Renny

Gundam Build Fighters Maximum - IC and OOC

Lol, wow. I need hurry up with the prequel to that. Need see this for my self.

Gundam Build Fighters Maximum - IC and OOC

For all it's worth I'll tell you this now. A mobile armor, you know those big huge things that requires multiple people to pilot it in series by regulations, got bitch slapped like it was a basic GM by one unit. One unit. It can glide on beams. it can bounce off bits/funnels. It has a GN Shield. It tanked a mobile armor's beam FULL ON due to the GN Shield that came out of nowhere as it was clear the pilot was surprised. And this suit was made last minute by it's pilot.

vancexentan

Last minute? I would had understood if the Gunpla was carefully designed to take it on. And it wouldn't of bothered me if there was some system involved but it was built last minute.

Gundam Build Fighters Maximum - IC and OOC

Yep now it's official the suits of gundam try fighters are over powered pieces of garbage. Where's the tension and the sense of either side winning? The suit rides of fucking beams. It tanked a mobile armor power shot. It no sold an entire swarm of funnels/bits. The suits can rip through standard ace customs like trash. I'm seriously disappointed in this series action based scenes. They're too flashy and too over the top super robot style compared to traditional gundam shows. What made Heero vs. Zechs, Amuro vs. Char, Hamam vs. Judau, Paptimus vs. Kamile, and other series finals so awesome was how evenly matched these suits are and how they worked they're way up the ranks. Try Fights? Lol NOPE super robots smashing fucking smaller robots into oblivion because main fucking characters. Sorry for the rant but the latest episode cemented my disgust for how strong these suits are.

vancexentan

I recently got back into Gundam Build Fighters, so I haven't seen Try yet. If its anything like you're saying, I'll be thrown off of it quickly.

Gundam Build Fighters Maximum - IC and OOC

Thomas Law - THE BLUE STAR Brave Passion clashed with the golden mecha for a moment, the humming of the two beamsabers pushing each other made the bout all the more real. Outwardly the youth eyes narrowed, realizing the difference between this man and other Gunpla Battlers he had met so far. This one had some experience under his belt, that much was obvious from his quick block, but was enough to beat him? that was the real question. As his opponent broke away from the clash, he lowered his four-petaled shield to block the kick and let him burst away. He wasn't into chasing, at least not usually but this guy could actually offer him a good fight. It would had been easy to impale the protruding leg but he didn't want to end it too quickly. With that mode-change, he's definitely quicker but not by too much. Me and my sister did a good job with this Gunpla and its not just for show! he thought aloud. The blue-horned Unicorn sped off towards the Asteroid, Byzantine hid behind, the radar on the interface bleeped more the closer he got. He held his shield up in case of fire, laxed his hands on the controls in case of emergency maneuvers, and held his beamsaber off to his side. "You won't beat me by simply looking. Its experience that really teaches the soul. It's a quote from my sister, you should probably write it down." Diane Law - RED HOT Walking aimlessly through the campus was a beauty of a woman. Red hair tied up in a messy bun, her golden eyes were prodding the ground for something missing. She had lost it. She had freaking lost it and it was the latest volume too. Here she thought she'd get a good read in while waiting for her Narutard. She smoothed out the formal dress she was wearing for the meeting with Thomas' principle today, mother couldn't make it and neither could Luke. So she was the next best thing, of course she would had done a better job than Luke anyway. Looking up, she pulled a strand behind her ear and spotted the cover of her magazine in a boy's hand. With an exaggerated yelled, she sprinted off towards him, her steps perfectly balance in the heels she wore. Smoke was thrown up behind her as she came to a stop and heaved in front of him. "You! you have my magazine!" she huffed, cheeks blown up and oddly cute. "Its really expensive and I had to fly it out from Japan, please give it back."

Chronicle: Second Ascended

Inspiration is good! Love the character cast we have. I wont be able to post until i get home from work. & that sounds good Nallore, take your time. Everyone is accepted. ^^ Edit: i adore these posts so far. This will be so much fun, especially after tonight. I'll make a time skip once we get to the sinkhole.

Leviathan

*wipes brow* Ahh thats good. I worried last night lol. But now i feel much better.

