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LordOfTheNight
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STATUS: How did I not know that there was going to be a Dune movie staring Jason Momoa, Josh Brolin, and Oscar Issac?! 4 yrs ago
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How did I not know that there was going to be a Dune movie staring Jason Momoa, Josh Brolin, and Oscar Issac?!
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If anyone has a friend who is a professional hitman, send them my way please. Having a car that doesn't have windows that roll up SUCKS!
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Monster of the Week RPGs are hard to come by. I got one going on a weekly basis but if I could I'd do it daily
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These trials make us who we are, we're motivated by the scars we're made of
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Still like to ask. You never know if someone is currently making said character
Anyone opposed to me making a mad scientist type character who has been studying alien tech?
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"We stop checking for the monsters under our bed...."
Former City of Glasgow
- Scotland Penal Colony -
April 20th, 2041
Marcus felt blood drip from his nose as the Mutes dropped. The Voice, though powerful, came with a price. The more people he effected at once and longer he used it, the more damage was done. Marcus watched as the speedster zipped to him and began to buzz like some superpowered fly that Marcus wanted to swat. Then the man put his hand's on the large man's shoulders and he glared at him. He growled deep from his throat and almost considered turning him inside out. When the hands left he relaxed a bit and spoke.
"It won't work on machines or beings who don't understand me. Touch me again and I'll promise you pain without end" he said in a gruff tone. Marcus looked up to see the massive robot step forward once before exploding spectacularly. Then a being with a Looney Tunes style bazooka jumped on the wreckage and introduced herself. Marcus sighed and rolled his eyes. Wonderful. Zas. She annoyed him. Her mind was like a bag of cats. Her presence made his skin itch. Magic.
Then another super appeared and proceeded to tell them that if they wanted to live to follow her. He recognized her. Tiara Mae, a frostmancer. Ruthless and scheming. Then the fisherman spoke, criticizing and commenting on foreigners, commenting how he hated Ireland. Marcus seemed genuinely amused by this.
"Foreigners? You're one to talk. I can smell the Eldritch energy on you like rot" he said with a shake of his head. He wasn't sure what this "fisherman" was but he was definitely not a human being.
tHiS oNe Is A cReAtIoN oF tHe OlD oNeS . . . a SlAvE fReE oF iT's ChAiNs . . .
- Scotland Penal Colony -
April 20th, 2041
Marcus felt blood drip from his nose as the Mutes dropped. The Voice, though powerful, came with a price. The more people he effected at once and longer he used it, the more damage was done. Marcus watched as the speedster zipped to him and began to buzz like some superpowered fly that Marcus wanted to swat. Then the man put his hand's on the large man's shoulders and he glared at him. He growled deep from his throat and almost considered turning him inside out. When the hands left he relaxed a bit and spoke.
"It won't work on machines or beings who don't understand me. Touch me again and I'll promise you pain without end" he said in a gruff tone. Marcus looked up to see the massive robot step forward once before exploding spectacularly. Then a being with a Looney Tunes style bazooka jumped on the wreckage and introduced herself. Marcus sighed and rolled his eyes. Wonderful. Zas. She annoyed him. Her mind was like a bag of cats. Her presence made his skin itch. Magic.
Then another super appeared and proceeded to tell them that if they wanted to live to follow her. He recognized her. Tiara Mae, a frostmancer. Ruthless and scheming. Then the fisherman spoke, criticizing and commenting on foreigners, commenting how he hated Ireland. Marcus seemed genuinely amused by this.
"Foreigners? You're one to talk. I can smell the Eldritch energy on you like rot" he said with a shake of his head. He wasn't sure what this "fisherman" was but he was definitely not a human being.
tHiS oNe Is A cReAtIoN oF tHe OlD oNeS . . . a SlAvE fReE oF iT's ChAiNs . . .
"....when we discover they live in our own heads"
I will have a reply posted this evening
Certainly a flair for the dramatics haha
Hahahahhahaha!
This is what I have cooked up in my labs!
Sorry for the wait! I didn't get notified of a post. Looks good. Go ahead and post in the CS
@LordOfTheNight I'm surprised that the aliens didn't literally remove Marcus' vocal chords (or actually just put something on him so he can't speak) since he can destroy an entire patrol with a single command lmao.
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Well to be fair they could have given Oscar lead shoes or put Guardian 78 in a trash compactor haha
Sorry for the short post! But I didn't want to do anything prior to 78's and the Fisherman's reaction, as well as trying to see if they'd come with Óscar!
It's all good! Just so long as you put in effort in your post. I'd rather have one paragraph of effort than one sentence of not giving a shit
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