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6 yrs ago
Current First post after nearly a month of inactivity. Here's hoping I can get back into a good post routine before long.
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7 yrs ago
“Just put on anything by Enya. No, not anything. 'Orinoco Flow.' On repeat.”
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7 yrs ago
Managed to burn both my thumbs and index fingers pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven. I trusted you, oven mitts, and you betrayed me.
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7 yrs ago
Thanks to having to move earlier this year, I finally get to experience snow for the first time since my early childhood. It's absolutely wonderful :)
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7 yrs ago
RP’s that amass a good player base and have a good start only to suddenly die are why I have trust issues.
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I think I'm closer to 180 now. I am 6'1 possibly even 6'2.


Alright I'm like 70% sure you and I are just alternate versions of each other because that's pretty spot on to my proportions as well.
Walking into the OOC to find it like

Omega


The light from Omega faded and he took the opportunity to find and finish off any remaining Kans, but that still left the invisible foe. Not sure how he could take it on initially, Tartys gave him the answer by shooting a sort of heat attack. It worked perfectly as the silhouette of their enemy was soon revealed. Omega aimed where its head would be and softly boasted, “Gottch ya.” He got off two good shots before his concentration was broken by the ground violently shaking. "What the hell!?!” he blurted out looking around to find the source.

Between Juno having taken a new form and Grafdakka becoming a metal titan, it wasn’t hard to guess that either of them were the cause. The question now was what could they do in the face of such raw power? Clearly Juno needed no help, but even if she did none were readily equipped to handle such a monstrosity. A quick glance at the wounded Tartys and Omega knew the answer; they had to retreat and hope that Juno could handle this.

But nothing is ever simple is it? Practically the moment Omega decided on a retreat ten more Killa Kans headed straight towards them. ”Tartys,” Omega knelt down next to his injured comrade, ”Yer no use to us like this and even less if you die. You gotta retreat into the base and find someone to heal you, alright? I’ll deal with these hunks of junk.”

Hoping she would heed his advice, Omega left Tartys side and slowly walked toward the Killa Kans descending toward them. ”I’ve had enough of this messing around. Y’all wanna fight? Then bring it!”

The first Kan to land didn’t last long. It slammed into the ground next to Omega who almost effortlessly plunged his guns into the machine and opened fire destroying internal circuity and leaving it motionless. The rest had landed by now and were beginning to move. Omega met them head on rushing with incredible speeds. Any paying close enough attention would notice he wasn’t actually running, but simply gliding across the ground. His speed was enough to topple the Kan as he rammed into it stabbing it over and over as they hit the ground.

The third Kan tried to open fire but, like the one before it, found it had no effect on the spirit. This information took just a little too long to process as the cowboy jumped to the Kan and with both pistols stabbed into it’s side and forced its fire upon its brothers taking two other Kans down before switching the guns off. With his guns already in the machine, Omega blasted a hole out the other end destroying it.

That left four Kans all who knew their bullets had no effect. Revving their saws the remaining Kans circled Omega ready to strike at any second. Omega stood watching them carefully waiting for one to strike. Sure enough, the one currently behind him took the charge and attempted to separate his torso from his legs. With split second timing Omega rolled backwards just under the blade and with a single swipe relieved the bot of its saw arm. Another thought this would be the perfect chance to strike only to miss its attack as Omega sidestepped letting its saw shred the other one.

With its back to him, Omega plugged both revolvers into the machines back and with inhuman strength lifted it off the ground and pointed it at the last two Kans now charging simultaneously. Unfortunately for them, they weren’t the only things charging. Pulling both triggers Omega’s revolvers shot with all the power they had been absorbing annihilating the Kan he held and blowing holes right through the other two,

Throwing the remains of the Kan off his guns Omega stood silent amidst the smoke wreckage of his enemies. Feeling rather proud of himself he spun both his revolvers before holstering them and sliding his fingers along the brim of his hat. ”Well, that wasn’t so bad.”

@Flamelord@Lucius Cypher@TheWindel
Still waiting on Omega and Flos.


Will try to get a post up today or tomorrow. Been a bit of a hectic weekend so I haven't had time to read all the new posts.
@Mega Birb

I'm going to say yes for Omega since there was probably an electric telegraph and translation sheet for it back on his original planet.
@KoL

Quite sure Fran would challenge her for the "lust" title.
Angus MacCallum


*DING*

*SPLOOSH*

A tennis ball struck the target on the dunk tank sending the Fanged Ranger sitting inside into the green liquid below accompanied by the cheers of those around. As told by the color of the “water” it was the Green Guild who had set up the dunk tank just outside the side entrance linked to the gym. This was done so the divers could have quick access to the locker room showers since somehow it was decided to use a green sports drink rather than actual water and needless to say those who had finished their shift being dunked wanted to get the stickiness off them asap.

While every member was required to participate, however, the whole thing only took about two or three people to man it; one to collect the money and hand out balls, one to gather up the ones thrown, and the unfortunate soul sitting in the tank. This meant the rest of the guild was free to enjoy the festival until their number came up which was exactly was Angus was doing.

Wanting to get a cup of coffee before checking everything out Angus had stopped by the maid cafe that seemed to be the talk of the whole festival, and he could see why. Good food, cute girls, what wasn’t there to love?...Oh, right. Looking around Angus caught sight of Chiyo sitting atop of of the cafe overlooking all. Angus rolled his eyes before walking into the cafe itself. Why Kenji ever agreed to ally with someone like her was beyond him.

Speaking of Kneji, was that him yelling at the white king? Wasn’t he supposed to be with the others at the tank? Or was he not aware it was set up? Uh-oh. Angus whipped out his phone and shot a quick text to the person currently running the booth:

Hey, did anyone tell Kenji where we were setting up the dunk tank?


Hitting send and slipping his phone back into his pocket he stepped to the counter to order. Seeing how crowded the place was he assumed looking for a table would be a futile task and instead chose to order his coffee to go. As he handed the barista the money she gasped in alarm at something behind him. Angus turned just in time to see several patrons stand and remove a group that seemed to be causing trouble for a young male maid. Interesting. Angus wasn’t aware they had male maids, but hey more power to them.

A soft vibrate in his pocket alerted him that he had a text, no doubt the booth had replied. Grabbing his coffee he pulled out his phone reading and walking at the same time.

I don’t think we did O.O Should we text him real quick?


Great. Angus sighed in annoyance before finding a place to stop and reply. Choosing a nearby trashcan he set his coffee down and start to type back that he would handle it since he knew where the king currently was. Just before he sent the message a familiar maid walked up and started setting cupcakes in the trash. One would assume they had just gone bad, until he started talking to the trash as if it were alive.

”You, uh, alright there?” Angus asked concerned the man was having a mental break down. That is until he got a closer look at the individual. ”Wait a minute. You’re that janitor from the mall!...Please tell me that friend of yours isn’t in there is she?”

@Lonewolf685@TheWindel
Why didn't I just use Gold Eyes to burn all the maggots? Foolish, foolish Windel.


Me checking the OOC in the morning to find it like:

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