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4 yrs ago
Current Hey, I hate to say this, but I am probably leaving this place for the forseeable future. Those who are waiting for me on RPs can just... stop waiting, I guess. Sorry, all.
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4 yrs ago
Well, @Truant, I believe what's wrong with you is in the name... your ability is Truant, you only get to act every other turn.
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5 yrs ago
@Ampharos Boy, I guess that means you're going to get cave adaptation by the time this whole thing is done, and you'll vomit as soon as you leave your house, lol.
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5 yrs ago
You ever read one of your RPs from years ago and just laugh at how bad it is?
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5 yrs ago
Dragons vs unicorns, huh? I'm horribly biased in this case 'cause I HATE horses, so... dragons.
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And I'm done with my newest app... what does everyone think of it?
It kind of would... anyways, it's kinda late in the day.

Also, I'll be working on my app tomorrow, since today was kinda shot, sorry.
Hey, @lavulman, it's your turn to post.
Eh, don't worry about it, lol.
Hey, @Gavin, I'm not sure if I should, but I COULD make another character to help yours. We could even have them start a new team with... er, one of the other players making another character as well, if you want.


Upon attempting to slice apart the creature, Trevor was thrown into what seemed to be another world. Horses, as far as the eye could see... welp, looked like he wasn't getting out of his rage anytime soon, right? Trevor started slashing at them, breathing fire on them, using his flame drill attack, using his electricity, but nothing seemed to work against these things... not that they seemed to care, or even want to attack him. GAH, there's gotta be SOME way to kill these things! Trevor thought as they continued to just... surround him, and attempt to talk to him in a language he didn't know. He just kept attacking them with everything he had in his skillset, and they just took it like champs, somehow. The rage continued until he finally wore himself out by using all of his magic against these things, and... then he just sort of waited, bored. He took a seat wherever he could, and just rested to try to regain some of his lost magic, and those things were still annoying him, even if he couldn't tell what they were saying.

After a moment of relaxation, and realization, he figured something out... these things would make the PERFECT training dummies! Trevor then smiled as he threw the things around, and practiced the attacks he doesn't use as often, occasionally resting to get his magic back when he needed to, and, of course, they never attacked... and then he started getting dumb and creative, with him setting a bunch of them up like bowling pins and throwing another at them to try to knock as many down as he can in one instance, and then lifting one up into the air, covering it in a shield of fire... only to smash it into the ground, causing the shield to explode, sending others upward, but, as previously established, still doing nothing to them, at least, he assumed, at this point. Once he got bored of the possible new attack, he started just picking one up, swinging it around him like a shot put ball, and then throwing it as far as he can, using the knocked down part of the crowd in the distance as his way of measuring how far he managed to throw his victim.
Trevor Smithee



After seemingly being thrown through a wormhole, Trevor ended up in some sort of dark, mysterious forest, and, taking a quick look at his surroundings revealed that there seemed to be some sort of ruins, nearby. Well, looks like the teleportation thing worked. I'm certainly not in Lucky City, anymore. Trevor thought as he lit his left hand on fire, just to see better in the dark, however, once he did so, he noticed something odd... he was near a chasm... and there certainly weren't enough trees here to blot out the sun like that. The only think Trevor could think of would be someone practicing their dark magic around here, but why here? He shook his head as he headed towards the ruins, his hand still on fire to light the way. Trevor took a quick look around the corner of the ruins to see an odd scene... something to do with a strange alien and a very human-looking robot talking to some sort of cloud, after which, the alien ran away... he couldn't quite make out the shape of it from this angle, but whatever it was, the robot started shooting at it, which had about as much impact as shooting a cloud would. Trevor then thought for a moment... how would one best destroy a cloud-like creature? It seemed to be rather dark, but neither he, nor the robot, he assumed, had light magic to directly counter it, so, they would have to improvise, somehow.

After taking what he thought was too long coming up with a battle plan, Trevor ran up to the robot, and just breathed fire, both on the cloud of darkness, itself, and on a nearby tree, just... desperate to have some sort of light-based THING that might hurt it. "I'm not here to hurt you, I'm a certified hero! I've already saved a world, and I'm sure I can do it again," Trevor said, rather confidently, and in English, whether the robot could understand him, or not. That... was when he finally saw what he was fighting... some sort of horse... the smile on his face immediately faded, and he decided to ditch strategy, and just flew up to the thing to try to claw at it constantly, undeterred by simple things like time, and possibly being attacked while he was attacking the thing. He didn't know, or care what anyone, or anything said to him, after his short introduction... this thing wasn't going to be allowed to live, anymore, and Trevor was going to ensure it. Trevor never thought he'd ever find a hostile horse, but boy, oh boy did THAT ever make him angry... heck, all he was seeing was a vague shape of a horse, tinted red due to his complete and utter rage at the thing. He might not have even noticed the smaller, bluer horse thing that DIDN'T seem to be hostile, right now, and if said horse was near him, and was aware of this rage, they'd probably be counting their blessings.
Don't worry about it, lol. I was originally just going to outline what he could do, but I got a bit excited...
anyways, I edited the backstory to have him teleport using the artifact, and to have the other chunk be further away, as well.
@lugia

oh hi, sorry I took a while to respond XD my time was shortened for a while between RL stuff and preparing the next post XD

Also, 3 letter horror show XD heavens, it's not 'that' bad! Though I have encountered people before with actual horse-phobias.

As for the CS, I dunno about 'bad', so much as 'possibly' inaccurate? I assume by chunk you're talking about the different world-fragments I mentioned in the O.P.s, Which generally would never be floating near enough to eachother to 'physically' cross, nevermind being able to 'see' eachother, and varying bettween actual floating continents to simple being passages to whole worlds. That said, some of that could be handled by the disruptive anomalies of artifacts and evil entities mentioned in that little backstory of yours xD... It's 'plausible' that your own world fragment could be drifting and just so happened to be near enough then, but given that the current scene is in the middle of the nation, and any 'edge' he could jump to would be hundreds of miles away from the action [these are planetoids in size, not small floating island :D], unless he dropped down in the middle somehow XD


Hmm... I suppose I could tweak it a little bit, maybe he could use the artifact's abilities to warp somewhere, and, of course, his chunk (which I would be more than happy to elaborate on, if you want) would be floating away, so, it's kinda like a rare event, then? Not that he'd know, of course.
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