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A teacher broke up the 'fight'...I call for night expidition into redneck country!!! Just for fun!


Professor Oromake firmly shakes a finger while sliding a map to their location across the table to the student. "And don't forget to return that conspicuous bag full of baseball bats to the P.E. shed!"
I apologize if this inconveniences anyone but I will be backing out of this RP. I'll post in IC to give my character a proper exit.


Just let her fall one one of spot's spots like Alice down the rabbit hole.
Leopold continued to unsuccessfully berate the toothfairy with his usual mile a minute questioning about every topic under the sun, idly carrying the kid and summarily dropping him off in the nurses office. He wanted to ask more, but saw the next student in line to be seen was a girl so went on his way for student sensitivities based on gender identification and preferences. As he exited the nurse's office, his heightened senses caught the flow of traffic in one direction while his radar dishes caught the chanting.

Heaving a sigh, he took another puff of his aerosol and pulled out his phone. First he called a police officer he had on speed dial while their kid went to the school to call in blue support, next came the call to the schools lawyer to remind him the magic words he needed to say. Getting the magic words, he calmly hung up his phone and broke into an all out run.

His spots started shifting and his bones snapped into new places as he realigned his physiology to that of a cheetah to break into a flying sprint with a hop up and over the fence. But it was too late, blows had been struck and powers were used. Perched upon the top of the brick wall to the gated college, he shifted his DNA again as his hair grew out into a thick silver mane and he took a deep breath. The throat is a muscle, and he worked out.

"That is
ENOUGH!"


A roar to be heard for five miles on the open plains could be muffled of distance by all the buildings, but those same buildings made for strong echoes and reverberations in the reduced radius of the roar. His roar contained not just the hundred and fourteen decibel sound, but it also carries the natural infrasound used to stun prey such as the rednecks and students alike. It would hopefully be enough to put a pause in both sides long enough for him to close the distance.

Hopping down, he smoothed out his clothes and approached the crowd after taking another puff of his inhaler for his mind as well as his sore throat. As he walked each footfall was followed by careful breathing and focus as he started opening portals under students feet and a hundred feet away behind school property lines. Thinking of portal, each step of his left foot opened a blue portal, and each step of his right foot opened an orange portal a little to the side of the last one as he removed students one at a time.

"All have the right to lawful athembly with proper permit, but, the bottles are thimple athault and can be grounds for arrest along with inciting a riot. Police are on the way if you wish to remain and file chargeth, otherwise leave in an orderly fashion. You wont get your blood tonight."

Dear gods it hurt like hell to change that fast in succession. He had to pick each word just so to make sure he didn't sound like Sylvester the cat. An English major with a spech impediment, the powers that be were cruel.

He kept his hands behind his back with a leveled eye on everyone around, the remaining protesters and the last few students he hadn't gotten rid of. He'd have to remember to check hands later of all students to see who threw that punch based on any offensive wounds to the first knuckles. For now, he offered himself as the biggest target for the others to look at while the last escaped: a physical mutant unable to hide in society.
so is it earth elemental or clay/stone golem?
The paladn had truly hoped they would listen to his sound advice, but judging by the way he was soaring through the air again without the aid of a mount said otherwise. Raa had jousted before, in tournaments mostly. The three hundred pound orc in a hundred pounds of armor on a horse weighing another thousand pounds, facing off against another three hundred pound knight on a thousand pound horse and with two forces of thirteen hundred pounds each holding a lance that brought all that power to a single point...It hurt like hell getting struck, but it was a survivable blow.

He had the benefit of the elemental's fist being so huge like a warhammer to spread out the damage instead of a spike. All the same, he was thoroughly uprooted from his intended stance and sent soaring into the skeletons. He had the idea, far more curiosity than the brilliant strategy, to ball up as he flew to attempt crashing through a waiting minion in hopes of crushing the bones under his own falling damage. If it worked, he could lash out with a free hand against the remaining skeleton meant to catch him, if they cradled him in their undead embrace, he would try to turn them again now that they were so much closer to his forceful personality.
@El Taco Taco Tnks! Though I'm quite alRight with it having a scar, I can lie to ppl and say I was like a marine once.

@Beatrix Hi!



Paging Dr. House...
Still looks a little too much like Hourman, but I dig he's got a cape on LOL



~KL~


constructive criticisms: 1) add a 3rd color to the scheme, even if it is gold, bronze(darkgold) and black
2) either cut the cape back to the knee or even at an angle for a dynamic look.
"Ith a barbecue bird! Ith a pyromaniac plane! Ith thuper- painful!"

Leopold watched the high octane approach with a bemused sigh. The kid would get a chewing out for using his powers outside the school, they all signed a waiver with their acceptance letter. But when he saw the superhuman faceplant into the tree, even he had to wince. The kid got up out of a mud puddle and got on grounds just to faint.

By the time the others were running to get others, he hopped down off the roof into one black disk and out another. He almost looked more like a leopard seal the way he was weaving out of the leapfrogged 'spots' that derived his namesake as he let gravity and momentum do his work for him. A 50 foot leap became a 25 foot leap which dropped to 12 then at last 6 foot popping hop to cover quite a distance in seconds with no exertion on his part. ~Maybe I should still minor in physics while he has the chance...Oh, right, kid!~ Taking out his inhaler, he breathed in the aerosol 'Ritalin' and tried to focus as Claire arrived

"Hheelllloo nurth! Whacha need?"

She sent a student away to get water while he took up the student himself, his more tightly packed feline muscles taking the boy up easily as he fell in line behind her. For a moment he wondered why he was carrying the kid if she already did her things to him, but he knew better than to question her orders. After all, the most painful thing a medic can do is not heal you.

"Tho, how did it all go?"
♫ I don't wanna grow up,♪ I'm a toys are us kid-♩
*Boop*
"Hello? Yeth, I'm on camputh. No, I didn't wash the assembly. I'm looking in on new-folk. Yeah, bye."
*boop*
Probably the only comp-sci teacher with a clamshell, but he knew his could take a 3 story drop if he jumped around while smart-phones break of they fall 3 feet from your pocket. At the moment, he perched over the steeple of the roof to answer his phone, tail swaying in amusement while also keeping him balanced. He looked down on the kids as he folded a piece of carbon paper with his name and teaching schedule on it into a paper airplane and tossed it to the students below. He hadn't filled his roster just yet so was looking to pad his classrooms to the brim, he did his best to make himself the 'cool teacher' for others to come to.

At 29, he was older than the freshmen but younger than most of the teachers, a fact he is often reminded of. Even if he sunk part of his twelve million into the school, some teachers thought of him as merely buying his way into the faculty. Then again, with his teachers office having a 10X10 plasma screen tv with surround sound just to play games on, some wondered if he hadn't paid enough to endure such childish antics.

He watched the paper airplane dance on the wind, completely distracted by its aerial display until it bopped someone in the head.

"...Oopth!"
Leopold Oromake, Spot by knighthawk (Staff member!)


WOOT!
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