Renny

Gundam Build Fighters Maximum - IC and OOC

If Suku doesn't post tonight, I'll have post up tomorrow.

W&T: FT RP!

Lol am I going to become a skeleton, than everyone can call me the bony wretched one. Other RP?

W&T: FT RP!

That post just flowed from the imagination. It might be a bit far-fetched lol. Let me know it seems too much.

W&T: FT RP!

Sable Rhodroth - WRETCHED ONE "I don't know what the hell has gotten into you," he told the mask man, his crimson flames erupting over his body as the phantoms were summoned. "But I won't hold back," he growled, his voice straining. He hadn't noticed but ever since he had eaten that fire from earlier, his body had felt odd. It actually felt... hot. As if his very core was bursting with energy, boiling his insides and magical essence. It was weird but his gut literally cringed, sending him to the ground in a frenzy of clenching muscles. Something he didn't have the time for at the moment. His fist crashed into the earth, deep veins spreading out from the impact and etching themselves into the side of the cliffs around. He growled in pain as the flames around him engorged and spread outwards, racing towards the many phantoms in the form of a immense torch, Sable being the wit powering it. The very island shook with his overbearing rage, and he couldn't explain it but it was like all his sanity was being consumed by fire "I- I... I can't-" His words were consumed by a vicious roar, his flames clearly visible from afar. The massive fire ceased to exist as he reigned in control, leaving remnants licking the blackened earth and cliffside. Glowing brown slants peered out towards Enda, a scaled patterned laying around his eyes as he stood up straight. His gaze was notably feral and cold, a great difference from his usual expression. With a single step, a blade of fire raced through the cracked ground and towards Enda. "This strength... I'm five times, no, at least ten times stronger than before. But how?" he wondered, oblivious to the flames drifting from his body but keenly aware of his heightened senses.

W&T: FT RP!

O_O I haven't read the post yet but I saw Shar's post and now I'm freaking out lol.

W&T: FT RP!

Dropping in to take a peek at you all. What's going on?

]{Naruto: Jaded Ideals}[

Hato Uchiha - White Wing He spotted Yuen as she dashed onto the scene, her own heroics helping to stop the small skirmish. He smiled as she revealed formidable presence, ceasing the fighting between her charges and his own. The two warriors retreated a few feet, glancing down at the ground in shame, their cloaks flowing in a dust filled wind. It was easy to admit that he was glad he didn't have to commit to assaulting his clansman, he deplored combat without cause, and found himself battling far more often than he liked. He sighed before raking his hand through his curly chestnut hair, his eyes looking to Yuen. "Thanks for the help," he told her, looking over towards Avin and his three comrades. They were now mere shells of the rage beforehand. "Avin," he reprimanded harshly. "What are you doing? Rin is hurt you know, did you do that?" "The lad got in the way on accident, I was trying to save him." "From?" "Kyoumu," he said, nodding towards a smug Uchiha with five others holding bloodsoaked weaponry. "He talked ill of my late wife, I could not allow him to leave unharm. Even if we are clansman." Hato thought about the situation before rubbing his temple. "What do you think, Yuen? These small attacks are happening more and more frequently between these two. They'll end up starting a blood feud. "

Spiderverse: the Return

Well I hope things work out man. I'll be on stasis till you call for us.

Chronicle: Second Ascended

Let me know if I took it a bit too far, @Leviathan EDIT: Sorry about the double post.

Chronicle: Second Ascended

Luca Song Am I stupid? or just looking for my own destruction? He decided that he it may had been a bit of both. Normally he would had found the whole situation repulsive. He surrounded by other people and just so happened to follow another into a dark forest that led to eerie hole in the ground. The very mention of it all brought a scowl to his face. And even with his gut telling him no, he couldn't find it in himself to leave the guy. No words were spoken as he descended into the hole after him, traveling through the low earthen ceiling, and coming up behind him; the crackle of dislodge earth announced his presence. He gave Desmond a cursory glance once the beaming sound bounced against the walls. This time, he found himself curious and he walked slowly towards the sound. Once he reached the large, pointed crystal, Luca looked towards Desmond. "What, the hell is this?" he asked, taking a few steps closer towards it. Something told him not to, before he had even thought it, something had yelled to him to stop but the urge was too strong. It was like the crystal was calling out to him, the low and baritone echo that it emitted raced out the closer he got and the small roots that gripped it, arched out towards him like small fingers. So he touched the tip of the crystal and when he did, the events that happened next sent his brows high and eyes wide with fear. Visions, no memories erupted through his brain. Memories of his brother and father before the crash, air bubbles that floated below. And then his nose started to bleed, it leak out like a crack faucet. He turned to Desmond for help. "Help me, please."