Avatar of Searat
  • Last Seen: 1 yr ago
  • Joined: 6 yrs ago
  • Posts: 1537 (0.68 / day)
  • VMs: 0
  • Username history
    1. Searat 6 yrs ago
  • Latest 10 profile visitors:

Status

Recent Statuses

5 yrs ago
Current Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting?
10 likes
5 yrs ago
Pizza is a main course, but is also a pie. Therefore, I can eat pizza as my meal and have another pizza as my dessert.
3 likes
6 yrs ago
When I need a left sock, there is none. When I don't need one, there is a surplus. I think the world is toying with me.
2 likes
6 yrs ago
Sunny days are meant to be spent in a dark room surfing the net and watching series in netflix.
11 likes
6 yrs ago
Eating a stick of butter is not as fun as it sounds to be.
4 likes

Bio

I am Searat
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.

My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)

As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.

Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.

Most Recent Posts

The Real Battle Begins.




A good deal of other participants joined in the fray. The Butterfly Ninja, The Hydromancer, and a member of the Yuheng Sect. All individuals that the FDN had kept close tabs on. He was very pleased that they managed to keep the paranormal away from the normalcy of Earth, but he guesses that they couldn't keep the secret any longer. Titus smirked at the sight. Then a light chuckle followed. Not long after, it turned into a hearty laugh. The sight of the usually cold and stoic head of the FDN unsettled those in the command room slightly. "Apologies...heh...I just thought I'd never see the day that Operation Burning Cover would actually be used. Protocols A through G are in effect. Let's hop to it ladies and gentlemen." With a singular chorus of 'Yes sir' the staff redoubled their efforts and focus. Titus couldn't have asked for a better workforce than those of his employees.

Meanwhile...


"Spacial anomaly detected. Recalculating plans..." Grizzly-1 said as Sign Master nearly effortlessly redirected the blast of energy. Harmlessly impacting...an invisible force? His sensors then picked up three new life signatures in the combat zone. The mech's AI recalculated the current strategy into prioritizing the safety of the organics present. What better way to keep them safe by keeping the hostile xeno-lifeform focused on it? But before it could act, the creature caused two more anomalies. One to prevent them from getting into melee range and another had summoned boulders the size of people crashing down upon them!

But with the intervention of the strange oar wielding woman, the waters she controlled reduced the boulders to a nearly harmless shower of stone. Merely doing superficial damage to the paint job of the mech. Raising a hand to give the woman a thumbs up as a sign of appreciation, it warned them of its attack. "Please cover your ears." If sound was still able to bypass the anomaly caused by the 'no trespassing' sign, then a concussive force created by sound will as well. Rerouting the energy meant for the arm lasers to its voice module, it modulated the volume to the maximum limit. Turning the somewhat mundane voice module of the machine into an impromptu one shot sonic cannon. Lunging forward and aiming its head at Sign Master, Grizzly-1 unleashed a powerful roar.
I'm relatively fine as of the moment.

Oh whoops.
I knew I was forgetting something.
I'll have Titus and Grizzly-1 up soonish.
Apparently Not a Waste of Government Funds.



Warning klaxons blared and red emergency lights flashed on and off throughout an underground facility hidden beneath the peaceful Coral City. Dozens upon dozens of staff ran to and fro through the dull grey halls, some even stumbling over one another as they desperately tried to go to their respective posts during this emergency. Never had the city -nay- the world managed to face such an emergency of this magnitude. Aliens were invading the planet Earth. Humanity had always believed that they were not alone in this universe, but they hadn't expected their first contact with other intelligent life forms would be such an openly hostile one!

But the secretive Federal Department of Normality was always prepared.

From the spillage of information regarding the existence of the paranormal to the very extinction of humanity as a whole, the FDN had plans A to Z ready for each situation...not that Earth needed any of them since the creation of the Department. An excuse that nearly de-funded the FDN several times in the past four decades. But now...now they knew that they weren't a waste of tax payer's money. In the command room there was a clamor of voices ranging from information of the attack to the current location and actions of the invader. Screens were showing the flow of data and live video feeds of the city, news broadcasts, social media, and even the strange metallic creature itself.

