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"We all got teleported here while you were fighting Ganon. It's a beach, that's all I can tell." Bee replied. "I figured, as long as we're here, we may as well take a break, right? We just fought an evil overlord, so I'd say we earned an hour to play around, right?" he asked, grinning.
Guts heard a voice telling him to get down. Those militia men must have been hostile all along. Guts got angry; the situation went South way, way too fast. With a growl, he grabbed the oversized sword on his back, and swung in a wide arc towards the direction of the voice. Even the Dragonslayer's impressive length, however, wasn't quite enough to reach Orochi. Gritting his teeth, he braced the blade on his metal arm, and faced roughly where the sound came from. Holding it horizontally, he charged. The blade would serve well as an oversized lariat. Well, provided he could hit.
I'm tempted to join this RP, I'll be Cir- Oh....nevermind then....-sigh- well then, time to decide on which OC to use, that IS allowed, right? As in, a character who's appearance I take on and get his powers asnd abilities and what not.
That's not what an OC is, but several of us are using OC's.
Guts - Siberian Research Facility Guts ascended the stairs after some time of searching. Maybe there was a map in the warehouse he missed, or at least some supplies to keep warm. "What's this fog?" he asked, reaching the top. As soon as he entered the thick mist, his eyes began to burn, and he coughed uncontrollably. Poison! he thought, stumbling. He ran, tripping, through the fog, knocking over several forms until landing on his side, unable to move. At this point, he was more or less blind, and swung his iron fist around, standing on one knee.
"DUDE IT'S REALLY HOT OUT. OF COURSE I UNDID THE TOP BUTTONS." Bee yelled, waving around his arm. "Hell, I'd be going around in swim trunks if we had them."
"I was trying to cheer up Cirno with ice cream and then he tried to kidnap me." Bee pointed at the cowboy with his cyber-arm.
Bee rode the momentum of his grappling hook, and flew from the pod, flipping around and landing feet first on Ajax, the boxer's might completely stopping his momentum. He hopped off of his pecs, and stepped into the water. "Ice cream? Yeah, I was gonna get us ice cream. You want some?" he offered the fighter.
Bee stood up, an unfitting scowl marring his face. He lifted his fist, and a robotic voice was heard, saying "limiters removed. Support gear unlocked." The robotic hand shot out on a length of chain, grappling the doorway. Retracting the chain, Bee zipped towards the exit, flipping off the cowboy and clown as he exited.
"Wait, that baton" was all Bee had time to say before his muscles clenched, knocking him to the floor. Hours of his life wasted with pixelated sociopaths and science came flooding back to him. This was the tool of the trade for shitcurity. "F-F-F-F-F-F-FUUU-C-C-CK-K-K." he shouted, as the clown and cowboy grabbed either end. "No, no, this never ends well. Fuck, Okuu, Ajax! Don't let the clown take me!"
Bee watched as the clown approached him. Something in his gut told him clowns in all manner to be avoided, but it was probably nothing. "You want some ice cream too, clown? I don't think I can afford much, but three cones should be no problem." he said, pocketing his wallet.
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