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4 yrs ago
Current deconstructions are fake lol
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5 yrs ago
"return of the mack, you know that i'll be back." in his bed, joe biden lurches awake, wild-eyed. many a year he has watched, waited for the mack's return. hes as ready as he will ever be. he t-poses
5 yrs ago
Today Show 9-11-01 ~ Live on NBC as Tragedy Occurred [s l o w e d + r e v e r b]
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5 yrs ago
40 hours into the mass effect remaster. gameplay is good but not sold on the plot changes. wish garrus would stop saying "reaper? i hardly know her!" laugh track on the normandy is a weird choice too
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5 yrs ago
fine, since you asked so nicely officer, i will confess my crimes. since i was seven years old i have refused to match any socks in my sock drawer. i practice sock hookup culture. i am a slut
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<Snipped quote by Guess Who>

Well in Buffy the good guys always win, otherwise you know the world would end and all that but there's always a serious cost to saving the world. Unlike Supernatural where they just pull some powerful magic out of there ass with no repercussions.

The 6th season was depressing cause Buffy's life despite all the good she'd done had seriously gone to shit.


The whole point of Angel is that the good guys never really win for long.
Angel Ferrara - ROILING EMPATHY NOISES


"Angel Ferrara," the pretty boy extrapolated, holding out a hand to shake with a wide, polite smile. Now that there was no enmity between them regarding the job, thanks to Cyare, there shouldn't be any problems between them! "Kaia Iona's my teammate. It'll be good to work with all of you guys."

After he had shaken with Lux, and then with his teammate - is he okay? He looks frumpy - Angel stood back and shoved his hands in his pockets. His attention was back on Staunton. She had clearly forced out the last two words of her own introduction, and grown visibly sadder as she did so. Any idiot could see it, but especially an idiot like Angel - who had spent eighteen years perceiving the slightest changes in a creature in order to survive, and four more observing them on behalf of a blind girl.

He knew sadness. And, as Kaia could tell you, was possessed with the insatiable, earnest urge to smother it where he saw it. But that was Kaia. Cyare was a way more unknown variable. What did unknown variables like...hot tubs, magic...

"Why don't I make everyone breakfast before we head out?"

Eureka!
So I was supposed to take over the next contest after Kaithas disappeared last month, but the buildup to exams barely leaves me enough time to RP as it is. If anyone's had a contest idea burning 'em up lately, go for it.
"DRUUUUUUUU. Have you been letting the devil hitchhike in your motherboard again~?"

[kimiko-chan walks out of classroom; applause and laugh tracks play]
Lux Harken

Lux raised an eyebrow at that. As far as he was aware there were no laws about the amount of people who could take a job. Anyone could accept if the poster was still up.

Not that he wanted sole rights to the job himself either.

"Mind sharing?" He asked, "It's a pretty big paycheck. I'm sure we can find a way to split it evenly."


@Krayzikk @HereComesTheSnow @Caasicam

Angel Ferrara: The Other Guy


"Big enough to go six ways, though?"

Angel ran his hand along the back of his neck somewhat with an uncharacteristically half-bullish grin on his face. Kaia liked to typecast him as the complete innocent of the duo - which was mostly true, save when it came down to the nitty gritty of the paychecks that would keep Ferrara and Iona fed, clothed, and rested on their whirlwind southbound adventure. It was there, along with fights, where his rare beacons of confidence could shine.

And it looked like right now they might need that.

"Because my partner and I are already helping Cyare on the bridge job." He hoped Kaia would be cunning enough to play along. She usually was, but she wasn't exactly as up to speed as most of the others that had congregated; he'd hoped to talk to her about the job with Cyare before anyone else showed up. Angel hadn't really expected it to be a problem. "We were just talking out the details on the way here."
I made Lorena :D @Plank Sinatra







now i just need to make amy and then that means i drew basl xD


BROWN SUGAR

how come you taste so good
Kimiko-chan considered the depth of her fry dealer's stratagem carefully.

It was good he was here. Though her gut was still roiling at the sight of the accident, Daisuke's brash confidence in the face of waist-high EvilBots also filled her with a sense of determination. She supposed this was the fabled charisma inherent in all true delinquents, but all the same, the fact that he was willing to beat things up was good. It did not take fearlessness to attack the EvilBots, but it did take true bravery. Especially by taking all of them on the left.

It was a good plan, and played to Daisuke-kun's strengths. Kimiko-chan, however, intended to strike true fear into their synthetic hearts.

"Good plan. I will be taking the one at the center of their front row," Kimiko said stolidly. Daisuke turned to look at her in confusion, but it was clear from her face that her mind had been made up - even if he had no idea what it was going on about.

"I will defeat it and tame it," she continued, voice picking up steam, "because I am a girl, and robots know as little of a girl's fiery heart as any boy. I will pluck that thing directly from the heart of their vanguard and bring the sky blue back into its eyes. I am going to help these people by stealing that pizza bot. And then I want lunch."
"That's good. Good guys look after their sisters," Kimiko said, a bit unnecessarily. The vapid attempt small talk usually wasn't her kind of thing, but she was distracted by a horrific sight up the street ahead of them. Kimiko, usually ever languid, quickened her pace slightly to join the back of the transfixed crowd - a tactical decision that ensured she could be the first to gank Daisuke-kun's bike and consign him to the first course of the flesh buffet while she made her escape to the sea where no machine could follow and Daisuke were just far enough to call themselves safe, while just being close enough to see what was going on through the shoulders and whispers of bystanders.

Through the slowly-clearing smoke, a wreck was plainly visible - just as awful as Kimiko had feared, and as no one was rapidly hurrying to the cab, it was plain that survival was a pipe dream. It was the small legion of automatons that were forming up before the crowd that grabbed Kimiko's attention.

They carry pizza on their backs...yet carry malice in their eyes.

She was growing uncomfortable. The chewing on her gum became quiet, close-mouthed chomping.

"If you would, Daisuke-kun, begin chewing gum in earnest. If need be, we can create a minefield. Clog their wheels.""

A strip of Hubba Bubba Bubble Tape (TM) was distributed on an egalitarian basis to the one-time delinquent.
"I've been alright. I went to school today."

As they left the school grounds, Daisuke dragging his bicycle behind him, Kimiko pulled out her allocated pack of Friday gum - not a pack at all, truly, a large circular box containing enough Hubba Bubba Bubble Tape (TM) to put a Megazord on a leash. She tore off a strip about as long as a finger, rolled it into a tight circle, and popped it into her mouth.

A whole new kind of bubble, she thought in approval as they began traveling a route of streets familiar to them both.

"I don't know what I'm going to do this weekend, though. I think my parents are out of town. House gets quiet." She tossed her hair over her shoulder (perhaps not coincidentally, the left shoulder; thus affording protection to her auburn mane from the gum she chewed on the right side of her mouth) and made it bob slightly with a shrug. "I'll think of something. I usually do. What's up?"
Just need some guys on the streets.


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