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    1. MonsieurShade 12 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
9 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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10 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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10 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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Bio

I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.

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Apologies for my inactivity. Just biding my time until I can figure out what to do with Orb weaver.
In M.W.P.S.B 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
[@Monsieur Shade] ; I want to fill at least one more spot in Unit 2. I'm going to open IC very soon, I just need to think of an opening scene that would fit everyone. Forgive me, I'm quite new at this.
No need to ask forgiveness, I understand how stressful it can be to write up an interesting opening scene. After all such a thing can make or break an RP before it can truly become great. Take what time you need my friend.
In M.W.P.S.B 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
A question: Will we be waiting for all positions to be filled before we post, or are we waiting for you to set the scene? Not attempting to seem impatient, just curious.
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"It's a pleasure to meet'cha Ryan. I think i'll stick to your name for the most part if it's all the same to you." Dimitri said just as Molly removed herself from the cot. The cyborg was about to tell her to take it slower, however the words died in his throat as he watched her levitate towards the exit with her hammer in tow, "Huh. Forgot she could do that. Well, time to make good on what I told the nurse i'd do." He said before letting out a small sigh and following after Molly. Dimitri was almost at the exit when he turned and looked at Ryan expectantly, "You coming man?".
In M.W.P.S.B 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Appearance: Appearance Name: Jacque Marrow Gender: Male Age: 32 Crime Coefficient (if you're an Enforcer, it has to be above 100): 49 Enforcer/Inspector: Inspector (Unit 2) Personality: Jacque can come of as rather cold and ridged to others, sometimes to the point where he seems more like a machine than a man at times. He's a professional first and foremost, whose primary goal will always be to follow whatever orders he receives to the letter. He's usually very patient, however he has little tolerance for failure and even less for insubordination, making him one to dole out punishment -up to but not limited to physical force- to anyone under his command should they not be "up to snuff". Continued failure under his command may result in him submitting a request for reevaluation of a subordinate's crime coefficient due to his severe distaste for failing. Bio: Jacque's life started out fairly tame, he was the son of a U.S. ranger, who shaped Jacque into the man he is today through strict rules and demanding physical training. Upon reaching the cusp of his adulthood, Jacque considered joining the military himself, however he found himself wanting a job that was a bit more lucrative. He would find himself falling in with a private contracting company, seeing and doing more things than he cared to remember all in the name of money for many years. This career path eventually came to an end when a severe injury to his knee forced him to put his career on hold. He underwent surgery to repair the damage, however he was told that he would never be one hundred percent again and was forced to ultimately retire from the private contracting business. Not one to let an injury stop him from working, Jacque moved to Japan hoping for a fresh start. His experience and willingness to follow orders landed him a job as an inspector for the M.W.PS.B. Extra Info: He uses his cane for long distance walking or moving over rough terrain. The cane itself is made of metal, with the top portion being weighted so he can use it as a weapon if need be. "You either fall in line, or get put down like a dog. The choice is yours."
<Snipped quote by t2wave> Of course. They're like rats abandoning a sinking ship
*scoff* A rat? How uncouth, i'm so much more sinister than a mere rat! My good man, I am a spider~
Orb weaver found himself fighting the urge to laugh as he laid into Casan, he was by no means a man who took joy in the idea of killing, especially considering he'd never murdered someone before, however this was different. Maybe it was his growing aggravation towards being interfered with twice, perhaps it was the affront to his until recently unmarked reputation, or perhaps it was a deep seated primal need to remove something that was not human, but Orb weaver felt immensely pleased with the thought of killing this abomination. The gun clicked empty, prompting a curse from Orb weaver, he could hear Serena telling him not to kill Casan, however before he could retort, he felt an excruciating amount of pain in his gun arm. The criminal dropped his weapon and clutched his limb, noting that there was now a kunai embedded in it -rather deeply he might add-, as well as three more embedded in his gun, destroying the weapon. To further add to his troubles, the calvary that Casan had called in had arrived, and said calvary was pissed. Orb weaver took a moment to glare balefully up at Morningstar but relented. "Alright, i'm gone. But me and the shape shifter have a score to settle. Feel free to tell him that." Orb weaver yelled over the sound of the helicopter before shouldering his bag and taking off. It was time for him to call it quits on his antics it seemed. After all, the knife in his arm would require medical attention, possibly even a hospital visit. Orb weaver chastised himself as he ran, ashamed at the fact that he'd gotten greedy during the chaos and chalking up everything that had happened as karma biting him in the ass, "I'll just go buy a new goddamned laptop tomorrow. For now it's time for a bit of rest and research on these "Young Justice" punks...".
The bitter rivalry continues! The way I see it now, the score is 2-1, with Casan still leading by one. I'll get that xeno yet!
Orb weaver found himself rather surprised as he was once more saved from the wrath of the heroes. "I'm either the luckiest man alive, or the universe just likes to watch me squirm." He growled as he stood up and examined himself a bit. His ribs still hurt, and at least one of them was likely bruised, however nothing felt broken at the time. The criminal noticed his gun lying not too far off from him and retrieved it before taking aim at the massive outline of Casan, still slightly visible through the smoke. "You know, I don't think i'll feel too guilty about killing you. After all, it isn't murder if you aren't human." He hissed with a sneer as he opened fire. Thanks to the smoke, Orb weaver wasn't quite sure where or even if he was hitting Casan, however he was certain that with two more magazines to spare he'd get lucky eventually.
Didn't see Dark's first post towards me and Krab, editing currently.
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