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Just a random guy, doing random things.
Main RP: Hell's Coffee Lounge
Current RPs change often enough that it's too much effort keeping a list of them updated.
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Well, I hope you have fun at your baseball game (=
Jack had been left behind..... oh well. He'd look around for something new to do. There sure were some big buildings around here, and they were quite pretty as well. And as he visualized the electronic currents moving through the area, the entire thing lit up like a burning christmas tree, lights moving and flashing throughout the entire thing. It was a shame, Jack thought, that he was the only one able to see such beauty. Nobody else he'd met had seen the little lights, the sparks moving through walls of stone. They'd comforted him on his many days in the prison. Maybe, just maybe, he'd meet someone like him here. Someone who could see the lights, who could ask the lights to do what he wanted them to do. Maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to make a friend. And not eat them this time.
With this optimistic thought in mind, Jack walked back into the dorms. He'd already claimed room 104 as his own, having decided it was the prettiest room of all. Of course, there was no room 104, and what he called room 104 was really a maintenance closet, but that didn't really matter. It's the thought that counts. Walking into this makeshift room, he cast around a judging eye. He'd have to clean the place up if he wanted it to be as nice as it could be. It looked like he had work to do.
Jack spent quite a long time crashing about in the maintenance closet. He tore down the wall between two maintenance closets, expanding the size of his room. He sorted the machinery according to his own, warped system, and moved a shelf filled with dangerous chemicals in front of one of the doors. He used carpets and blankets and soft pieces of cloth to create a makeshift bed, more like a nest than an actual bed. He hung up a variety of christmas lights, and plugged them in, lighting up the entire place rather cheerily. When Jack was finished, once more he cast a judging eye on the work he had done. He'd done good.
With this optimistic thought in mind, Jack walked back into the dorms. He'd already claimed room 104 as his own, having decided it was the prettiest room of all. Of course, there was no room 104, and what he called room 104 was really a maintenance closet, but that didn't really matter. It's the thought that counts. Walking into this makeshift room, he cast around a judging eye. He'd have to clean the place up if he wanted it to be as nice as it could be. It looked like he had work to do.
Jack spent quite a long time crashing about in the maintenance closet. He tore down the wall between two maintenance closets, expanding the size of his room. He sorted the machinery according to his own, warped system, and moved a shelf filled with dangerous chemicals in front of one of the doors. He used carpets and blankets and soft pieces of cloth to create a makeshift bed, more like a nest than an actual bed. He hung up a variety of christmas lights, and plugged them in, lighting up the entire place rather cheerily. When Jack was finished, once more he cast a judging eye on the work he had done. He'd done good.
Exterminate vampires. And turtles.
I hope not.
I love playing psychotic characters ^^
You sent pms?
*Goes to check pms*
*Goes to check pms*
Jack nodded, smiling. The boy was removing the straightjacket with hsi mind! This was so exciting. He smiled, as his air began to stand on end, and his eyes nearly glowed up, his positive charge beginning to skyrocket together with his exctitement. He was instantly next to the man, leaning his lanky frame over him, smiling brightly. He slowly moved a single finger up, towards the man's face. A single spark. That's all it took. A single spark, moving at the speed of light, through the nervous system. All those pretty little sparks, moving through the brain, and the muscles, and the heart...... and then he stopped. He tilted his head, before shrugging, and turning. Killing someone on his first day would make a bad impression. In any case, he had more important things to do.
I never said that (=
((Listen to this while reading:
The fog was dissipating. But it didn't matter. This would be Johnathan's last chance. His right hand shot forward, grabbing the advancing arm by the wrist. With his full strength he then flung Magnus into the mist, where he would crash into the ground. Using the time this maneauver had bought him, he ran over to the corpses of the SOLDIERS. None of them could be saved, of course, and even if they could they would be useless in this battle. Instead, Johnathan grabbed two belts of grenades, as he ripped the pin out of one of them. He had ten seconds before it would explode. Magnus' footsteps could be heard as he ran out from the DIvine Vapour, and he turned, laughing. "Lord preserve my soul, for I sin now. However, I shall have company as I burn!" He lunges forward, allowing Magnus to stick his claws in deep, accepting the pain, for it signified his life. For a moment, he could smell the daisies he had loved so as a child. He could remember his mother's face, an image his duty had wiped from his mind. As the blades ripped into his innards, the Crusader wept bitter tears, The feeling of sunlight on his skin as he'd played. In the last moments of his life, the Crusader was blessed, for he was granted a moment without the curse of vampirism. Then, the world went white, as the holy warrior went to Heaven.
((Now turn off the song. Also, feedback would be appreciated as to whether this death was epic or not.))
Jack smiled, as he observed the situation from three monitors. In his mind, countless gears were whirring, as he analysed the combat. No tactics, no form. The SOLDIER army was dispersed and disorganized. They were unmanned as well. The only reason they hadn't been massacred was because of the Divine Fog. The vampires had rushed into it as one, and that had been their downfall. Tactical mistakes were rampant, and they caused the bloodbath. In the end, however, this was undeniably a victory for SOLDIER, against superior odds no less. The idea of turning Holy Water into vapour was quite inspired, the Crusader must not be the brute he was made out to be to have invented something so creative. However, this all was secondary to the main goal of his analysis. The conditions were, as he had suspected, ideal for testing.
"Contingency check."
"Neural waves are stable. Equipment is undamaged. Ready for launch, sir."
