@mickilennial No, no, that's entirely fair on not wanting to collab. As i said, "That's entirely up to you" all i can do is put idea's out there and see if people are interested and you're not.
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I am still on RPG, so do feel free to message me. Just don't have the time or energy to actually join any RP's right now. Focusing on a LOT of other projects, including getting into Audio Drama.
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Sorry for disappearing for 2 months. Life kinda went to shit and RPG was pushed to the back of my mind.
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Well, Bailey may not be the best fit for "Teen Titans" being that his powers turn him into a guy in his mid-late 20's (I have my problems eith the Young Justice cartoon, but i quite liked them tackling the issue of Captain Marvel and his age problems in relation to being a League member..) But there is a young hero i plan to introduce sometime soon who keeps his young form even when he manifests his powers... Well, as teen as you can be, being a horrifying mutated monster...
Also, im thinking of maybe throwing out a sheet for Ma Hunkel working at F.E.A.S.T., so who knows maybe the Typhoon Twins would be a fit for that.
Also, im thinking of maybe throwing out a sheet for Ma Hunkel working at F.E.A.S.T., so who knows maybe the Typhoon Twins would be a fit for that.
@Bounce quick question about the current event: How sentient are the Fire Trolls? Its just that Bailey is a character who has natural empathy for creatures who look like horrifying monsters, bur are just mind controlled servants of an actually malicious creature. Because if they are just mindless, dumb brutes just doing as they are told, he'll treat them differently to something that is actively relishing in the slaughter.
Plastic Man: "Hey, im Plastic Man, kinda a big deal, got my 3 pals who i save the world with all the time, im just in town to register and make sure that the Champion of Justice stays on the right side of the law:
The guy behind rhe till:
The guy behind rhe till:
Emma Frost mostly just dreamed about Scott Summers and decided to have one of her employees bring her sushi. Also the Fire Troll attack is on the news.
Hey, i resemble that remark.
@Taka Remember that this is something for fun. If you are having problems in IRL, it's ok to put this on the backburner. If you don't, you'll quickly grow to resent this place and then the whole thing becomes an exercise in futility. Just be strong, king, and do what you can, when you can.
@IAmTheIsland There we go, sorry if i interfered with your talk with Levi, but i wasn't sure what else to do, so here's Launchpad being a big, dumb goofball.
As the guard armour went down. Leon's phone went off a little abruptly. He quickly looked at it
Walking over to Launchpad and slapping him hard across the face, the duck broke out of his punchdrunk stupor. "Leon, ol' buddy! Did we win?" He looked around for the Guard Armour and saw instead the rest of their compatriots heading for Third District. "Good, love it when we win." Leon held up the text message for Launchpad to read. He did so, slowly, then looked at Leon who's face remained stoic and unemotional. "Does he REALLY not trust us?" Leon gave him the look that said 'I don't think he trusts anyone.'
The pair then followed everyone until they met back up with everyone. Launchpad spotted moving out from behind Levi to ask the other Leon a question, but as she made her way back, would find the enormous duck running towards her like a freight train, jumping straight over Levi, landing and picked her up in a big hug. "HOSHI! I'M SO GLAD YOUR OK!" He called. "WE WERE SO WORRIED YOU GOT EATEN BY HEARTLESS AND THEN WE'D BE LOST!!!" Leon sat thinking about how, actually, they'd probably just follow one of the other of the many Keybladers around them instead. But the big galoot that was his compatriot had taken a liking to this one. And Nebula specified they had to help one of them. Launchpad, still holding Hoshi a little too tightly in one arm, he spotted Donald and Goofy. He recognized Goofy from Donalds wallet pictures, but more importantly, the freight train once again roared into motion as he quickly ran across the room to grab Donald in his other immense arm. "DONALD!!! IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU, I'M SO GLAD YOUR OK!!!" He cried out again. "ALL OF MY BESTEST BUDDIES IN THE WORLD UNDER ONE ROOF AGAIN! IT'S LIKE CHRISTMAS!!! DONALD, IS MR MCDEE HERE?" He looked around all happy. At this point, Donald barely able to breathe wriggled out from Launchpad's grasp.
“LAUNCHPAD, PUT ME DOWN, YA BIG PALOOKA!!!” The duck hissed in his annoyed manner. Launchpad then realized exactly how hard he was holding Hoshi. He put her down next to Donald.
"Sorry, Hoshi, i'm just..." He took off his cap, blew his nose hard, wrung out the sopping wet cap into a nearby plantpot and put the hat back on his head. "I'm just so happy everyone's ok and here." Leon slowly joined Launchpad's side. "Oh yeah, Donald, this is my buddy Leon, we met-" Immediately, Leon jumped up, grabbed Launchpad's bill and tied it in a knot again to stop him talking.
