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He's not dead. I just wanted somebody besides Sentinel to save the day, so he's taking a break.
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How many more people need to die before we do something about ISIS?
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These status updates are...odd. I approve.
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Butts. They are so round, so squishy, so perfect. Bootiful.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gaq62VCcnew
Things you need to know:
I'm eighteen years old. I'm American. I'm a Protestant Christian. I don't like anime. I like comic books. I once killed a shark.
My roleplaying interests change periodically, and I am not currently looking to join any more roleplays at the moment.
Things you need to know:
I'm eighteen years old. I'm American. I'm a Protestant Christian. I don't like anime. I like comic books. I once killed a shark.
My roleplaying interests change periodically, and I am not currently looking to join any more roleplays at the moment.
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I'm confused.
It has been established by the Super Buddies that it is possible to get a cell phone signal in Hell. At least with Verizon.[7]
I lol'd.
West:
OH GOD! People are dying and zombies are eating our faces and Titans are going nuts send help!
East:
-Playing video games-
OH GOD! People are dying and zombies are eating our faces and Titans are going nuts send help!
East:
-Playing video games-
These kids really do love blaming themselves.
I say 2. We can let Sentinel live this time. When he's about to go Prime I'll press 1.
Sentinel was blamming himself before it was cool.
Imm'a just...
...press 2...
Nothing to see here.
...press 2...
Nothing to see here.
Thermo's turn to save the day.
Also, the difference between Titan's West and Titan's East is just hilarious.
Also, the difference between Titan's West and Titan's East is just hilarious.
Super-senses. They had their uses, I've told you this before. They let Sentinel find people trapped miles underground. Or they alert him to a plane falling out of the sky that needs catching. Perfect power for a Kryptonian, right? They help guys like Isaac prevent tragedy. Yet...Sentinel can hear everything in the tower. Even down to a pin drop. There wasn't anything he wasn't aware of. That's not always a good thing. He could hear Cell and Thermo bashing their way through hordes of the dead to get upstairs. Sentinel could hear Devil and Magi fighting in the hangar. He could hear Whirlpool, and Static, and..and..
The screams.
He could hear them screaming.
"W-What?" Sentinel muttered as he bashed zombie after zombie. He tried his best to be non-lethal. After all, Rufus thought they could be cured. Isaac stopped fighting when he heard the twins scream. The young Kryptonian whipped his head towards the hangar, using his X-ray vision to see through the metal and stone. He focused in on the T-Wing, and he watched. Sentinel watched the husks tear the girls apart, and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. Sentinel felt his lip quiver as his hearing went haywire, like someone turned it up to eleven. Now he could hear even more. Flesh ripping. Eyes popping. Blood flowing. "GEM! SIA!" Sentinel screamed. The Titan impaled multiple husks on his fists, chucking them at super speed into the horde. He charged towards the hangar, using his body as a battering ram. The Kryptonian slammed through the wall, landing with a thud on the hangar floor. The zombies that had been attacking him rushed through the hole Sentinel made, making a mad dash towards the new fleshlings. Sentinel ignored everything else as he sprinted toward the T-Wing at mach 2. He tore through metal like it was wet tissue paper, exploding entire corpses with a swing of his fists. "Lock? Load?!"
Sentinel knew they were dead. He'd watched the husks pull them in half. But maybe his eyes had lied. Maybe he could save them.
The Kryptonian broke through the final door, chucking it out of the T-Wing as if it weighed less than a feather. Isaac stopped in his tracks. The plane was filled with blood. There were maybe half a dozen husks, all surrounding the twins' bodies..Or whatever was left of them. "NO!" Isaac cried. Two beams of heat, as intense as any fire, incinerated the walking dead. Sentinel stumbled past the seats towards where they had been. He fell to his knees in a pool of their remains, searching desperately for any sign of life. Two, beautiful girls, now reduced to nothing but entrails and organs. Not even a limb was left unscathed. Grant tried to speak, but he felt like his throat was stuffed full of chalk. Tears ran down Sentinel's cheeks as the young Kryptonian screamed. His cry was primal, guttural. Inhuman. Sentinel roared like an enraged, mindless beast as he destroyed the T-Wing in a ball of fire. Isaac's eyes glazed over as he walked out of the flame.
