Merry Christmas boyos, don't forget to, like, be a good person and stuff. Also start thinkin of a new years resolution you'll actually go through with.
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8 yrs ago
Status update: staying up all n8ght fuckin sucks and procrastination is a vile temptress.
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9 yrs ago
4 months into this hole 'being a responsible adult thing' and I've come to a conclusion: It sucks and I want to go back to the days where I didn't have to plan out my game time.
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9 yrs ago
Was supposed to be productive tonight. . . will try to be productive in the morning
I wouldn't say that, while the event do seem similar, the circumstances are completely different. Vordil killed dragons out of necessity, then power, then vengeance, has lost his entire clan, his family, his life, and almost his sanity. I'd say there are quite a few differences between the two
As long as none of the recruits give him lip, they get to keep their legs. But seriously, I'll keep it reasonable and it will only show during class and serious situation, other than that, he's a pretty all right guy.
"Please, call me Blitz," Ian said with a smile as he gave the beachball to the guy asking for it, "And I'd rather not be responsible for the destruction innocence for the children present on the beach, so the bungalow it is. We'll have to try doing that in public another time, sounds exciting." Blitz smiled at Isabella, taking her in his arms and blitzing them to the bungalow in a blur of motion.
Ian laid Isabella down on the bed in the hut's spacious bedroom, kissing her again with a firery passion as his fingers roamed her nude form. Using his ability, he made his fingers vibrate ever so slightly as he trailed his hands along her more sensitive regions, and filled his mouth with a sensual feeling of heat, doing both by vibrating the molecules inside his body in different ways. As the kissing and touchingnfrom both of them grew in intensity, Ian held Isabella's wrists and slowly brought them upwards above their heads, cutting off the passionate make-out session with the click of padded hand-cuffs. Before Isabella couod comprehend what was happening, she found herself blindfolded, unable to see anything.
"Hope you don't mind me trying this, but I assure you that you'll enjoy it. I've bern told the anticipation is maddeningly pleasureable." Ian whispered into her ear, and then she'd feel his hands running their way up and down her body with a sensual slowness, teasing her to the brink of release, before drawing away with a light chuckle. He'd continue this forna small while, then just stop, leaving Isabella in total silence, unable to move, completely naked, and blind-folded.
Ian had never intended to go all the way, he just saw that Alto needed some help and it would give him a chance to see if he could pull that off. Now that he had, he wondered how long it'd take Isabella to know he had left. He then realized that he didn't want to find out, as she'd likely be pissed. Her little disc monster was currently tied to a tree, unconscious, and had all of it's eyes tapped shut with a lot of duct-tape and a ton of Gorilla glue. With the clock now ticking, he had to think of something to do. It was at this moment, however, that he saw Light on the beach. Oh, it's that girl whose on all the posters, hmmm, I wonder . . .
With a smile and a blur, Ian appeared right next to Light with an arm over her shoulder and a question in the air.
"I've always wondered, is there anything under that skirt? If there is, do you mind if I take a look."
When Javkson saw Rli dfivinh Kuro around like a sleighdog, he simply turned away, deciding to leave the fool to his fate. Not my body, not my problem, though I will take that fire whip ability. Instead, he walked over to Camille and Ann with an apologetic smile on his face.
"Hello, I'm Jackson and I wish to apologize for my . . . brother's behavior. As you can see, it's caught up with him in a rather humiliating way. I hope he didn't ruin your day to badly."
Kuro was currently praying to his lord to find a way to end his torment. Even the sweet release of death would be preferable to this humiliation. "Silence you heathen, the Great Potato shall boil you head on oil for your abuse of I, his most loyal of subjects." Kuro cried out, before letting out a yelp as he felt himself the heated stink of the whip on his behind.
Jaden moved a creature to his castle, upon which he tapped it with his finger, causing it to grow in size as biomass was fed to it, giving it a tough exoskeleton and larger muscles. His did this with two other creatures, protecting all of his bases, before sending two of his creatures to the same location, fusing them together into a big guy right on the border with two sets of arms dipped with Razor blades.
He didn't explain a word, wondering how Eden would react. Though in his defense, Eden had never sought the information of whether or not the rules Jaden had stated were the only rules to the game.
Half way finished with Vordil's history, in case you want to check it over. Leave any and all comments until after the history has been finished, however, since it still is incomplete.
I'll have to rework some stuff, main reason for age is because I wanted him to have had a place in the war when it started. He's basically a dragon hunter that switched sides, but still holds a hidden resentment towards them due to the fact that a dragon killed his family and destroyed his clan. I was thinking of having him be one of the first raiders or something like that.