Marik

My roommate: Let's call her "Henry"

Kaga said
OK I WAS WRONG. I DID NOT KNOW WHAT SHE WAS UP TO. :O

If only she knew how good a Dalek Eridan would be.

Proof that ebola is made by the government

TO DESTROY JESUS

Character Crossover Crisis City

Flamelord said
I'm glad Kane decided not to attack Ba'al. I'd hate to have to shoot him and break his electrolarynx. Then he wouldn't be able to talk to anyone.

Yeah, it sure is a good thing that didn’t happen.

Seriously though, attacking anyone would be far too risky. Others would get involved, and you’d end up killing him armed with that laser gun. Unarmed and alone though… I don't know, Ba'al doesn't really seem like the type for hand to hand combat.

Psyga315 said

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Psyga315 said
Okay. Let's let the GM decide what should be done to Whitney...

Wow, I feel like I'm in Roman times now.

Grey Star said
I'll take care of Whitney and have her hide right now and later say she's not capable of handling the challenges and just join with the rest of the City, I suppose. Also post coming later today.

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VitaVitaAR said
Whenever a character leaves an RP, saying they died is a really, really bad idea.The better option is they suddenly get returned home or something when it comes to this kind of RP.

Realistically where the player stopped playing their character, it would make sense that they’d die in the situation. Also, it kind of opens up the question on why anyone who simply wants to go home doesn’t get themselves killed off.

I don’t quite understand what you mean when you say it’s a bad idea, could you explain further?

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Not sure if those paragraphs are too long still. I’d be happy to edit them smaller if so.

So… Now that Vulpes is unfortunately gone, is it safe to say that Whitney died in the fight? One: It might make good character development for Felt and anyone else who had comforted her before the fight; I’d assume that it would be pretty heartbreaking seeing someone die like that. Two: I’d hate to see those Pokémon get lonely, and leaving them there without any food or water would be a waste in resources, as they’re basically weapons that can be divided amongst those who need them.

You know, I don’t think they ever bring it up in the show, but what happens to Pokémon whose trainers had died? Would they willingly obey anyone after the fact?

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“Hm. I may not be as young as I was back in the military, but age hasn’t rendered me inept of leading.” Yes, Balalaika could confidently say that about herself, and it was clear by the floating girl’s tone that nothing would be able to get past her devil may care attitude. Nonon wouldn’t be able to see how Hotel Moscow carved out a home for themselves in a city filled to the brim with insane criminals and loudmouthed tyrants. As well as Balalaika would never witness the wonder of Satsuki defeating countless academies in the creation of Honnōji. Frankly the accomplishments of the latter massively trump the former, and it would only serve for the boot to further smudge the dirt of shame in Balalaika’s face knowing that Satsuki did so at such a young age. But the Russian woman didn’t know about the future accomplishments of a Japanese teenager, and those far away thoughts would be the last thing to come to mind once the legendary dragon attacked.

The beast itself was far more monstrous and terrifying than she could have imagined, and moved like nothing that inhabited late 20th century earth. At the sight of the incoming dark-like matter being launched at the group, a strategic retreat was in order. Nothing so significant as to spell defeat, just far enough to exit the firing zone. Now behind a tree, the woman in question watched her fellow challengers advance, and looked to her hip where the gun she carried rested. “No, this won’t do a thing…” Her hand hovered over the pistol for a few moments, clenched into a fist, and then went crashing into the side of the tree. It seemed like there was absolutely nothing the blonde could do to help in this battle.

A scowl practically crept over her face thinking that she’d be useless even if she had the sniper rifle that saved comrade lives. Her eyes flickered from person to person, desperately trying to find purpose, all until she saw what Twitch was doing. The rat scampered along, making his way in very close to the dragon. Maybe the rodent had some sense in him after all. Could it be that the beast wouldn’t be able to reach attackers if they fought from its underbelly? It made sense, as it’s limbs wouldn’t be very effective from that angle… “Everyone who lacks ranged weaponry, try moving in under the beast! It shouldn’t be able to reach you from there! It may also be weak in those areas! If we can cripple it, it won’t be able to fight back!”

So the woman was barking off orders, while everyone else fought to the death? Only the weak would willingly idle about in sight of a perfect fight, Kane knew that. But at least she proved to have some purpose, unlike the galactic fool who crawled behind some rocks like the pathetic worm he was. And what use were the useless in a competition like this? Not very much, really. Kane really wanted to hurt something, and Ba’al would look like a prime candidate the more and more he faltered. But Kane wasn’t stupid, he understood that the man’s skills could come in handy in different situations, and was willing to give the man a chance to prove himself. It didn’t help that the goody two-shoes Vash and others wouldn’t take kindly to one of their friends being burned alive, so the masked giant instead focused his time on the dragon that swooped in.

The miasma itself wasn’t too hard to avoid, Kane was quick enough to dive under the large zombie that the group had. The remaining darkness that seeped through proved to sting at his flesh; while painful, Kane couldn’t love it more. Barely anything a mortal man threw at him managed to register, so this experience was a godsend. His breathing became heavy and audible with his fingers clawing at the dirt on the ground. There was a need in this man to dole out the pain he’s taken and then some, and if he hurried, maybe everyone else wouldn’t get to the dragon first. At first chance Kane stood from his cover, raised his arms into the air, and then brought them back down again. Like a shotgun blast, flames erupted from the ground on the upper half of the dragon, targeting its front legs and head. One way or another, this thing was going to meet its end.

What if :The RP Guild was a wizard guild?

Foxxie said
Like... Fairy Tail?Because Spam really isn't the crowd for that.

Cough Rave Master was better caugh caugh

I always forget to keep coming back here.

I absolutely have to keep working on a character until it’s just the way I want it, that is, when I’m trying to recreate someone. I may not be particularly good at it, but I get there eventually. I’ll only use a mask if I think it looks cool, otherwise I’ll want the face showing.

Potential Employment

Thanks guys. I think it went alright. Although I did end up cutting myself on the first day, go figure. The good news is that they asked me to come back on Saturday, so I didn’t completely fuck up.