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9 yrs ago
Current Opening a jar of honey didn't go so well. Washed most of it off, but my wrists are still sticky for some reason.
9 yrs ago
Summer is sooooo sheeeeeeeeeeeet
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9 yrs ago
Finally have decent internet. Got connected to the National Broadband Network, see. With this speed, I can finally rule the world.
9 yrs ago
You know that rabbit I mentioned? Turns out there's 3 of them.
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9 yrs ago
So, there's this rabbit outside my house, and I'm not sure what to do with it. It sits there sometimes, eating grass and staring into space. It isn't mine, though, so it runs off when we approach.
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I'm kind of interested too. Might be busy, but I'm interested.
The Silver Streaker's kick had distracted the beast, enough to be relatively satisfying. The damage was quite minuscule, but it'd worked. The Streaker, kick accomplished, used the foot to jump onto the beast's head, surveying the situation. A sudden blue explosion brought his attention to another player who seemed to be emanating loud music. The Streaker grinned at the sight as his face was lit up by the blue firework.

"Nice!" He yelled.

But as the music playing figure ran back, the monster thrashed around, causing the Streaker to wobble on top of the grotesque creature's head as it brought an arm down to strike.

"You bastard!" The Streaker yelled, beating on the creature's head in an attempt to distract it.

Suddenly, the arm stopped and a figure could be seen carving its way uo the arm, dragging a bladed pole weapon across it. Tim thought he'd seen that particular figure before, and was glad that they'd come to help take the thing down. However, their damage was very small compared to the giant's gargantuan health bar, and they needed to attack the vitals if they wanted to do damage.

We're not going to do much damage like this. Tim thought. So...

They needed to become make a coordinated strike somehow, or as coordinated a strike as a group of strangers could get, and the Streaker figured he was one of the few right now that could organise one. The Silver Streaker turned to his grounded allies and cupped his hands over his mouth.

"Explosions guy! Magic guy! Don't just aim for anywhere, go for the legs!" The Silver Streaker yelled. "We want this guy down so we can beat on him! Bring him down at the foundations!"

He turned to where the weapon-wielding berserker ran up the monster's arm.

"Naginata girl!" He yelled to her. "Go for the throat! You'll get a lot more damage that way!"

He removed his hands from his mouth so he could address everyone there.

"I'll distract him! You guys focus on bringing him down!" He yelled.

The giant dissolution reared its ugly head towards the climbing berserker, breathing its toxic breath at itself, healing the damage the players had dealt, but the Silver Streaker was already in action. Jumping from the perch, the Streaker turned towards the giant's face as he fell down the dissolution's forehead, body vertical as if skydiving. The wind whipped viciously around him but the Silver Streaker prepared his arm to grab the approaching target; the giant's massive right eyebrow.

"Hey, moron!" The Streaker yelled at the dissolution.

Just before eye level, the Silver Streaker grabbed hold of the hairy outcrop and swung his legs down into a vicious double kick right into the giant's glowing eye.

"Your opponent is me!" He exclaimed as the kick connected.

@Scarifar@McFazzer@Eklispe
I'm not sure what to post. I'll try and post soon


Healing people would be good. From a gameplay perspective, it would be pretty essential. Boss can heal, we can't. It has a million hp, we have like 500. It would be useful.
@TheWindel
Is there any obvious weakpoint to this thing?


I doubt it.
Any similar rp out there?


I doubt it, but you could still try looking.
@Eklispe Isn't you character's name spelt Vargas?
The Silver Streaker's outstretched foot sailed into the monster's exposed joint, landing with a satisfying thud. It seemed to give a little as the Silver Streaker used the impact to jump off onto a nearby building. The monster seemed to buckle a little, unbalanced by the kick.

"Yeah!" the Silver Streaker yelled triumphantly.

Unfortunately, it didn't last. The giant righted himself and turned to glare at the new silver threat. Its health bar had hardly gone down at all. It hissed, and the Silver Streaker got ready to run. As the maw opened, the Silver Streaker leapt away. Poison mist came shooting out of the colossus's mouth. Despite his best efforts, he was still hit by it, though only passingly. It didn't do damage, but he wouldn't stay in it for long, because he'd likely suffer serious damage.

As he ran, the head followed him, chasing him as he jumped to the next rooftop, breathing death behind him. Suddenly, a bolt of magic appeared and struck the dissolution, distracting the dissolution. The Silver Streaker whirled around to see who'd done it and saw a supporting player behind him. He grinned, glad that someone was helping him.

"Thanks, buddy!" The Silver Streaker exclaimed.

But the dissolution didn't even stop. Instead, it opened its mouth even wider. The Silver Streaker turned back around to the sight of the massive arms reaching out to grab them.

This isn't looking good. The Silver Streaker thought.

He sighed and relaxed as the arms reached out to him, before suddenly leaping forward, sprinting towards the approaching arm and toxic cloud.

"Be careful, dude! Arm incoming!" The Streaker called out.

The Silver Streaker hoped that his new team mate could deal with the arm, because he had to deal with the poison gas. Holding his breath, he sprinted into the mist, darting through the dark fog before emerging into the light to see the arm speeding towards him, fingers outstretched. The Silver Streaker jumped with all of his might, sailing over the poison, over the reaching fingers, landing on the giant's long arm. The Silver Streaker sprinted up the arm, even while it was moving.

"Stop being such a dick!" The Streaker yelled, reaching its head. "Eat this!"

Jumping up once again, the Streaker performed a forward somersault, rising above the giant's face. At the apex of the jump, just above the titan's head, the Silver Streaker stretched his foot out using the momentum from his somersault to bring it down onto the dissolution's misshapen head.

"Spinning Silver Axe Kick!" He yelled.

@Eklispe and also maybe @TheWindel
Welp, unless Abysmal manages to inject some new life into this, I'd say that we should probably move on. It's unfortunate that people bled out earlier, but it didn't last so long regardless. Maybe it would if they stayed behind, but I understand that real life happens, or people get tired of an RP and just fade away.

Thanks for all the moments, though, and good luck to you all for the rest of your RPs.
Gonna maybe post tonight. Is that fine with everyone?


I got no problem
Yep, I'd say this RP is fairly dead.
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