If you're buying "health food bars" make sure you check the sugar content. A little natural sugar is normal, but it ain't heathy if it has 20g added sugar.
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Being a small pepper.
1 yr ago
Just shout to the heavens "UWOH SEGGS" and wait for divine inspiration. Or your family's disapproval. Whichever gets there first.
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1 yr ago
I love when I shovel myself out, drive through a snowstorm to get to work on time... and then my boss calls me 5 minutes after when I was supposed to arrive that he's not coming in and to go home...
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Facts about me: 1. I like writing. 2. I like cats. 3. I like RWBY. (#Yangbestgril) 4. I am 30 years old... 5. I have graduated college. 6. I'm trying to get better at drawing. 7. I'm a dude. 8. I eat far too much cheese. 9. I watched a Markiplier video once. Now I have a crippling Taki addiction. Don't send help, just more Takis.
He was amused by Rachel's reaction to the handshake. She said nothing, but he could see the confusion as she had to adapt to shaking his left instead of his right. Not only had she been totally willing to shake the giant, three-fingered limb-crusher he had attached to his right shoulder, but she was almost definitely reading into why he'd used his left too much. Well, as funny as he found it, she was a bit too mouthy for her own good, so he'd let her think what she wanted for now.
Reisus meanwhile did as he'd asked... but not spectacularly. Not much for first impressions, that one. Oh well.
Whilst pondering the possibility of laser beams, they were not long after contacted by the masterminds behind all this -- Moonstrike. Time to get to business then.
"Oh, so it's easy then. Fly into the midst of a planetary revolution and break into a crashed prison ship. Piece o' cake. So are we goin' in hot or doing this all stealthy like?" He crossed his arms. "I'd like to know how much ordinance to bring." The girls' concerns were well founded, but one way or another they were expected to do this mission at the end of the day. He needed to know how many heads he was expected to pop in order to get them all out alive.
"Must be a big deal though, sending out troops in power armor. Not holding back. We never got any o' that in the outer colonies." He might still have some of his limbs if they had...
Vera's jaw dropped as the nut vendor began chasing her. Who was this creep!? She picked up her pace and ducked into the women's bathroom. It was at the tail end of the bathroom rush, so the line didn't extend outside the bathroom anymore, but the stalls inside were all full with one other woman waiting her turn semi-patiently.
She had three to five minutes before she was alone and everyone got distracted by the upcoming match, she figured. That wasn't as much time as she liked to process what the hell was going on. Her head was still spinning for... some reason. It took her a moment before what happened came back to her. A nut vendor had told her to go with him... and for a moment she had considered it. That was concerning.
A woman finished her business and made her way out, letting the woman who had been waiting take her turn.
Vera had to assume she'd been the victim of some form of suggestion. Fortunately not an overpowering one or who knew what would have happened. She could have been kidnapped.
Kidnapped? She groaned. She only knew of one person who had a hard-on for kidnapping right now. She quickly pulled out her phone, flipping through her contacts, seeing if anyone on it was in a position to help her. The answer was no. Andras and Wolf were tied up with the tournament and... no... no she was absolutely not contacting Seth. Why was he still in her phone?!
She shook her head, swallowing hard as another woman made her way out of the bathroom, like grains of sand falling through an hourglass.
OK, she was on her own then. Time to hedge her bets. She furiously tapped at her phone before stuffing it into her shirt. She then discreetly pulled out her pepper-spray wand, and waited for the next few women to head out. Safety in numbers, right? As the next person exited the bathroom, she followed closely behind.
Not that witnesses had helped last time, but a packed stadium was a lot different from a mildly busy street... she hoped.
Vera sighed as the vendor stopped by her. Neither wolf nor Andras were in the middle of a match just yet. Andras's was about to start, but until something exciting happened, she was busy telling someone on the internet that they were wrong. She didn't even glance up from her phone at the offer of nuts.
"No thank you..." she offered the bare minimum politeness, before he was even half-way done speaking. But then he kept talking. Good for the skin? What the hell? Now she was getting annoyed. She grit her teeth. "Look, don't you know how to take no for an answe-" She looked up from her phone and froze.
Her eyes pretty much glassed over as she was told to follow him. But... she didn't move.
'Yes, a nice walk. Do what the nice man says.'
'But Andras's match is about to start. She probably wants me to watch... or something.'
