@Dynamo Frokane Dun
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STATUS: If you get a bigger bed you will have more bed room, but less bedroom 4 yrs ago- Last Seen: 3 mos ago
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If you get a bigger bed you will have more bed room, but less bedroom
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5 yrs ago
So you open the door and enter your bathroom,wash your hands for 20sec then close the door when u leave.Right, you touched the doorknob before and after the washing.The faucet too. It's all pointless.
5 yrs ago
Exactly. You should reply with "I'm very interested, let's move this over to skype ;)" Anything less and it shows you're not fully committed.
6 yrs ago
Huh...was just watching some hentai as per usual when,amidst all the moaning and squelching sounds"Anastasia - Once Upon a December"violin version started playing.Well it was kinda emotional decision.
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6 yrs ago
I've read too many Isekai game-like novels. So I'm always spamming crappy jokes with the hope that with time my Humor Skill will level up and I'll start spitting good ones.
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Bio
The only thing I'm "sad" about is that the way my life is going, it's going to be a hellride with a disappointing and unfulfilling end. My road is set ahead of me and I feel powerless to achieve what I desire or even have peace of mind. Time is taken from me whilst my by the day depleting will for change and something better is draining away with it.-Someone actually wrote that.
Most Recent Posts
Oi! So I'm just waiting for you to voice your complaints. Got a pen and paper ready, my sketches consist of black shapes.
Not those kind of shapes. I mean like black abstract. The one sketch I like the most is where I painted the whole page pure black.
Not those kind of shapes. I mean like black abstract. The one sketch I like the most is where I painted the whole page pure black.
yh yh, anyway was waiting on a response for the black ring choice.
Yeah about this... I'm a veryyyyy slow reader. I like to imagine things happening real time pace and everything so I'll post when I've caught up. x.x
@RumikoOhara :O What happened to the Junko Enoshima avatar pick!? What will happen in the "You are you avatar" thread?
Appearance: 
Name: Chef Gold or just Gold
Race: Ursid - They are depicted as brute warriors with a big physique said to resemble that of a bear but they are also a cunning people. Brute force is meant more to gain respect and the obedience of others as it is rarely used to achieve one's goals except when you are in war of course.
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Job: Chef
Weapons:
Abilities:
Personality: He is a lot more friendly now after joining the culinary arts. A lot more friendly and cunning. He is convinced that the his fighting days are behind him so he focuses more on being cunning and using ways that don't involve violence, as far as it's possible.
Bio: A huge civil war tore his planet apart and with it came the near extinction of his kind when a machine that targeted the planet's core with powerful seismic pulses was created and eventually destroyed the planet. A few other survived. During the war, Cpt. Gold as his troopers called him because of his golden eye, was made infamous for the usage of his torture methods on the radicals during the Ursid Civil War. In the end thought he wasn't able to save anything, the war was lost as the radicals managed to "change" something. Before there was a planet and now...just rubble.
Since then he has been traveling aimlessly until he got into a planet ruled by corruption. There he earned a name in the underground fighting arenas, Golden Eyed Devil. A name and money at that since he never lost a single battle. That changed when he was beaten by an alien creature which had weapons on its person. The rules of the arena allowed no weapons or armor, only hand to hand combat. The alien creature claimed that the blades were part of his body, same as hands and limbs on others. The Golden Eyed Devil wasn't going to back from this either way. During the fight the creature managed to cut his left leg and drop him to the ground. Turning back in hoped to hear the cheers of the crowd it was only greeted by booos but then the cheering went through the roof when The Infamous Devil got up on his one feet and got into fight position, rage adorned his face. Angry for not getting the crowd on it's side, the alien creature charged for the Ursid with an extended scythe. With his right hand he held the creatures wrist so it couldn't use it's blade while with the left hand he used it as a shield to greet the slices of the creature and protect his head. Finally he took the opening and lunged in with his mouth to tear the creatures head clean off. The crows was mad with excitement and adrenaline and the last things he heard before he blacked out was the chanting of his stage name in the planet's home language.
Waking up he was greeted by robotic doctors. They had patched his lost limbs and asked him if he wanted a cybernetic replacement for those.
"Only the best this shithole has to offer."
