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Are we breaking knees?
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Wear your brown pants.
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I refuse to own a Glock purely out of spite. I'm sick of seeing them and hearing about them.

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Neat. Many thanks!
It's a tad difficult considering I don't have any of the necessary resource materials to go off of.
<Snipped quote by Poi>

It looks all good to me! If you'd like, you can trade the Lasgun for a Bullpup Lasgun, as that's Elysian standard issue in the lore. If not, that's cool too, just an option.


The Accatran pattern Mk IV lasgun. It's looks just like a FAMAS, but in lasgun form. They're preferred because they're shorter than the standard lasgun so easier to carry/jump with.

Not that it matters. Elysians are my favorite. :P
G-Man


Calvin had still been pondering Jude's offer of a beverage when Red's sentence was abruptly interrupted by darkness. After setting his box of pizza down on the floor, Calvin pulled out his phone and activated its flashlight so that he could see.

"But I just changed all the bulbs the other day," he said pointing his light at the ceiling. "Did we blow a fuse or something?"
Its ultimately your choice what we do. I don't mind either way. I'm satisfied enough with the fact that everyone likes my Elysian drop troops idea.
Might as well throw my 2 cents out there again.

Elysian drop troops vs orks. First, securing a landing zone and then just being super disruptive from there (cutting supply lines, sabotaging vehicles, rescuing prisoners, etc.)

Then later there's a giant plot twist thing and we have to do something way crazier then what we were originally sent to do.

Just a thought.
I was always a fan of the Elysian drop troop regiments, but that's just me.
I still am.
G-Man


Calvin sat in his room on his computer researching the effects that changes in gravity have on the human body. Through his bedroom door he could hear the telltale clinking and scraping of utensils on plates. It seemed as though his parents were eating without him.

Again.

Calvin looked to his trophy shelf and sighed. He had sold most of the trophies he had earned. They didn't really have any meaning to him.

Suddenly the alarm on his phone began to go off. He already knew what the alarm was for without even having to look. It was training time. Finally. It was the one thing he had to look forward to.

After shutting down his computer and grabbing his bag, he was out the door. He didn't bother announcing his departure. He knew his parents wouldn't care.

Everyone else was already at the HQ when Calvin arrived, but that was normal. Red Arrow was the only other Titan who didn't live at the base, but he had a motorcycle while Calvin had to walk, so he was always the last one present.

The others were already chowing down on Red's gift of pizza when Calvin entered. He rushed forward perhaps a bit too eagerly and grabbed his share, quickly gobbling down the first slice to queit is grumbling belly.

Halfway through his third slice Calvin realized he hadn't said a thing to any of his teammates since his arrival. Feeling the need to break the silence, he decided to say something.

"So, any idea as to when the Bat will arrive?"

If there are only 4 parachutes left in the plane that isn't a problem because Calvin doesn't need one.

And yes I'm still here.
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