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3 yrs ago
Current @SaltSight Game was Astlibra: Revision. Found it on sale bundled with another game I've been wanting so I gave it a shot and got like, straight indie JRPG of the early 2000s injected into my veins.
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3 yrs ago
Hate that strange ennui that hits after 100%'ing a really, really good game. Good time was had, but man am I glad it can't mess my sleep schedule up anymore.
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4 yrs ago
Rich people blood sports is how the Oscar's should always have gone. As a hot blooded american man I cant sleep at night without witnessing violence of some kind.
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5 yrs ago
So true. Anyways, play Lancer!
5 yrs ago
Final Fantasy: Stranger in Paradise is the funniest shit I've ever seen while also not being a bad game. Just crack open some cold ones with the boys, blare Limp Bizket, and Kill Chaos.

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Demous said
Rofl


Can we go back to drunken schenanigans that didn't involve me giving anal evacuations?

Lucius Cypher said
YOU WILL NOT ELUDE ME MY MORSEL!

OH GOD, TIME TO BUST OUT MY SECRET WEAPON!
Lucius Cypher said
Continue...


Uh, No thanks, I was uh...I was only kidding, yeah.
RETREAT PLAN: SHOTGUN RAIN
Demous said
Must resist making a comment

C'mon...Put me inside and twist...
It'll be fun.
Demous said
both of those pics are awesome and should i get the axe?


Don't push your luck fleshling. I'm made of sterner stuff.
Tarkus mulled over her proposition for the incredibly substantial amount of 2 seconds, heck, not like the thing would have a bomb in it, he had a small smile tuggin at his mouth when he gave his short response of: "Sure! I doubt it'd hurt it much, but heck, it's an idea."

When they stepped off the airship, Tarkus was impressed to see a rather sizable holographic display coming out of...something in the distance. Some girl was using a holo-pad, thing must have been a recent model, he didn't recall the projections being quite that crisp, especially given how far away he was, he had a hunch where she was going, not like there was anyplace else that first years would supposed to go anyway. When Morella mentioned some guy, Tarkus turned his head to see a guy doing some of the best cuts he'd ever seen, didn't even look like he bumped into anybody. Tarkus quickly recalled that Cadeyrn was still on the ship, and turned to the center located near the docks where he assumed their possessions were being unloaded.

"Hey, wait here a sec, I gotta go get Caddy" He said before running over and asking the attendant if they had a rather large, excessively heavy hammer, they brought it out, though it was clear they struggled in moving the thing, to the point where they used a luggage cart for it. Tarkus reached into his backpack, and pulled out a harness-like object with a diamond shaped metallic piece where all the leather strips met. Slipping the harness over his arms and onto his shoulders, he picked Cadeyrn up with one hand, and placed the handle onto the metal piece, Cadeyrn stuck fast and didn't even wobble as he returned to Morella, pack in hand and hammer on back.

"Sorry about that, now, what do you think the opening ceremony is going to be li-" He stopped for a moment and stared at the massive pillar supporting one of the academy buildings, the same guy with the jukes from earlier now attempting to scale it. His pupils enlarged for a moment, and he turned to Morella with a somewhat worried look on his face.

"You uh...Don't think he's seriously gonna climb that...do you?"
Demous said
lol oh this ooc is so much fun :D



Only when I've had me drinks lad. Only then can I let my inner Tree out, and become a shit-posting master!
Demous said
i dont need that much more than you O.o

You shay shomefing mang? Ya shee, da shitty part about being an Irish tree...
MY SHAPS WHISHKEY! I'M ALREADY DRUNK!
Demous said
when you get it can you pass me some i need it for that picture -_-

A' Course me boyyo.
And then there were sads, and everyone had them.
-And Even the Sky Wept-

Gen honestly wasn't sure what to do, he stood there for the longest time, even though he barely knew them from the few weeks he'd spent in the guild, even though he knew he shouldn't cry, even though he knew it wouldn't change anything, hell, he didn't even want to. But he did anyway. He did and didn't feel any shame as the salty tears poured down, he had to restrain himself to keep from just weeping, and he didn't entirely know why. He clenched his fists until they were white,digging his fingers into his palm, if he held them any harder he'd have cut into his palms. He held his breath, at this point he was even using his Ripple magic to steady himself, and it worked to some effect. He calmed down, he unclenched his fists, and he heard Natsu tell them of the need to take a vote on the new Guildmaster.

"...Do I even have the right?" He thought to himself as he thought over the two choices. Both were powerful, and both were well respected in the Guild, but even so, he knew very little of the internal affairs of the Guild, he recalled hearing of an incident involving Laxus, but none of that mattered. All he knew was that Laxus was Makarov's flesh and blood, and that's all that he could think about for a moment. He stepped forward from the crowd, his head turned to the ground, he honestly didn't want to have to pick a side at all, but he had to.

"I'll...put my vote for Laxus." He immediately, and wordlessly returned to where he once stood, his left arm now held up high, the olive green guild mark showing on his fore-arm.
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