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Yeah Crimmy's got the right of it.
I'm the one mostly at fault for holding back the collab while it was happening.
Also my computer is still kind of kaput and might not be fixed until tomorrow. My activity will probably suffer as a result.
I'm the one mostly at fault for holding back the collab while it was happening.
Also my computer is still kind of kaput and might not be fixed until tomorrow. My activity will probably suffer as a result.
Sorry Krayzikk, I guess my feet just aren't firmly bolted to the ground.
Now Plank, let's not jump the gun here.
Sure we often generate impressive power together, but we're not that hardwired that we should blame each other for our sleep cycles.
Sure we often generate impressive power together, but we're not that hardwired that we should blame each other for our sleep cycles.
It's what happens when you're so short circuited you can no longer read.
Sometimes your battery just feels drained, y'know?
Sometimes your battery just feels drained, y'know?
Sorry, guess my brain has been fried lately.
Wires going haywire I guess.
Wires going haywire I guess.
@HereComesTheSnow
Trying to catch lightning in a bottle twice? Poor BASL is gonna be left all alone.
Again.
Trying to catch lightning in a bottle twice? Poor BASL is gonna be left all alone.
Again.
<Snipped quote by Plank Sinatra>
Bitches gonna get supercharged up in this
Quite a shocking turn of events.
@Lugubrious
Can't really say much here without being biased now can I?
That said, I do think Kray's original intention was again to simply offer up constructive criticism to allow for more clear standards going forwards, as the definition of what a villain was supposed to be a was a little unclear. I don't think he was asking for a re-tally or anything else of the sort, merely that going forward definitions and stuff can be clear.
Asking for definitions, god you can tell we're debaters. Ay Kray?
Can't really say much here without being biased now can I?
That said, I do think Kray's original intention was again to simply offer up constructive criticism to allow for more clear standards going forwards, as the definition of what a villain was supposed to be a was a little unclear. I don't think he was asking for a re-tally or anything else of the sort, merely that going forward definitions and stuff can be clear.
Asking for definitions, god you can tell we're debaters. Ay Kray?
Napoli Fiordilatte - Do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.
You know that feeling when you walk into a room and it becomes difficult to even smile? Like cracking a grin would somehow vandalize everything, it would be a blatant form of disrespect towards all things sacred. That feeling when you enter the room and know that something has gone terribly wrong. That moment when you realize that right now, in this transient moment, the world lost a small piece of its innocence. A piece that it will never get back.
For Napoli Fiordilatte that moment was when he reentered the VGNB dorms. As per his usual custom, Napoli had awoken early for his normal jog before dawn. Fresh air was good for the body after all.
But right now, fresh air was the last of his concerns.
Gratia's latest words were all that occupied his thoughts.
Bianca Nuit is currently in the custody of an unknown set of hostiles
Bianca Nuit in custody of hostiles.
Bianca custody hostiles
Bianca
Kidnapped
Someone is going to pay. No one lays a finger on my friends. On my family.
No one.
I'm not going to lose them.
A word did not leave Napoli's lips, indeed his face betrayed no expression at all. But in many ways, for the normal grinning idiot, perhaps that was the largest sign of all. The void, the absence of emotion, spoke volumes more than Napoli's standard banter. Indeed for the Mistrali Hunter, by not speaking he communicated to his team just how seriously the entire ordeal weighed upon his shoulders.
Napoli was angry, with a righteous fury that had engulfed his entire being. An anger he had not felt in quite a while.
Without a word, Napoli turned away from the others, his legs already carrying him towards where this mission would start, his fingers already typing in rapid succession.
With his message sent, Napoli neared the helipads and began making the necessary preparations for a flight.
And until then he'd wait in silent preparation.
Tonight, someone will be held accountable.
You know that feeling when you walk into a room and it becomes difficult to even smile? Like cracking a grin would somehow vandalize everything, it would be a blatant form of disrespect towards all things sacred. That feeling when you enter the room and know that something has gone terribly wrong. That moment when you realize that right now, in this transient moment, the world lost a small piece of its innocence. A piece that it will never get back.
For Napoli Fiordilatte that moment was when he reentered the VGNB dorms. As per his usual custom, Napoli had awoken early for his normal jog before dawn. Fresh air was good for the body after all.
But right now, fresh air was the last of his concerns.
Gratia's latest words were all that occupied his thoughts.
Bianca Nuit is currently in the custody of an unknown set of hostiles
Bianca Nuit in custody of hostiles.
Bianca custody hostiles
Bianca
Kidnapped
Someone is going to pay. No one lays a finger on my friends. On my family.
No one.
I'm not going to lose them.
A word did not leave Napoli's lips, indeed his face betrayed no expression at all. But in many ways, for the normal grinning idiot, perhaps that was the largest sign of all. The void, the absence of emotion, spoke volumes more than Napoli's standard banter. Indeed for the Mistrali Hunter, by not speaking he communicated to his team just how seriously the entire ordeal weighed upon his shoulders.
Napoli was angry, with a righteous fury that had engulfed his entire being. An anger he had not felt in quite a while.
Without a word, Napoli turned away from the others, his legs already carrying him towards where this mission would start, his fingers already typing in rapid succession.
To: Professor Ozpin
Subject: New Mission
Message:
Boss,
Sorry, we have a new mission. Bianca needs saving.
We don't need your approval, but we'd prefer it.
With his message sent, Napoli neared the helipads and began making the necessary preparations for a flight.
And until then he'd wait in silent preparation.
Tonight, someone will be held accountable.
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