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4 yrs ago
Current The longer you spend awake the less time you spend asleep.
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Every hour spent not eating is an hour spent getting hungrier.
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7 yrs ago
Cats are like dogs. Except dogs are better.
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7 yrs ago
Oh boy! Oh BOY! It's almost time for MHW: Iceborne.
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Thank goodness Outsider was alright. Though Silvia wasn't sure how the two separate bodies worked, she understood that it meant he was completely fine. "I'm glad you're ok." Silvia said with a smile, though her expression changed when Outsider pat her shoulder. She was caught of guard, though she really shouldn't have her guard up at this point regardless the Rockers were captured and the threat was dealt with. After a brief pause to collect herself Silvia turned around to look at the rest of the heroes. A few were really badly hurt, and Shatterpoint was still screaming. Ceramix insisted that his music would calm Shatterpoint down. So the hideous music started playing, it sounded like someone was playing a broken instrument while trying to eat a microphone. And somehow this "song" soothed Shatterpoint is some capacity, personal preference was a strange thing sometimes.

With everything being done now, Inkscape made his way around the room commending everyone. And when it came Silvia's turn she couldn't wipe the smile off her face, while she though she could have probably been more useful she was more than happy to accept a little pat on the back. Though Silvia was still vexed by the though of the encroaching news, she was horrible with questions, and while she did have the option of just deflecting everything onto the higher ups in the protectorate she would rather just avoid the cameras and journalists altogether.

But before she was able to come up with a proper plan of attack the press had already arrived. Silvia was about to panic, she had no idea just how stressful being involved in a full on fight was. Let alone the worry of answering a bunch of questions after it. She was going to hide. It wasn't an amazing plan or an easy one considering how much space she took up but it was the only real plan she had at the moment. So like the professional she was, Silvia ran off to hide in the toilets.
Simon grunted as he dragged himself out of the pool, a very grumpy crocodile close behind him. "Look at what you did to my Pajamas! You better be getting paid real good for this assignment. With all the clothes you've destroyed you owe me big!" Hogan snapped his jaws once and continued to waddle behind Simon, flipping his tail slightly as he went. "While I go change you can climb you scaly ass into the van. And if I come out and find you not in that van, the ass kicking I just gave you will feel like a light massage!" With that Simon stormed up the stars and started to change into some non destroyed clothes.

Meanwhile Hogan dragged himself through the mansion, his movements almost painfully slow. The massive crocodile making no real effort to do as Simon had told him. Though he had slugged his way out of the front door, nudging it open with his head and walking through. Though when he got to the back of the van he simply stopped moving and sunbathed, a slight hiss escaping his gaping maw.

Simon was still wrestling with his shirt as he sped down the stairs only to see hogan lazying about next to the van. He wasn't at all surprised and slowly finished sliding into his white shirt. He walked up to the back of the van kicking hogan when he got close enough. "C'mon bog breath hop in." Simon tapped a large button under the boot (Australian way of saying trunk) of the car, the back started to open up and a ramp slid out from the back. It wasn't anything fancy just something to make it easier for Hogan to get in. Hogan let out a brief gargle before making his way up the ramp smacking Simon's leg with his tail as he walked past him. "Cheeky shit." Simon said as he patiently waited for the Hogan to haul his ass into the van, hitting the button again as the lethargic lizard made himself comfortable.

The drive to the Speedwagon HQ was rather shot given that Hogan lived in the property directly adjacent. Simon let out a sigh as he climbed out of the car, rubbing some of the excess sleep from his eyes. Popping the boot open again he glared at Hogan who was making no signs of movement. "Move it." He said clearly unimpressed with Hogan's behavior today. Hogan snapped his mouth once and started shuffling backwards, Simon helping him along by pulling his tail. Hogan now out of the car strolled towards the HQ building struggling a little bit with the stairs but nevertheless getting up them anyway, his second obstacle was much easier being a simple door, he simply butted it open as Simon caught up with him.

Simon let out a yawn as he knew he'd soon be rid of the recalcitrant reptile. The doors to the office within arms reach, that's when Simon noticed. Hogan was five meters behind him laying there on the floor, mouth wide open. "You're actually the biggest piece of shit." Simon received no response aside from Hogan's continued his. "Come one move, this isn't funny hogan." Hogan still made no signs of movement, still hissing. Simon took a deep breath and walked up to Hogan standing in front of the crocodiles massive jaws completely unfazed. "Now Hogan." Again hissing was the only response. "Alright then you want it the hard way." Simon then raised his voice so that everyone who was in the Louis' office could hear, "Bring it you leather backed asshole!" Hogan finally responded, but his response was a lunge.

Hogan and Simon started brawling in the waiting room, Simon blasting out profanities as Hogan snarled and roared. The brawl was brief only lasting maybe 30 seconds, but the confrontation was surely loud enough to be heard in great detail. After a moment of silence the door swung open, Simon's boot planted firmly on Hogan's head. "Ok boss I'm here."

Simon got off Hogan's head and pushed open the door so Hogan could walk in. Hogan made a rumbling sound before hesitantly walking into the office, though he got a good kick in the side from Simon. "Well. That's my work here done. Louis, Red, everyone else." With a nod to everyone and an exaggerated bow Simon backed out of the room and walked off. A distant cry of joy could be heard as Simon walked off. Hogan sat motionless in the room, the only thing he moved was his eyes. Looking at all the different people in the room.


Diana didn't take her eyes of Marlin, flipping her scanner off and storing it in her medical box. Diana then looked around her medical box for something to ease Marlin's pain. Without looking up at Yoki she dealt out her orders "We need to move him somewhere safer, being out in the open like this is just asking for Grimm to overwhelm us. But we have to be gentle and slow with how we move him, if there really is a floating rib in there then we've got to be extremely careful. We need at lest three arms under his back to make sure he doesn't curl up." She then went to Marlin's right side going to slide her arms under him when she heard Eve yell the name Bisque? Diana tilted her head not liking the sound of this person already.

