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10 yrs ago
Current Diggersby tho!
11 yrs ago
I STAND WITH AHMED!
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11 yrs ago
Rest in peace, Satoru Iwata
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11 yrs ago
Out for most of the day; job training and rehearsal
11 yrs ago
Diggersby, tho?

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Hi I like to draw stuff and write.

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@Maxx

Should I assume that Taylor gave Ratchet the address?
*notices post count*

BLAZE IT!!!
Injae Park

@Mr Allen J @Maxx



Ratchet followed Meifeng and Jen on foot; she made a mental note to return to where she parked her aunt's moped. She glanced back at the beach and scratched her head. "Man," she remarked, "are all west-coast Meta-humans this confrontational? Or is it just the heat and the thing that happened yesterday?"

Ratchet rolled her eyes as Taylor walked up, upon mention of Aiden's little stunt. "If the cops want to snap him up, let 'em," she declared. "I just hope I don't have to see his Garchomp-ass again."

Kate texted Ratchet. Who won?

Ratchet typed back. No fight.

Awwww. Lame :(


Ratchet then turned her attention back to Taylor. "So... a party?"

To be honest, Ratchet thought it somewhat odd to ask about a party right after a near scrape with THA FUZZ, but she decided to humor Taylor anyway. "Where do you live?" she asked, pulling up the Notes app on her iPhone. "I'll have to ask my dad if we're doing anything tonight. My brother brought his laptop with him, so I know that he'll be occupied with League..."

Ratchet wondered if Kate also wanted to watch Inside Out with her tonight, or if not tonight, definitely tomorrow. (Most certainly not the day after due to the bore-fest—I mean, wedding, that day. Though she gets to meet her other cousins that day, as well, so that's a plus.)
Habeen Nocta--In Which the Folk Magician Discovers that Running Into a Burning Building is Probably a Terrible Idea


Habeen, upon reaching about a quarter of the way up, felt a hot blaze in her face. It was then that she realized that running into a burning building is probably an awful idea, and that she ought to offer support from a distance; she did have Mire, after all.

Habeen wheeled around and whistled as she walked back down the stairs. She didn't intend on suffocating via smoke before she reached a higher state of understanding, after all. She wasn't quite that well-traveled yet.

Habeen walked right out the watchtower to a scene laden with corpses. "Oh, gee, that's pleasant to walk out to," she said.

Jeanne wasn't quite sure if she was being sarcastic or not.

"Whatever happened to charging up the building and Fluxing that brigand's bloodied behind?" Jeanne asked.

"Eh, I thought better of it. Turns out that running into a tower that's just been lit ablaze by a stray Arcfire or something isn't the best way to stay alive," Habeen replied with a shrug.

"So... you turned tail and ran?"

"I certainly turned tail, but as you can see," Habeen said, casually flipping her book open and eyeing the window of the watchtower, "I'm no deserter."

She snapped her fingers and the white circles reappeared around her forearm. Habeen then pointed at the window just as she saw Malboro flash by, and loosed the tome. Mire has VERY good range, though it is difficult to control by virtue of its status as dark magic. Habeen crossed her fingers and hoped that it wouldn't hurt anybody other than her intended target, Malboro.

Though given the general rotten luck of dark-magic wielders...
I'm probably going to have to pass on this round of posts; I can't think of anything interesting or introverted to do besides twiddle Ratchet's thumbs and text Kate or something.
<Snipped quote by Mr Allen J>

He must hang for his crimes.


#firstworldproblems
@Mr Allen J@Maxx

Oh, come on, people only hate it because people can't sing it and it becomes annoying.
Posted. We need a theme for the fight.

EDIT: Sorry for the double.


Injae Park

@Mr Allen J @Maxx @Raijinslayer


...Okay. How's that for a straight answer?

"Oh. Wow." Ratchet said, exhaling. Shit, she thought. She decided not to touch the somewhat unpleasant subject for a while.

She turned her attention back to Meifeng and Aiden. "Um, Meifeng, you just... kick Garchomp's ass for a little bit and catch up with us later," Ratchet said awkwardly. "I'm just going to get Jenny safely out of here, 'kay?" Her eyes darted over to a parked bicycle leaning against a brick wall. Of course, Ratchet thought, Stealth Rock support always helps.

She turned right around, but secretly pulled her left arm in front of her and ripped the key. The wheel whizzed silently as Ratchet concentrated on the bicycle behind her. The bike wobbled, then abruptly lurched into Aiden's back. Likely she was just throwing gasoline onto the fire, but she did so covertly and without any intent of letting Aiden know that she was responsible for the bicycle. Throwing a bike at someone from behind required a bit more effort on her part, but not by that much.

Ratchet didn't like to fight; neither did she like turning away from folks who gave them fightin' words. But the bicycle thing gave her a bit of reassurance. (She didn't say a word about the bicycle, however.)

"I haven't a doubt that Meifeng's going to be fine," Ratchet said, looking down at Jen. "She looks like she plays pretty rough. And Play Rough is a move that's super-effective against the Dragon type in Pokémon." She smirked at Jen, hoping that she'd get the reference.

She stopped, then turned around, craning her neck to see if her aunt's moped was still there. Thankfully, it still was, and she had the key in her overalls pocket.

She turned to Jen. "You want to wait for Meifeng?" she asked. "We can wait for her to finish whipping Mushu's booty if you want."

Her iPhone buzzed. She checked the phone; it was a text from Kate. You enjoying your beach day?

Friend getting into a fight, Ratchet texted back. Like WTF.
Lucina


How could she possibly miss anything?

Lucina flipped the brim of the witch's hat up, and requested to Kakine that he keep an eye on Marisa while she worked.

"I'll be gentle," Lucina reassured Marisa.

Lucina then untied Falchion's scabbard from her belt and sheathed her blade, before tying with the leather cord the hat to the end of the scabbard, making some kind of weird metal-detector-looking thing. She then held up her makeshift magic vacuum-cleaner and proceeded to walk around, whistling a pleasant tune as she searched around with the hat-on-a-stick and magically warped Marisa's hat's contents back to whatever pocket dimension the witch kept them in.

When she was ABSOLUTELY SURE that she got EVERYTHING, Lucina untied the hat from Falchion's scabbard and retied the scabbard to her belt. "Okay, I think that's everything," Lucina declared, shaking the hat to make sure nothing fell out. A small trinket popped out of the opening, but Lucina caught that and stuffed it back into the hat. She tossed the hat back to Marisa; to her surprise, it was as light as... well, a hat.
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