'Just obey-'
'Obey?! Since when do I obey anyone?!'
'Listen-'
"NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO!" Vera suddenly shouted, practically at the top of her lungs... out loud. "What?" She blinked in total bewilderment. A few people were staring at her. "Uhhh... I need to pee!" She bolted to her feet and stormed off int he direction of the bathrooms. Great, now she looked like a crazy person. What had just happened?!
"Well what can I say? You learn to be friendly real fast when your only other option's bleedin' out," he told the boy, Eldrid and then just listened to his story of how the Ascendancy had gotten its hands on him.
When Kelan noticed the look on Orky's face, he was wondering if he should say something, but fortunately he quite literally snapped himself out of it. Eldrid made another good point then. Cybernetics or not, they all had something in common, something that had led them all to this ship.
"Well said. Hell, I reckon there ain't enough forks on this ship to get us through all our issues," Kelan said with a small chuckle. He was more at peace with his past than most, but he still had his baggage.
At that moment, he detected the smell of... smoke. It was faint, mostly being taken care of by the ship's air scrubbers, but it was there nonetheless. Perfect.
"Hey, Reisus! Quit creepin' an get your ass out here 'fore I drag you out!" He figured the kids ought to know everyone that was on the ship. "It won't kill you to show yer face a second!"
"Pal, maybe alcohol poisoning's not the best greeting for our new friends here..." Kelan looked at Eldrid sympathetically. 'Brave kid... or stupid.' It was up in the air for the time being, though he supposed being a former "super-soldier" meant he probably leaned toward the former.
He was honestly more thrown off by Rachel though. As he shook her hand, using his left, she made a comment about his muscles... or lack thereof. How forward of her. "Well now, it's a figure o' speech darlin, but I'm sure you knew that." She'd amused him by just how thoroughly she'd broken the ice there. She may as well have used a wrecking ball. "I just mean to say I'm this ship's front line." Oh sure, Orky still had some actual muscle left to flex, and plenty of it apparently, and Reisus seemed to be a fighter of some sort, but none of them struck him as soldiers. Not like he had been at any rate.
"And 'sides, I still have abs..." He pondered for a moment. "Well, most of 'em anyway."
He glanced again at Stella. She'd said her name and nothing else. Kindred spirit maybe, but he had a feeling she wasn't going to make it easy. He was pretty shocked, honestly. Her cybernetics looked very extensive. Perhaps more so than his. There was no appropriate way for him to find out of course, unless she ever felt like telling.
"Well anyhow, there's actually one more person in the room needs introducing," he told them. He lifted up his arm so everyone could see the large tubes that ran along it. Inside was what looked almost like a viscous liquid or gel... that was moving. "My roommate Tee, here. It's a long story, but we got blown up at the same time and been together ever since. Silly Tayanen took a likin' to me I guess." It was always a awkward affair explaining that he had another living being in his arm, but it would save them from a panic attack if they ever saw him crawling around on his own.
'Why did the polite boy drink the liquid? It seems like an... strange choice.' Tee struggled over his words for a moment before deciding on strange.
'Well I think you said it right there, pal. Probably bein' cordial.'
"He says hi," Kelan spoke aloud again. The look on his face betrayed that was indeed not what had been said. He then looked down at the arm. "Come on now, wave to the kids..." An awkward moment passed before- THWACK! The arm suddenly shot up, smacking Kelan across the face before waving to the newcomers. "Son of a b- Be more careful!" He groaned, clutching his aching jaw. "At least half o' that's still real..."
(If y'all thought I wasn't making a new name thing for this you were sorely mistaken)
Kelan had found himself in an awkward position. Strapped down with both his arms removed and some half-wit rummaging through his gear. When over half your body was mechanical, alcohol tended to go through your system really fast. It seemed he'd become the prey instead of the predator due to his... excessive intoxication. Oops.
"Listen. I'm sure this has all been just one big misunderstandin'. Let me go and I won't hurt you. Promise," he said to the guy. The man, one of a large band of pirates, looked up only to scoff at him. Judging by his especially greasy appearance, he must have been the band's mechanic. He was probably trying to make sense of Kelan's equipment. 'Yeah, good luck with that, pal. We'll be here all year. Hey, I think it's time you took a weight off his shoulders, know what I mean?' He glanced over at the containment arm, where it lay on a table.
