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Ace High Straight (A Wild Card realisticly superpowered Casual/Adv. RPG)
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I'm curious. Might have an idea for a character but I'm honestly not sure if he'd be considered a Deuce or an Ace. The power, I think, could be epic if applied properly.
Netflix and hulu here. It works for the most part.
Totally up for some bat shit crazy zombie killing.
Totally up for some bat shit crazy zombie killing.
Mrow? I saw the entire first season but I haven't seen any of season 2 yet. I don't have tv so I watch online and I haven't found it on any of my sites yet.
When the sound of a creature being destroyed reached his ears Mai'lo reacted without thinking. He leaped forward, putting distance between himself and his party and his right hand darted over his shoulder to grasp the hilt of the sword strapped to his broad back. A blink later and the sword was in his hands as he spun around, looking for where the attack had come from.
Not too far away was a man carrying a bow and walking calmly toward them. Mai'lo hadn't even realized that bows were a possibility in this game, there hadn't been much information available on ranged weapons when he skimmed over the game stats.
"Can we help you with something?" He called out. "We're not looking for any trouble."
Not too far away was a man carrying a bow and walking calmly toward them. Mai'lo hadn't even realized that bows were a possibility in this game, there hadn't been much information available on ranged weapons when he skimmed over the game stats.
"Can we help you with something?" He called out. "We're not looking for any trouble."
Apologies for my posting delay. Halloween yesterday. Day of the dead stuff today, AND today marks the beginning of NaNoWriMo. My head hurts already. I'm not drunk enough for this.
Ryan frowned as people interacted around him. New arrivals showed up, some with rather interesting entrances. Bats left. And through all of it he couldn't shake the impression that people thought that he had been making fun of Peggy Little when he'd laughed earlier.
"But... I jest thought she was cute, stumblin' all over herself like tha'." He frowned again and fell into a slight sulk, arms crossed over his chest with his cigarette dangling loosely from his lips.
A moment later the Zeta beam transporter activated and three new people walked out as calmly as if they'd walked from one room into another. He wasn't positive if he could walk so calmly after having his molecules scrambled and transported over vast distances like that.
But then again, Superboy, Miss Martian, and Kid Flash had sure had plenty of practice if the stories were to be believed.
When Superboy mentioned training a feral grin stretched his lips and he cracked his knuckles as he made his way over to the krypton Ian clone. Beating the snot out of something was just what the doctor ordered to restore his good mood.
"Sir, yes Sir!" He barked as he stood at attention before Superboy and snapped off a crisp salute. "Singularity, reporting for training, Sir!" The professional appearance he attempted to deliver was ruined by his well worn clothes and the thin stream of cigarette smoke swirling around his head.
"But... I jest thought she was cute, stumblin' all over herself like tha'." He frowned again and fell into a slight sulk, arms crossed over his chest with his cigarette dangling loosely from his lips.
A moment later the Zeta beam transporter activated and three new people walked out as calmly as if they'd walked from one room into another. He wasn't positive if he could walk so calmly after having his molecules scrambled and transported over vast distances like that.
But then again, Superboy, Miss Martian, and Kid Flash had sure had plenty of practice if the stories were to be believed.
When Superboy mentioned training a feral grin stretched his lips and he cracked his knuckles as he made his way over to the krypton Ian clone. Beating the snot out of something was just what the doctor ordered to restore his good mood.
"Sir, yes Sir!" He barked as he stood at attention before Superboy and snapped off a crisp salute. "Singularity, reporting for training, Sir!" The professional appearance he attempted to deliver was ruined by his well worn clothes and the thin stream of cigarette smoke swirling around his head.
Apologies for my posting delay. Halloween yesterday. Day of the dead stuff today, AND today marks the beginning of NaNoWriMo. My head hurts already. I'm not drunk enough for this.
'In the merry month o' June from me home I started, left the girls o' Tuam a nearly broken hearted. Saluted me father dear, kissed me darling mother. Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother...' Ryan sang quietly to himself and blew another plume of smoke into the air.
That was about when Peggy Little started introducing herself and after a moment of silence he threw his head back and started laughing like a lunatic, deep guffaws that had him rolling around on the ceiling with his hands wrapped around his middle.
"Oh, Gods." He wiped a tear from his eye and favored the awkward girl-thing with a beaming smile. "That's got ta be one o' tha greatest tings I've heard all day. I think we're gonna be really good friends little one."
He sat up and a second later was suddenly falling from his spot until he came to an abrupt stop and inch from the ground. A moment later he dropped the rest of the way and landed lightly on the floor, boots making almost no sound whatsoever.
"So I introduced meself outside but might as well do it again. Ryan to me friends, Singularity in tha field. I'm sure ye can guess me powers based on tha name and ifn ye can't, well..." he smirked and winked at the group as a whole. "It'll be a fun surprise fer ye once ye do figure it out."
That was about when Peggy Little started introducing herself and after a moment of silence he threw his head back and started laughing like a lunatic, deep guffaws that had him rolling around on the ceiling with his hands wrapped around his middle.
"Oh, Gods." He wiped a tear from his eye and favored the awkward girl-thing with a beaming smile. "That's got ta be one o' tha greatest tings I've heard all day. I think we're gonna be really good friends little one."
He sat up and a second later was suddenly falling from his spot until he came to an abrupt stop and inch from the ground. A moment later he dropped the rest of the way and landed lightly on the floor, boots making almost no sound whatsoever.
"So I introduced meself outside but might as well do it again. Ryan to me friends, Singularity in tha field. I'm sure ye can guess me powers based on tha name and ifn ye can't, well..." he smirked and winked at the group as a whole. "It'll be a fun surprise fer ye once ye do figure it out."
@gamer5910 I meant to ask and totally forgot about that, should I reduce my characters age? I totally space the whole young part of this Young Justice rp.
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