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I have a cold. It sucks. A lot. I can’t breathe through my nose
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Happy Halloween everyone! Get spooked!
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Hello! I'm superservo27! Call me that or any variation thereof.
I like sci-fi. Seriously, of all the RPs I've been in (as of this writing, January 2018), only two weren't Scifi in some capacity. I like a lot of stuff. If I went through it all, it'd be an ungodly amount of text. It also fluctuates on a sometimes daily basis.

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Current form: Amber Levesque

Amber had just come home after getting off from work. Thankfully, she had an early off and got home around 4 pm. She kicked off her shoes and jumped on the bed. After taking a 3 hour nap, she saw that it was 7 and opened up her laptop. She booted up Goggle Silver and passed the time until her favorite show came on by watching some Crispyrail. Before she knew it, it was 10 and she turned on her TV. The channel was tuned to Mystery Channel from a couple of days ago when she had been binge watching some random show. She tuned it to Geek and Sundry and waited for her favorite show to come on. Just as it was starting, it was interrupted by some signal. ”Ah, come on! What the hell!” She lunged for her phone and managed to get a shaky video of the event. Amber looked over the video and noticed a string of numbers. She ran them through an a1z26 decrypter and left as soon as she figured out what the riddle meant.

Current form: Dr. Wattz

Amber drove up to near the wind farm and parked it. She got out, popped open the trunk, and grabbed her pipe and shotgun attachment. She slammed the truck shut and started walking toward the wind farm. ”This had better be fuckin’ worth interrupting my Critical Role…” As she approached the gate, she looked around. There was a sign that read, “Danger! High voltage!” and after inspection, it was, in fact, high voltage. Amber just climbed it anyway. ”Aight, I’m here! What the fuck was so important that you needed to hack the tv channels?”
Aiden Blazerunner

Aiden shakes his head to clear it and realizes that what he did was not helping his case. "I'm, I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. Well actually, I do but, that doesn't mean that it was okay. Again, I'm sorry." He bows, then tries to hurry outside before people start to gossip about him. He moves through the door after calling out, "I'll go deal with the magician. Again, sorry." He pulls his hood up and calls on his magic to warm him up, because rain is cold, man. He shouts at Pyro, "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!" "I did nothing.""You totally did, though. I don't know how, but you caused that.""Sure. And pigs fly.""Save it."
Aiden Blazerunner

Aiden was a tiny bit miffed Mort hadn’t accepted his handshake, but quickly dismissed it in favor of diplomacy. ”That sounds like a good idea.” He turned toward their strange host and introduced himself a bit cockily. ”I am Aiden Blazerunner. Pyromancer, desert wanderer, and the man for a job. Anything you need,” he paused while summoning a fireball, his tattoos lighting up while doing so. He rolled it along his arm, along his shoulders, and caught it in his other hand. He threw it at the mage before stopping it with his arm outstretched. He curled his fingers and re-caught the ball of unbridled heat. He channeled back into pure mana and felt the warmth travel up his arm as the magic flowed back into his reservoir. ”I can do. Now, while I appreciate a roof over my head and a purpose to fulfil, I’m going to cut to the chase. You clearly have something in mind for us, so. What is it?”
Wait please. I have an idea and just need time to work on it.
Well, it was fun. But I really am not feeling this anymore. I’m out.
There’s a link to the Wikipedia in the question.
I have some questions. Main one is: will this turn out like Gate?

Depending on the answer, I may or may not join.
Name: Jin Kobayashi
Faction: Addisons
Ship: Troye Darcy
Location: Saturn

”Well, you know what? The cops can’t find us if we’re constantly moving. Speaking of, we need to do that. So stand up and let’s get moving, alright?” Jin made clockwise circles with his right hand, gesturing for them to get “up, up.” ”Now. I left my ship, and I see two things. My shuttle and your ship. My shuttle doesn’t have a LightDrive so we’re taking your ship. Am I right?
Current form: Amber Levesque

Warning: a good amount of swears

Amber checked her watch again. It read 11. Oh thank god, I can go. She stood up and shut down her computer. As she walked out, she high fives her replacement. ”See you tomorrow, Ted.” She jogged to her car, wanting to get home as soon as possible, or if not home, then at least, not work. The classic roll of a storm echoed through the air, signifying that there would probably be lightning forming. I fucking hate working late, but beating some bastard up’ll feel great.

She started the car and left the parking lot. She tuned the radio while doing so. Eventually, she found the good rock channel just as her favorite band started playing. ”Duh, duhduhduh, duhduhduh, wehnehnehnehnehnehneh. Hell to the yes!” Rather fittingly, the song was “Back in Black” by AC/DC. Unfortunately, as she was driving, one of the signs said that there was a traffic accident. Right there, Amber decided that she would take the tollway. Though it takes her a farther way away than the freeway, it would be faster in the long run.

After driving a bit, she turned onto the road that would lead to her house. As a result, though, it took her by the warehouse district. As she was driving, she noticed some flashes and heard some gunshots. She decided to break this fight up and pulled over. She turned off her engine and popped the trunk. 5 minutes later, Dr. Wattz was running as fast as she could, electricity crackling around her eyes. She got to the fight scene just in time to see someone chase after someone else.

She immediately ran after them, trying to catch a glimpse of who she was dealing by throwing electrobolts at them. She saw shimmers of metal on the closer one and decided to target that one. They ran down the stairs and out the warehouse they were fighting in. Overhead, the storm rolled. Eventually, they ended up in a dead end, one of them gone. Luckily, the one that was shiny was still there. She grabbed one of her 360 speakers and threw it. As soon as it left her hand, it started playing a very distinct guitar riff. At the same time, she started putting together Mjolnir and swung it. The song skipped to “You’ve been... THUNDERSTUCK!” And impact was made. Lightning raced through the sky and landed on the hammer, racing through it and onto the now-obviously-a-robot’s face. She spoke, her voice taking on an electric crackle, ”Let’s dance, fucker.
God, I’m a nerd.
Behold, a wiki for this thing.
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