Reply With QuoteDo me you fucking faggot wait Sophi said I couldn't use that word anymore. Nevermind.
Just pick me, Turt.
Pick me!
(aw, second page ):
Do me you fucking faggot wait Sophi said I couldn't use that word anymore. Nevermind.
Just pick me, Turt.
what
Originally Posted by Valcherion
Val has been around since the beginning of spam, and probably before that, his memory banks contain architectures older then most people in the Land Of Spam. When asked who built him he'll bark, "Wasn't built, I was born boy-o, don't be an idiot." Any more questions about who he is or where he comes from gets only derision and anger in response.
Every Story needs a voice, and every person needs a place. Your place is here, your story is the story. Our lovely narrator might like to sing unoriginal Disney parody's, but we love him anyways.
Ishta chose to transcend humanity, to prove that all people are equal, that the inside doesn't matter. What matters is at your heart, Ishta is living walking proof, that even in strange times people can overcome any challenge. Not to mention his choice was either have his memories uploaded into the bot, or die a painful death.
He's gonna all the way down. Goin' down the bayou. Alph was raised by the pier and soon moved into the technologically advanced city, while some find his ways a bit backwards, none have the guts to say it to his face. Alph is the only way who can beat the bots at arm wrestlin' and Alph is the only one who can sing sweetly enough to raise the dead.
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A member of Veronica Slayer's... "Church." Esper is Veronica's right hand woman, not much is known about besides the fact behind the intellectualism, the looks, and the skimpy clothing lies a heart that's been curdled by the scorn of men, the lies of Veronica, and a seething passion for power
Clirkus is a Psion, a lieutenant for the constant roving band of raiders led by Hank the Tormented. Clirkus is relatively new, but none mention. They enjoy their own lives a bit too much.
Do me you fucking faggot wait Sophi said I couldn't use that word anymore. Nevermind.
Just pick me, Turt.
When a man starts to mix magic and machinery he walks a dangerous path. When he starts to sacrifice pieces of his own body to improve his powers, he becomes odd. Hank was once a man, but as magic required more from him he started to shed his humanity, when his body couldn't keep up with the physical exertion needed for his experiments, he "upgraded" himself. Hank has given up on any idea of being "good" or "moral" only "efficient." Well, Efficient and pleasurable.
Me crap me crap do me
Pick me! I've always wanted to be RPGified.
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
-T.S. Eliot
I am completely okay with this.
Val has been around since the beginning of spam, and probably before that, his memory banks contain architectures older then most people in the Land Of Spam. When asked who built him he'll bark, "Wasn't built, I was born boy-o, don't be an idiot." Any more questions about who he is or where he comes from gets only derision and anger in response.
If we succeed, it is at the point of the sword.
If there is a long dispute, then both parties are wrong.
- quotes by Voltaire
You do good work turt.
(pick Me Pick me!)
made by the ever charming and talented Lillian Thorne.
F & H are partners, and one of the many meta-sapiens in the world. Meta-sapiens are off-chutes of humanity, their species bred from Magic they generally have that magic in their blood, it being their innate nature. Hundred of Meta-sapien species exist. H & F work with Hank on their pirate ship, raiding towns and fleeing to the skies before any can give chase.
Last edited by Turtlicious; 03-11-2013 at 07:20 AM.
As hilarious as it is, I'm not fat. XD
As in, please remake it. D:
Last edited by Alphakoka; 03-11-2013 at 07:23 AM.
Pick me pretty please with a cherry on top and some sprinkles....and whip cream....and cookie pieces.....and uhh.....some more cherries.
Need a clue?
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