Everyone was in a panic, all but one. The current department head and founder of the FDN. Retired Field Marshal Titus Ross. Hardened by years of experience both on and of the battlefield, the news barely phased the old man. Hell it didn't even stop him from smoking his pipe. With a simple wave of his hand, an intern handed him all relevant documents and records of the incident that occurred no longer than ten minutes ago. "Hmm. A humanoid creature with the ability to use road signs to predetermine actions of things...we don't know the full capacity of this monster. We'll just have to send some of our best." A number of the staff paused and looked back to Titus. He couldn't have meant sending that. Lumps formed in their throats as they waited for the words to come out of their leader's mouth. "Sound for an evacuation order for the immediate vicinity of the monster. Send Grizzly-1 to the scene." A collective sigh of relief was shared throughout the command room. They weren't using that…yet.


Just as Sign Master reached the outskirts of Coral City proper, a looming figure roughly five meters tall stood in its path forward.

"Greetings, hostile xeno-lifeform. Prepare for termination." its synthesized 'voice' blared, uncaring and monotonous, before raising an arm and emitting a focused nova of searing energy at the alien.
Noted.
Do we have the clear to post in IC?

HP: 661/661 | MP: 567/567 | SP: 630/630




"The tracks end here. Up to us and our intuition to decide which route is the most viable for reptoids to dwell in secrecy." Raime says as he couldn't spot any more tracks of the lamias as the dirt of the grove became the cold stone of the tunnels. The scout sheathed his sword and put his armored hand to his chin in thought as he tried to slim down his deductions to where the lamia nest may be. It had to be secure enough to allow them to keep living prey away from the predatory reach of other species. That ruled out the route populated by other species as it would be a pain in the ass to deal with when transferring captives. An open area was a no go either if they were trying to be discreet. Leaving the steep cavern and the underground lake cavern. "I think the nest is either in the steep cavern or the waterlogged one. Either way is a good possibility, in my opinion at least."











"Huh. Guess he didn't need help after all." Leo says with a nonchalant shrug. He didn't expect the thug to actually notice the slugs but he did apparently. 'Good for him I suppose' he thought as he watched the skateboarder weave through the remaining slug tongues. Though sad that he used up two of his ration bars, it allowed him and the others to navigate the hazard with more ease now that a cluster of the slugs were happily digesting the food he threw. But still...two days worth of food gone could be an annoyance in the future.

Just as he was deciding how to ration his remaining food bars, Imarui walked past him. Reminding the armored man that he should probably party up with the kid if he wanted to try keeping her safe during this delve. "Hey, Imarui. Overheard that you were partying up with Meixue and Turel. Mind if I tag along too?" Looking behind him to the ex-soldier and burial agent. "If they don't mind me tagging along, that is."

@VitaVitaAR@Rune_Alchemist@AzureKnight
I have a character in mind that I plan to use for at least three or four monsters but I'll wait for the monster post to see if it needs some tweaking.


"Wai-!" Leo yells out to the thuggish youth too late as he blindly rushes forward and deeper to the illuminated path without a care in the world; seemingly unaware to the dangers it may bring to him or, worst case scenario, to the rest of the group. The armored man ran after the fiery red-head with surprising speed and agility enough for him to notice the true danger of the path. Screaming slugs laid in wait. Nothing more than biological trip alarms, but what made them a proper hazard was the creatures it would notify that a possible meal was nearby.

And Oribara was heading straight for a cluster of them.

Leo had to think quickly before a possible catastrophe occurred. Re-slinging his battle rifle, two of his now free hands reached into the side pockets of his bag and pulled out a two day's worth of rations and threw them at the Screaming Slugs. Who would have known that those nutrition packed but tasteless food bars would see use other than consumption? If the plan was successful, it would have a cluster of the slugs focus on the food bars and hopefully give Oribara an opportunity to pass through without causing an alarm. If the younger man was skillful enough to avoid them.

@ERode

© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet