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The crowd grew dim, there was not a sound before the announcer spoke up, "... T-the Partial Metal Slave has won...Akira Tokugawa." The crowd paused for a moment, before there was some clapping. Then it grew, and spread, as the stadium erupted in cheering. "Akira! Akira!"
Senator Vicaver was grinding his teeth side to side, as he glanced at the slave girl who was taken out by other slaves, due to the injuries she suffered. A smaller slave, covered in a dark green hide was on the ground scrubbing up blood with a sponge. Senator Vicaver glanced at the slave as he struck him with a balled up fist. He glanced down at the crowd, his face turning red, as he continued grinding his teeth. "... SLAAAAAVE! YOU WILL BE BROKEN!"
"I am just upset that you bet on him is all." Gabriel frowned, as the waters continued doing their job. Gabriel peered towards the tavern, as he waited for the waters to keep mending him up. He then glanced towards James, "You have to admit it was a cool looking fight." Gabriel then returned his focus to the tavern building.
Gabriel yelped out, "SHIT!", as his nose was pulled back into place. "... You never asked if I fought in hand to hand combat! I mean, just because my primary fighting is using my wondrous throwing blades, doesn't mean that I don't have plenty of other tricks!" Gabriel's face began clearing up from the various bruises due to the healing stream of water. "I totally looked heroic during that fight."
Gabriel mouth curled into a frown, as the stream moved towards his face and began its work. "Ah jeez! That stings!" Gabriel glanced at Billy, as he patted him. "T-thanks, and I will only fist fight when necessary." Gabriel gurgled, as the healing water continued towards his face. Please tell me I can't drown in this stuf- Well, I'm starting a bit better, I suppose. Gabriel's nose began cleaning up proper. Is this gonna reset my nose to? He thought to himself.
Ash frantically waved his robotic hand. "OOOH! OOOH! OOOH! MISTER JOHNSON PICK ME! PICK ME!" Ash lowered down his right arm, as he used it to fiddle with his necklace. "When are we getting paid? Can we get MORE than 50,000 Universal Credit Units? I'd like more! Yeah, you should pay us more! Oh, is there any form of sugar, or synthesized sugar that we can get here!? I want that now. OOOH! OOOH! MISTER JOHNSON! MISTER JOHNSON! Uhm..." Ash paused after frantically barraging with his series of questions. He moved his seat a bit back, "Oh! OH! Mister Johnson! I'm going to skin the ENKI guys alive. I need new rugs!" Ash slammed his head down on the table, as he peered down in the table, speaking in a melancholic tone. "I lost one of my human skinned rugs, I need some to replace them. But..." Ash began bawling, as tears began to flow onto the table, "IT W-W-W-WON'T REPLACE THE ONES IN MY HEAAAART!" Ash shook his head as he continued crying, he then immediately brought his head up. "OOH!" He brought up his metallic hand as he began frantically waving it again, "Can I put the guy in a highly elaborate Death Trap!? Like in Saw!? Like I'll totally set up the razor and stuff, it'll take a looooong time to set up, so I may get bored and just shoot him instead..."

Ash scratched his head as he glanced around, "Oh!" Ash eagerly raised his left index finger as he beamed a smile, "You guys we see that newest Horror Movie before we go to brutally murder that meanie-head?" Ash glanced at the group as emphasized his next point, "NO GIRLS ALLOWED THOUGH. MY SENSORS REVEAL THAT THEY HAVE A HIGHLY ADVANCED CONTAGION, "COOTIES". I WILL NOT ALLOW SUCH A CONTAGION TO SPREAD AMONG US!" Ash said that in a highly demanding tone of voice, before he calmed down, kinda. "I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, WANNA SEEE IT! I'MMA GONNA WATCH IT. YEAH. I'LL WATCH IT BEFORE WE GO OUT! Though killing is fuuuun..." Ash lowered his head onto the table, as he began tapping it with his left finger. "Ho... hum. Which one to do first?" Ash then looked at Mister Johnson, "Oooh! Mister Johnson! Why are you called Mister Johnson? I'm going to call you Duke Radical." Ash glanced to the rest of the group, "Guys, do you want to call him..." Ash put on a bland, uninterested face, "Dull Ol' Mister Johnson? OR..." Ash played a bit of air guitar, "DUKE RADICAL!?"
Krieg glanced at Wheelclimb, "FANTASTIC!" He raised his right fist into the air, "Now then, we probably should get around to actually doing this." Krieg grinned as he held onto the spark jar, "As for skills, yes, she has many skills." Krieg turned to the others, "Now then, we should be off!"
Gabriel glanced at Morthos, as he extended his hand out for the handshake. "G-gabriel Knotts, "The Laughing Scorpion", Professional Entertainer, Freelance Adventurer, and I will now add Fantastic Fist-Fighter, to my introduction." Gabriel turned back to glance at the chef, "Y-yeah." Gabriel turned his head to the side and coughed, before glancing back at Morthos, "Nice ta meet ya." Gabriel peered towards the Tavern for a moment, before returning his attention to Morthos. "A-and thanks for liking the material." He then focused upon Taliesin, who just blinked at Gabriel. Then Gabriel focused at the tavern for a little bit, before looking back to Morthos, "So uh... what do you do?" Gabriel's face continued having blood come down, dripping onto the ground below.
"Yes, if only we could have a form of mental stimulation, to help find the answers in an old man's thoughts. I too think I may remember the secret to defeating the creature. Yes, a trade of sorts does seem like it'd provide enough mental stimulation to rattle around these thoughts which would prove useful." Guo Fu began rubbing his chin, "Yes if only someone wanted to engage in a sort of trade... Perhaps a barter of sorts, perhaps we could remember the details proper. And for someone, who would want to travel to engage such a beast, they would enjoy a drink. After all, you can't hit the road, or rather lack of road, without a good cold one!"
Guo Fu faced the voice, "Oh yes, Ken! Yes, yes... Genbu's Grotto is the one you are thinking of. Oh, brother has beat me to it." Guo Fu shook his head. He peered around, as he began pulling on both sides of his mustache, "But the Grotto of Gulai... the creature there, oh it is a horrific sight. Few can properly describe the horrors that ensue, mostly as the majority of them who went died." Guo Fu sat down cross-legged. He patted down the ground while looking at Ken. "Now where was I... Oh yes, many say the Grotto while beautiful to look at, due to the glimmering hold, is said to have a most noxious odor to it. Oh yes, the sheer carnage and rotting bodies there..." Guo Fu shook his head as he made short clicking sounds, "Well, BROTHER, CAN YOU RECALL THE AMOUNT OF HEROES THAT WERE SAID TO HAVE GONE TO THAT GROTTO, ONLY TO PERISH?"
It is fine with me, get the sleep you need! Yeah, put up the IC when you are ready. The Kiddy Kingpin will have much work to do when the game starts.
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