After that he left the fighting business in a sort of epiphany coming from his near death experience. Later he learned that he had a thing for the culinary arts, it relaxed him and made him feel appreciated when others liked his food. But to say the truth, deep down he misses the days of fighting. They're not past yet.
Him while cooking.
Name: Chef Gold or just Gold
Race: Ursid - They are depicted as brute warriors with a big physique said to resemble that of a bear but they are also a cunning people. Brute force is meant more to gain respect and the obedience of others as it is rarely used to achieve one's goals except when you are in war of course.
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Job: Chef
Weapons:
- Cyborg Eye - Gold's eye gives him several optic visionary functions he can use simultaneously, such as Zoom-in, Thermal vision, Night vision, X-Ray, and more. Besides the optic visionary functions he can channel a beam of laser from his eye for a short duration.
Cybernetic Arm - Gold's cyborg arm serves a variety of functions, containing a surprising amount of tools as well as weapons, such as a clamp, a sword, a plasma flintlock pistol, a torch/flamethrower, a plethora of sharp implements and tools, like scissors, a cleaver, cooking wares, etc., pincer-esque appendages, and more.
Cybernetic Peg Leg - Silver's cyborg leg works via hydraulic pump, so damage to it inhibits him, leaving him to limp until it can be repaired. It also carries a detachable grenade launcher Silver can attach to his cyborg arm.
Abilities:
- Cooking - Gold is a master chef and maximizes his cooking skills with his cybernetic tools, enabling him to cook his dishes at a surprising rate of speed.
Fighting - Be it hand to hand, with a sword/knife/gun he is a master in the field coming from a long life filled with battles.
Torture - Even if it remains only as a grim reminder of his past self, it is still a part of him and he still has the necessary skills to make anyone yield under his "ministrations".
Personality: He is a lot more friendly now after joining the culinary arts. A lot more friendly and cunning. He is convinced that the his fighting days are behind him so he focuses more on being cunning and using ways that don't involve violence, as far as it's possible.
Bio: A huge civil war tore his planet apart and with it came the near extinction of his kind when a machine that targeted the planet's core with powerful seismic pulses was created and eventually destroyed the planet. A few other survived. During the war, Cpt. Gold as his troopers called him because of his golden eye, was made infamous for the usage of his torture methods on the radicals during the Ursid Civil War. In the end thought he wasn't able to save anything, the war was lost as the radicals managed to "change" something. Before there was a planet and now...just rubble.
Since then he has been traveling aimlessly until he got into a planet ruled by corruption. There he earned a name in the underground fighting arenas, Golden Eyed Devil. A name and money at that since he never lost a single battle. That changed when he was beaten by an alien creature which had weapons on its person. The rules of the arena allowed no weapons or armor, only hand to hand combat. The alien creature claimed that the blades were part of his body, same as hands and limbs on others. The Golden Eyed Devil wasn't going to back from this either way. During the fight the creature managed to cut his left leg and drop him to the ground. Turning back in hoped to hear the cheers of the crowd it was only greeted by booos but then the cheering went through the roof when The Infamous Devil got up on his one feet and got into fight position, rage adorned his face. Angry for not getting the crowd on it's side, the alien creature charged for the Ursid with an extended scythe. With his right hand he held the creatures wrist so it couldn't use it's blade while with the left hand he used it as a shield to greet the slices of the creature and protect his head. Finally he took the opening and lunged in with his mouth to tear the creatures head clean off. The crows was mad with excitement and adrenaline and the last things he heard before he blacked out was the chanting of his stage name in the planet's home language.
Waking up he was greeted by robotic doctors. They had patched his lost limbs and asked him if he wanted a cybernetic replacement for those.
"Only the best this shithole has to offer."
After that he left the fighting business in a sort of epiphany coming from his near death experience. Later he learned that he had a thing for the culinary arts, it relaxed him and made him feel appreciated when others liked his food. But to say the truth, deep down he misses the days of fighting. They're not past yet.
Him while cooking.
Desert Empire deck and black colored ring.
Name: Amon Deus
Age: 32
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Nationality: Egypt
Personality: Adventurous. Ever since he was a kid he liked to explore, escaping his parent's watchful gazes and running off somewhere on an imaginary adventure. He was always the one on the lead, making everyone else follow him on his adventures. Since that accident happened he has been a lot more cautious and never takes others with him making him very solitary.
