Yeah, I guess my post was so horrible it cut through everybody's perception of time. I can do that sometimes~
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I love that joke.
I was very tempted to do this instead;
He went to relieve himself, until a voice told him, "Uhh.. this is the girl's restroom?"
"Oh.", He stood there awkwardly, before an epiphany came to him. "Wait, why are you in here?"
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I love that joke.
I was very tempted to do this instead;
He went to relieve himself, until a voice told him, "Uhh.. this is the girl's restroom?"
"Oh.", He stood there awkwardly, before an epiphany came to him. "Wait, why are you in here?"
Joshua Ray
MESS HALL, NEW ANCHORAGERay was sitting quietly in the mess hall, finishing up his meal in the corner. He scarfed down his sandwhich earlier, and took his sweet time finishing up the soup, staring longingly into it as if it'd give him some answers. He was used to being lonely and a bit of an outsider in any group he was in, but for the entire week he...
He didn't really do much outside of what was required for him. He did his best and 'scored' decently high in the obstacle course, except that one time he accidentally fell and hit their drill sergeant, Or whatever her official title was, Rebecca. 'Her name was Rebecca, right?'. He was mentally a mess right now. He couldn't remember anything specific recently, things were so monotonous. He hoped something exciting would happen.
He then remembered that yes, something exciting would happen soon. Graham's 'ultimatum'. His primary question then, was severely important to him. To the point he audibly asked it, if quietly. "Who names their kid after a type of cracker anyway? I like them, but wow, at least use Bob...". He got out his logbook from his pant-pocket and wrote that down for further questioning. 'Why name kid Graham?'
As Lunch was up, he quietly got up from his table, 'his' due to the fact nobody else ever ate with him yet, and went to deposit his dishes and get out of the mess-hall, to aimlessly wander the base. Alone. again. Ray sighed as he went to meander over to the restroom, 'I didn't know being part of a team could be so lonely.'. Nonetheless, as he went over to open the door, he still realized 'Well, no sense in getting attached before I'm more... officially hired anyway.'
He went to relieve himself, until a woman's voice told him, "Uhh.. this is the girl's restroom?"
"Oh.", He stood there awkwardly, before slowly backing out with an "Okay."
After that little incident, he briskly walked to the gym. (After taking a leak in the proper room, of course.)
Oh okay, I'm sorry @The Kid Lantern, I'll edit him out until he's more 'done' then. I dun did goof lmao, sorry fam.
>Mahz' face when
"They shall be my finest examples of code, these bits who give of themselves to me. Like clay I shall mould them, and in the furnace of spam forge them. They will be of computational will and steely hardware. In great harddrives they shall reside and armed with the mightiest banhammers.
They will be untouched by viruses or schrodinger's bugs, no sickness will need to be patched. They will have algorithms, more algorithms, and even more algorithms so that no bot can best them in battle. They are my bulwark against the Terror. They are the defenders of the RPGuild, they are my spambot filters and they shall know no fear."
Nah seriously tho thanks a ton Mahz, you a real mvp.
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>"1x laugh"
>"Mahz"
THE GOD EMPEROR HAS SPOKEN
"They shall be my finest examples of code, these bits who give of themselves to me. Like clay I shall mould them, and in the furnace of spam forge them. They will be of computational will and steely hardware. In great harddrives they shall reside and armed with the mightiest banhammers.
They will be untouched by viruses or schrodinger's bugs, no sickness will need to be patched. They will have algorithms, more algorithms, and even more algorithms so that no bot can best them in battle. They are my bulwark against the Terror. They are the defenders of the RPGuild, they are my spambot filters and they shall know no fear."
Nah seriously tho thanks a ton Mahz, you a real mvp.
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>"1x laugh"
>"Mahz"
THE GOD EMPEROR HAS SPOKEN
Fuck yeah he is.
As the dark giant that was Shayd closed in on his target, a chemical plant, as soon as he reached one specific crossroads near the entrance of the factory a horrible noise was heard. Not dissimilar to an explosion throwing metal fragments around, the source soon revealed itself as an odd circular portal grew at an angle above the center of the converged roads.
Soon, the color and material could be made out of this serenely floating disc; it was a piece of perfectly made glass, speckled with various colored dots upon its black surface, akin to a view of deep space for all intents and purposes.
It simply stood there above the ground as it slowly rotated on its own horizontal axis, until it stopped utterly. Immediately afterwards, frantic thumping could be heard with no discernible source, until a single metal fist blasted through the center of the glass vortex. A head popped out, two blue glowing eyes could be seen through an armored fully-enclosed helmet. This man, if it was one, landed with a thud as he broke through, shards of glass-like material losing all color and turning into regular glass as they fell.
Landing on three points, the horrendous creature simply looked around itself in curiosity, seeing the stumped giant that was Shayd and apparently having a blast of clarity, if only for a moment, as it stood up halfway straight to bring out a single saber-like sword, engraved like a piece of damaged art.
It yelled something in a sort of black speech, but everyone present that could hear it could just tell that it was something akin to, 'I am your enemy!'. The creature then began to slowly walk counter-clockwise, yet still inching ever closer to the ebon giant as it finished processing the event that just unfolded.
