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How about for Beth, she can go invisible, but can't move while she is. All I got for now.
Leo, you here man? Been a little since you lasted posted.
I'll have my character up tonight, probably.
I've just gotten out of school for the summer, so I'd definitely have the time for this. Been meaning to remake one of my older RWBY characters anyhow.

So, yeah, interested.
Got it. Thanks.
Yo, Xen, I'm a bit confused by your post. When does Citrine start speaking?
As Sard took a big gulp of his cola, as he listened to Mel explain herself. Made sense. Frankly, he didn't have much of an idea what human cuisine was anyways. He just liked their fizzy drinks. He did kinda wonder what humanity ate, but at the same time didn't care enough to ask or do any research.

Just then a fuming Obsidian busted through the door to the foyer, and stomped out the door onto the beach. Mel didn't acknowledge him, instead focusing on the commotion that Sard had been at least partly responsible for in the Burning Room. Yeah, whoops, they did kinda have a mission to attend to... Still though, a race did sound kinda fun. "Yeah, I'll race. As long as you're fine with losing, I mean." Sard joked. "I'll go get the Obsidian. Mind taking care of the people in the Burning Room? Forewarning, it's getting all mushy 'violence is wrong' speech-y in there."

With that, Sard waved goodbye to Mel and hopped out onto the patio. He took in the surf and sand, breathing deeply to really get the full experience of outside. This was why he switched sides. That, and there was only one worthwhile person in the entire HomeWorld military, excluding himself, of course. He couldn't wait to get in the forest, and see some of the lush greens. With a grunt, he hit the sand, and quickly took off his shoes to feel the little grains between his feet. With a smile, he walked up to Obsidian.

"Hey, Obsidian, me and Melanite were gonna have a little race to see who can get to Pearl first. Wanna come?" Sard asked.
Sard stared angrily at Halite as he began thinking about what to do. In all honesty, Sard didn't want Halite to surrender. Sard wanted a fight, and a fight Halite would seemingly give. With a bellowing yell, he quickly threw the gem bubbles at them, as a sort of projectile weapon. Sard tapped into his adrenaline for a second, but the Balas reacted quickly, using a sonic blast to slow all the gems to a halt. Balas once again tried to persuade him, an effort that provided useless to no one's surprise. He screamed once again, and prepared to attack... only to be stopped by a gentle voice.

Citrine had reformed rather quickly, a feat he personally thought was a little odd considering her nature. When she had come out, she looked almost the same, a bigger shirt and her hair was reversed. She calmed him down, simply by saying violence was wrong. How foolish. But apparently, it worked on Halite. He dismissed his weapon and began talking to her. "Seriously?" Sard asked, looking around the room. With a grunt, he decided to leave. He clearly wasn't getting what he wanted, so whatever. All he had to do was wait until the mission.

He entered the foyer-type area of the temple. A simple human abode, it seemed. Once he entered, he saw the gem who had left earlier, eating some human food. It didn't look like she was getting very far, though. That gave him an idea as to how to cool off, luckily. "Heh, eating some human food, huh? I don't particularly like the stuff. I enjoy their liquids more." Sard said, opening up the cold fridge, and grabbing a fresh soda off of one of the shelves. He slammed the fridge door, a little to hard, but not causing any permanent damage. "So, what's up?" He asked, popping the cap off the tasty beverage in his hand.
Also waiting on @clanjos. You still there dude?
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