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Current Getting that I'm feeling watched feeling again...who are all these people stalking...err...visiting my profile? Ahhhh stranger danger.
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I just wanna sleep...
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Just one more day again...one more...I hate long shifts...
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One more day on shift...then a half day to feel human again...adulting sucks.
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2 yrs ago
Starfield may have been the sci fi game I needed to replace Elite Dangerous

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Micheal Lifts!*stomp stomp*


Micheal was still singing, and occasionally rattling the chains and weights as if chimes for his singing.

His voice hitches though. When he feels all that weight vanish. He stops in the middle of a lyric telling the story about the flood that the First Man weathered and brought the land back after. To say he was not prepared at all to have his singing interuppted. Or to feel the oppression of the weights and chains fall away. Well he lets out a crowing whoop. And then heaves back, and throws his arms up, back, around, he wheels his arms, causing muscle to bulge and surge as he sends the chains and weights clattering off his body.

He stands again tall, then takes a deep breath, pulling air back into his lungs. Though he can't use his magic right now. The mighty war cry he lets out, may as well be infused with his joy, his sheer happiness and wonder and freedom. Enough so, that just across the room, the three trickster gods jerk awake. One by one first Manabozho gets to his feet groggily. Then Whiskeyjack with a groan. Lastly Raven. And then hearing the warcry, they stagger over towards Micheal and join in, turning their heads to the cieling and crying out, like joining in on a wolfs howl. Then the four clash together and share a hug.

Panting a little after abit the four turn and head ove to check on Amanda, Faye and Morgana. The four limping over. Micheal speaking for them, "I think we're okay. That was rough. Faye? Boss Bot?" He looks over at Morgana, "you alright Morgs?" He bends over abit, gritting his teeth, "We should get the hell outta here...think the OMR is sending help? We can't have gone unmissed right?"
<Snipped quote by Ithradine>

I'm going to have to bow out. :(
I don't do anime. sorry


You know what, I saw this coming.

Ah well. Can't account for everything.
Hah these are great.

Can't wait to see where our other ideas go.
@Izurich

This is okay, neither am I. And really do we need to be to enjoy an RP?
Interactions - @Infinite Cosmos "Nate" Tanaka

Jericho "Walls" coming down


Jericho waves to the tour group he'd taken out on the water. Though the fishing charter had said they could pull in two fish a person, they had not requested actually bringing home some tuna. Pity really. Jericho had been prepared to bargain for some of the meat for himself. Tuna fish being an especially good meal. Jericho stays on the quay and smiles watching the tour group get into their vehicle then race off into the early evening light. Turning back he gathers up the gear and takes it inside the warehouse, setting all the kit down on the floor, and seperating the rods out. He picks up a remote and sets it playing a local radio station.

The music filled the warehouse as Jericho began to work at seperating the rods and reels and the lines.

He'd need to do some maintenance on the reels and rods. Those tuna today put up some fights. As he's working his phone pings. And he reaches over and picks it up.

"Walls. What are you up to this evening? Still want to come by and chat? You know you have a permanent tab and family discount here ;) I'll even let your bring your own beer since I don't serve beer here"

Jericho chuckled and texted back, "Nate! How's things? Just doing some clean up from a fishing trip. The Bar running well? Oh my an invitation to the greatest of watering holes? Hehe fine. Be over in abit." He could do the rest of the rods and reels in the morning before the hiking trip. For now he has some unwinding to do.

Grabbing a satchel, and putting a few bottles into it from his own drink cabinet. And outside he gets, locking the warehouse behind him, and grabbing his bike. Soon he's racing down the roads.

After a ride, he comes rolling up to the Sunny Side/Side Car. Ringing his bell in greeting, and leaning his bike on a pillar outside. Soon entering the building. Waving and calling to Nate, "Hey bredda, how tings go? Mi hear seh a did some good company bout. Mi bring some drink too, hope yuh up fi some a it." JEricho striding up to the bar and opening his bag, pulling a bottle of spiced rum from within.
@Ithradine

Oh really? Cool.