Another roar exited Sentinel's throat as he began to attack anything that moved. Zombies and husks fell in spades, heads exploding from the sheer force of his blows. The dead crumbled as they were froze from the outside in. Others disappeared as Sentinel's heat vision erased them from existence. The Kryptonian fought with reckless abandon, destroying everything in his path. Bodies fell all around Isaac as he lashed out. In his blind rage, Sentinel mistook Stunt Devil for a husk. Isaac slammed a powerful fist into the teenager's chest, sending the unsuspecting hero flying with the impact. (Or, perhaps not. Perhaps Stunt Devil dodged the wild blow. It was difficult for Sentinel to make out what was happening.) A normal person would have died. Luckily for Max, he wasn't normal. Sentinel turned his senseless eyes towards Zane, moments from punching a whole in the magician's face. In a moment of cosmic irony, it seemed the husks had decided to target Sentinel and Sentinel alone. The Kryptonian was tackled to the floor by a horde of growling, drooling cadavers before he could hurt his teammate. "RAAAAARGGHHH!" Sentinel leaped into the air, dragging the horde with him as he slammed through the hangar ceiling and flew out into the sunlight. Sentinel crashed into the ground, kicking up dust, dirt and chunks of island as he hit the rocks. The zombies stabbed with their knives and bit with their teeth as they dog piled on top of the steadily weakening superhero.
"NO!" Two beams of bright light shot out of the pile, catching the dead on fire. Sentinel turned his eyes erratically in a fit of panic. He turned the dead to ash in his final throes. Sentinel stumbled, his vision blurry. Another wave of husks was already charging at the weakened Titan. "I'm sorry!" Sentinel slammed his fists onto the ground, using the force of his blows to send a wave of earth into the crowd of husks, smashing them under the weight of the rocks. "I-I couldn't save them either. I can't save anyone!" Isaac was losing it. He was rambling like a madman as he tried to protect himself from the seemingly endless hordes of the living dead. "All my fault!" A husk tackled Sentinel to the ground, more jumping on top of him as the seconds past. "Always my fault..."
Isaac Grant let the void swallow him. The darkness appearing at the edge of his vision threatened to envelop Sentinel forever, yet he couldn't fight it. He wouldn't. Isaac felt his life slipping between his fingers as the husks drained him nearly dry. Isaac used what was left of his strength to grab his communicator. One final message to the rest of the Titans, before Sentinel let himself die. But what should he say? What could he say? "I..." He started, trembling. "...Only wanted to help." Then the little, yellow disk fell out of Sentinel's hand.
Goodbye, world. I deserved every minute of your torture.
I'm no Superman.
The screams.
He could hear them screaming.
"W-What?" Sentinel muttered as he bashed zombie after zombie. He tried his best to be non-lethal. After all, Rufus thought they could be cured. Isaac stopped fighting when he heard the twins scream. The young Kryptonian whipped his head towards the hangar, using his X-ray vision to see through the metal and stone. He focused in on the T-Wing, and he watched. Sentinel watched the husks tear the girls apart, and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. Sentinel felt his lip quiver as his hearing went haywire, like someone turned it up to eleven. Now he could hear even more. Flesh ripping. Eyes popping. Blood flowing. "GEM! SIA!" Sentinel screamed. The Titan impaled multiple husks on his fists, chucking them at super speed into the horde. He charged towards the hangar, using his body as a battering ram. The Kryptonian slammed through the wall, landing with a thud on the hangar floor. The zombies that had been attacking him rushed through the hole Sentinel made, making a mad dash towards the new fleshlings. Sentinel ignored everything else as he sprinted toward the T-Wing at mach 2. He tore through metal like it was wet tissue paper, exploding entire corpses with a swing of his fists. "Lock? Load?!"
Sentinel knew they were dead. He'd watched the husks pull them in half. But maybe his eyes had lied. Maybe he could save them.
