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Discord crashed lads. Can't get back in.
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8 yrs ago
I've opened art commissions up, anyone who wants relatively cheap art PM me here or on Discord: LeeRoy#8459
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11 yrs ago
[quote=@Rilla] DID YOU JUST TRY AND CLOTHESLINE ME, YOU LITTLE SHIT [/quote]
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"If you kill a man, you scorn his wife. If you kill his wife, you scorn her child. If you kill her child, you scorn his village. If you kill his village, you scorn the kingdom. If you kill the kingdom you scorn an empire. If you kill an empire, then who is left?"

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I have posted in the Angar-Rylla thread again, this is gonna be fun.
The com channel shut down and LeeRoy nearly collapsed, clutching his chest. He was certain that somewhere along the line he had a heart attack. This kind of adventure was going to drive him mad. At least the alien party had made an accord, they had opened up their main docking bay and LeeRoy set the ship to auto-pilot. This gave him about three minutes to prepare himself, no, LeeRoy was not going to fight them. A galactic empire tends to have better resources than a guy buying his materials for his armor from questionable sources.

'You got lucky.'

"You're damned right I did."

After catching his breath he sprinted to get his landing suit on, pulling every part of the armor over his body as quickly as possible. LeeRoy had the inkling that the atmosphere was the same, but he also had an inkling that they were a lot stronger than he was. So the suit would at least give him a bit of leverage in that direction. Though, again, if there was someone in this entire empire with a half a mind like his. Then they'd have powered suits as well, for intimidation and combat advantage of course. LeeRoy's suit donned and powered up he was ready to go. If he were on a peaceful mission.

'This plan will backfire.'

"That's a very likely outcome, but if I can get to a place where I can cause enough damage, then I'll be content. I probably won't make it out of the ship in time. That's why I'm leaving my ship on autopilot. I've set it to blast off if my suit's energy signature goes dark, let's hope the walls aren't too thick here. Because that might set the sensors wrong."

'God you're crazy.'

"Am I? Look, these guys mentioned 'Dreamers' okay? In legends about 'Dreamers' if they're woken up, the universe ends. That's it, end of story. Then they go back to sleep and start a new one. Now, one of two things will happen to me if the universe ends. I'll either stop existing. Or I'll be forced to live through the destruction and creation of a new universe. NEITHER WOULD BE PLEASANT!"

'Alright! Calm down! I see your point!'

The scientist composed himself, the pressure was equalizing in the ship and gravity was being restored. He only had a minute left. The forearms of the suit slid upwards and two rectangular compartments showed themselves, LeeRoy tucked a pound of C4 into both sides. Then sealing them off so they couldn't be opened from the other side without some effort. He tapped a button on the chest and it slid outward, LeeRoy placed all 20 of his custom explosive plates into this compartment and did the same thing.

'So what? You're gonna just blow yourself up?'

"Hopefully it won't come to that, but just in case I do have to resort to that I'll just make a wish."

'You hate those.'

"I know." The visor on his helmet darkened to the gold color often seen on astronaut helmets, this was to protect from Ultraviolet light in most cases. But LeeRoy needed it on to keep his cool. If they couldn't see his face, then they couldn't see how nervous he was. Which, let me tell you something, even immortals get nervous when torture could be just around the corner. LeeRoy walked up to the console and pulled out the most recent 200 years worth of data, knowing full well it would prove completely useless to them. He hadn't been back in his galaxy for the duration of this data card, so there was no risk of Earth being in the sights of the imperial gun. He hoped. As his ship came into dock he stepped up to the depressurization gateway that equalized the atmospheres in both ships. His suit registered a slight flux of gravity based solely on the size of the planet so it adjusted to compensate.

'Why do you care about this version of Earth? It's not YOUR Earth, it's another Earth.'

"Because millions of lives are still millions of lives, Voidman. I won't be held responsible for their deaths because I was careless."

'You're not as evil as I think you are.'

"I fear death, Voidman. I wouldn't wish it upon anyone who wasn't my enemy. Why do you think I wished for eternal life?"

'Fear.'

"Bingo."

The door opened and it was precisely as LeeRoy had theorized, power armored super soldiers. Sometimes he wanted his own soldiers to be immortal, so he could bring them along with him. The man stepped down from his ship and into the domain of what he can only assume is the lair of a cosmic evil villain. Not the first time, probably not the last. "Aha, I like your armor. Give my compliments to the workers who slaved over it, they're sure to love the praise about their work. And you, ma'am, I'm assuming that you are the one who I spoke to on the com? The scientist Salandra, correct?"
Post is up.
The strength in his left leg just wasn't enough to move the gigantic terror beneath him, and his forelegs were feeling awfully numb. This was not going well, and Sukoh was starting to feel lightheaded. At this point he was unable to keep his left eye open, the pain was so great in that half of his face. With broken bones and a burning ache inside of his skull he was going to lose at this rate. What to do, what to do? There was something that bears did when they had a grip on something, but sometimes it would cause severe pain in their neck from doing it. Hell, at this point Sukoh was feeling nothing but pain, a little bit more wouldn't cause much of an issue. With teeth wrapped around this thing's pelvis and jaw locked in position, Sukoh began to rock his head back and forth slowly.

The rocking quickly turned into a violent head thrashing, his teeth and mouth tightening around the lower half of the tanar'ri. This would be a gambit that could cost him his life, Sukoh didn't care about his own life. Nothing mattered to Sukoh but the lives of others, not even his own well being. Even if he causes the damage this attack intends to do, it might be for nothing, since he's taken so many deep and grievous wounds. But none of that mattered, Sukoh was going to kill this thing no matter how great the cost. If he didn't stop it then the dragon would have to, and the Dragon didn't need two enemies to fight at the same time. Especially one as strong as this. So Sukoh's attack did not relent, it did not cease!

Every one of his injuries was burning hot right now, the blood was flowing from them like a fountain. Head spinning and shaking he could barely think straight, and yet he persisted. The horns digging so deeply into his body that he could feel them scraping against the bone, his claws were cutting at his tendons and arteries. Making all of his weight drop down on top of him even moreso, unable to support himself as fully anymore. At this point his head was basically twitching so violently that his entire body was wobbling, from head to hindquarters his body shook. With all this force being applied shaken around Sukoh had full intent of tearing the monster in half. And if this is left alone it will in fact happen, and that's all Sukoh can hope for at this point. Even if he failed, the monster would be crippled from having its bones crushed in the iron clad grip of Sukoh's jaw.
Ah, well I just read through your CS, and I've come to find the knowledge that your bones are only as hard as rock. Which is not stronger than steel.

I'll have a post up shortly. The lifting motion is moot at this point, since the creature won't relent its grip. Sukoh can't move upwards without his grip loosening, so I'll think of something.
And about the muscles, I have stated that. Did you miss the parts where large chunks of flesh have been ripped out?

Because that's been mentioned.
Yeah, and depleted uranium strike plates.

Now back to the issue at hand.

When I asked before, Khan, I asked specifically if both his flesh and bones were not stronger than steel.

Which you said was correct.

Now, are you saying that it was incorrect?
The M1 tank is made of a complex composite armor, comprised of layers of:
Steel
Ceramic
Plastics

They're surprisingly lightweight given their appearances, but that's due to the composite nature of its plating. Rather than pure metal they're made up of thicker layers of material to compromise and allow for better overall protection.

I know how they work, ASTA.
Mind mentioning that? Because withholding that kind of information can make or break an RP. Because this next post would go totally different without that information.
But, as he stated when asked, his characters bones and flesh are not tougher than steel.
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