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6 mos ago
Current bro wtf
7 yrs ago
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
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@Oblivion666Sorry if my post is crap, but i hope it sets the scene well enough.

Edit:Stalkers are stronger in that they wouldn't die from one hit like most flesh contsructs. It'd probably take a couple hits to kill them, though the mind venom could make it easier . . . or harder. Does the target need to have sentience in order for that stuff to tkae effect? If so, then it won't work on the constructs. Stats are that they're fast, make little noise while moving, and mainly ambush hunters. They hunt by sensing the heat signature of their targets as well.
Argus Leandros


Hyun's arrival and Marlene's laughter only drew a confused look from Argus, though the latter did get him to move his head in her direction. As he saw Marlene laughing at him, he also let out a small chuckle, lifting a hand to pint at her, only for the pain to finally catch up to him. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he hit the ground with a low thump. If Marlene were to look at her own self, she'd find that, more likely than not, her own clothes had been destroyed as well, leaving her once again naked to the world, though the embarrassment should be less as their weren't any other men around to see the crystal mage in her birthday suit.

@Lmpkio

Nidhogg


"Mediocre," was all Nidhogg had to say as Hikage initiated her attack, as all of her blades were intercepted by a wall of bone that had shot up from the ground, causing them to get stuck as the material hardened and grew around them. After that, the ivory wall quickly began to expand into a large dome, sliding over everything it it's way like an onrushing wave. While the soil was pushed back this advancing perimeter, the trees stayed where they were, the bone parting like water around them and closing immediately after passing them. Hikage would find the onslaught particularly hard to escape, as skeletal hands would burst from the wall in an attempt to grab her and drag her into the advancing wall. The wall would only stop growing once it had reached a rather large diameter of 20 meters all around, making it cover quite a large expanse.

On the inner side of the dome, there would be nothing but darkness and decay. The forest would be completely pitch black, not a smidgen of light to be found anywhere. The air was also soon to be filled with the scent of rotting flesh, as Nidhogg, situated at near the top of the dome in a hanging ivory pod, used his crawling horror magic to create boneless amalgamations of flesh to spread across the dome, releasing the sickly odor throughout the interior. After that, he'd make 3 stronger creatures, which he'd call , to hunt down the assassin. If she wasn't in the dome, the stalkers would exit out, the bone opening up to allow them passage in and out easily. Hikage, is she came close to the dome, would be assaulted by the hands again.

While the stalkers engaged the woman, Nidhogg would begin to alter the interior, causing spires of bone to grow and crisscross across the inside, so as to further push this battle in his favor. By making sure that his bone constructs were present in every area of the forest, he'd always have an advantage.

I do hope that the woman didn't avoid my attack. I don't really plan on leaving nor do I wish to have this go on longer than needed. I don't want to miss any more of the games than I have to

@Oblivion666
@LmpkioCool, I understand why just wanted to keep thinks moving a little ok our end. Post whenever you're ready.
@LmpkioCould you just settle for just a Marlene post? No rush, just a suggestion.
@ShikaruWell, Alex is free if any of your character need someone to interact with.
@RocketteHow many drugs has Evangeline taken, cause I think it was all of them.
Damian Alexander-Ahote Mallory


"Yeah, well, most guy's aren't as cool as I-Shit," Alex had attempted to put his hand on the railing to strike a semi-cool pose, but his hand slipped and he ended up slamming his side into the solid rod of metal that was there to keep him safe. To his credit, he took it like a man, simply letting out a low breath as he rose back up, trying to act as if nothing had happened. When the small red head thanked him for his gesture, he gave a slight nod, not wanting to aggravate his side by actually speaking. He smiled again, this one being more genuine as he was glad to see something he invented help someone out, even if it was only for a little bit, as he was soon scrabbling to catch the complex piece of machinery as the girl tossed it to him. Signing him off with a good-bye and a promise to talk again before heading off in the direction of the other students to the school.