"I'm Leon Esla from Altifaria. Launchpad and i came here to answer the call of the Keybarers as was sent out across The Space Between." He said. Short, simple, to the point, Leon wasn't going to risk Launchpad's verbal diarrhoea outing them. Donald looked at the 3 of them.
“Nice ta meetcha!” Donald replied. “And no, Launchpad, Uncle Scrooge isn't here. He's got his own stuff to do. Plus, not much money in saving the universe.” Launchpad let out a hearty belly-laugh.
"Hehehehe, sounds like Mr McDee alright." He looked at Hoshi. "I used to work for Donald's Uncle as his Chauffeur. Flew his plane, drove his car, landed his plane sometimes." Hoshi could see Donald having PTSD flashbacks as he had the thousand yard stare.
“LAUNCHPAD, LOOK OUT FOR THAT MOUNTAIN!”
“I don't see any mountain.”
“OPEN THE CURTAIN!!!”
“But i can't sleep with all of the sun-glare and it's a long trip, i've gotta get plenty of shut eye to keep my wits about me.”
*Kaboom*
Donald slowly turned to look at Hoshi, the look said everything. 'Heaven help you...'
Remember, nobody is to know you are with Star Command and you are to remain Radio Silent until the mission is complete.Leon sighed as he looked at the oxymoronic text message. Then again, Nebula was an old-school Ranger, the type who didn't ask permission, just drank with the guys after he beat the court-marshal.
Walking over to Launchpad and slapping him hard across the face, the duck broke out of his punchdrunk stupor. "Leon, ol' buddy! Did we win?" He looked around for the Guard Armour and saw instead the rest of their compatriots heading for Third District. "Good, love it when we win." Leon held up the text message for Launchpad to read. He did so, slowly, then looked at Leon who's face remained stoic and unemotional. "Does he REALLY not trust us?" Leon gave him the look that said 'I don't think he trusts anyone.'
The pair then followed everyone until they met back up with everyone. Launchpad spotted moving out from behind Levi to ask the other Leon a question, but as she made her way back, would find the enormous duck running towards her like a freight train, jumping straight over Levi, landing and picked her up in a big hug. "HOSHI! I'M SO GLAD YOUR OK!" He called. "WE WERE SO WORRIED YOU GOT EATEN BY HEARTLESS AND THEN WE'D BE LOST!!!" Leon sat thinking about how, actually, they'd probably just follow one of the other of the many Keybladers around them instead. But the big galoot that was his compatriot had taken a liking to this one. And Nebula specified they had to help one of them. Launchpad, still holding Hoshi a little too tightly in one arm, he spotted Donald and Goofy. He recognized Goofy from Donalds wallet pictures, but more importantly, the freight train once again roared into motion as he quickly ran across the room to grab Donald in his other immense arm. "DONALD!!! IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU, I'M SO GLAD YOUR OK!!!" He cried out again. "ALL OF MY BESTEST BUDDIES IN THE WORLD UNDER ONE ROOF AGAIN! IT'S LIKE CHRISTMAS!!! DONALD, IS MR MCDEE HERE?" He looked around all happy. At this point, Donald barely able to breathe wriggled out from Launchpad's grasp.
“LAUNCHPAD, PUT ME DOWN, YA BIG PALOOKA!!!” The duck hissed in his annoyed manner. Launchpad then realized exactly how hard he was holding Hoshi. He put her down next to Donald.
"Sorry, Hoshi, i'm just..." He took off his cap, blew his nose hard, wrung out the sopping wet cap into a nearby plantpot and put the hat back on his head. "I'm just so happy everyone's ok and here." Leon slowly joined Launchpad's side. "Oh yeah, Donald, this is my buddy Leon, we met-" Immediately, Leon jumped up, grabbed Launchpad's bill and tied it in a knot again to stop him talking.
"I'm Leon Esla from Altifaria. Launchpad and i came here to answer the call of the Keybarers as was sent out across The Space Between." He said. Short, simple, to the point, Leon wasn't going to risk Launchpad's verbal diarrhoea outing them. Donald looked at the 3 of them.
“Nice ta meetcha!” Donald replied. “And no, Launchpad, Uncle Scrooge isn't here. He's got his own stuff to do. Plus, not much money in saving the universe.” Launchpad let out a hearty belly-laugh.
"Hehehehe, sounds like Mr McDee alright." He looked at Hoshi. "I used to work for Donald's Uncle as his Chauffeur. Flew his plane, drove his car, landed his plane sometimes." Hoshi could see Donald having PTSD flashbacks as he had the thousand yard stare.
“LAUNCHPAD, LOOK OUT FOR THAT MOUNTAIN!”
“I don't see any mountain.”
“OPEN THE CURTAIN!!!”
“But i can't sleep with all of the sun-glare and it's a long trip, i've gotta get plenty of shut eye to keep my wits about me.”
*Kaboom*
Donald slowly turned to look at Hoshi, the look said everything. 'Heaven help you...'
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