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2 yrs ago
Current been 4 years whats the sitch
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6 yrs ago
KH3 ending was batshit. Excited for what comes next
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6 yrs ago
kh3..is so good...
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6 yrs ago
am i back? i gotta think! time's ticking and finals are upcoming, but maybe...just maybe!
7 yrs ago
Yeet
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Adobe "Clog Slayer" Flash




Interests:

Anime: JJBA, Cowboy Bebop, Trigun, Hellsing, Yu Yu Hakusho

Comics: 90% of Vertigo Titles

TV: Aqua Teen, uhhhhh nothign else, really.

Video Games: Fallout, Metal Gear (I fucking love MGS), Half Life, Shin Megami Tensei, Pokemon


I'm open to collab on anything


Discord: AdobeFlash#8376




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Guild Best Friends and Kid Getters:

@yoshua171 Lore master and really chill guy
@Celaira Nicest person on the entire Guild
@Altered TundraBest graphics designer and the only man to pick up when I call
@MyCatGinger Really chill person, couldn't ask for a better friend
@Grey especially because he is the recorder of my shitposts





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@jasonwolfthats what the booze is for lmao.
@Austronaut
Atlas will drink whatever he can get his hands on, blood or otherwise. So bagged blood works
Ah, Martinmass. What a joyous occasion. Atlas had never celebrated such a holiday. In fact, he wasn't sure if it even existed. But it was all in the spirit of the holiday. The fishing boat rocked forwards through the multitudes of waves. The new girl, Cassandra, was it? She paced to and fro aboard the deck of the ship. She was obviously nervous. You learn to read people after a century or so. Well, the weather couldn't be better. Atlas sat upon a rusted metal bench, holding an umbrella to protect from what UV rays penetrated the clouds.

Atlas had ventured into the hellish land of Macy's earlier in the day, and so wore a dressy button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. The cold was fantastic for him. His dress pants were a tad dirty from some last minute experimenting, but no matter. Atlas would have worn sunglasses, but the eyepatch would have gotten in the way. Regeneration is funny like that. The eye is still adjusting, so protection is ideal.

The boat docked, and the click of Atlas' dress shoes upon the metal were nonexistent. A little vampire parlor trick he picked up. Umbrella in one hand, suitcase in the other, looking the best he had in ages, he walked up to Lenya.

"Ah, Lenya! Merry, uh...Martinmass? Well, whatever the holiday, I bring many gifts!", Atlas said merrily, showing the dog carrier he had been lugging around. "Inside is every variety of drink I could find! There's an enchantment on it, so there's a lot more than there appears to be!", he said while chuckling, and set the luggage down.

Atlas was surprised. He was on a roll when it came to interacting with people. Hopefully he had won someone's favor.
Reserving a spot
Was on a plane all day today, sorry for short post
"B-Beth? She moved out to the s-su[i]buuurp[i]s. And I'm pretty sure she hates me. And did you say Dimension Z-217? What kinda subuuurpscience bullshit is that, Morty? What kinda old Jewish comedian name is that, Morty? Did B-Beth ever even have a son, M-Morty? How do I know you're not from that jackass Brad Personn, here to steal my old science garbage? Well, come inside. Do you drink?", Rick ranted. He was tired, and confused. Wait, what if this kid WAS from an alternate dimension? And proof superscience well, worked? Rick had one test he could use, a very risky one.

"Well then, Morty, if you're really from some other dimension, then what is THIS", he said, holding up the Interdimensional Cable Box.
In Get Kid 8 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
I'd say that's probably the case
Wow. Traffic is back up as a certain vampire must face the greatest challenge: social interactions
Atlas noticed Mithias. How thoughtful. The sheer pain had him in agony, and the eye regenerating had been taking up a lot of energy. "It was...purposeful, da? Needed to kill some undead freakshows. Needed the recipe made by Alistair, was it? Well, it cost about 500 people from Southern Maine. Jackass nephew. Heh", Atlas said, while shifting up. "All I need is liquid iron, if you catch my drift. I'll be good in no time. Well, I hate to crash the party, but I need to get upstairs. Time to make things uncomfortable.". He got up, and walked up to Seph's office, past the partygoers. They hadn't noticed him.

Atlas hadn't bothered to knock. He opened the door, and announced quite loudly,"I need some blood, my man, and quickly", before performing his special act of passing out. It wasn't fatal. Unfortunately.
time skip! time skip!

Let's just say I got a fix of some blood from Seph's morphology magic, and Atlas healed. He can do drinks for the party!

I really like dinner parties
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