What can I say the records of Mighty Mo, Big Whisky, Black Dragon and The Big Stick deserve some respect. IMO anyway.
Are we going to have any takers on one of the Iowa class ships I wonder.
Any ship from WW2 Era?

Hmmm okay. I think I'm going to do something silly then.

Play an Atlanta-Oakland class ship. One of the types that were supreme Anti-Air ships, but still had the capability to fight surface targets as well.
The Yakuza and The Battle Goddess


Ban hiked his blade and slide it up behind his arm and alongnhis shoulder. He paced along with his detachment, scanning the halls as they go. This particular area really didn't play well to his style sadly. But he's sure he'd been sent along here for a reason. It's just a matter of time before that reason presents itself. He nods slowly as they go, "Think your plan has merit and not to work. But as someone once said, No plan survives contact with the enemy. Sun Tzu said something much the same as I recall. We should be..." Ban trails off as they reach the divider and turn for their objective. As the lights flared and thr alarm sounded the swordsmen blinked in surprise.

And them grinned behind his mask, "And this is..." His arm and sword flashed as one of the guards jumped the gun...and fired his SMG. Shimura's arm flashed moving in front of Ebrima automatically and deflected the short five round burst. Looking at his blade briefly then swinging and ricocheting the last sixth round back at the man who fired. Rewarded with the guard letting out a shocked bark as the ricochetted round pinged off his shoulder guard sending him staggering back.

Ban grinned. And spotted more coming from the left. He barked, "Those are mine." And tore off to the side. As he ran...okay so he unknowingly performed a Naruto-like run, he drew his long sword, the family katana. The reinforcing squad had a moment or five to register the man in modern samurai armor. Before Shimura leapt, and hit not just one or two or three but five of the group with a battering of flying kicks. Laying them low but not out. Dazed and reeling.

Ban chuckled, "Now then." And his swords hissed, silvered arcs cutting the air, skill and purpose. And pieces of guns fell to.the floor. Triggers, barrels, stock and chamber mechanisms, fell to the floor in a clatter. The guards watching suddenly empty handed. Shimura smiling. The guards going for knifes next.

The Yakuza grinning and rumbling, "Yosh, good. A man doesn't know the mind of another until they have tested steel against steel!"

[Hr]

Meanwhile, Freya paced along with Adam. She'd eschewed her rifle for now. And tested Starbreaker in hand. The dense hammer held easily the enhancing arm.and shoulder exo for her already incredible armor, shifting and clicking. The retracting chain already attached to the handle of the immense weapon. She nodded, hearing the aound of gunplay and fighting, "Seems they've met the enemy. I wonder how long it will be before we end up meeting anyone?"

With swish her super dense hammer traced an almost easy path through the air. And all.it would take is a flick of her arm.to send it hurtling down the hall at any point.

She caught the hammer and held it ready. It would not have been hard for her to have slid around the corner and brained the lot.ofmthem. but the quiet approach worked.

But then that door and all those inside. She sighs and backs up, her cloak coming back up, the shimmer of her form and the transparent.outline of Starbreaker held at the ready, "Go" was all she said. Her visor dulled the flash through the window. And just as Adam cleared out, she hit the door. One side of the door went one way smashing into some material racks. The other just barely hung onto.its frame. Near half a ton of raging woman smashed into the room. The first swing of her hammer caught two of those inside on the handle, the fore swing sending them flying. And as her cloak flickered off, revealing the silver blue and Grey armored giantess amidst them, her hammer came back around, low and legs and hips shattered, guards going down in shock and pain. Her arm then locked back and she threw the hammer. The chain rattled as it spooled out and hit a single exo suited guard right in the chest. The sound of armor protesting under the stress a highlight in the moment. The exo them shouting in shock as he dragged back to Feigga on the end of the hammer.

Ending with The Battle Goddess catching the exo in her off hand. A poster moment then ad she catches her hammer with her main hand and holds the battered exo in her off hand. Backlit by the flare of an emergency light.
This is strangely compelling. Interesting and interested. If you'll have me.
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