This was the moment Jack had waited for. He had created the girl, Lambda. She was his daughter, his magnum opus. He had sliced her open and explored her insides, he'd placed tubes and machines inside of her. He knew every inch of her flesh and mind alike, and had complete control over both. He'd placed backup upon backup, and despite his setbacks, he had succeeded. A fully functional cyborg, utilising vampire cells to bind man to machine. Superior speed, agility, and some of his very own repulsorlift technology, allowing for limited height hovering. She was the perfect child, armed and deadly. "Launch Lambda." He smiled, as he entered the activation code, and the gears of the machinery around him were set in motion. "go make daddy proud!"
Her name was the Ellysia Star. Few knew she was named after the first woman Jack had cut open, Ellyisia. Floating above the ground, the mass of steel slowly moved towards it's destination of Kilo Point. It's cannons were heavily armed, fully manned with almost eighty men. She had first flown three months ago, and this would be her first time entering contested territory. Her sides were newly painted, her name displayed with pride, and the repulsorlift engines that kept her up glowed bright blue.The battleship glided steadily, men hurrying through the polished steel corridors. The world's first mobile combat base, all terrain and capable of opening heavy weaponfire upon an nearby opponent. The Ellysia Star was a work of beauty as much as she was a machine of war.
The Launch Cannon on her back moved upwards. The coordinates were set, checked, and finalized. The movement of the cannon was automized, of course, programmed with the utmost care. It's load was placed, the capsule crafted to withstand both the launch and the impact. Slowly, power was built up as the magnets on either side of the cannon were made ready. Then, with the press of a button, she fired, launching a heavy metal orb high into the air. Through the air it flew, moving at incredible speeds. Within, the greatest weapon made by man. With a massive thud, the capsule landed at the grounds near Kilo Point. It opened, breaking like a shell, as Lambda was revealed to the world, activated and ready for battle. Her orders were simply to exterminate.
The fog was dissipating. But it didn't matter. This would be Johnathan's last chance. His right hand shot forward, grabbing the advancing arm by the wrist. With his full strength he then flung Magnus into the mist, where he would crash into the ground. Using the time this maneauver had bought him, he ran over to the corpses of the SOLDIERS. None of them could be saved, of course, and even if they could they would be useless in this battle. Instead, Johnathan grabbed two belts of grenades, as he ripped the pin out of one of them. He had ten seconds before it would explode. Magnus' footsteps could be heard as he ran out from the DIvine Vapour, and he turned, laughing. "Lord preserve my soul, for I sin now. However, I shall have company as I burn!" He lunges forward, allowing Magnus to stick his claws in deep, accepting the pain, for it signified his life. For a moment, he could smell the daisies he had loved so as a child. He could remember his mother's face, an image his duty had wiped from his mind. As the blades ripped into his innards, the Crusader wept bitter tears, The feeling of sunlight on his skin as he'd played. In the last moments of his life, the Crusader was blessed, for he was granted a moment without the curse of vampirism. Then, the world went white, as the holy warrior went to Heaven.
((Now turn off the song. Also, feedback would be appreciated as to whether this death was epic or not.))
Jack smiled, as he observed the situation from three monitors. In his mind, countless gears were whirring, as he analysed the combat. No tactics, no form. The SOLDIER army was dispersed and disorganized. They were unmanned as well. The only reason they hadn't been massacred was because of the Divine Fog. The vampires had rushed into it as one, and that had been their downfall. Tactical mistakes were rampant, and they caused the bloodbath. In the end, however, this was undeniably a victory for SOLDIER, against superior odds no less. The idea of turning Holy Water into vapour was quite inspired, the Crusader must not be the brute he was made out to be to have invented something so creative. However, this all was secondary to the main goal of his analysis. The conditions were, as he had suspected, ideal for testing.
"Contingency check."
"Neural waves are stable. Equipment is undamaged. Ready for launch, sir."
This was the moment Jack had waited for. He had created the girl, Lambda. She was his daughter, his magnum opus. He had sliced her open and explored her insides, he'd placed tubes and machines inside of her. He knew every inch of her flesh and mind alike, and had complete control over both. He'd placed backup upon backup, and despite his setbacks, he had succeeded. A fully functional cyborg, utilising vampire cells to bind man to machine. Superior speed, agility, and some of his very own repulsorlift technology, allowing for limited height hovering. She was the perfect child, armed and deadly. "Launch Lambda." He smiled, as he entered the activation code, and the gears of the machinery around him were set in motion. "go make daddy proud!"
Her name was the Ellysia Star. Few knew she was named after the first woman Jack had cut open, Ellyisia. Floating above the ground, the mass of steel slowly moved towards it's destination of Kilo Point. It's cannons were heavily armed, fully manned with almost eighty men. She had first flown three months ago, and this would be her first time entering contested territory. Her sides were newly painted, her name displayed with pride, and the repulsorlift engines that kept her up glowed bright blue.The battleship glided steadily, men hurrying through the polished steel corridors. The world's first mobile combat base, all terrain and capable of opening heavy weaponfire upon an nearby opponent. The Ellysia Star was a work of beauty as much as she was a machine of war.
The Launch Cannon on her back moved upwards. The coordinates were set, checked, and finalized. The movement of the cannon was automized, of course, programmed with the utmost care. It's load was placed, the capsule crafted to withstand both the launch and the impact. Slowly, power was built up as the magnets on either side of the cannon were made ready. Then, with the press of a button, she fired, launching a heavy metal orb high into the air. Through the air it flew, moving at incredible speeds. Within, the greatest weapon made by man. With a massive thud, the capsule landed at the grounds near Kilo Point. It opened, breaking like a shell, as Lambda was revealed to the world, activated and ready for battle. Her orders were simply to exterminate.
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