Alex waited a little bit till she was out of sight, then let out a long breath, feeling the anxiety flow right out of him. That had been his first conversation with someone close to his age in years, and tat had been when he was in middle school. He had been afraid that he wouldn't be able to connect with others properly due to his perceived gap in mental maturity, but it seemed that wasn't the case. Turning his eyes towards the water, he couldn't help but let his sight drift over to his prosthetic arm.

Six years . . . I still can't believe it's been so long.

Raising up the wrapped limb, he couldn't help but feel the weigh of what he'd lost way down on him. He had been robbed of his youth, of his friends, and had almost been robbed of his family if the stories of how many times his father had overworked himself over those years were even close to true. All because of some group of crazy scientist deciding they wanted to play with people's lives. He knew that he should be glad that he was even alive, and that not many people got this second chance, but every so often, he couldn't help but think of what had been done to him, and be overcome by his anger and despair. Without a word, he slammed his metal arm down on the railing, denting the metal as he looked off into the horizon.

"Huh . . . I never thought I'd miss being able to cry." He whispered to himself, shaking slightly with barely contained emotion before he swallowed it down, pushing it deep down inside of himself like he'd been doing for nearly two years now. He didn't want to deal with these thoughts right now, so he simply ignored them for now. Turning around, he joined with the last vestiges of the students walking off the boat, taking a few deep breaths in order to calm himself down, anchoring himself once again in the present. He didn't want to have a panic attack in on the first day of school, or any day for that matter, and the best way to get one was to remind himself of past events. By the time the Head Mistress began speaking, he had gained control of himself once again, taking note of everything she said with a shrug of his shoulders. It was about what he expected, they were here to help him, and if he broke the rules, they'd be the one to kick him in the ass for trying to pull any stunts while they were watching. He wasn't likely to get in much trouble as long as he kept his cool, so he was certain he had nothing to worry about in accordance to discipline.

Once they were all dismissed to the cafeteria, Alex quickly got himself one big piece of ham, a few baked potatoes, broccoli . . . and at least 5 things of ice cream. Within a half an hour minutes, it was all gone, Alex sucking off the last of the juices from his fingers as he patted his stomach, feeling very satisfied with his meal selection, especially the desert, which he thought was to die for. Once that was taken care of, he made his way to the Reception Hall, spending another few minutes in line before he was given his room number and the name of his roommate, a guy by the name Mickey Keahl. The thought of roommates caused Alex to sigh, as he knew that it'd mean having to deal with people possible gawking at his arm, and probably worse, asking him about the scars. The entire scenario was already giving him a headache.

Alex dropped by his room, throwing his stuff on a random bed he claimed as his( with a hi-tech number lock on his luggage to keep them from getting any ideas in case they were one of the delinquent types. He didn't like to think that way anoyr others before he met them, but he'd rather feel guilty for now than feel pissed off later if it actually happened. After that, he waited for a grand total of 6 minutes for jus partner to show, though he did leave a holographic note on one if the other beds. The note simply read: 'Got board, went to explore the school, see you later, -Alex.' He ended the message with a gif of him exiting out the door with a wave and the phrase "Nice to meet cha!" drop down in bright bubble letters.

Alex had left for the Student Lounge, wanting to see who else he could talk to, maybe even see that short red head chick again. She seemed nice and cu-No, nope, that thought's been shut down. I need to focus on making friends, nit getting caught up in my own damn hormones. Just be chill, be nice, and don't over-think things. With that in mind, Alex took a deep breath, than went off to mingle with the populace.

@Mr Allen J

@UrbanEvolution
@LmpkioArgus never does anything reckless without being absolute about it. When he's in the heat of battle craziness, then you're likely to see him pull some crazy shit. There's a reason his name is the Crimson Demon besides the color of his magic. He always leaves the arena covered in blood, both his foes and his own.
@RocketteJames is countered as a Ravager, right? Just wanted to make sure, since the armor for them looked similar enough to his Cerburus armor to make sense.
@LmpkioFine by me, though I doubt Lugu and Oblivion will do the same. Argus' death is all but assured. So, did you expect Argus to pull the stunt with his arm?
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