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@Little Eden Not sure how interested in this I am. Question; 128 would pretty much just be normal human level with something like 'the ability to jump your own height' yeah?
Lyle McCog

Level: 2
Date/Time: September 1st, 5 PM
Location: Mr. Gar's ==> Parking Lot
Tag: @Ebil Bunny @Lauder @Holy Soldier


Lyle yipped in surprise as one of his many semi-arch nemeses, Viki, bellowed at him to get back to work. Some jerk had managed to break the freezer-- the damn freezer! After just yesterday he had added in all those new functions and managed to overclock it! It was a technical marvel, what he had done! Especially considering he had used products found exclusively from said freezer for the upgrade!! He always had to clean up someone else's messes. He quickly stomped off to the frozen goods section, scrounging around in his backpack for his screwdriver.

Before he could remove the four screws to the icy machine's mechanism, a miniature earthquake rocked the small shop, flinging Lyle's screwdriver square into his face. A small 'ouch' escaped his mouth and he rubbed his muzzle lightly as he got onto his feet. Viki's voice "graced" him again, now commanding him to get outside. That tremor must have been Mr. Poe which meant...

"Oh no, please don't be Kokuro." Lyle silently prayed as he joined his co-workers outside in the parking lot. Thank Gar, it was just another bestial man like Lyle, though he was a cat instead of a fox, ruling out the possibility that the two were related as well. He was turning people into cats, even Clay's English teacher. It seemed, though, everyone was standing around quipping instead of actually stopping the issue, didn't they realize the citizens of Lakewood were--

Oh, Clay seemed to be having an issue. Lyle boosted over to his little brother to see what was going on. He was breathing heavily and holding his ears, stressed obviously. Lyle searched his mind for an explanation and staring at the shaking rump of what used to be a teacher. "Oh yeah, you still have that thing about prey. You wanna, uh, sit this one out Clay?"

Name: Lyle and Clay McCog.
Alias: N/A
Level: 2 and 1
Date/Time:September 1st, 6AM, & 5PM
Tag:@Holy Soldier@HeroicSociopath@Lauder


The House of McCogs

A loud beeping noise suddenly filled the McCog household at exactly 6:09 AM, just like it had at 6AM. Sadly, this time it couldn't be ignored by the young man who set it, Lyle, who hit the 'off' button with his extendable robot arm, and yawned loudly into his pillow. He hated mornings. He hated mornings somehow even more than he hated the day and the night. Especially when the morning was preceded by a weird dream of your evil sister groping your tail.

But that dream would (hopefully) fade from his memory once his morning routine started. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he got out of bed and stretched out. Forgetting one of his limbs could stretch a little farther than the others, his extendable robotic arm to shot upwards, right through the roof. For the second time that month. Lyle mumbled a curse, but ignored the problem for now. It probably wasn't going to rain today so, eh.

Lyle grabbed up his clothing, signature bomber jacket included, and hit the shower. This was one part of the morning he actually appreciated, the warm waters waking him. Of course, having to wash his fur was a huge pain in the ass, especially considering he had to do it one handed. He brought his robot arm in the shower once, he wasn't replicating that mistake again.

Either way, after about twenty minutes he managed to scrub himself to a respectable level, even if 5 of those minutes were spent trying to get the damn cap off. He then dried off, put his limbs back on, and clothed himself. With that, he walked downstairs into the kitchen. Waiting at the dining table was his younger brother, Clay, all dressed and ready to go with a bored expression on his face. One couldn’t even tell he had just gotten up.

‘Morning, brother. Dad’s gone to work.’ Clay motioned a greeting to Lyle. ‘Breakfast is ready, just clean up afterward.’ He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone and began scrolling through it absent-mindedly.
‘Looks like it will rain today. The Idaho Ifrits beat the Rhode Island Rhinos. Again. Oh, meteor shower in a couple days. Neat.’

After sitting for a while, Clay sighed. Put his phone back in his pocket, he picked up his empty backpack and headed for the front door. ‘I’ll be waiting outside, come when you’re ready.’

The sky seemed a bit cloudy, but not in such a way that would definitively mean rain. Perhaps the weather forecast was incorrect.

Better safe than sorry, I suppose. he thought. With a couple small coughs, he produced two umbrellas, one for him, one for his brother, and laid them against the wall beside the house entrance. He then perched himself comfortably on the railing to wait. Hope dad didn’t leave his umbrella behind.

All Lyle offered during Clay's greeting was a "Thanks." for the breakfast, but as soon as his little brother left, slammed his head onto the table with an angry grunt. While picking at his pancakes his better arm searched through the cabinets for a bucket, or something large enough to hold the water that would be pouring through the hole in the roof. Somehow, he couldn't find one, but deigned to grab a couple glasses and slap them onto his floor to make up for it. After finishing his breakfast and lightly cleaning off the plate and placing it in the dishwasher, he grabbed some drinking glasses and placed them below his new skylight. Great start to the day. After that fiasco, he equipped his bag and joined his little brother outside. "Sorry for the wait. Had to take care of something." he grumbled.
‘No issue, it’s not started raining yet.’ Clay returned, and hopped down from the railing. Grabbing the two umbrellas, he handed one over to Lyle. ‘Just in case.’
Lyle grunted affirmatively as he accepted the gift. "Right. Don't want to rust or something."



