@ActRaiserTheReturned The Flaxans' dimension has a different timestream. One year in was a few hours out. Later, others go for a few months on Earth, and spend over 700 years in their dimension.
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It's too late. Always has been. Always will be.
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@ActRaiserTheReturned Yeah that's what I was referring to. Decimating one planet took Nolan a year, and it's something he has a lot of practice doing. He only succeeded because the Flaxans usually bully dimensions with worse technology than theirs, and weren't preapred for a real fight. I don't think that qualifies him as a "galactic" threat.
@Dark Cloud Terra Grayson.
@ActRaiserTheReturned Not really sure what scale or standards you're using, but in the case of Omniman it took him about year to nearly eradicate the Flaxans, who only had one planet.
@ActRaiserTheReturned Not really sure what scale or standards you're using, but in the case of Omniman it took him about year to nearly eradicate the Flaxans, who only had one planet.
@Mintz I'll leave the specifics up to you, and just play her as I would until told otherwise.
Reading the Invincible Universe Handbook to learn how Viltrumites actually work. Would be working on my CS but I forgot to charge my laptop last night.
Reading the Invincible Universe Handbook to learn how Viltrumites actually work. Would be working on my CS but I forgot to charge my laptop last night.
@Mintz Well hopefully she doesn't get gimped too much. Unlike your supermans of the world Viltrumites don't do much besides their flying brick deal. Really their only powers are 1. Go fast 2. Punch hard 3. Never die.
Didn't realize the OOC was already up, I can start working on Terra.
Been needing something self-indulgent in my life lately.
Been needing something self-indulgent in my life lately.
Yeah you can count this as on indefinite hiatus, I just don't have the time and wherewithal to run a PBP right now.
I could be interested in this, and have a character idea.
Sorry, having a lot of shit crop up lately, still keeping an eye on this, just won't have time to start the IC for a little while yet. My spring break is in a couple of weeks, expect this to go live around then.
Dandelion stepped out from the dorm building to the walkways hosting the club signups, and immediately took a step back in shock. The didn't get far, immediately bumping into Dr. Greene who was a step behind them. Their chaperone laughed and righted them, patting Dandy on the back. They stared wide-eyed at the massive assembly of people lining the hallway and milling about. They had genuinely never seen so many humans in a single place at once. Besides recordings, they had seen almost nothing on Earth at all.
Both Dandelion and Dr. Greene had moved in weeks before, quietly, and their enrollment had been completed with an equal amount of discretion. Dandelion was still something of a sensitive project the IPL was concerned, and they wanted Dandy's affairs handled quietly. Up until this point, things had been quiet. Dandelion and their chaperone had walked the grounds some before this, in early mornings when the few students that had also moved in were still asleep. Suddenly being in a full room of students... this was a test not only of how successful the IPL had been at acclimating Dandelion, but indeed of how sound an idea this had been in the first place.
Still nervous, Dandelion looked back at their handler with panic written in their mismatched eyes. Dr. Greene's kind eyes met theirs, and they smiled back at them reassuringly. Elizabeth Greene was a tall, attractive woman, possibly in her late thirties. Pale eyes, bright red hair, and milky-white skin combined with her height made her quite eye-catching, possibly moreso than the hybrid she stood behind. She carried a satchel of instruments over a white labcoat. What appeared at first glance to be a high collar rising up from the coat was actually part of a rubbery full-body suit in hospital green. The lip of the "collar" was a mechanism upon which a dome-shaped visor could be locked to hermetically seal the suit. Her glasses were silver-framed and had a camera and small computer attached. She gave Dandy another push toward the crowd, and they took a few steps forward. Hesitating at first, until they heard Dr. Greene's steps behind them, and then they confidently strode forward.
Dandelion stopped at each and every club recruiting station, and listened with rapt attention to all of their information and offerings. This of course was after a thorough introduction/interrogation by Dandelion, but once they felt satisfied by their first battery of questions, they hung on every word the club organizers said. Any brochure, sticker, or badge they were offered they gleefully accepted, and before long Dandy's red jumper was covered in pins and stickers, and they had a sticker for the music appreciation club on their cheek. While most of the representatives had been taken aback by their barrage of questions, so far there had been no negative reactions to Dandelion, and they seemed to be integrating smoothly.
Both Dandelion and Dr. Greene had moved in weeks before, quietly, and their enrollment had been completed with an equal amount of discretion. Dandelion was still something of a sensitive project the IPL was concerned, and they wanted Dandy's affairs handled quietly. Up until this point, things had been quiet. Dandelion and their chaperone had walked the grounds some before this, in early mornings when the few students that had also moved in were still asleep. Suddenly being in a full room of students... this was a test not only of how successful the IPL had been at acclimating Dandelion, but indeed of how sound an idea this had been in the first place.
Still nervous, Dandelion looked back at their handler with panic written in their mismatched eyes. Dr. Greene's kind eyes met theirs, and they smiled back at them reassuringly. Elizabeth Greene was a tall, attractive woman, possibly in her late thirties. Pale eyes, bright red hair, and milky-white skin combined with her height made her quite eye-catching, possibly moreso than the hybrid she stood behind. She carried a satchel of instruments over a white labcoat. What appeared at first glance to be a high collar rising up from the coat was actually part of a rubbery full-body suit in hospital green. The lip of the "collar" was a mechanism upon which a dome-shaped visor could be locked to hermetically seal the suit. Her glasses were silver-framed and had a camera and small computer attached. She gave Dandy another push toward the crowd, and they took a few steps forward. Hesitating at first, until they heard Dr. Greene's steps behind them, and then they confidently strode forward.
Dandelion stopped at each and every club recruiting station, and listened with rapt attention to all of their information and offerings. This of course was after a thorough introduction/interrogation by Dandelion, but once they felt satisfied by their first battery of questions, they hung on every word the club organizers said. Any brochure, sticker, or badge they were offered they gleefully accepted, and before long Dandy's red jumper was covered in pins and stickers, and they had a sticker for the music appreciation club on their cheek. While most of the representatives had been taken aback by their barrage of questions, so far there had been no negative reactions to Dandelion, and they seemed to be integrating smoothly.
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