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11 yrs ago
Current PRAISE THE ALMIGHTY I"M BACK
11 yrs ago
what if...like.we're the aliens dude?
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11 yrs ago
just seen intersteller..and my mind has exploded
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11 yrs ago
Just watched final destination. And I am Paranoid as crazy

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In the meantime Asuma sat on her little wooden barstool, watching the two and Eyeing the strange Gem. it looked, Weird, Something you don't usually find every day. She felt a bit worried, the Orcish person seemed to be helping Tarja, and the breton must be a Mage?, Asuma never really saw a mage, except for one time when a Mage came strolling through
the doc sighed "You are right, he knows too much. but are you alive? can you breath? he saved us and thats all it comes down to."
Fire walked up to the two, joining in there little conversation. Doc is Correct, if the Old human Was working for someone, we would've been dead before we even woke up, Fire added his Logical logic,
Name: Tyrone KFC Age: 18 Appearance: (incase theres no picture) Tyrone is a White Male with a Black hoodie and Cut hair, he basically looks like Cole From infamous except with a hoodie, Animal: Wolf Personality: Tyrone is a Street person, He had pretty much No education at all so don't expect anything intelligent, He also Jokes a lot and makes Racist jokes about white people, he also has a Habit of making excuses for pretty much everything, However he is pretty darn strong and he is very humorous (well atleast, Most of his jokes), also he has a habit of smoking weed He also Severely hates it when people call him Bruhta, he does it all the time to other people but he will personally beat the KFC out of you for calling him that Bio: Tyrone was born on the streets to a poor, alone, homeless mom named Clara, Clara was a nice person, she taught Tyrone the Its and bobs of living on the street, How to rob a Rich white dude, how to smoke weed evvryday, and most importantly, how to Secretly steal KFC without getting caught, Clara didn't exactly know her last name and she wasn't the brightest either, so she gave Tyrone the last name KFC, 1 day before getting ran over by a drunken driver, So Tyrone was on the streets fending for himself at the age of 6, making little gangs and robbing Spoiled rich white kids, the usual, However he was thrown in jail multiple times, he was never really seen outside of prison, so at the age of 18 he Shot a rich white kid by accident during one of his many muggings, As you can tell he was arrested pretty quickly. Tyrone had a Death sentence on him, just 2 days to live but however some strange men wearing Black Tuxedos came, and Gave Tyrone a Chance to partake in a little experiment, gave him a chance to live his life Correctly, So, he took the Chance, and started his new life in the Animal army
well I'll go ahead and make my character,
"I- What. Just- Just what. That has to be the most fucked up sentence to ever momentarily flirt with logic on it's merry way down the crazy train. Whatever, he's a wizard. But regardless of what he might have the locals convinced of, it doesn't change the fact that we are in a ridiculously poor tactical situation and whoever shot us down is probably on their way to finish the job." "Fine, it's your prerogative to trust the old coot, it's mine to be paranoid. I'm gonna make sure he hasn't fucked with my gear. I'd recommend you do the same. Primitive planet or not, your face'd be mighty red if you found yourself in a fight with mud in your power cells." Tam stalked out, snorting. Some people just did not have the proper temperament for mercenary work. She found her gear in the next room. Disturbingly, each of her teammates equipment was sorted into it's own separate pile. She tossed a worried glance over her shoulder. How had the old man known whose equipment was whose? For that matter, she definitely hadn't been wearing some of this during the brief fur-ball which preceded the crash. If that wasn't suspicious, then she was an avatar of Kalkin. Following her own advice, she thoroughly looked over her gear, brightening up a bit when she found her trusty fitting wrench strapped on the side of her kit. She smiled involuntarily. As long as she'd owned the damn thing, she'd never run into anything it couldn't handle. It was starting to feel more like a family member than a tool. The rest of the gear was in order. You really couldn't break the shotgun. It was old-tech, and reliable as hell, and the pistol passed a cursory strip-down, enough to tell it hadn't been disassembled at least. Some of her more delicate diagnostic gear was worse for wear, but she'd hardly be stripping down Fire Support Drones in the near future. All in all, it felt good to sling the heavy pack. She bounced on her toes to get the weight situated right, absorbing the ache from her bruises. When this was all over, she owed herself one hell of a spa day, but this was on the clock. It was time to get dirty.
Well, whatever you and you Humans do Fire told him passive aggressively, he hated those humans, He knew he was technically right in a way, but he didn't know how to "check" his futuristic gun thing, he knew that if the human "wizard" whatever that was, was actually after them, they would all be dead, it was just logic. but hey, Humans don't need logic, they just need Money, greedy, pathetic, race
@nerminator But not everyone can win.
True, thats the whole reason I wanted to have this idea, In the last RP there was no real conflict, it was just animal people hanging out, but with this Idea, we'll actually have something to Worry about, This time it won't be all Fun and games, there will actually be punishments for failing (too much) and the winner, will come out victorious! and maybe we can make a Sequel RP with the Victor training the new Super soldiers
<Snipped quote by nerminator> How about fifty characters?
You won't die, this is a RP not a game of cod, you still got a chance if you write down that you win
I'm okay with being killed off, it actually adds to the story and hey, when all else fails make 2 characters XD (if its allowed)
Tam grimaced as Fire added his habitually relevant opinions. Of course it was like the logical pointy-eared nut to take the crazy person at face value. "Fire, he's not really a wizard. He's a crazy person. I don't know what they believe back on your planet, but wizards don't exist."
1, we're crashed on a planet out of nowhere, it is impossible for you to know what this planet is like, as you just got here, Two he calls himself a wizard, therefore he is a wizard, which means "wizards" exist. He might not actually have magic But he is still what he calls a "wizard" Fire Logically told the person, still standing calm, In the little hut they were in. Fire wondered about the nature of humans, this one seemed a bit aggressive, well. all of the humans he met were aggressive, only logical that this one would be too, Pathetic race.
Guys, do remember this isn't your RP to tamper with. I've known Katherin since oldguild and she doesn't Like others messing around when she isn't here.
I'm not going to mess around, thats why I went and asked Katherin first, I'm just kinda waiting for approval
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