Mr. Gar’s Hero Supply and Bodega

Lyle and Clay entered the story right behind Jacuzzi, encountering a flittering rainbow blast, coming straight out of the idiot bodyguard's mouth. Luckily, the two were holding their umbrellas and easily blocked the vomit until it subsided, revealing that Tatsumaki had lost his only positive trait, his fit body. Apparently in his much weaker state he was going to challenge their boss.

Lyle pinched the bridge of his nose as he shook the Lucky Gems off of his umbrella. Standard work-day idiocy. Maybe with all this happening though, Lyle could sneak off and start tinkering with one of the Lazer Swordz. He quickly signed to his little brother 'Lets just go mess with the lazer swordz. They won't even notice us.'

‘Let me check the Lightning Nachos. They are usually out by the time we get here. Then I will join you.’ Clay motioned back, then opened and closed his umbrella a few times outside, a look of disgust on his face. Funny. Turned out it did rain today.

Heading over to the checkout counter, he saw that, sure enough, they were out. They were out of Power Slushies as well. And Ultimate Diapers. And Holy Hand Grenades. And Hero Gummies. And everything else. With a sigh, Clay headed towards the back. Inventory was such a pain.

While his brother headed off to actually do his job, Lyle attempted to sneak off and slack off. Everyone else was busy arguing about promotions or something, so Lyle slyly snuck to the left, weaving in between shelves and hopping above them to try and get to that sweet, sweet pot of gold opposite the man who produced the vomit rainbow. If only Viki would stay on target and not notice him...
@Holy Soldier Clay is done, in case you didn't know.


Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair Color: Orange & White
Eye Color: Black
Race: Cybernetic Fox
Written Appearance: Lyle is an anthropomorphic red fox, with soft orange fur and white accents. His right arm and one of his tails have been replaced with cybernetic improvements, and he has a back-mounted cannon. All are slightly scratched and dull from constant fights. He is slightly above average in terms of height, though his physical physique is a bit flabby. He constantly wears a light grey bomber jacket, under it a variety of graphic tees. He most often wears dark brown cargo-pants, though he has jeans and shorts in numerous colors too. For some reason he never wears shoes.
Personality: Lyle is kind of a jerk. He regards himself the only sane, smart man in the room aside from when his father's around. He's especially ashamed to be related to the insane failure of a super-villain that his sister is. He does hero-ing out of a mix of his father forcing him to, and to break away and dissociate from his mother and sister. Truly all he wants to do in life is laze away tinkering with his toys, but in a world where the best job option he's got is to tell customers about their cyborg leg installations, he's not so sure that's gonna happen. Besides this, he also feels lonely, though he'd never admit to wanting to spend time with people as stupid as society.
Current Story: Lyle's father, James Miles McCog, forced him into this job, knowing that his sister, Kokuro, was there. He wants the Lyle to convert her to the light side, or barring that at least stop any evil plans she might have. He also thinks that working with Clay will be a good bonding experience for the both of them. Lyle wants to avoid his crazy sister personally, but has accepted the job for two reasons. Firstly, he gets to work with more actual machines, unlike in Shop club, which he is a member of. Secondly, materials don't pay for themselves, and Lyle is saving up to upgrade his bionic limbs.
Level: 2
Archetype: A mix of both of the most famous game foxes-- Tails and Fox McCloud.
Store Position: Repairman/Tech Specialist
Weapon(s): His back-mounted cannon, which can turn into a mortar, a laser blaster, or a gatling gun. Simply flip it over the shoulder and look down the fold out sight-- it has lock-on tech and scans level too!
Abilities
  • Bionic Arm - Lyle's metal arm is very powerful, able to extend long distances and latch onto objects to pull him there, or pull stuff to him.
  • Bionic Arm 2.0 - Lyle's metal arm can also transform into a chainsaw! Used with the 1.0 additions Lyle can become a long-range spinning whirlwind of death!
  • Bionic Tail - Lyle's cybernetic tail is basically a rocket, able to propel him in different directions as a sort of boost.
  • Mechanical Prowess - Lyle is the one who replaced both of his limbs, and is proficient in making and repairing machinery. He's the guy who's always fixing the electric nachos machine too.

Friends: His brother Clay is about the only friend he has, but even then they aren't particularly close.
Rivals: Same story as above.
Enemies: His sister Kokuro Majokko, who works at Mr. Poe's.
Hey @RubyOwl you're still playing Kokuro right?
@Holy Soldier I'd be down for a discord group. It'd help the McCog's discuss family matters and give me an actual reason to boot up Discord for once.
I have a feeling Viki and Lyle are going to get along terribly. She's gonna have to whup his lazy ass into gear constantly.

Also I was thinking Lyle's dad looked like this, or a younger Soldier 76.
Not posting my CS yet since @Ebil Bunny is working on theirs.
@sassy1085 Use GIMP or Paint.net and hit "resize" in the image options. You may want to crop some of the image too.
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