Avatar of Flood
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  • Old Guild Username: Floodtalon
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    1. Flood 7 yrs ago
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6 yrs ago
Current Imagine thinking a root beer other than A&W is the best
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7 yrs ago
Shut the fuck up nerds
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7 yrs ago
Fuck off Garde
8 yrs ago
Stop looking at me
8 yrs ago
Who are you people

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Dioxide said
His mind was tired, and he was not feeling his telekinesis. His mind was boggled and he couldn't think clearly. Mimic tried another tactic he just remembered, a compensation for how tired he felt.Mimic, with his cryokinesis, froze the tips of his wings, essentially becoming daggers. He then extended his wings, and spun around, slashing and dashing towards Flood. “Come get some, boy,” his spins were relentless and ever close to Flood.


Flood spun around the blows constantly. After being beaten quite soundly though he stuck a miniature bomb on his wing so he could detonate it during his next fight. Serves him right for humiliating him.
Flood began to start firing at Mimic but instead of resisting the wind he moved with the wind letting it add to his own momentum and speed. The bullets weren't doing much as they were all being blown way of course. He put the pistols away and moved with the wind a bit waiting for an opening. That flight was going to be annoying after a while. The wings looked sensitive however. 'Store that for future reference.' He he thought to himself.
"I'm up!" Flood yelled as he rushed into the room pulling out two pistols from his pocket and spinning them in his fingers a little. He was a little surprised with what John did but it was certainly helpful to say the least. He then stopped and his face went serious. He settled into his stance, which was made to be fast and to avoid the enemy. He had tonfas hidden up his sleeve in case he had to go close encounter and was standing farther away from Mimic then anyone else had. He knew that in close combat he would be destroyed. He was already watching Mimic to see if he would make the first move.
Flood looked over at Connor and realized he was staring at something. He followed his gaze and panicked a little when he saw his journal open. He closed it quickly and began talking. "You don't always get lucky with who your parents are. My dad was incredibly insane. I have to keep my mind busy otherwise I'll slowly go insane as well." He explained as he looked at Connor. He studied him for a second and saw the spark. Flood always had a talent for judging people and what he saw was the spark of intelligence that all geniuses had. He saw it in himself whenever he looked in the mirror. Not that he looks in the mirror too often. The other things he sees in himself scare him too much.
Flood grabbed an eraser and quickly wiped down the board including some of Sue's side. "Sorry about getting you roped in with that." He said as he walked over to a seat and sat down. He had accidentally left his journal open revealing the hundreds of lines he drew for anyone to see.
Flood looked at Captain America as he begn to get up. He nodded his consent and Flood began walking to Power Devolopment class and arrived rather fast due to how close the classes were. When he got there he sat down and took out his journal. He was getting close to the end, he really should get a new one. He turned the page and was met by dozens of lines. Crap, forgot about those. Now he needed something else to keep him occupied otherwise he would start reverting into insanity mode. He looked around for someone and saw no one. Double crap. The voices were already starting to speak. He saw the chalk board and rushed over to grab some chalk. He started writing down math equations to try and keep his mind busy. Lines simply wouldn't do this time.
Flood had payed attention quite intently to history and saw Professor X look at him somewhat warily when he talked about villians. After class was over he left started on his way to Fighting Theory class to help Captain America.
Caits said
"Hi Austin" connor said, "not much, must Bout to say to Flood here if he doesn't like tofu, why does he steal others food?" He smiled, "apparently, he is my room mate"


"Because one, I'm too lazy to go to the lunch line and two, the cafeteria ladies won't serve me this week because of this whole incident with yesterday's pizza. I never knew that ice cream wasn't a typical pizza topping, apparently I 'ruined' the pizza. How was I supposed to know that no one likes wasabi ice cream pizza?" Flood said as he pushed away his plate and grabbed Human Torch's son's food. "Now Johnny Jr has taste. Chicken and waffles all the way." He said as he started eating. When the bell rang he went to Chem to go blow stuff up. Unfortunately he wouldn't give him the chemicals immediately after last time. He also had an assistant monitor him when he did use chemicals. When the class was over Flood was quite happy actually. He pocketed some chemicals quickly for future use and left for his next class.
Flood saw Connor sit down and immediately smiled he picked up his stuff and moved to his table. "Hello roomy." He said as he closed his journal and put it away. If Connor had looked he would see dozens of lines for a split second before it closed. "Are you ready for the day? Because the first day is the easiest day of the year." Flood asked as he grabbed another persons food as they passed by the table. He then looked at it realizing it was tofu. "I really hate Poison Ivy's kid. She never eats anything but tofu."
Flood walks into the cafeteria and grabs someone else's plate of food as per his normal routine. He then went to sit down by himself. He then began eating as he wrote in his journal a bit.
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