Though she did like the sound of an aircraft approaching. Though that was unfortunately paired with this new and rather annoying face. Diana knew she wasn't going to be able to deal with this woman for a long period of time. Luckily Bisque was far too busy being attached to Yoki. Diana gave the men with the stretcher a quick rundown of Marlin's situation before the carried him off into the ship. Then Yoki asked her a question. "If the equipment on the ship is good and the trip isn't turbulent then Marlin should be fine. At this point I am more worried about myself..." Diana looked over at Bisque then back at Yoki while make sure to not make eye contact, even still her expression that made her feelings clear. Diana let out a sigh knowing she should introduce herself she walked over and extended a hand to Bique, making sure to look off to the side. "Pleasure to meet you." Diana's words couldn't have sounded more unenthusiastic.
No it was nothing anyone did, as I said I love you guys. And you're all great company. And you all managed to survive two years without a tank right? Also could Caroline really tank that much more than everyone else? Give the massive fuck off weapons of the 40k universe? XD

But yeah it wasn't anything anyone did, this is all on me.
sorry my response took so long.

Also how many peps are still hanging out here?


Well it seems White Skull was quick to shut down Verd's plan to pair up with Diesel and herself. This could be considered good or bad, but honestly Aya didn't care. She then looked down at Verd as he whispered to her. "Maybe next time." Aya's tone was indifferent as she looked back up at White Skull then over at the vans. Wordlessly she walked over to one and slipped into the back, she silently hoped that Zion wouldn't get into the same van as her. She didn't want to know what he smelt like in a cramped space. This should be an interesting mission...
Sorry fellas but I'm just not feeling this RP. I've never really been a massive 40K fan, but I wanted to try. And the lot of you are all great fun to hang out with. I was struggling to write up the last lot of stuff I had, and then it got wiped so my drive kinda took a punch to the gut.

I am sorry to be leaving after doing so little. I wish you all the best, and that you can all continue to have fun with this.


Koharu cursed her short legs. They had one job and they couldn't even do that right! She maintained her quickened pace but heard Noru quickly gaining on her. Then he spoke, making Koharu slow her pace until she fully stopped. Why did everyone keep cheeking on how she was feeling? She was fine. Ok she wasn't fine, Noru was absolutely correct, Koharu was very nervous. Both about hurting her partner or her opponents, not to mention her partner was the super cute Charles...

"I'm... I am nervous, I-I don't want to hurt anyone..." She mumbled to herself and crossed her arms, looking down at the floor, starting to walk again. She'd round a corner quickly not paying any attention to where she was going.


So this was the boss then. He was for sure on the more insane mass murderer side, but these types of people were among the dark tree and Aya knew this. Didn't mean she was a fan of them, but alas they were there. Aya knew this man wasn't a rat though, he was just theatrical. That's why he'd waited for his big entrance and all that, though his appearance was a little vexing for her, the exposed muscle was driving her crazy. She wanted to just patch up the holes, sew them shut. But she wasn't going near that man, not unless she had to.

Though Aya was blessed with good news. No killing kids. This was one of her primary concerns and it'd been addressed efficiently, perfect. Now she wouldn't get into trouble for scolding people who killed children. Well at least she'd be able to keep her part in check. When White Skull asked for questions Aya had none to offer, the main point she was really worried about was already taken care of. It was then that Verd wrapped an arm around her. She glared down at the boy for a moment before promptly moving his arm off her shoulder. "Personal space please Verd." She frowned at him, he didn't seem like the kind of person to kill. At least it didn't seem like it from the small amount of time she'd spent with the guy. Maybe pairing with him would be bad. She let out a sigh. "I'm fine to partner up is Diesel is..."
Sigh. Great, it was time to get up... Stupid sunlight, stupid alarm, stupid meeting. Why on earth did he have to go? It's not like he could contribute to the conversation or anything like that. Alas it didn't matter in the end, the boss wanted his scaly ass over there, though he was already late. It turned out that this was the fifth time the alarm had rung. "Ah shit I slept in... Well it's not like Hogan was going to move his ass anyway. Stupid lizard."

The handler rolled out of bed and made his way downstairs, Hogan's mansion was pretty massive. The man stumbled into the kitchen, his movements affected by a great lack of sleep. Raising one hand the man rubbed his eyes and the bridge of his nose, cleaning off the crust that'd built up while he slept. With his free hand he pulled a phone off the wall and made his way towards the back yard, swinging the back door open with a yawn. "Hogan it's time to go! Get you ass out of the pool!"

The man's only reply was a rumbling gargle. "C'mon you lazy prick you've had days to get ready for this! Don't give me a hard time!" Again he was greeted with a rumbling gargle, though this one was slightly softer. "Fine then. I'll just call the boss."

The man quickly rang up Louis' office, patiently waiting for the line to pick up. "Hey Louis it's Simon, just ringing it to say I'll be running a little late." Simon would get interrupted by the sound of a loud splash and a low snarl. "Give me a second." The line went quiet for a moment, the only sounds being footsteps. Then suddenly loud splashes kicked off mixed with a decent amount of cursing. "Come on you bastard!" The splashes continued along with the sounds of extreme effort. "Gah shit you fucking bit me!" Simon's voice was a little distant now, whatever was going on on the other end was moving away from the phone. "This stupid lizard is giving me some trouble Louis! Just start the meeting while I sort this out!" The sounds of Wrestling would continue until Louis decided to hang up.
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