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Wraithblade6 Member
Interrogator Chaplain
STATUS: I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives. 6 yrs ago
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I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....
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@Wraithblade6
Your last post could have been condensed into 4 words
"fuck off would you"
or "OFF the direction in which you should piss"
Lol. Well I didn't want to come on too strong.
Did they like go crazy in the process of their creation? Cuz other than keeping their sanity, I don't see a reason for their suit. I don't even see a reason for their creation other than secure loyalty. Also, how does a suit limit psychic ability? Holiness?
@The Grey Dust
Yep. Sun just set.
Yep. Sun just set.
@Remipa Awesome
Nah. Nobody wants to have to click on an old thread. if you have backstories, add them to your CS for easy access, or you can fit them in the story in the IC in long, dramatic flashbacks that you know everybody loves.
Nah. Nobody wants to have to click on an old thread. if you have backstories, add them to your CS for easy access, or you can fit them in the story in the IC in long, dramatic flashbacks that you know everybody loves.
@Shikaru
Ok, so the main problem with X is that it doesn't make sense. Why would a amazingly powerful bioengineered supernatural agree to have a severely limiting suit put on them that #1 has a bomb in it and #2 completely nullifies their powers? Sure, ok, the suit helps them a little bit, but they would be better using their own powers and just have a bomb in them. I think if you drop the limiter gig and stick with super-powered-immortals-with-bombs-in-them. you will be fine. The only other concern I have, is taht it would be too OP to have like an army of these things, plus, we're not so far in the future that many could have been made. I'd let you have like... 2 evangelions tops, but you could make them as powerful as oldbloods. decent?
Ok, so the main problem with X is that it doesn't make sense. Why would a amazingly powerful bioengineered supernatural agree to have a severely limiting suit put on them that #1 has a bomb in it and #2 completely nullifies their powers? Sure, ok, the suit helps them a little bit, but they would be better using their own powers and just have a bomb in them. I think if you drop the limiter gig and stick with super-powered-immortals-with-bombs-in-them. you will be fine. The only other concern I have, is taht it would be too OP to have like an army of these things, plus, we're not so far in the future that many could have been made. I'd let you have like... 2 evangelions tops, but you could make them as powerful as oldbloods. decent?
@Shikaru
Uhhh.. let me re-read it. sec.
Uhhh.. let me re-read it. sec.
@PuRe DaRkNeSs@remipa awesome@the grey dust@legion-114@thewizardguy
Hank had asked what was to be done if Gabriel decided to kill them. Mithias nearly chuckled. "Then my dear son, we die."
Just then a feminine voice interrupted them, and they turned around suprisedly. Chantelle made her introduction with one hand behind her back.
The sound of swords being drawn answered Hank's question as to who Chantelle was. Mithias narrowed his eyes at her in obvious suspicion. She could be some spoiled newblood enjoying her new immortality and power in this famous vacation spot, or she could be some kind of lord, as she had said, and only God knew why she had stumbled upon Hank and Mithias. Mithias could never tell, but he'd go down defending his family.
Chantelle giggled and put her knife away, holding up her hands in a sign of peace.
Mithias had heard that name before. "Chantelle Black, the selfish terror. You're an oldblood, a monster among humanity, a killer of your own kind, and your reputation for self absorbance preceeds you." Mithias made clear that he wasn't going to cower and also made sure that Hank knew she wasn't a friend. Mithias really hated when some vampire lord found him unexpectedly. It was a recipie for death.
"I am Mithias." He didn't offer any further information, and she couldn't force any from his mind. He was a strange enigma. Something she had never encountered before, like an intriguing puzzle that begged to be solved, to be cracked open. The name might bring to mind one of the several vampires that had worked for the old Soldier organization years ago. Could he be the same one? Powerful fledglings were always so idiotic. Working for humans was so demeaning.
"What are you doing here in Hawaii, Chantelle Black? Surely there is nothing of interest to you here." The young vampire was trying to convince her to go away.
Hank had asked what was to be done if Gabriel decided to kill them. Mithias nearly chuckled. "Then my dear son, we die."
Just then a feminine voice interrupted them, and they turned around suprisedly. Chantelle made her introduction with one hand behind her back.
The sound of swords being drawn answered Hank's question as to who Chantelle was. Mithias narrowed his eyes at her in obvious suspicion. She could be some spoiled newblood enjoying her new immortality and power in this famous vacation spot, or she could be some kind of lord, as she had said, and only God knew why she had stumbled upon Hank and Mithias. Mithias could never tell, but he'd go down defending his family.
Chantelle giggled and put her knife away, holding up her hands in a sign of peace.
Mithias had heard that name before. "Chantelle Black, the selfish terror. You're an oldblood, a monster among humanity, a killer of your own kind, and your reputation for self absorbance preceeds you." Mithias made clear that he wasn't going to cower and also made sure that Hank knew she wasn't a friend. Mithias really hated when some vampire lord found him unexpectedly. It was a recipie for death.
"I am Mithias." He didn't offer any further information, and she couldn't force any from his mind. He was a strange enigma. Something she had never encountered before, like an intriguing puzzle that begged to be solved, to be cracked open. The name might bring to mind one of the several vampires that had worked for the old Soldier organization years ago. Could he be the same one? Powerful fledglings were always so idiotic. Working for humans was so demeaning.
"What are you doing here in Hawaii, Chantelle Black? Surely there is nothing of interest to you here." The young vampire was trying to convince her to go away.
ok. Home.
Since Wiz is kinda gone, I'm just gonna go on.
Since Wiz is kinda gone, I'm just gonna go on.
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