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Create-A-Hero RPG GM, Blue Bringer of BWAHAHA!
STATUS: A Perpetual Motion Engine of Anxiety and Self-Loathing 2 yrs ago
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So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
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"Ha!" He scoffed aloud. "This is how richboy beats me? He gets naked and tries to hide his scent? It is a valiant effort, but it will fail!"
To show his rage Kraven kicked over the trashcan. A wire attached to the can's underside snapped. The spring loaded trap underneath the trashcan sprung, shooting a half dozen nails out at Kraven. While most of the nails missed, one lodged into his left shoulder, another nail struck his right forearm with a glancing blow.
"Ah," he grunted, holding his shoulder. "Clever, richboy... very clever. You fooled me. You will not do it again!"
Kraven yanked the nail from his shoulder. Holding it up, he noticed there was a balm slathered on the tip, mingling with his blood. "What..." His knees buckled as an intense burning sensation hit him. His shoulder irradiated in white hot pain. Kraven ground his teeth in pain and roared out into the night.
"DEAD! YOU ARE DEAD!"
Fighting his pain, Kraven saw a fire escape and jumped at the ladder. He grabbed a rung and fell back to the ground. Holding his hands up, he saw the grease covering his palms. The hunter yelled out in frustration again.
An Excerpt from Home Alone 7 - Lost in Gotham: Kevin's Last Hunt...
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"You all ... mutant freaks who were radicalized into violence/introduced to each other over the internet, and decided to start ... You're the Bad News Bears ... , but much uglier, and nobody likes you."
I'm working 24 hours over this weekend.
If anyone wants to throw up some posts and keep me entertained - or if the GMs want to nudge the story along for me to respond to it would be greatly appreciated.
If anyone wants to throw up some posts and keep me entertained - or if the GMs want to nudge the story along for me to respond to it would be greatly appreciated.
*Red puts the team's shotgun up on the high shelf*
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Worst hockey team ever.
But ironically, powering an omnipotent superhero...
@Lord Wraith creates a Toronto based character who gain strength any time anyone mentions "the Leafs"...
Toss up between a Platypus which harnesses an Australian's capacity to swear and a superhero based in Seattle who becomes more powerful in the rain as the most OP characters ever created...
T.O. Morrow looking down at his son's tube as his virtual lesson plays:
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