"Well, I'm real sorry to hear that," Kelan said to the pirate and then stared at him expectantly. The pirate just raised an eyebrow as the growing awkward silence ticked by. "Oh come on, you're embarrassing me in front of the pirate!" Kelan turned and shouted at his arm.
Finally, with a mechanical whir, the arm sprang to life. The next thing anyone knew, the pirate flew up and smashed into the ceiling before crashing back down to the floor. Then the lever controlling the slab he was strapped to was thrown, releasing him.
"Shucks, I dunno why they saw the need to tie me down. I was perfectly 'armless," he chuckled to himself. He then knelt down, the arm containing Tee crawled over to him and swung into place, the arm reconnecting itself with a series of clicks. "Much better." He then retrieved his other arm and reattached it similarly.
He then looked over his armor. "Well, least they were kind enough not to scratch the paint," he mused before activating it, the plates snapping open so he could step into it. "'Fraid I can't afford to be so kind in return..."
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"Well then I reckon I must've set off something, because when I walked into the hallway there were at least six of 'em waitin' for me," Kelan regaled the crew. He'd paused to acknowledge the captain as she disembarked to find their "cargo" before continuing. "Now I couldn't tell if they were more surprised that I escaped or that I was in my armor. In hindsight I think they were more surprised by the armor. Can't blame 'em honestly. Now, I won't go into detail there cause it got little messy, but here's where it gets interesting." He grinned. It was time for the climax of his tall tale. In his defense, his stories usually contained a few grains of truth. It was just a question of how many.
"Now remember, I told you I'd been hired to get rid of these pirates, and well, pirates have ships. So after that, before anyone else could find me, I made my way to their ship's hangar. Now they had a big 'ol ship, big enough for me to climb into one of the engine exhausts. Led me right to the main engine compartment. I rigged it so it'd go up in flames the next time they fired her up," he then broke out into laughter. "Now imagine my face when not five seconds later that baby started purrin- . . . the hell?"
And just like that he dropped the story, staring wide-eyed at the people their captain brought back on board with her.
"Why they're practically children," he mumbled to himself in surprise. His jaw nearly dropped at the sight of the girl with mechanical limbs. 'What is it about this ship that attracts people like me. We got me, the ork guy, a bonafide AI robot, and now this girl?'
He made room for the newcomers to find seats and get fed, for now giving them just a nod of the head in greeting. After they were seated, he listened to what they had to say until one of them asked how much they knew.
"Well missy, I figure not nearly enough. Cap'n never told us you were youngins, that's for darn sure. Got me thinkin' there's a whole mess o' things we don't know at this point," he told her. "On that note, why don't we get introductions outta the way. Call me Kelan. I guess you could say I'm the muscle 'round here."
Rurik gingerly touched his cheekbones. He'd taken a nasty hit. One of his last opponents had been particularly tough. He'd mostly, OK entirely, been on defense in every round so far. "Defense." Which was to say he'd stayed near Bak and let her do most of the work. Rurik's greatest achievements so far had been distracting their opponents until they forgot to pay attention to Bak, allowing her to shoot them. This generally left the enemy team reduced enough for Christine to easily handle stealing their flag.
He was sort of annoyed now, though. He supposed he shouldn't have expected to get out of this unscathed, but he'd nearly been KO'd in their last match, his team having to save him. He didn't want to be there to begin with, and he was being reminded why. Winning just meant he had to fight again. But losing on purpose was harder to justify when he was on a team... Especially when he didn't hate anyone on his team this time.
The point of all this was to say that stress and frustration were mounting and his motivation was starting its dive off a cliff.
And then Bak said something about really wanting to win this match in particular. Her timing was just oh so perfect...
Unfortunately for her, he just didn't really feel it in him to "give it his all" as Christine put it. A fact that may or may not have been clear on his face as he stood there, shoulders sagging and hands pocketed.
Kelan was a highly motivated individual with a strong desire to do the right thing. One could argue he was downright patriotic. However, he also had a strong sense of individuality. These two sides of himself clashed. The moment he was old enough, he enlisted and even earned an early promotion. However, that strong personality of his also earned him a posting in the middle of nowhere on the far, far edge of Ascendancy space.
In that particular pocket of space, oversight was weak and humans could even be found mingling with aliens, even living side by side to a degree. It had been pretty much accepted that if the aliens wanted to, they would just take the worlds back, so the Ascendancy turned a blind eye to the comings and goings on those worlds.