Chronicle: Second Ascended

Hmm, I'm going to have to apologize for posting without being approved. I'm extra sleepy right now, so I wasn't thinking. I ended up reading and got inspired to post. So sorry about that.

Naruto: Clash of Wills {Remake}

Lol all in due time. Genji probably has RL stuff to deal with.

Chronicle: Second Ascended

Luca Song The sky above was riveting, blue and black cascaded together, creating a masterpiece for raw diamonds to sit on. Now he could see why he forced himself to attend the get together. Being outside with the blaring music in the background left little room for him to think or rest. It kept him up, awake. He let out a breath. Awake was always a good thing for him, even if it did make him a bit cranky. In the long run it was the glue that held him together, the small piece of comfort that pushed the demons away. While the Castle was lit behind him, he found himself sitting on a large rock sticking out from the overgrown grass. His hands were cold from the stony surface; he leaned back just enough to feel its edges push against the muscle underneath. The pain drove the encroaching memories back into his slow-beating heart. He didn't want them ruining his night or haunting him on his way home. Sometimes just the thought of sleeping left the feeling of impeding fright at his doorstep, often leading him to staying up all night. He figured this would be one of those nights. He turned around when he heard uncut grass and dead stems being crunched. Ah shit, he thought as noticed two girls approaching. One was dressed up, looking rather doable if he could say so, while the other, in comparison to her friend anyway, was less. Either way, none of them interested him enough for him to stick around. Raising up off the rock, he vaulted down the small space and stuck his hands in his pockets to keep the cold from grabbing them. He walked pass without saying a word; no gesture; no friendly smile; no response. He wanted to be a ghost, he thought to himself. Someone that vanished and was okay to forget. That way he wouldn't have to go through the pain his brother must surely be in up-above. Watching a carcass walk about as if alive. Luca spared a glance up towards the dark heavens. "Must sucks to watch me crumble for this long," he muttered lowly, coming around the castle and to the front entrance. "You can only blame yourself for this disaster." He sighed and looked up, only to see a girl with chestnut hair falling around her face. For a moment she was all he saw but he quickly shook himself of it and marginally acknowledged the dark haired girl beside her by straightening his slouch. Again, he couldn't bring himself to address the ladies. Instead, he rubbed the side of his neck before dropping his hand tiredly and walking off towards the forest. The fresh air and natural noise would do better at quailing his self-pity. He didn't like looking crazy but what else would people think when he spoke to himself and was as moody as a bitch in heat.

W&T: FT RP!

Naturally, can't be one without causing gallons of collateral damage, then footing their master the bill, I don't know about Vyper, but Harpy is probably in for a supreme ass kicking by a pissed off loli Guild Master.

Raijinslayer

Women are always super scary :(

Chronicle: Second Ascended

'Gradually, I take another step. Gradually, I continue to live'

Appearance: Luca is a tall youth with black curls strewn about his head, high-cheekbones, and laser-like black eyes. He is built lean with not much to see in the arms department, though his six-foot height offers a balance to his lack of muscle. He has a expressive way of dressing, more often than not he can be seen wearing anything from urban layers to vintage casual. His porcelain skin is near flawless, all except for a puncture scar where his right lung is. He lacks tattoos, finding them to be a waste of energy and is fond of wearing silver accessories. Name: Luca Song Age: 22 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Study: Biosciences Interests: Hiking, Kendo, Studying, and Swimming. Brief bio/personality traits: Recluse and cold, Luca is probably the most contradicting person to exist on the earth. Before the tragic murder/suicide of his father and older brother, he was quite the average kid. He was willing to try new things and explore the world around him but after the traumatic night, Luca has sense dulled out. The color in his soul was plunged and he became noticeably estranged to his mother and remaining family. Night terrors haunt him ritually, visiting him when his eyes close. He can see the final air bubbles leaving his brother's mouth as he shoved him up from Convertible, his father's lifeless body at the wheel. In the beginning it was enough to wake him up weeping but now-a-days, he simply shake it off and wish that he could forget. He's incredibly harsh to those that stick their noses in his business and even colder to anyone that attempts to be his friend, its not odd that he's usually alone but there is a part of him that yearns for someone to take the weight off. To take the blame off of his shoulders. Theme song: Ella Henderson: Ghost