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7 yrs ago
Who here likes cuddles?
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7 yrs ago
If your girl can't crack your skull between her thighs then whats the point of even being a human being.
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8 yrs ago
Identities are confusing to figure out.
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8 yrs ago
How do wing.
8 yrs ago
Omae wa mou shindeiru.
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Bio

Well hello.

I guess I should introduce myself, huh.

I'm Gardevoiran, just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.

I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.



I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not.

I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.

"What do you call a cow with two legs?"
"Lean beef."

Most Recent Posts



@BCtheEntity Here's a WIP agent for ya.
@POOHEAD189
I am waiting now. As BC said, the merrier the more. I don't mind the wait.

(inb4 below)
"I'll let you know if you help me find a suitable body," Tibulus asked and offered at the same time. Hey, it'd be revenge for the months ago where Tibulus shouted at Stryker. And maybe that one time in between then and now where Tibulus did something, if he did.

Tibulus honestly didn't care much. He was basically getting a new and free body out of this ordeal.

"Stryker, what do you think happened to Amy...?" Tibulus had a few ideas in his head, but he needed a second opinion before he sorted any of them out. Nothing was unconfirmed until then.
@KoL
Just wanna say that Bonesword's new skills were scrapped entirely aside from the ones I already had put on his CS. At that point you are pretty much limited to Mockrose being a creation solely from Victoire's influence, and it was a shit copy of it because it was a good power and it kind of made sense in universe (BS had met Victoire and had a conversation in addition to being exposed to the roses first hand).

The only other power that you could reference would be Plantera, which was something I wanted to use before I even knew about the Blood Dragon she summoned in the Graveyard battle. Hell, I even referenced it way in advance. I think immediately after Arcadia I hinted at it being an idea of mine.

As for the other powers to trump Victoire, I said it in the Discord that they were scrapped when I found out Victoire was being nerfed.

As for the bragging, everyone does it, and I was just glad I would finally be able to matter in War as being a trump for one of the strongest characters.

Am I still at some fault? Absolutely. I let a personal grudge against Victoire (and indirectly, you) cause me to become so adverse to fighting her that I explicitly went out of my way to come up with abilities that trumped her. Additionally, it wasn't fair to you and I was blinded by my own aggression and hatred of a character that I didn't even realize that it removed the fun for you until it was too late.

I apologize sincerely for all of that.

If I stick around for the new thread, I will be scrapping characters and drastically redoing them so this won't happen again.

"FUCK!" Overlook shouted as Headhunter blasted the Eye out of the air, it landing in a cracked heap on the floor a few meters away from everything going on there. The sudden noise disturbed Clancy, too, and that partially unnerved Overlook to a hefty extent. First the Eye, then the disturbance of Clancy the Goodest Boy? Blasphemy!

As the feed from the Eye cut out, Overlook stood from his desk with his metal leg attached as he stormed out of his room, grabbing the singular magnum revolver he requested in case someone hostile came to kill him. "Fuck hiding behind walls, I'm getting involved!" he mumbled as he rushed, a ping on his headset getting the attention of someone willing to give him a ride with no questions asked.


Kyoshi - From Bad to Worse to Even Worse
@Old Amsterdam@ProPro@yoshua171@Keksalot

"Kirb!" Kyoshi shouted as she rushed into the headquarters and lifted the tinker off the ground, sitting him in a chair as she looked all around. "The... the place is ruined..." Everything was destroyed. Her own things were trashed. All of Kirb's and Artie's tech was trashed. Everything was a wreck.

Well... not everything was a wreck, anyway. Kyoshi's own bag sat where she left it, untouched save from the debris from the prior events. Additionally, it was buzzing with a vibration. Someone was calling Kyoshi, it would seem.

Kyoshi pulled her phone out of her bag as she spoke into it. "H-hello?" her voice waved due to the stress and nervousness she had been feeling about this situation.

"Chosei."

"D-Dad? Dad listen."

"We need to talk. Soon. Come home when you're done with your 'friends'."

Click.

The stress from the situation was almost enough to drain out the explosion behind her. Not enough though.

As her ears rang from the noise and her eyes leaked tears from the stress, Kyoshi turned around towards the sudden intruder and stomped, raising a large amount of debris from behind her as she spoke. "You have ten seconds to explain why I shouldn't end you right now."

She was pissed.
@Xandrya
No but damn would it be kind of funny.

@Crossfire
"Some."

Also, is there anyone else braindead on the Revenant that the ship is keeping alive for me to take as Tibulus' receptacle for brain surgery? Preferably female so I can have some weird shenanigans (Plus then Tibulus can say he's lived his life as a man, skeleton, mushroom, and woman).
"You will both be buried down here," Bonesword chuckled as he lowered his head to the ground once more, the body of vines moving to a malleable form as Charlie moved around the arena, causing a noisy distraction while Bonesword moved silently through the water, being able to see Khaine through his seismic movements while staying on his own. Charlie was causing a bit of interference, but sacrifices had to be made.

A few of the roots in the system underground sprouted up from the dirt as a couple of mineshrooms began to sprout above the ground in several random spots, seemingly systematic to a specific range of the teleportation of Khaine. He could easily dodge the mushrooms underneath the ground, but considering the water was so murky around the group, it was a risk factor of considerable proportions.


Charlie and ???
Charlie was thirsty for combat and was eager to get back into the swing of things. There wasn't a lot that he was commanded to do in the immediate moment aside from getting involved and being a distraction, so aside from both of those things Charlie was free reign to do whatever he desired.

What did he choose? The succulent taste of an ascendant, of course!

Charlie rushed over to Saef's location, the bulb glowing brightly on his back, and let out a mighty roar as the basil-isk lunged at Saef, aiming to devour the angelic human in one single bite. It wasn't the best-case scenario, but it was definitely one of the better cases.
@Xandrya
You're telling me that Amy can't have a xenomorph erupt out of her?
@Xandrya@Crossfire
If I'm understanding this properly...



Edit: Bonus points if it's an alien baby.
"I am," Tibulus said as he took a break from his engraving of the robot head as he looked over at Stryker. "A little bit of a pet project of mine, actually... er... well, it's a bit of a stretch to say 'pet project' when you're trying to make something to perform a brain transplant." This was probably the reason why Tibulus being such a recluse in the cockpit for the last month or two. Understandably so, considering it was such a delicate procedure. Even in this day and age the process was so delicate that the idea of surgery of this caliber was best left up to a robot that could perform a task to the exact measurements of brain matter and everything. "I'm tired of bein' dead, so I'm takin' my life into my own hands. Problem is, I don't have anyone's body to take and use for my own. I need to get that."
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