The Kryptonian broke through the final door, chucking it out of the T-Wing as if it weighed less than a feather. Isaac stopped in his tracks. The plane was filled with blood. There were maybe half a dozen husks, all surrounding the twins' bodies..Or whatever was left of them. "NO!" Isaac cried. Two beams of heat, as intense as any fire, incinerated the walking dead. Sentinel stumbled past the seats towards where they had been. He fell to his knees in a pool of their remains, searching desperately for any sign of life. Two, beautiful girls, now reduced to nothing but entrails and organs. Not even a limb was left unscathed. Grant tried to speak, but he felt like his throat was stuffed full of chalk. Tears ran down Sentinel's cheeks as the young Kryptonian screamed. His cry was primal, guttural. Inhuman. Sentinel roared like an enraged, mindless beast as he destroyed the T-Wing in a ball of fire. Isaac's eyes glazed over as he walked out of the flame.
Another roar exited Sentinel's throat as he began to attack anything that moved. Zombies and husks fell in spades, heads exploding from the sheer force of his blows. The dead crumbled as they were froze from the outside in. Others disappeared as Sentinel's heat vision erased them from existence. The Kryptonian fought with reckless abandon, destroying everything in his path. Bodies fell all around Isaac as he lashed out. In his blind rage, Sentinel mistook Stunt Devil for a husk. Isaac slammed a powerful fist into the teenager's chest, sending the unsuspecting hero flying with the impact. (Or, perhaps not. Perhaps Stunt Devil dodged the wild blow. It was difficult for Sentinel to make out what was happening.) A normal person would have died. Luckily for Max, he wasn't normal. Sentinel turned his senseless eyes towards Zane, moments from punching a whole in the magician's face. In a moment of cosmic irony, it seemed the husks had decided to target Sentinel and Sentinel alone. The Kryptonian was tackled to the floor by a horde of growling, drooling cadavers before he could hurt his teammate. "RAAAAARGGHHH!" Sentinel leaped into the air, dragging the horde with him as he slammed through the hangar ceiling and flew out into the sunlight. Sentinel crashed into the ground, kicking up dust, dirt and chunks of island as he hit the rocks. The zombies stabbed with their knives and bit with their teeth as they dog piled on top of the steadily weakening superhero.
"NO!" Two beams of bright light shot out of the pile, catching the dead on fire. Sentinel turned his eyes erratically in a fit of panic. He turned the dead to ash in his final throes. Sentinel stumbled, his vision blurry. Another wave of husks was already charging at the weakened Titan. "I'm sorry!" Sentinel slammed his fists onto the ground, using the force of his blows to send a wave of earth into the crowd of husks, smashing them under the weight of the rocks. "I-I couldn't save them either. I can't save anyone!" Isaac was losing it. He was rambling like a madman as he tried to protect himself from the seemingly endless hordes of the living dead. "All my fault!" A husk tackled Sentinel to the ground, more jumping on top of him as the seconds past. "Always my fault..."
Isaac Grant let the void swallow him. The darkness appearing at the edge of his vision threatened to envelop Sentinel forever, yet he couldn't fight it. He wouldn't. Isaac felt his life slipping between his fingers as the husks drained him nearly dry. Isaac used what was left of his strength to grab his communicator. One final message to the rest of the Titans, before Sentinel let himself die. But what should he say? What could he say? "I..." He started, trembling. "...Only wanted to help." Then the little, yellow disk fell out of Sentinel's hand.
Goodbye, world. I deserved every minute of your torture.
I'm no Superman.
Super-senses. They had their uses, I've told you this before. They let Sentinel find people trapped miles underground. Or they alert him to a plane falling out of the sky that needs catching. Perfect power for a Kryptonian, right? They help guys like Isaac prevent tragedy. Yet...Sentinel can hear everything in the tower. Even down to a pin drop. There wasn't anything he wasn't aware of. That's not always a good thing. He could hear Cell and Thermo bashing their way through hordes of the dead to get upstairs. Sentinel could hear Devil and Magi fighting in the hangar. He could hear Whirlpool, and Static, and..and..
The screams.
He could hear them screaming.
