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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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((Still the IC))
Sorry, I've been intensely distracted. I will post for Jack.
In any case, I'm planning on revealing what it is.
Awwww.... I hate you too!
*Big hug*
*Big hug*
Goat God said
Name - Zeal the GoatAlias - The GoatPowers - Limited Flight, along with Heat Vision, Telepathy, and Telekinesis Relationship - Knows No One.Gear - No Gear, unless you count the mask, which has lenses that amply the Heat Vision two fold. Important History - Was the God of Goats, until a curse, for being a hateful god and trying to rule over the mortals (long story), He had to choose 4 of all of his powers and fight for the mortals. Sense his speech was also taken away, he chose Telepathy as one to communicate.
I quite like it, I'll have to make sure you're on the same power level as the rest of the group.
Goat God said
Quick question, Who here would like to try and fight against my armies of Demon Goats? I feel like conquering something.
Sure, I will. Although I'll be using a lot more than just a flamethrower.
Yep! A mystery. An enigma, wrapped in a mystery, within a riddle.
Dresden simply nodded at Rhyss's words. It was more than Dresden's practical nature that had kept him from speaking. Rhyss disgusted Dresden. Any vampire that had sided with the SOLDIER scum, even for a moment, was lower than the insects in the ground, unworthy of living. Vampires were superior beings to humans, stronger, faster, and far more durable, and any vampire that so spit in the face of that heritage as Rhyss had done by joining SOLDIER was a traitor to the cause. Had Rhyss not been under the protection of Magnus, Dresden would have killed him right here and right now. The only mercy that a traitor deserved, if they fought well, was the mercy of a quick death, which Dresden would have happily granted.
As Rhyss went to touch Dresden, he simply held up one hand and caught Rhyss's arm. It would be simple, in this situation, to have killed Rhyss. Simply applying pressure would shatter his arm, and the pain would create an opening. With a single punch, Dresden could crack the traitor's skull wide open, and crush the brain within. Even the most powerful vampire couldn't survive once their brain had been reduced to mush. Dresden looks at Rhyss, not speaking a word, and his look makes very clear that if it had been up to Dresden, Rhyss would have lost the arm. Then, Dresden releases the arm, and moves back into line, leaving Rhyss behind.
Jack looked at Mithias, as the vampire replied. That vampire scum had just threatened him, in his own control post. All fake pleasantries disappeared from his face and voice, turning cold, as he spoke again. "Oh, I insist. And you wouldn't want to harm my hospitality, now would you? That would be just plain rude." From the way Jack says it, it's clear that the consequences would be severe. To enforce this point, six drones drop down from the cieling, their long metallic legs clacking onto the floor as their cameras turn to you. The threat hangs clear in the air.
As Rhyss went to touch Dresden, he simply held up one hand and caught Rhyss's arm. It would be simple, in this situation, to have killed Rhyss. Simply applying pressure would shatter his arm, and the pain would create an opening. With a single punch, Dresden could crack the traitor's skull wide open, and crush the brain within. Even the most powerful vampire couldn't survive once their brain had been reduced to mush. Dresden looks at Rhyss, not speaking a word, and his look makes very clear that if it had been up to Dresden, Rhyss would have lost the arm. Then, Dresden releases the arm, and moves back into line, leaving Rhyss behind.
Jack looked at Mithias, as the vampire replied. That vampire scum had just threatened him, in his own control post. All fake pleasantries disappeared from his face and voice, turning cold, as he spoke again. "Oh, I insist. And you wouldn't want to harm my hospitality, now would you? That would be just plain rude." From the way Jack says it, it's clear that the consequences would be severe. To enforce this point, six drones drop down from the cieling, their long metallic legs clacking onto the floor as their cameras turn to you. The threat hangs clear in the air.
Hey, 100 pages! We should have cake.
Unfortunately, someone is going to make a portal joke if I say it like that.
*narows eyes*
Don't pretend you weren't thinking of it.
As such, the cake has been canceled. It was a lie.
Unfortunately, someone is going to make a portal joke if I say it like that.
*narows eyes*
Don't pretend you weren't thinking of it.
As such, the cake has been canceled. It was a lie.
Good question. It might refer to a physical weapon which, like Gabriel, is associated with the divine. Or, more specifically, it might be a weapon owned by some church organisation. However, it could just as easily be metaphorical, using 'Heaven' to refer to the 'good guys', or perhaps referring to the human conscience. Perhaps what Gabriel really wants is Omnicide.
Basically, go figure it out yourself.
Basically, go figure it out yourself.
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