Wordlessly, Shayd started the fight proper, bluntly rushing towards the abyssal creature like a predator, hands ready to crush its head. The Knight simply side-stepped before impact, then went for Shayd's backside and quickly stabbed him there, the curved sword being used as a handhold so he could simply climb upon Shayd's back and start slashing away.
A few decent cuts later and the Knight dodged another blow from Shayd to his own back, leaving his sword in apparently as an insult while he got out another, a smaller, straighter one.
Shayd ripped out the curved sword with pain, but with his 'unique' physiology it wasn't as horrible of a wound getting in and out as it would be for anyone else. He asked this thing a question, a deep bass voice intrigued. "What... are you?", Shayd questioned, looking at the shards around them.
The Knight didn't answer, still slowly prowling around Shayd in a circle. The two, strong warriors then resumed their quiet fight, watching eachother as they slowly rotated around a center point, until Shayd went in for another rush. Swinging the Knight's own curved sword, he actually managed to strike true.
The Knight's entire left arm arced through the air, landing near a lamp post. Yet, Shayd found the Knight himself with his hand plunged into Shayd's right knee, his rapier exiting the other side. Ripping himself out with force, the gaping wound looked just as horrible as it was as Shayd was effectively immobilized, if only for a short while.
As his leg recovered, the Knight simply walked to his own arm and sheathed his sword, before grabbing his limb and muttering in the same disgustingly foreign language. Holding his arm to its socket, meaty strings re-attached it before the two warriors' eyes.
For once, the Knight spoke, a silky yet old tongue befitting a king or duke.
"I hath conquered the formless steppes, have dined upon the souls of the ancient snow-drakes, and hath plunged into the abyss before taking its powers for mineself. I am an Emperor, an Overlord, and I shall do as my gods commanded in this world."
He tested his fingers as his armor went and pulled itself together. "Mortal injuries art nothing to me, mine objectives shalt be reached. These lands will know a great peace and a golden age, even if I must bring it by force of arms."
He then resumed his stance, low to the ground and ready to counter-attack.
Soon, the color and material could be made out of this serenely floating disc; it was a piece of perfectly made glass, speckled with various colored dots upon its black surface, akin to a view of deep space for all intents and purposes.
It simply stood there above the ground as it slowly rotated on its own horizontal axis, until it stopped utterly. Immediately afterwards, frantic thumping could be heard with no discernible source, until a single metal fist blasted through the center of the glass vortex. A head popped out, two blue glowing eyes could be seen through an armored fully-enclosed helmet. This man, if it was one, landed with a thud as he broke through, shards of glass-like material losing all color and turning into regular glass as they fell.
Landing on three points, the horrendous creature simply looked around itself in curiosity, seeing the stumped giant that was Shayd and apparently having a blast of clarity, if only for a moment, as it stood up halfway straight to bring out a single saber-like sword, engraved like a piece of damaged art.
It yelled something in a sort of black speech, but everyone present that could hear it could just tell that it was something akin to, 'I am your enemy!'. The creature then began to slowly walk counter-clockwise, yet still inching ever closer to the ebon giant as it finished processing the event that just unfolded.
Wordlessly, Shayd started the fight proper, bluntly rushing towards the abyssal creature like a predator, hands ready to crush its head. The Knight simply side-stepped before impact, then went for Shayd's backside and quickly stabbed him there, the curved sword being used as a handhold so he could simply climb upon Shayd's back and start slashing away.
A few decent cuts later and the Knight dodged another blow from Shayd to his own back, leaving his sword in apparently as an insult while he got out another, a smaller, straighter one.
Shayd ripped out the curved sword with pain, but with his 'unique' physiology it wasn't as horrible of a wound getting in and out as it would be for anyone else. He asked this thing a question, a deep bass voice intrigued. "What... are you?", Shayd questioned, looking at the shards around them.
The Knight didn't answer, still slowly prowling around Shayd in a circle. The two, strong warriors then resumed their quiet fight, watching eachother as they slowly rotated around a center point, until Shayd went in for another rush. Swinging the Knight's own curved sword, he actually managed to strike true.
The Knight's entire left arm arced through the air, landing near a lamp post. Yet, Shayd found the Knight himself with his hand plunged into Shayd's right knee, his rapier exiting the other side. Ripping himself out with force, the gaping wound looked just as horrible as it was as Shayd was effectively immobilized, if only for a short while.
As his leg recovered, the Knight simply walked to his own arm and sheathed his sword, before grabbing his limb and muttering in the same disgustingly foreign language. Holding his arm to its socket, meaty strings re-attached it before the two warriors' eyes.
For once, the Knight spoke, a silky yet old tongue befitting a king or duke.
"I hath conquered the formless steppes, have dined upon the souls of the ancient snow-drakes, and hath plunged into the abyss before taking its powers for mineself. I am an Emperor, an Overlord, and I shall do as my gods commanded in this world."
He tested his fingers as his armor went and pulled itself together. "Mortal injuries art nothing to me, mine objectives shalt be reached. These lands will know a great peace and a golden age, even if I must bring it by force of arms."
He then resumed his stance, low to the ground and ready to counter-attack.
Fair enough, alright. Thanks anyway
Alright, cool. Mind joining the Titanpad nonetheless? Wanna see your opinion on what I got already and whatnot, make sure it's a good enough beginning and it 'fits' with what you're hoping. @The Kid Lantern
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