"W-What?" Sentinel muttered as he bashed zombie after zombie. He tried his best to be non-lethal. After all, Rufus thought they could be cured. Isaac stopped fighting when he heard the twins scream. The young Kryptonian whipped his head towards the hangar, using his X-ray vision to see through the metal and stone. He focused in on the T-Wing, and he watched. Sentinel watched the husks tear the girls apart, and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. Sentinel felt his lip quiver as his hearing went haywire, like someone turned it up to eleven. Now he could hear even more. Flesh ripping. Eyes popping. Blood flowing. "GEM! SIA!" Sentinel screamed. The Titan impaled multiple husks on his fists, chucking them at super speed into the horde. He charged towards the hangar, using his body as a battering ram. The Kryptonian slammed through the wall, landing with a thud on the hangar floor. The zombies that had been attacking him rushed through the hole Sentinel made, making a mad dash towards the new fleshlings. Sentinel ignored everything else as he sprinted toward the T-Wing at mach 2. He tore through metal like it was wet tissue paper, exploding entire corpses with a swing of his fists. "Lock? Load?!"
Sentinel knew they were dead. He'd watched the husks pull them in half. But maybe his eyes had lied. Maybe he could save them.
The Kryptonian broke through the final door, chucking it out of the T-Wing as if it weighed less than a feather. Isaac stopped in his tracks. The plane was filled with blood. There were maybe half a dozen husks, all surrounding the twins' bodies..Or whatever was left of them. "NO!" Isaac cried. Two beams of heat, as intense as any fire, incinerated the walking dead. Sentinel stumbled past the seats towards where they had been. He fell to his knees in a pool of their remains, searching desperately for any sign of life. Two, beautiful girls, now reduced to nothing but entrails and organs. Not even a limb was left unscathed. Grant tried to speak, but he felt like his throat was stuffed full of chalk. Tears ran down Sentinel's cheeks as the young Kryptonian screamed. His cry was primal, guttural. Inhuman. Sentinel roared like an enraged, mindless beast as he destroyed the T-Wing in a ball of fire. Isaac's eyes glazed over as he walked out of the flame.
Another roar exited Sentinel's throat as he began to attack anything that moved. Zombies and husks fell in spades, heads exploding from the sheer force of his blows. The dead crumbled as they were froze from the outside in. Others disappeared as Sentinel's heat vision erased them from existence. The Kryptonian fought with reckless abandon, destroying everything in his path. Bodies fell all around Isaac as he lashed out. In his blind rage, Sentinel mistook Stunt Devil for a husk. Isaac slammed a powerful fist into the teenager's chest, sending the unsuspecting hero flying with the impact. (Or, perhaps not. Perhaps Stunt Devil dodged the wild blow. It was difficult for Sentinel to make out what was happening.) A normal person would have died. Luckily for Max, he wasn't normal. Sentinel turned his senseless eyes towards Zane, moments from punching a whole in the magician's face. In a moment of cosmic irony, it seemed the husks had decided to target Sentinel and Sentinel alone. The Kryptonian was tackled to the floor by a horde of growling, drooling cadavers before he could hurt his teammate. "RAAAAARGGHHH!" Sentinel leaped into the air, dragging the horde with him as he slammed through the hangar ceiling and flew out into the sunlight. Sentinel crashed into the ground, kicking up dust, dirt and chunks of island as he hit the rocks. The zombies stabbed with their knives and bit with their teeth as they dog piled on top of the steadily weakening superhero.
"NO!" Two beams of bright light shot out of the pile, catching the dead on fire. Sentinel turned his eyes erratically in a fit of panic. He turned the dead to ash in his final throes. Sentinel stumbled, his vision blurry. Another wave of husks was already charging at the weakened Titan. "I'm sorry!" Sentinel slammed his fists onto the ground, using the force of his blows to send a wave of earth into the crowd of husks, smashing them under the weight of the rocks. "I-I couldn't save them either. I can't save anyone!" Isaac was losing it. He was rambling like a madman as he tried to protect himself from the seemingly endless hordes of the living dead. "All my fault!" A husk tackled Sentinel to the ground, more jumping on top of him as the seconds past. "Always my fault..."