The worlds in question were two within the same green zone of a sun. One could even travel between them with weak engines in a reasonable time frame, though most important trips still used some form of warp engine.
After some time, Kelan earned a command posting, leading patrols from one planet to the other and managing squad movements. He wasn't even second in command at the base, but it was still a step onward and upward in his mind. For the most part, they helped subdue smuggling operations that were out of the scope of local law enforcement, and other such things. It was a quiet posting, and unbearably dull most days.
While there, he'd begun to mingle with the populace. One was a Tayanen whose curiosity had led him to travel there seeking a quiet place to see new sights. While originally harassed by more xenophobic troops, Kelan escorted him into the colony. Another was the base's head nurse, Lilura Nimue. She seemed attracted to his almost unrivaled martial skill among the troops, and he... was just attracted. He liked to regale her with exaggerated tales of his training and what few operations he actually got to undertake.
While boring, it was peaceful. He could enjoy his time there and feel he was doing his duty. For a time.
A group of extremists fired up by the ever increasing tensions between humans and aliens launched an assault on the world's, overtaking one of the settlements. The garrison launched a counter attack, and Kelan was at the head of one squad.
To his surprise, the Tayanen had also volunteered to help. Revealing he was a warrior and skilled magic user, they couldn't exactly afford to say no. Between Kelan and the Tayanen, they had been making excellent progress, but the final hurdle nearly proved too much.
They'd wheeled out a rigged starship cannon and were using it as a makeshift artillery piece. The Tayanen has used himself as a shield to help Kelan get close, aiming to disable it... but instead it was turned upon them. The Tayanen's thick shell was the only reason they survived, but their part in the battle was over. Luckily, they'd gotten their force close enough, and the rest of the garrison was able to repel the raiders and their cannon.
It's unclear if the Tayanen was fully aware of its actions after that, but it managed to keep Kelan stable. What little was left crawled over to him, able to slow his bleeding, but it was otherwise totally confused.
However, with it keeping him conscious, Kelan's instruction allowed both to stay alive until retrieved by medics. He'd lost three-and-a-half of his limbs. The Tayanen was also horribly damaged, most of itself lost. Most figured he would eventually join together with other Tayanen, but instead he seemed to panic whenever they tried to take him too far from Kelan.
It was here that things got interesting for Kelan. Lilura had taken a special interest in his case, spending more time with him than any doctor or surgeon. It was then that she got into his head. She told him that his career was over as it was. He wasn't important enough in the Ascendancy's eyes. They'd ship him home, give him low quality bitoech prosthetics, and that would more than likely be it.
She told him that this didn't have to be the case, that she knew people who could not just build him back up, but make him stronger than ever. That he could keep fighting if he wanted to. And so, once he was able to be moved, he and the Tayanen went on a trip with her. It turned out she'd been speaking of her uncle, Dr. Jakome Tubal Nimue, a brilliant but somewhat unhinged cybernetics engineer.
At this point, it had also become clear that his mind was linked with the Tayanen's. Perhaps because they were both connected to the same piece of machinery, or perhaps because of the Tayanen's, albeit greatly reduced, magical ability, though it's injuries had caused it to forget most of its magic. Either way, the two didn't have to speak aloud to communicate. And yet their conversations are no faster than usual due to the poor Tayanen's... debilitation.
And so Jakome had an... unusual idea. While designing Kelan's prosthetics, he designed an extra arm that could function as a container for the Tayanen. A prosthetic shell one could say. It already needed to be larger to accommodate the alien, and so it was also terrifyingly strong, though Kelan's other limbs were already superhuman in their strength as it was.
In the end though, it wasn't just his limbs. Over half his body was now grafted to cybernetics, and until the procedure, he'd been totally blind. It wasn't just due to his injuries either. In order to withstand the power of his own new limbs, the doctor had needed to reinforce his body.
And yet... with all his new power, when he returned home, they turned their noses up at him. He was an abomination in their eyes “sacrificing the human form.” And he got angry. He'd gone through hell for them and then put himself through it again so he could come back to them.
He went back to Lilura and Jakome who had a new proposition for him. If he still wanted to fight, they could give him the tools to do so, and he could forge his own path. His suspicions finally peaked at this. It was all too charitable. He realized he'd been manipulated. They knew he'd be turned away from the Ascendancy if he went down this road.