Interest In Trading Card Games: Has a gambling addiction. And lets just say that whenever he revisits a place, there are some roads and locations he avoids.
Bio: Ever since he was little he had that fire in him, that fire burning for adventure. His family was poor making him miss a lot of things a normal family should have in material and no matter how much love his parents gave him it wasn't enough. In the adrenaline and excitement of adventure he found escape. Although that life was exciting, it was also dangerous. And that was made apparent when he lead a group of 5 other kids not including him in an "adventure". This time it was a race on the rooftops. The one to make it first to the predetermined point won a prize. Everyone was set and they all went sprinting as soon as the signal was given. They passed roof after roof, they were very close mind you so the danger didn't seem that big but there were other things that could go wrong. And as everyone was focused on jumping the gaps, one kid, his best friend landed on weakened spot which made the roof collapse. He never walked again after that.
This changed him in many aspects. First he promised himself to never let anyone depends on him, secondly he couldn't stand to stay there anymore and so he left. From there he traveled from place to place, barely getting by with the occasional thievery until one day he decided to try gambling. The first day he became "rich", as he saw it in his eyes. Going from gambler to gambler, betting small sums until after a particularly long streak he decided to bet it all, that's where the wheels of fate turned backwards, that's where he "lost it all". Later he came to understand that that was a very common tactics used to lure innocent and ignorant people to a sense of confidence and security until they started betting large sums at which point they manipulated the game and make them lose. Well he wasn't having any of that and he, somehow, managed to high tail it. He only needed a few more stunts like that to manage getting some equipment. From there he started treasure hunting inside other people's homes. That went on until he was 25. Using his small fortune he bought a ticket and some real equipment to start legit treasure hunting in real places with treasure. On his first few years nothing until on his 5th year on the job he hit bingo and found a real fortune that could last him for a lifetime if spent "moderately". But he wasn't like that, not even a few months later he went on another adventure. Never a minute of rest for an adventurous soul like his.
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This thread went completely under the radar. Thought I already posted my CS. Here it is.
Appearance:
Name: Chef Gold or just Gold
Race: Ursid - They are depicted as brute warriors with a big physique said to resemble that of a bear but they are also a cunning people. Brute force is meant more to gain respect and the obedience of others as it is rarely used to achieve one's goals except when you are in war of course.
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Job: Chef
Weapons:
Abilities:
Personality: He is a lot more friendly now after joining the culinary arts. A lot more friendly and cunning. He is convinced that the his fighting days are behind him so he focuses more on being cunning and using ways that don't involve violence, as far as it's possible.
Bio: A huge civil war tore his planet apart and with it came the near extinction of his kind when a machine that targeted the planet's core with powerful seismic pulses was created and eventually destroyed the planet. A few other survived. During the war, Cpt. Gold as his troopers called him because of his golden eye, was made infamous for the usage of his torture methods on the radicals during the Ursid Civil War. In the end thought he wasn't able to save anything, the war was lost as the radicals managed to "change" something. Before there was a planet and now...just rubble.
Since then he has been traveling aimlessly until he got into a planet ruled by corruption. There he earned a name in the underground fighting arenas, Golden Eyed Devil. A name and money at that since he never lost a single battle. That changed when he was beaten by an alien creature which had weapons on its person. The rules of the arena allowed no weapons or armor, only hand to hand combat. The alien creature claimed that the blades were part of his body, same as hands and limbs on others. The Golden Eyed Devil wasn't going to back from this either way. During the fight the creature managed to cut his left leg and drop him to the ground. Turning back in hoped to hear the cheers of the crowd it was only greeted by booos but then the cheering went through the roof when The Infamous Devil got up on his one feet and got into fight position, rage adorned his face. Angry for not getting the crowd on it's side, the alien creature charged for the Ursid with an extended scythe. With his right hand he held the creatures wrist so it couldn't use it's blade while with the left hand he used it as a shield to greet the slices of the creature and protect his head. Finally he took the opening and lunged in with his mouth to tear the creatures head clean off. The crows was mad with excitement and adrenaline and the last things he heard before he blacked out was the chanting of his stage name in the planet's home language.