Isaac Grant let the void swallow him. The darkness appearing at the edge of his vision threatened to envelop Sentinel forever, yet he couldn't fight it. He wouldn't. Isaac felt his life slipping between his fingers as the husks drained him nearly dry. Isaac used what was left of his strength to grab his communicator. One final message to the rest of the Titans, before Sentinel let himself die. But what should he say? What could he say? "I..." He started, trembling. "...Only wanted to help." Then the little, yellow disk fell out of Sentinel's hand.
Goodbye, world. I deserved every minute of your torture.
I'm no Superman.
The screams.
He could hear them screaming.
"W-What?" Sentinel muttered as he bashed zombie after zombie. He tried his best to be non-lethal. After all, Rufus thought they could be cured. Isaac stopped fighting when he heard the twins scream. The young Kryptonian whipped his head towards the hangar, using his X-ray vision to see through the metal and stone. He focused in on the T-Wing, and he watched. Sentinel watched the husks tear the girls apart, and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. Sentinel felt his lip quiver as his hearing went haywire, like someone turned it up to eleven. Now he could hear even more. Flesh ripping. Eyes popping. Blood flowing. "GEM! SIA!" Sentinel screamed. The Titan impaled multiple husks on his fists, chucking them at super speed into the horde. He charged towards the hangar, using his body as a battering ram. The Kryptonian slammed through the wall, landing with a thud on the hangar floor. The zombies that had been attacking him rushed through the hole Sentinel made, making a mad dash towards the new fleshlings. Sentinel ignored everything else as he sprinted toward the T-Wing at mach 2. He tore through metal like it was wet tissue paper, exploding entire corpses with a swing of his fists. "Lock? Load?!"
Sentinel knew they were dead. He'd watched the husks pull them in half. But maybe his eyes had lied. Maybe he could save them.
The Kryptonian broke through the final door, chucking it out of the T-Wing as if it weighed less than a feather. Isaac stopped in his tracks. The plane was filled with blood. There were maybe half a dozen husks, all surrounding the twins' bodies..Or whatever was left of them. "NO!" Isaac cried. Two beams of heat, as intense as any fire, incinerated the walking dead. Sentinel stumbled past the seats towards where they had been. He fell to his knees in a pool of their remains, searching desperately for any sign of life. Two, beautiful girls, now reduced to nothing but entrails and organs. Not even a limb was left unscathed. Grant tried to speak, but he felt like his throat was stuffed full of chalk. Tears ran down Sentinel's cheeks as the young Kryptonian screamed. His cry was primal, guttural. Inhuman. Sentinel roared like an enraged, mindless beast as he destroyed the T-Wing in a ball of fire. Isaac's eyes glazed over as he walked out of the flame.
Another roar exited Sentinel's throat as he began to attack anything that moved. Zombies and husks fell in spades, heads exploding from the sheer force of his blows. The dead crumbled as they were froze from the outside in. Others disappeared as Sentinel's heat vision erased them from existence. The Kryptonian fought with reckless abandon, destroying everything in his path. Bodies fell all around Isaac as he lashed out. In his blind rage, Sentinel mistook Stunt Devil for a husk. Isaac slammed a powerful fist into the teenager's chest, sending the unsuspecting hero flying with the impact. (Or, perhaps not. Perhaps Stunt Devil dodged the wild blow. It was difficult for Sentinel to make out what was happening.) A normal person would have died. Luckily for Max, he wasn't normal. Sentinel turned his senseless eyes towards Zane, moments from punching a whole in the magician's face. In a moment of cosmic irony, it seemed the husks had decided to target Sentinel and Sentinel alone. The Kryptonian was tackled to the floor by a horde of growling, drooling cadavers before he could hurt his teammate. "RAAAAARGGHHH!" Sentinel leaped into the air, dragging the horde with him as he slammed through the hangar ceiling and flew out into the sunlight. Sentinel crashed into the ground, kicking up dust, dirt and chunks of island as he hit the rocks. The zombies stabbed with their knives and bit with their teeth as they dog piled on top of the steadily weakening superhero.
