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2 yrs ago
Current Bro, how does this site stay the same but change so much in just a few years. Damn
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5 yrs ago
Damn its been 4 years and it took a car crash, medical school and a pandemic to get me back here. Memories be crazy
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8 yrs ago
I'm gonna be away to the islands for three days so I'll be back Tuesday NZT <3 Will try and get online but I'm pretty sure there's no signal
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9 yrs ago
Got an 18 hour flight ahead of me today, wish me luck y'all :)
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9 yrs ago
Merry Christmas from NZ to RPG, have a fun one and hope you have prezzies <3

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Thrallindor looked at the bare, grey ceiling in his room. He knew he was late to the meeting but he wanted to contemplate the roads of life. "I could've just grabbed the maiden and went" grumbled the squat "I could've left all a this behind me but noo, you had to be off yer rockers Thrallindor and join a bloody Inquisitorial team. Or I could've gotten that bloody Administarum desk job, that would've been fun instead of facing bloody daemons. Frak me, Throne forgive me for being a stupid idiot." Our local sour, ginger bearded squat muttered more obscenities under his breath as he put his combat gear on, kissing his Aquila as he walked out the door.

Thrallindor was a certain type of squat. Oh he was a lazy one. Lounging around, never one to be on time but on the battlefield.... He was furious. He speeds around, firing his shotgun at everything, stabbing and slicing with his over spiky armour. He had a love for fire as well. He took out an Iho stick and shoved in his mouth, lighting it up. He took a long drag and blew the smoke in the air, making sure he made rings while doing it.

The squat hated going on these ships. He couldn't control what was going on, what was happening on the ship. He had no control. And if some bigwig captain decided to close the Geller Fields (which he doubted any sane Imperial man would do), he would have to clean it all up. Chaos is an ugly thing.

He reached the door, and looked lazily into the eyes of the others and began his throne forsaken list of excuses he has accumulated over the year. "Sorry, I got lost on the road of life, then there was a orgryn grandmother who I had to help go into the elevator and then there was this ork who wouldn't shut up so I had to shoot him and then there was a girl in bar that I had to buy a drink for but then she declined and poured water down me face. Sorry for being late."
Are Trandoshans usually 7 inches long? I forgot. If so, shouldn't one of his weaknesses be that he is extremely short and can be easily kicked in the face?
Assassin looked at the scene with a quizzical look. Before Scourge could kill anyone, the silent one of the three quickly switched with the annoyance before the maniac could do any damage to the team. He quickly went into his room and got all of his stuff, he was now comfortably in his weathered clone trooper armour, blaster resistant cloak and weapons. His sabre was attached to his hip, his assault rifle stuck on his back with magnets while his shotgun was held casually in his arms. Since the switch, Assassin hadn't said a word and it appeared that "Hidan" got a change in personality.

The Silent One pondered on the fact that he would be dropped on an Imperial Prison Colony. He himself has never been on one of them, nor did the others. They had always stuck around the Outer Rim, only making the odd job in the Middle Rim. The centre of the Galaxy gave him to many memories of the old days.

It was certainly a tough job, something that they weren't used to. Hidan chuckled in his head 'Remember the time you parachuted out of a plane, crashed into a window and jump kicked the target. The targets head went backwards. Ahh, that was horrifying to watch. But funny.' Assassin shook his head at Hidan's reminiscing of the old.

He came back to the conversation, looking at his reptilian team member. He weed for her to stop watching before stepping into the limelight. "Don't you dare **** this up Assassin." Assassin rolled his eyes while taking off his helmet, revealing his tattooed face. His face was absolutely blank, no emotions etched on face at all, no twitch and no movement.

Assassin took out a cigarette and lit it up, putting it in his mouth and taking a deep drag. He blew it away into the wall, making sure no smoke would reach the others. "I am in. The pay is good and I have no problem with killing some Imperials. But I have one question to ask the employer. Have you told them about my little "problem" yet?" He looked at the man with a piercing gaze.
I've been away from this rp for so long.... I feel so bad.
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Tis good.

A team player :P That's a first for this xD


Hey! Hidan is kind of a team player. He works with Scourge and Assassin! They're techinically two different personalities. Sort of. And Scourge doesnt like teams..... Unless it was teams of women.
I'll have a post in tomorrow, I just healed from the burns
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We'll I'd like to go, myself. But if everyone else is willing to wait I'll wait. I just don't want to die of waiting for one player... no offense to the SGT but we gotta keep things moving.

If you guys wanna continue feel free to post up any final questions, if not just have your character basically agreeing so we're good to go.


Yeah, go on. The burns have mostly healed so I'll have a post up tomorrow. I just have a lot of reading
Sorry that the post is slow going guys, I burned my left fingertips and it's hard to type so bear with me... Don't ask
Sorry that the post is slow going guys, I burned my left fingertips and it's hard to type so bear with me... Don't ask
I'm stuck because Im pondering on whether I should tell the group about the schizophrenia now or later..... Any ideas?
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