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We be waiting on ze Suras? Or ze Nose?

Apparently, he was falling.

Did that mean that some sort of pitfall trap had activated the instant he opened that door? No, he wasn't falling down a deep trench, in which would be booby-trapped with sharp wooden stakes. All in all, he didn't even fall that far, and instead, found himself landing rather softly on the pavement. Heck, it was soft enough of a landing that he even felt as if he bounced slightly off the ground. Odd. He felt lighter too, as if he suddenly lost a few pounds of weight, all without any liposuction. As he recovered from what felt like a twenty-centimetre drop, however, Gabe realized that things weren't as normal as they should have been.

After all, now he was outside, surrounded by buildings composed of the strangest materials: household appliances. Stacked up by the stories, dishwashers, refrigerators, kitchen sinks, car engines, and a whole array of valves dominated the landscape, making the young man briefly question whether or not he was hallucinating. Maybe his next-door neighbour was an aficionado of drugs, and had somehow mixed up a cocktail of mind-altering substances that was so potent that even taking a whiff of the scentless gas was enough to send people into a vivid land of delusions.

Oh, but then there was Bookman once more, appearing in front of him in human (if he could be considered such) flesh, floating just ever-so slightly off the ground. Fun. So that whole 'sent-to-another-world-in-order-to-fight-people' idea wasn't that far off the mark, now was it. Grasping the hand that was offered to him and pulling himself up, Gabe noticed just how easy it was to exert his strength. Another odd thing was that his arm was...well, different from what his arm looked like previously. Now, he was wearing a purple collared shirt, with a black vest and a whole ton of unnecessary metal parts attached.

Shrugging in response to the amused grin of his partner, or perhaps his future mentor, or perhaps even just a random guide to this new world, Gabe felt his hair next...and had the oddest sensation of grasping at a brick wall. It was as if his hair had suddenly hardened to the same strength as concrete, and, as he felt around a little more, it was clear that he was possessed by some anime-esque hairstyle. The hardness made sense then. Gravity-defying, water-resistant hair could be quite easily obtained by mixing hair gel with cement or superglue, after all. What a pity. Seems like, in this world, he'll have to employ the services of a barber skilled not with razors or scissors, but with chainsaws.

He took out his cellphone next, which must have magically or psychically teleported into his pocket, and found that he had a new home as well, a cubic building that was just a few meters off, a road of junk and trash leading up to it. It also seemed like, according to the new additions to the Key Shop application, that he was in a place called the 'Violent Junkyard'.

That suited him just fine.

Fiddling with his cellphone for quite a bit longer, as he scanned the more RPG-esque elements of the app, Gabe was just about to get into what his skills were, when Bookman interrupted him with something about not looking them in the eye.

What was them?

Ah, that was them.

While he was distracted with all the shiny new features on his jailbroken Iphone, the duo was surrounded by a pack of metal scaly things, with beartraps as mouths. Tilting his head to the side, the young man tried to figure out where exactly their eyes were...until one of them leapt at them, snapping with its rusty jaws, only to get smacked away by one of Bookman's books.

It was nice to see that the name that he chose was fitting.

As he retreated alongside his struggling Key-Guide, he wondered briefly whether they were beset by such irrational beasts because he had such a low Luck-level. Then, he went on another tangent and wondered whether, being of metal, they also ATE metal. As Bookman threw books, occasionally floating around for no obvious reason, Gabe casually tore off one of those metal spike-thingies that were attached by a chain to his shoulder pad, before tossing it towards the pack.

“Fetcherinos, doggies.”

He didn't really want to fight them, because, after all, it wasn't like he could shatter metal with his fists, right?
By the way, in response to Lyrisa's question...Leifr answered it in his second latest post.

There's also the moment when the beasts recoiled from the blaze Allereun set up.”
It was never closed the first place. And Allereun threw his torch in it, using it as a pseudo-fireplace.
RWBY is basically...

3D animated academy animu show. Main cast are overpowered lolis (other than Yang).

The action's the only part of it that's REALLY good. Everything else...has been better. But yeah. The action is god. Soundtrack is decent too.
Pyroooooooo.....postooooooooo
Lotsa trees and lotsa grass. If it wasn't for the fact that Azalea was a city-born Faunus with more street smarts than forest aptitude, she might have even enjoyed the sounds of nature. Unfortunately, that wasn't to be the case, for a combination of all the landing tactics employed by the future students of Beacon had pretty much scared away whatever scant wildlife was present. Which meant that the forest was a silent one, broken only by far off screams or battlecries from less fortunate allies. Sniffing into the air, even though the smell of her own blood prevented the rabbit faunus from getting a proper scent of another. A quick scan around using her Semblance didn't turn up anything useful as well, because, well, life was all around her. How unfortunate, for Azalea's Aura-sensing semblance to be shut down by the fact that every plant in the world wanted to catch some of her attention.

She pranced through the Emerald Forest, caressing a few particularly mature tree trunks, steering clear of any moving 'black holes' of Aura. While she wasn't adverse to fighting Grimm, even an airheaded teenage girl who was in love with love could prioritize her objectives. First, she needed to secure a partner for her future in Beacon! Preferably, either someone who was like her, or someone who was the polar opposite of her! Opposites attracted, but a near-twin was great as well~ But there didn't seem to be anyone like that on the airship, so Azalea shrugged, smiled, blew a kiss in the direction of a Grimm one hundred meters off, and bounced along.

It was getting boring after awhile, but thankfully, salvation was found in the fact that her human ears were still better at hearing that most other homo sapiens. With her bunny ears twitching reflexively at the sound of one female asking for companionship, Azalea couldn't help but accelerate her movement through the brush, still disregarding the fact that her wounds hadn't even scabbed over, nor the fact that the scent of blood had been slowly attracting the Grimm nearby. It was almost cute, how irresistibly delicious she must have appeared to them. If they were a little more gentle with their lovebites, Azalea might even leave them alive to play with for another day~!

Nevertheless, she kept on with her priorities, and soon, found herself looking up at a faunus girl.

Not just a faunus girl though, but a blue-haired one with cute, tasty fox ears and the most sparkly, lively eyes she had seen for...well...probably only the few minutes that she had spent wandering aimlessly.

“Hey there,” she called, cheerily and without malice, “Let's be friends and partners for a rose-tinted school life!”

Azalea could get into the details of their marriage contract after the knot had been tied.
Yo, Noel, Lien apparently doesn't have a picture any more, so I'm just guessing that she's a blue thing, alright? Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.
Alright.

RWBY S2 EP1 hype was enough for me to be motivated enough to post. Gonna get something up today.
Yo.

Kiddos.

Go read Keyman, now.

The pages are seriously fucking cool.

Like seriously, if it ever gets a proper anime adaptation, I will squeal like a starved pig that had just found a ton of junk food.
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