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9 yrs ago
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10 yrs ago
A sentence you wasted 5 seconds to read.
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10 yrs ago
Who came up with the idea to make our statuses quotes from philosophers, anyway?
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11 yrs ago
We could be doing something productive with our lives... instead, we're here.
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11 yrs ago
A random quote from some philosopher that we'll forget in a few moments.
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I have taken the 100th IC post. Where is my complimentary cookie?
When the zombies began charging toward them, Conna'Cel's first action was to react with hostile force. Quickly transforming his arms into their respective weapons, he sliced through one zombie's waist while shooting another in the torso. However, the zombies that were injured continued to move around. "Recalculating," Conna'Cel said, then shot another in the head, this one staying down for good. Conna'Cel then decided to attack them from the air. "Flight mode activated," Conna'Cel said, his wings appearing from his back. Floating up to a height so that the zombies couldn't just reach up and grab him, he trained his gun at the zombies and began firing with short bursts, each burst taking down one zombie at a time.
Yeah, that's why I'm refraining from posting any further.
Uh oh, shit's going down.
Daniel - Armory Class Daniel couldn't even get one iota of relaxation in this classroom. All this talk about the White Fang and terrorists and Grimm... it was enough to drive anyone insane. Even though Daniel had no desire to get involved, he couldn't just let this ignorant punk run his mouth off like that, even after Amaranth tried to defuse the situation. Jumping out of his seat, he casually strolled up to Ivan, his arms already set ablaze as a result of his Semblance. "A lot of people say that a dog's bark is worse than his bite, and I'd say that it's true for you as well," Daniel said. "Sure, the White Fang aren't the good guys in the world, but you honestly expect humans to be any better? Humans are just as capable of the things that the White Fang have done." Daniel's hair turning blonde from his Semblance, he continued, "You sound like you've never seen what a human could do. How a human strips away a Faunus' pride, beats him bloody and senseless, even uses him as a shield to take the blow from someone else." Daniel's eyes had a deep sense of pain within them, showing the truth for anyone who looked within them. Daniel then attempted to grab Ivan by his shirt and bring him close to his face. "If anything, humans are the true animals. You speak so mighty from such a weak, one-sided position." Daniel then dropped him onto a seat, saying, "Follow her advice and stay down." The seemingly most ironic thing about what Daniel had said was that he himself was a human, yet he was saying all those things about humans. Daniel then walked back to his seat to try to get on with the class.
Hmm... Well, let's see where this goes.
Press Dalton - Press Shop of Electronics "Thank you, come again!" Press said, completing yet another sale at his little shop. Another seemingly typical day at Press Shop of Electronics. Only when it began raining did the amount of customers decrease somewhat. After all, sane people wouldn't be using their electronic gadgets in the rain. As the few customers left his shop, Press sighed. Not much left to do now. Maybe he should close up shop early. Then a flashing red light came up on a tablet. Press was fully alert now, since he linked that tablet with his automaton Horus, who was supposed to alert Press for anything that was out of the ordinary. Turning on the tablet screen, Press was rather surprised to see what could only be described as a UFO. The UFO was already causing chaos and disorder among the public, and police efforts were having no effect. Press could not stand idly by while this was happening. Press locked the front door to his shop, then went into the back room where he kept his tools and other materials. Locking the door to that too, he pulled and rotated a few seemingly random items scattered about the place, then stepped back as a large container appeared in front of him. Two doors opened, revealing a slot for his body. Putting himself into it, Press' mechanical suit of armor was quickly equipped, each piece quickly and carefully installed with precision. As it booted itself up, Press was already out the back door to his shop. The door automatically locking itself behind Press, the wings in Press' suit extended, and Press shot up into the sky. He then changed direction and shot toward the UFO, flying as fast as his suit would allow. Reaching the location of the site, he flew over to one of the beams that had people already half way along the path inside the aircraft and grabbed as many people as his suit would allow to carry. After setting down the rescued citizens onto the ground, he flew back up to try to save some more, only for the aliens to shoot at him with their blue lasers. Doing his best to avoid the laser fire, he pointed his arm at them and returned fire, shooting a laser at one group of aliens and knocking them backwards with the resulting explosion. Quickly, he grabbed a few more people in the beams and did his best to get them to safety. Setting them down onto the ground, Press said to them through a voice filter, "Quick, get to safety." A laser hit him in the shoulder, causing him to lose his balance for a second, then he managed to right himself. There was no injury created, thanks to his armor, but Press certainly didn't want any more to hit him.
Silence will fall when the question is asked.
Also, I've been thinking about changing Press' Alias to Paragon. So... yeah.
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