"NO!" Two beams of bright light shot out of the pile, catching the dead on fire. Sentinel turned his eyes erratically in a fit of panic. He turned the dead to ash in his final throes. Sentinel stumbled, his vision blurry. Another wave of husks was already charging at the weakened Titan. "I'm sorry!" Sentinel slammed his fists onto the ground, using the force of his blows to send a wave of earth into the crowd of husks, smashing them under the weight of the rocks. "I-I couldn't save them either. I can't save anyone!" Isaac was losing it. He was rambling like a madman as he tried to protect himself from the seemingly endless hordes of the living dead. "All my fault!" A husk tackled Sentinel to the ground, more jumping on top of him as the seconds past. "Always my fault..."
Isaac Grant let the void swallow him. The darkness appearing at the edge of his vision threatened to envelop Sentinel forever, yet he couldn't fight it. He wouldn't. Isaac felt his life slipping between his fingers as the husks drained him nearly dry. Isaac used what was left of his strength to grab his communicator. One final message to the rest of the Titans, before Sentinel let himself die. But what should he say? What could he say? "I..." He started, trembling. "...Only wanted to help." Then the little, yellow disk fell out of Sentinel's hand.
Goodbye, world. I deserved every minute of your torture.
I'm no Superman.
"My heart." Atlas grabbed his shirt and tugged on it, pretending that he was in the middle of a heart attack. The girl's sheer ignorance could be forgiven. After all, not everyone was built to be normal; and Aria Smoll was most certainly not normal. Or Bit-Girl. Or whatever that pink haired ditz wanted to be called. Marcus watched as the young Titan slid down the couch (kicking Atlas in the process. Not cool, girl.) and slithered over to the Playbox. The Green Lantern was prepared to shove her out from in front of the television with one of his constructs, not wanting to miss the game. Yet Marcus froze when Aria jumped up from the pile of Playbox games holding Sportsball 16. Then the arrogant fool dared to call Marcus...A...A loser! Flustered beyond mortal comprehension, Marcus jumped to his feet once more. He jutted a finger out at Aria, pointing at the Playbox while his face was flushed with red hot anger at being called out. "You wanna go?!" Atlas shouted out as his ring started to glow. A green, hardlight fist shot out of his hand and flew towards Aria's face. Moments before impact, the hand dodged around her shoulder and wrapped around one of the controls. Marcus brought the controller into his hands and the construct dissipated into the air. "You now face Atlas, Eredar Lord of the Burning Legion!" Marcus fell back onto the couch, his eye twitching. Before the conversation could continue, Rohan appeared. The Knitter, striking fear into the hearts of criminals everywhere with his homemade sweater! Fear him!
"Australia over here has a point." Marcus conceded. "Sportsball sucks. We need a good game. Like...Like..." Marcus stopped, holding his chin as he tried to think of a game to play. Luckily, Kaldur seemed on top of things as he suggested they all play Battlebots. "Yes! Battlebots! Great idea, Fish-sticks. Put it in, Bit-Girl. Unless you're afraid I'll kick your pink-haired ass." Despite all the bravado, Marcus knew he didn't stand a chance. He'd played his fair share of Battlebots, but he was being challenged to play video games with a girl who's only superpowers were video games. Lord almighty, he was about to get his ass handed to him. But Atlas doesn't back down from a fight!
"Oh, hey. Pillow fort's back." Atlas announced, arching his neck so he could see her. "And you brought me coffee? Doll, ya spoil me."
"Australia over here has a point." Marcus conceded. "Sportsball sucks. We need a good game. Like...Like..." Marcus stopped, holding his chin as he tried to think of a game to play. Luckily, Kaldur seemed on top of things as he suggested they all play Battlebots. "Yes! Battlebots! Great idea, Fish-sticks. Put it in, Bit-Girl. Unless you're afraid I'll kick your pink-haired ass." Despite all the bravado, Marcus knew he didn't stand a chance. He'd played his fair share of Battlebots, but he was being challenged to play video games with a girl who's only superpowers were video games. Lord almighty, he was about to get his ass handed to him. But Atlas doesn't back down from a fight!
"Oh, hey. Pillow fort's back." Atlas announced, arching his neck so he could see her. "And you brought me coffee? Doll, ya spoil me."
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