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11 yrs ago
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11 yrs ago
I exist!
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11 yrs ago
Might exist
11 yrs ago
not sure if I still exist
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I know. I was going to but then the BBcode update came and I'm procrastinating because I really don't want to change all that code.
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Procrastinating is the greatest. I do it all the time. I understand your plight though ... that doesn't sound like fun.
you still have to edit the first post of the character page. If I seem rude or pushy in any way, then I apologize in advance. I'm just pointing out an observation I made.
Above enemy vessel "CMS Terra Nova": As he engaged the defenses, Blackout began to formulate a plan. He needed to end this little skirmish, and he was growing tired of waiting for the vampire. With no way of communicating, the Decepticon needed to disable the defenses on his own. Sure, it would have been useful to have the insect do the job for him, but that didn't happen. The large helicopter maneuvered itself above the top of the enemy ship's hull, and hovered there for a few moments. However it suddenly started changing in a way no normal helicopter could. It seemed to split apart as metal shot out and bent in strange ways. Legs formed from the expanding metal, and arms seemed appear from the sides of the helicopter to balance it as it carefully fell. Within a few moments, the cockpit split apart and folded down to become a chest, and a head could be seen atop it. Red glowing "eyes" menacingly looked upon the ship and it's defenses. The blades of the helicopter still spun behind the back of the massive 45 foot giant, slowing it's descent as it dropped. When it landed, the entire area around the giant shook from it's weight. The blades on it's back stopped, forming a wing-like cape behind it. Towering over a nearby defensive gun, it's large hand came down and clasped around the weapon. The three large fingers clenched for a moment, and strained as the giant they belonged to attempted to pull the weapon towards itself. The gun appeared to still be firing as the metal groaned and screeched from Blackout's efforts. Finally with a loud crack, the gun was detached from the ship. It was quickly sent flying overboard, wires sparking from where it was once connected.
Think I'll add Zoidberg. One may never know when one may need an alien doctor who's just as likely to kill you accidentally as he is to save your life. WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP!!!
As Andrew Mallory entered the dining hall, he frowned. He saw two little kids pass him, probably only half his age. Friggin locked in with a bunch of midgets. He hated this damn situation so much. Locked away with a bunch of freaks and children, as well as freakish children. Sighing, he took a seat at one of the tables on the far side of the room from the entrance. After all, he couldn't eat just yet. His damn hands were made of metal, and he had very little control over them. Each one was twice as large as a regular human's arm, and they were much thicker too. Not only that, but they had more joints that a humans arms. He was capable of folding his arm in two places, not just one. Although the could extend out to a great length, both mechanical arms were tucked in to make them appear more normal. He remembered what they called him. "Arms" or something, because of the accursed hulks of metal were his arms should be. The very sight of them caused him to scowl, and his anger was almost palpable. A very good deterrent to anyone thinking of sitting near him. And if that didn't keep them away, he'd threaten them. After all, because such freaks existed, he had been locked up. Sure, he was one of them, but he still hated them. Then again, he hated pretty much everyone. He hated the freaks for being abnormal, and he hated everyone else for locking him away. ((Hopefully not awful))
I post soon
Okay, I'll post something or whatever in the next 15-49 minutes
*pokes head in* what's up?
Let what?
I'm super cereal ... I'm going to post today some time. Also, Manbearpig is real.
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