MonsieurShade

Monster Hunter

>Watching everything happening in this OOC
Is....is this real life?Or have I slipped into some strange pocket dimension of bear gifs and pics?

Delta Squad (Young Superheroes)

Tarantulass said
Yeah, especially special someone who was chatting with my character until she turned into a dead husk for over two weeks... sorry v.v

Oh i'm not making a complaint because of my character, believe me I understand that life calls upon us to do many things, i'm just saying it makes things easier, by leaving a heads up, we can avoid starting a major plot point and inadvertently leaving you in the dust. or at the very least can get you up to speed upon returning

Monster Hunter

Mateiu looked down at his waist as Marianne's whip retracted back into its handle, 'Huh. That could've ended badly.' the hunter thought just before Marianne opened up with yet another bear pun. Brushing aside the whip incident, Mateiu calmly reached into his pocket and stepped towards Marianne with a friendly smile, "Marianne...." he began before pulling out one of the fruit's he'd picked earlier and jammed half of it into the bear hunter's mouth in a blur of motion, "...no more bear puns.".

Monster Hunter

So many bears....dear god why is this happening?

Monster Hunter

Mateiu pinched the space between his eyebrows as Marianne continued with her bear related puns, he may have been one of the more peppy members of the team, but there was only so much a man could take before his patience wore thin. The silver lining in the situation was that Aiden seemed for approve of Mateiu's idea, however said silver lining was eclipsed by the fact that the blacksmith had joined Marianne in making the puns before approving the idea, "Dear gods above...ok this needs to stop.". Mateiu sheathed his sword and slipped back onto the branch he had hung from, then slipped down the tree and behind Marianne with barely a sound, "Hey, Marianne?" he asked as he loomed over the bear hunter with a slowly forming grin.

Operation Hell's Fury (War of the Scales saga #4)

It seems as though games exploiting and ultimately fucking up the feels of the person playing has become more common place within recent years. On another, unrelated note, *nasally whining voice* NaaaaaaaccccccNaaaaakkkkk where are youuuuu?

Delta Squad (Young Superheroes)

Tarantulass said
Well, that ain't AS bad as some... sorry for the abrupt exit, had to get some room to myself. Seems though that the plot hasn't moved much, so is it okay if I try to get myself a proper cut and paste back into the scene?

Welcome back Tarantulass :) I imagine you'd be fine just hopping back in since the plot hasn't really moved much. And I don't think you need to worry too much about having to leave for as long as you did, shit happens . Though you might want to leave a post in the OOC in advance next time if possible. It keeps people from getting confused if posts stop flowing in from someone.

Monster Hunter

"If I may interject, a katana isn't exactly the best blade for hunting monsters." Mateiu said as he looked down at Charlotte and Aiden. The others seemed to be turning in for the night, however Mateiu wasn't quite ready to sleep, naturally he decided to take part in the conversation involving what sword Charlotte wanted made for herself. Before he continued, Mateiu tossed his canteen to Katrice and thanked her for offering to fill the canteens, "A katana might be good for slicing soft bodied opponents, but it won't do much if you run across something with armor, or maybe thick scales. For that you'd need something meant to chop or pierce, like a claymore or a scimitar." Mateiu explained as he began to draw his sword from it's sheath yet again, "Or perhaps if you're dead set on a curved weapon, you could try something similar to this. See how the blade is thick and curves inward? Its so that I can cleave through bone, or cause bone breaking dents in armor.". The hunter examined Charlotte silently for a few moments, as if trying to decide what he thought might not only fit Charlotte, but what would be a good sword for combat, "Aha! I got it, what about a yatagan? Its sleek, but at the same time strong enough to hold up against a strong beast or person.", Mateiu looked to Aiden as if waiting for input from the blacksmith, given that Adien was more adept when it came to the knowledge of weapons.

☢The Foundation☢

You had me the moment I saw that this was partially inspired by SCP.

Name - John Charles Alexander

Age - 19

Gender - Male

Class - ⓶

Appearance - If you have a preference for the type of picture used, that is to say, real or fictional, then I will adjust accordingly, but for now i'll use this

Information - John is an extremely intelligent individual, he was first noticed by the organization when he entered college at the extremely early age of fifteen where he proceeded to outclass nearly every other student in the scientific field. Be it chemistry, biology, anatomy, or forensics, John excelled, and continued to excel for the next three years until graduating with a Bachelor's degree in microbiology. Having entered the preferred age bracket, John was quickly approached by the Foundation and offered a job as a researcher. He's been with the Foundation for a bit under a year now, and seems to thoroughly enjoy the work he does, even if he can't tell anyone about it.

Additional notes: Despite his genius John can become easily sidetracked if he finds something interesting during his research, resulting in him completely forgetting the original purpose of his research and focusing on the new development, sometimes for days on end. He's been given medication to help him focus on his actual assignments rather than what he finds interesting, though he often makes complaints that 'the meds make it harder to think freely'. His particular role in the foundation is the researching of biological and viral anomalies.

Monster Hunter

"My my, such interesting tales." Mateiu's voice rang from somewhere above the others. As everyone had spoken to one another, Mateiu had once again climbed into the trees and taken refuge on one of the thicker branches dangling near the camp fire. "You know, all these stories and legends reminds me of a tale my grandmother told me before I came to the village.", Mateiu wrapped his legs around the branch and dangled over the others, his long hair casted shadows through the camp, like numerous serpents wriggling about. "On the island i'm from, we have this creature called the Manananggal. You see, by day, the manananggal would take the form of a beautiful woman in her early to late thirties, she would behave just as you'd expect from a normal person, socializing with everyone, helping where she could, she'd become a well loved person in the community. But at night, the manananggal would detach its torso from its body and grow wings. The manananggal would then slip into the homes of pregnant woman and suck out the hearts of the unborn children by piercing the stomach and chest of the mother and child respectively with a long proboscis like tongue. It was said that the manananggal was nomadic and would often stay whichever village experienced an increase in pregnancies until suspicion as to its identity arose. My nana told me that some villages would even banish any single woman around thirty until all of the children were born, just to prevent an attack.".