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Current I published a book! jlbrightman.itch.io/ko-luhn…
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7 yrs ago
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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Sukoh ain't seeing shit, Sukoh's asleep.
"Miss"
Dude, is nobody aware of the fact that season 12 started recently?
See, LeeRoy had actually been laying in the back of the ship staring at the roof. Can't sleep, remember? This entire time he had been ignoring Maxwell's shouting, focusing entirely on the wound inflicted upon his face. At this point he was certain that he was going to have to transfer into the new body once he ensured its safety. Uncertain of Maxwell's reaction to such a thing he would have to keep it secretive. Knowing how some religious extremists react to cloning and stuff along the lines of full cerebral transfer. Could not risk having his new body being destroyed, that would honestly be disastrous.

LeeRoy got up from his chambers and headed to the main console again, doing a full diagnostic of the ship's condition. Not at all to his surprise, it was grim. Even with Maxwell's help it would take a number of days to repair. Anyway, Maxwell returned to the ship with an unnecessary amount of meat. To this point, LeeRoy simply nodded, no longer addressing the absurdity of the situation. Rather, he focused on two small metallic tubes that Maxwell had brought along for the ride.

Two brass cylinders, looking rather aged and probably from some outdated mechanism. Intrigued by this, LeeRoy stood up from the console. Wandering up to the door the scientist leaned in a bit to get a closer inspection of these mysterious metal cylinders. In his head, he thought quite a number of things. Perhaps Maxwell knew what his fuel source was and these were canisters of uranium. That would be wonderful, because that would take so long to explain why he needed it. Then he realized exactly what his enormous companion had really brought back.

Train whistles.

'Train whistles?'

"Train whistles." LeeRoy stated with absolutely no emotion to his new dry and deep voice. "You brought back train whistles. Rather than anything of use for repairing this ship, you brought back train whistles." Nodding silently to himself he turned around and put his hand in his beard, scratching at his chin underneath. "I would say I'm surprised, although that would be a falsehood. So, let's try something else. Why did you bring back train whistles?"
Relatively speaking, yeah, but we're not going for OP characters. Really, we don't need that many high tiers yo.

Try an intermediate at first.
I will review it in a bit, doing somethin' else at the moment.
Fleeing the scene so quickly while bidding a hasty and totally incorrect apology, that was definitely Drag. The lumbering giant did not move, nor did he bother checking the wounds from today. Not enough motivation to worry himself with wounds that would just heal up eventually. Today had been an odd day, two wizards fought and Sukoh assumes that one of them is dead. Then his closest friend appears out of nowhere and then totally vanishes into thin air, though that's not out of character for him, Sukoh didn't see that as odd. It was the showing up part that was odd. What's next? Some kind of space ship just crashing on him?

Yeah, that'd be about his luck. Within recent history he has actually died, so severe internal hemorrhaging from a large object landing on him doesn't seem too far out of realistic outlook on the near future. Ah well, Sukoh's tired, the bear's had a pretty long day overall. With a few struggled groans he flipped himself over onto his stomach and laid his head down on the concrete road. Like before, the great bear decided that rest was his best choice right now. May as well get some rest before the next unreasonably angry person appears.
Koka, it was Bushido who asked where dark characters should fight.

Heads up.
Anyone who goes to Necropoli heed this warning: There is some kind of force that causes people to fucking explode at random intervals.
Ships are REALLY only supposed to be used for backdrops, just saying.
Hey, guys. You're describing a thing that already exists.



Rock Hard Gladiators, you should check out some of their videos.
It's disappointing how many people don't know what Red vs Blue is.

Anyway, Yoshua's the orange guy. He hasn't been posting Gifs.
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