Waking up he was greeted by robotic doctors. They had patched his lost limbs and asked him if he wanted a cybernetic replacement for those.
"Only the best this shithole has to offer."
After that he left the fighting business in a sort of epiphany coming from his near death experience. Later he learned that he had a thing for the culinary arts, it relaxed him and made him feel appreciated when others liked his food. But to say the truth, deep down he misses the days of fighting. They're not past yet.
Him while cooking.
Appearance:
Name: Chef Gold or just Gold
Race: Ursid - They are depicted as brute warriors with a big physique said to resemble that of a bear but they are also a cunning people. Brute force is meant more to gain respect and the obedience of others as it is rarely used to achieve one's goals except when you are in war of course.
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Job: Chef
Weapons:
- Cyborg Eye - Gold's eye gives him several optic visionary functions he can use simultaneously, such as Zoom-in, Thermal vision, Night vision, X-Ray, and more. Besides the optic visionary functions he can channel a beam of laser from his eye for a short duration.
Cybernetic Arm - Gold's cyborg arm serves a variety of functions, containing a surprising amount of tools as well as weapons, such as a clamp, a sword, a plasma flintlock pistol, a torch/flamethrower, a plethora of sharp implements and tools, like scissors, a cleaver, cooking wares, etc., pincer-esque appendages, and more.
Cybernetic Peg Leg - Silver's cyborg leg works via hydraulic pump, so damage to it inhibits him, leaving him to limp until it can be repaired. It also carries a detachable grenade launcher Silver can attach to his cyborg arm.
Abilities:
- Cooking - Gold is a master chef and maximizes his cooking skills with his cybernetic tools, enabling him to cook his dishes at a surprising rate of speed.
Fighting - Be it hand to hand, with a sword/knife/gun he is a master in the field coming from a long life filled with battles.
Torture - Even if it remains only as a grim reminder of his past self, it is still a part of him and he still has the necessary skills to make anyone yield under his "ministrations".
Personality: He is a lot more friendly now after joining the culinary arts. A lot more friendly and cunning. He is convinced that the his fighting days are behind him so he focuses more on being cunning and using ways that don't involve violence, as far as it's possible.
Bio: A huge civil war tore his planet apart and with it came the near extinction of his kind when a machine that targeted the planet's core with powerful seismic pulses was created and eventually destroyed the planet. A few other survived. During the war, Cpt. Gold as his troopers called him because of his golden eye, was made infamous for the usage of his torture methods on the radicals during the Ursid Civil War. In the end thought he wasn't able to save anything, the war was lost as the radicals managed to "change" something. Before there was a planet and now...just rubble.
Since then he has been traveling aimlessly until he got into a planet ruled by corruption. There he earned a name in the underground fighting arenas, Golden Eyed Devil. A name and money at that since he never lost a single battle. That changed when he was beaten by an alien creature which had weapons on its person. The rules of the arena allowed no weapons or armor, only hand to hand combat. The alien creature claimed that the blades were part of his body, same as hands and limbs on others. The Golden Eyed Devil wasn't going to back from this either way. During the fight the creature managed to cut his left leg and drop him to the ground. Turning back in hoped to hear the cheers of the crowd it was only greeted by booos but then the cheering went through the roof when The Infamous Devil got up on his one feet and got into fight position, rage adorned his face. Angry for not getting the crowd on it's side, the alien creature charged for the Ursid with an extended scythe. With his right hand he held the creatures wrist so it couldn't use it's blade while with the left hand he used it as a shield to greet the slices of the creature and protect his head. Finally he took the opening and lunged in with his mouth to tear the creatures head clean off. The crows was mad with excitement and adrenaline and the last things he heard before he blacked out was the chanting of his stage name in the planet's home language.
Waking up he was greeted by robotic doctors. They had patched his lost limbs and asked him if he wanted a cybernetic replacement for those.
"Only the best this shithole has to offer."
After that he left the fighting business in a sort of epiphany coming from his near death experience. Later he learned that he had a thing for the culinary arts, it relaxed him and made him feel appreciated when others liked his food. But to say the truth, deep down he misses the days of fighting. They're not past yet.
Him while cooking.
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