They'd just wanted a test subject.
Oh, he took them up on their offer. They gave him a cutting edge armored suit: The Belial. Hardened, multi-layered armor more akin to what a battleship would have that would withstand anything short of a tank, integrated weapon systems, and a mighty sensor array.
They gave it to him and he went on his way. Of course, they never expected him to go radio silent soon after.
It was a tricky situation for him though. Following years spent as a mercenary, The Belial had... had a rough time of it. Many of its functions had been... disabled. Which was to say that they'd been blown up and he hadn't been able to fix them. He'd learned a lot from the doctor, and more still due to having to maintain his own limbs and The Belial, but he couldn't put everything back together when it broke.
And so The Belial had just become a really, really strong suit of armor rather than a high-tech war machine. And yet, that was still more than enough to leave him as one of the most deadly mercenaries in the galaxy. If you let him tell it, he was the deadliest, but, well, his habit of talking a big game had only gotten worse over time.
Important items: “Tee”: The Tayanen who lives in his right arm. He was once a strong, intelligent, skilled magic-user. Now he barely remembers his name and is totally dependent on Kelan, both physically and emotionally. He has forgotten most of his magic, and now can only briefly manipulate gravity. He must have also known mind magic once upon a time, as it seems he has linked his mind to Kelan's, though it's unclear if he's aware he did this. A working theory is that the strain of linking their minds exacerbated the loss of most of his magic.
Heavy Containment Unit: Kelan usually has an over-sized mechanical right arm, that doubles as Tee's new shell. It is brutally powerful, though it sacrifices some precision. He can remove the arm, allowing Tee full control of it to crawl around. The three fingers can split into six for a bit more dexterity or just making it easier for Tee to crawl around.
Belial Suit: A powerful suit of armor that is effectively immune to small arms fire and integrates with Kelan's cybernetics, though does not cover his right arm when he uses the containment unit. It has a shoulder mounted cannon with variable firing modes. Burst fire: Three round burst of high-caliber ammo. Sniper Cannon: Single-shot, long range, extremely high-caliber armor piercing. Impact Grenade: Single-shot, medium-range, impact explosive. Can disable light vehicles.
It's seen better days, as the worn and faded paint might suggest. Many of its functions and systems have been lost or disabled. Remaining functional systems: Advanced optics: The head of the suit contains long range, telescopic vision and night vision. Micro-thrusters: For use in vacuum so that it doesn't get stranded in space. Has other uses if you're creative enough. Turbo: In emergencies it can supercharge for a short time at the risk of overheating and cooking Kelan alive – a detriment that didn't previously exist, but those subsystems are now gone too.
Rotary Rifle: His main weapon. It is a high-caliber semi-automatic rifle with multiple barrels. This allows it to rapidly fire powerful ammunition without slagging the barrel. Can fire all barrels at once at the cost of greatly lowered rate of fire.
Kelan can also load the gun with Plasma Core rounds for harder targets, though these will damage the gun over time no matter how many barrels it has to rotate through.
Exceptional Skills List: Exceptional Strengthx3: Due to his cybernetic limbs, he's obscenely strong and, combined with his soldier training, deadly in a hand-to-hand fight.
Exceptional Aim: His cybernetics include visual optics that help with his already great skill with a gun and his hands never shake. When connected to the Belial, he can aim accurately for miles.
Exceptional Endurance: With so many mechanical parts, he doesn't really get tired as easily since he has fewer muscles to get fatigued. However, bleeding out is always a worry... if you can actually get that far.
Exceptional Mechanic: As someone half, and then some, machine and with a habit of getting shot at, he's learned to maintain himself and his weapons. Over the years this translated itself to being able to work with a wide variety of mechanical devices.
Exceptional Willpower: Between the cybernetic augments in his head and the trauma he's survived, he's forged an iron will and doesn't break easily. If he does break, though, it's not pretty.
Magic: Gravity Shift: His Tayanen remembers one thing about magic, the ability to alter gravity to push things around. He creates a sudden, often violent shift in gravity that can send things, and people, flying. Sometimes. When Tee gets his sh*t together.
Short Bio: During a skirmish when he was younger, he was fighting alongside a Tayanen. With their shells, the Tayanen made the perfect mobile wall to hide behind -- until the heavy artillery came out. Kelan suffered severe injuries and burns, and the loss of three and a half limbs. The Tayanen was... almost pasted. What little was left crawled over to him, able to slow his bleeding, but it was otherwise totally confused.
