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8 yrs ago
Current They're marathoning Power Rangers on Twitch. I'm geeking out so hard rn!
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8 yrs ago
So I might be killed by a tornado. It's pretty lit in this basement tho
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8 yrs ago
@The Spectre I fail to see how that is any different. You just described all the things people do with their racist "jokes." Sounds pretty hypocritical to me.
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8 yrs ago
Does the "Grow a thicker skin." thing not apply to talking shit about people voting for a different candidate?
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8 yrs ago
No it wasn't directed at anyone I was speaking genrally.

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Leon was waling out f the kitchen area when he saw one of the other remaining firefighters in the building, a woman named Maria Rodriquez , limping and cursin as she walked away from the main door. "Jesus Maria what happened to you?" He said taking her arm over his shoulder and walking her to the couch to sit down.

"I was outside taking a smoke break, and some old woman fell right in front of me. I tried helping her up and the bitch bit my leg!" She seethed as Leon set her down and started examining the bite. It wasn't deep but it was still bleeding."Voight's out there dealing with her now. He sent me inside before I curbstomped her into the ground."

"I'll go get the first-aid kit and we'll bandage that right up. In the meantime just sit here and get comfortable." He said walking back to the kitchen to get the first-aid kit there. Little did he know that the old woman who had bit Maria had already killed Voight, and that he was stuck inside with a veritable time bomb.
Leon was laying lazily on one of the couches in the station when the TV nearby had started playing the warning. The station was mostly empty now save for him and a few others, a fire in one of the res areas took two of the trucks out and he and those staying behind were on standby in case they were needed. He was the only one in the living area at the moment, so he didn't know if any of the others were hearing the message but he was sure if it was as important as they were making it sound they would've gotten a call or something..
I have an OC that would be perfect for this. Count me in.
"Do you think me blind?" Isaiah struck back just as ferociously, every one of his strike with the intent to kill this man he once respected. "Bastard was always just a word to me, I cared not for what anyone thought of her." Isaiah lashed out as he struck. "Who do you think it was that gave me the strength to continue on while I trained?" The blue flames were coursing around his arms now as he continued to clash with Lawrence. "It was always her! Every glance a reminder of what I was working for." He locked his sword with Lawrence's as a sudden realization hit him. His helmet slid away to reveal his face and sadistic smile played on his lips. "You're jealous aren't you?"
Isaiah was staggered by the pulse, but managed to raise his black sword in time to block Lawrence's blade, the blue flame that adorned his strike fought from the darkness from Lawrence's.. "Do you mean to insult me? I know my sins and I will regret their consequences for the rest of my life for however long that may be." He gritted his teeth as he pushed the blade away, and held both his blades in preparation for his next strike. "You're right though I don't deserve her smile, I don't deserve my title, my armor, or my sword either. I have sullied what it means to be a knight." He looked down at his ebony-clad wrist which still held Lorelai's ribbon. "If Lorelai desires my life then it is forfeit to her, because she will always be my princess and as long as I have this...then I will remain her champion and I will always be more a knight than you are." He jumped forward striking simultaneously with both swords. "You claim to stand by your mistress, yet here she stands fighting her brother and friend. How can you claim to love her yet allow her to forsake her humanity? You know just as well as I do that this is not her!""
I still need Moxy to work Lawrence....
Add what side the Westfall's are on(even if it neutral or undecided.) and You're accepted.
Noah nodded and gripped his hammer tight. "I'll go in first, if you hear me screaming that probably means you should get the hell outta dodge. Otherwise we're good to go." He pressed open the door and walked inside. The room that led to the garage was clear, so he continued forth. He stopped when saw a zombie eating on some girl who looked she'd already been brained with something. The zombie hadn't noticed him yet so he took advantage, swinging the hammer right into the things skull twice. After that was done he planted the claw part of the hammer into the girl's forehead just in case. "We're clear." He called back.
Alzack nodded. It was definitely a shame that the Lazarel were not here for the meeting but he would figure something else out for them. "I am truly gladdened that you all accepted my invitation. If you would follow me into the meeting room, where House Nebudchinezzar already waits. We can get straight to business. Afterwards I have a feast being prepared in honor of the presences of so many of the Great Houses in Rainamere." He and Artemisia turned around and entered the castle leading the House heads to the meeting room.
Name: Leon DiMarco
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance:
personality: Kind and selfless though quiet and reserved.
Bio: Moved into Cherryville four years ago, and joined the fire department but is very quiet about his past.
skills: Strong,and quick on his feet thanks to his training, some medical training, and is pretty good at picking locks and hotwiring cars but don't ask him elaborate on that.
weapons: Fire axe
job: Firefighter
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