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    1. Specter189 11 yrs ago

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6 yrs ago
Current Hello yes I am smart man. Me me have big brain, write words on internet forum because dignified and intelligent
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6 yrs ago
Power just got doinked right when I was about to finish a post
7 yrs ago
Feh
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8 yrs ago
Computer's getting fixed tomorow, er, today. Holy shit its already 1 AM. I'm drunk

Bio

The name's Specter, though some folks call me Spectre because they cant read or Spec, the er is the correct way of spelling it, because the name's not from a ghost: Its actually from a PS2 game called SOCOM: Combined Assault

I'm in and out when it comes to roleplaying so I suppose that makes me a bit of a poor partner, I try to put in effort when I can and if the night seems right.

Also, I dont do discord, not since they went full George Orwell. I use other, non skype methods of chatting with the boys and if I feel the need, I'll reach out to you with the means of talking to me outside of here.

Most Recent Posts

In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
<Snipped quote by Carantathraiel>



I REMEMBER THIS MOMENT

24 WAS THE BEST SHOW
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Enoch is up.
Respiratory chapter was shorter than I thought it would be.


*bane purr*
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Not a problem, we've all had 'em
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Marcus stood at the ready while surveying the creatures that were slowly surrounding them. Their eyes unsettled even him and the way they moved was bizarre, almost as if they were puppets controlled by some sick puppeteer with a grudge. The thought did occur to Marcus, he'd seen far, far stranger things in his time. What really caused him to wonder though, was the distinct lack of injuries on all of them, they were hard to tell apart, but small details could be gleamed, and the fact that one of them still had an arm made him extremely uncomfortable. He began to think long and hard over his past to see if he'd encountered anything like this.

Said thoughts were rudely interrupted by a flying machete that almost hit him in the throat if he hadn't deflected it in time.

Right, ponder later

Marcus immediately took to the offensive, lunging forward and impaling one with Raiden before it could react properly, it faded away as expected and he grabbed the hilt with both hands and swung viciously into the thigh of another, cutting clean through it. Both it and the leg disappeared. He could feel one materializing over him and he immediately slashed downwards vertically, then rolled away. The creature landed and seemed unharmed until a white line appeared along it, and forced it apart length wise down the middle.

As soon as Paul was through the rift Marcus dived in after him and it closed promptly after he crashed into the deck of The Leviathan's bridge.

"Every time I go back, there's always some new surprise fuck up waiting for me" he grumbled out loud. Whatever those things were, he knew that they would be encountering them again. He instantly turned his attention to Paul. "How are you feeling? We jumped back years, the first time it gave me the migraine from hell, and I was just the one sent back"

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The figure watched the combat footage taken from the new unit again, before putting it on a display at an angle the one strapped onto the table could see it.

When it came to show the Archon of Time, he paused it, letting the person in his care take a good long look.

"Y'see kiddo, that guy right there, that's why you're here" He prepared yet another syringe and casually injected it into their bloodstream.

"'Fraid to say that you're garbage pal, just some refuse kicked aside when a guy who's not supposed to be here took your place"

He leaned into the light finally, revealing a leering, falsely smiling face with white hair and a scar that ran down the top right corner of his head to the bottom left.

"You and me, we're the same, I'm just like you, you know. I was supposed to live out my life here, but then this-" he set the footage to play until the picture settled on Marcus's face. "this shit right here, he invaded his way in here, kicked me out of my natural place, and now look at me! I'm standing here, torturing you when you and I should be getting our asses in gear and murdering these invading fucks!"

Suddenly his wrist watch beeped, and he stepped back.

"Damn, I always get so carried away when talking about my other self, alright well I'm going to let you sit here and think while I get to working on other things, be back soon, I look forward to hearing feedback" with that he strutted off down to the staging area of the facility. Turns out one of the little fish had started biting, and now it was time to reel it in.
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
... he posted, I'm working on one now
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
<Snipped quote by LordInquisitor>

Time well spent.


Said me when I looked upon my 65 hours of The Phantom Pain
Marines are generally assholes, comes from the prima donna "you're better than everyone else" bullshit their taught in basic

also: youtube.com/watch?v=YlmECL2ED2I
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Posting from me will either slow or speed up, not quite sure. We had to put my dog down
In Sacrifice 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
As he charged semi blindly, Marcus could see a figure enter the mist, and he knew instantly who it was. He altered his course slightly and almost met up with him before taking a hit to the back of his metal shoulder. He lost his balance but managed to twist around as he fell, ripping his revolver out of its holster in the process. As soon as his back hit the dirt he fired once, twice, thrice into the creature standing before him. The rounds punched through into the meat of its body, but the only visible effects of their impact was it staggering back slightly. No blood spilled from the wounds, just three holes where the rounds impacted. It leaped towards him, machete in hand, and he barely managed to raise his metalic arm up to parry the blow, when it made contact with the it the shrieks of tearing metal could be heard. In response he kicked out with one of his legs and shoved his revolver into its head as it fell forward a bit, pulling the trigger. It lurched backwards and flailed for a bit trying to regain its balance, allowing him time to get to his feet. His senses spiked and he spun out of the way of one that had leaped in towards him, grabbing onto its machete and ripping it out of its grasp. He stabbed it in the back with full force and was rewarded with seeing the blade come out through its chest. Almost at once it teleported away and the machete clattered to the ground.

What the hell are these things
Unknown, I've never heard of such creatures, undoubtedly some creation of Ragnarok's
That much is clear

The other one vanished in the commotion, so he headed towards Paul, who was engaged with the other two. He shot one in the head while it was focused and stowed his revolver, focusing on wielding Raiden two handed he stabbed it through the back and struck it so hard in the arm it severed and flew off in an arc. The creature almost immediately warped away.

"I was in the neighborhood, decided to stop by" he called out as he moved into a ready stance at Paul's back
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