Frizan

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Holy shit, every time I join an RP, it dies only weeks later.

It's like banging my fucking head against a brick wall.

THIS is why I just stick to Spam and be an idiot. At least when I'm being an idiot, I don't have to put any time and effort into it.

Last day of summer vacation

LowKey123 said
prepare for the onslaught of idiots, pit

That's a normal day no matter who you are on this planet.

Fallout: New Vegas - The Slayers

People started dropping, fortunately nobody from Raphael's party. One of the bastards fell into Raphael's crater after getting popped by Dylan. "Serves you right, ya fuckin' asshole!" Just then, he heard clicking. VERY close clicking to his right. Without thinking, Raphael swerved around and let out a volley, and then heard the screeching of a radscorpion immediately after. There it was, twitching as the last of its life left its body, a radscorpion no more than two feet away. "Fuck! That was close..." Raphael whispered to himself. His recharger rifle whirred up again as he peeked over the lip of his crater. One of the bastards was distracted, looking for Dylan in a panicked way. The perfect target.

Fixing his sights on the man, Raphael prepared to fire off straight into his chest. Holding his breath and steadying his aim, Raphael fired his rifle three times. One went into the man's right leg, one missed entirely, and the last bolt hit him in the arm he aimed his weapon with. He may not be dead, but he's extremely wounded, and Raphael considered that a win. As long as the guy was out of the fight, it was one less asshole for Raphael to worry about.

can you teach me how to edgy

Awson said
You guys really know how to clumsily trod all over a joke.

Thank you, I try my worst.

can you teach me how to edgy

Awson said
/bread

/shred

why am I one of the only people who laugh at sad moments and shit

Doivid said
yes, it's just you. All by yourself. You are the edgiest, the most callous and desensitized.Truly no one else reacts the same way you do, no one else can laugh at that. And what a good example too, attack on titan. Truly it is the barometer of sadness for our generation. Nothing is quite as gutwrenching as a vore fantasy animu.And you also set the precedent for laughing at all things 9/11 related. I don't think anyone is as monstrous and ghastly as you are. How could you? Have you no decency? Have you no shame? I remember when people had the good sense to feel sad at sad things. How can this now be.phew I think I got it all out

Doivid

The tough guy is coming out again

Empowered - A Tale of Strength and Weakness in Spamopolis

Dis here iz gud shit m8

Fallout: New Vegas - The Slayers

Raphael hit the dirt as soon as he heard the first shot ring out across the wastes. He had ducked into a crater a little bit to the left of Jordan, and already had his recharger rifle out. "Well, shit! So much for a stroll in the backwoods!" He peeked his head over the top of his crater to get a view of his assailants, and nearly took a bullet for his trouble. "FUCKING HELL!" What assholes! They almost took Raphael's head off. Raphael, still ducked into the crater, rested his rifle on the top of it and let out a hail of plasma. Raphael felt a wave of satisfaction as one of the bandits yelped in surprise, one of Raphael's bolts hitting just a few inches from his foot. Raphael yelled out with glee, "I can stay here ALL day! This little boomstick of mine doesn't NEED ammo!", and waited for the whirring of his rifle to tell him it's charged up.

The recharger rifle's cell fully recharged, Raphael got ready to send down another volley of plasma when he heard Dylan shout out something about radscorpions. "Scorps!? Fuck!" He sweeped his his eyes across the landscape for stingers, rifle ready to fire. "This is just god damn GREAT" Raphael thought to himself. "First these raider asshats, and now radscorpions. What next? A deathclaw pack?" While keeping an eye out for the scorpions, Raphael focused on the sounds around him, trying to detect any scuffling, footsteps, or gunshots.

Confess your love for Tommy Vercetti

Hank said
It looks squished, you dumbass.

Well it's actually not, you dumbass.

It looks like that in the original image, you dumbass.

You dumbass.

Fallout: New Vegas - The Slayers

Raphael snorted in annoyance as he watched the stranger tried to strong-arm him and the rest of the group. "Cocky asshole..." He spat at the ground as the man walked away. "New Vegas has a real bad habit of breeding jackasses out of regular Joes." Just then, faint clicking and revving sounded out. "No fuckin' way..." Raphael took his Recharger Rifle out with his right hand and looked at it from the side. "Damn it, the cells are out of place again!" He fought with the rifle for a while, trying to open up the compartment that held the recharger cell in the rifle. The damn thing did this ALL the time. Raphael thought back to when his rifle acted up during a firefight, back when he was running with the Fiends. He was out in the desert with two of people from his gang, Deb and Nelly. Deb, as far as Raphael was concerned, was a babe in every way, and he had always had a thing for her. Never kicked off though, unfortunately. She also LOVED her explosives. Was also cooking up some new toy to use on passersby. Crazy broad.

Nelly was the kid of the gang; just joined up in the Fiends by the time they went out on this trek. Everyone gave him a lot of shit, as was normal for new additions, but he took it well enough. Raphael and Deb always made fun of his name, as they thought it sounded child-like. Looked like a kid, too, early teens and barely a stubble on his chin. Raphael kinda misses him, oddly enough. They were as much of brothers as two men could get.

So there they were, out in the middle of bum fuck no where, when they suddenly got ambushed by radscorpions. They ran a good distance from the monstrosities before Raphael and Nelly laid down on them with gunfire. Deb lobbed a stick of dynamite into the pack, killing one and critically injuring another. Raphael kept firing his recharger rifle, until he heard that dreaded clicking, and the rifle powered down. The remaining two radscorpions got very close, too close.. Nelly had to reload, and Deb couldn't get out another dynamite without killing them all, so they retreated quickly into a nearby barn. Raphael had grabbed a sledgehammer hanging off of a wall, and stood at the door, plastered against the wall, waiting for the bastards.

As soon as one stuck their legs through the door, Raphael swung down fiercely, crushing the radscorpion's face. Its screech rang throughout the room, accompanied by the shattering of its exoskeleton. Nelly popped up from behind a table, and let lose into the final scorpion, riddling it with bullets until it finally stopped moving. All three of them let out a loud cheer, and headed back to camp after rummaging through the barn. They got back with some new tools, radscorpion stingers that they'd sell for chem money, and a good story to tell at the fire.

Raphael popped the recharger cell back in, and closed the compartment. After flicking a switch, the rifle buzzed back to life, lighting up all down the barrel. "There we go. Good as...somewhat new."