However, with it keeping him conscious, his instruction allowed both to stay alive until retrieved by medics. He wasn't so much healed as he was... put back together. The Tayanen was also horribly damaged, most of itself lost. Most figured he would eventually join together with other Tayanen, but instead he seemed to panic whenever they tried to take him too far from Kelan. And so they had an... unusual idea. Instead of just a normal cybernetic prosthetic, a mechanized containment unit was created for his right arm that the Tayanen could live in.
It soon became clear that their minds were now linked. Perhaps because they were both connected to the same piece of machinery, or perhaps because of the Tayanen's, albeit greatly reduced, magical ability. It had long ago been grafted to a Kaisoken, though it's injuries had caused it to forget most of its magic.
Either way, the two don't have to speak aloud to communicate. And yet their conversations are no faster than usual due to the poor Tayanen's... debilitation.
Important items: “Tee”: The Tayanen who lives in his right arm. He was once a strong, intelligent, skilled magic-user. Now he barely remembers his name and is totally dependent on Kelan, both physically and emotionally. He has forgotten most of his magic, and now can only briefly manipulate gravity. He must have also known mind magic once upon a time, as it seems he has linked his mind to Kelan's, though it's unclear if he's aware he did this. A working theory is that the strain of linking their minds exacerbated the loss of most of his magic.
Heavy Containment Unit: Kelan usually has an over-sized mechanical right arm, that doubles as Tee's new shell. It is brutally powerful, though it sacrifices some precision. He can remove the arm, allowing Tee full control of it to crawl around.
Belial Suit: A powerful suit of armor that is effectively immune to small arms fire and integrates with Kelan's cybernetics, though does not cover his right arm when he uses the containment unit. It has a shoulder mounted cannon with variable firing modes. Mainly burst-fire, sniper-cannon, and impact cannon which fires a medium-range explosive.
Rotary Rifle: His main weapon. It is a high-caliber semi-automatic rifle with multiple barrels. He can load all barrels at once to make it function like a shot-gun, though this drastically reduces the rate of fire.
Exceptional Skills List: Exceptional Strengthx3: Due to his cybernetic limbs, he's obscenely strong and, combined with his soldier training, deadly in a hand-to-hand fight.
Exceptional Aim: His cybernetics include visual optics that help with his already great skill with a gun and his hands never shake. When connected to the Belial, he can aim accurately for miles.
Exceptional Endurancex2: With so many mechanical parts, he doesn't really get tired as easily since he has fewer muscles to get fatigued. However, bleeding out is always a worry... if you can actually get that far.
Exceptional Willpower: Between the cybernetic augments in his head and the trauma he's survived, he's forged an iron will and doesn't break easily. If he does break, though, it's not pretty.
Magic: Gravity Shift: His Tayanen remembers one thing about magic, the ability to alter gravity to push things around. He creates a sudden, often violent shift in gravity that can send things, and people, flying. Sometimes. When Tee gets his sh*t together.
Facts about me:
1. I like writing.
2. I like cats.
3. I like RWBY. (#Yangbestgril)
4. I am 30 years old...
5. I have graduated college.
6. [s]I'm trying to get better at drawing.[/s]
7. I'm a dude.
8. I eat far too much cheese.
9. I watched a Markiplier video once. Now I have a crippling Taki addiction. Don't send help, just more Takis.
[s]Various[/s], relevant link[s]s[/s]:
[url]https://www.fanfiction.net/u/1700005/KillamriX88[/url]
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Facts about me:<br>1. I like writing.<br>2. I like cats.<br>3. I like RWBY. (#Yangbestgril)<br>4. I am 30 years old...<br>5. I have graduated college.<br>6. <span class="bb-s">I'm trying to get better at drawing.</span><br>7. I'm a dude.<br>8. I eat far too much cheese.<br>9. I watched a Markiplier video once. Now I have a crippling Taki addiction. Don't send help, just more Takis.<br><br><span class="bb-s">Various</span>, relevant link<span class="bb-s">s</span>:<br><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/u/1700005/KillamriX88">https://www.fanfiction.net/u/1700005/KillamriX88</a><br><br><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://c.tenor.com/mHezXR7aUPcAAAAC/fu-hua-herrscher-of-sentience.gif" /></div></div>
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