I'll make another post with Lithe causing major shit tonight if that's what it takes to respark this baby...
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The post was made from a obscured narrative of Burnheart. I liked the idea of rather than naming people giving hint's that it was them. Anyhow, I won't make the mistake with that again. Sorry :P
Uh... The peeps? Anyone here?
@rush99999
Made a post directed at your characters. Don't know if ya noticed :P
Made a post directed at your characters. Don't know if ya noticed :P
Whoops, sorry
I completely forgot
I completely forgot
Chrome looked around, and felt a stinging on his torso. His oxide failed, the nitrogen was now wreaking havoc on his body. As the train moved back into the station and the conductor gained control again, he finally took note of where he was.
"Shit!" He cried out as he fell out the gash in the train, he landed on the train tracks with a thud. He tried to get up but was completely stuck on to the ground. He realized with yet another curse that this was one of the newer bullet trains and he hit himself mentally for not taking note of that when he was moving the train back up. His was enraged still and shot out his magnetic powers, breaking the track and freeing him. He frowned however when a dark skinned man looked down at him. The man's eyes widened and he screamed as Chrome looked back at him.
Crappity Crap! Chrome thought. He got up by climbing up the side of the train track, no powers, just the electromagnetic power of the track pulling him. He looked around and frowned. People were looking at him, and he took note of a crowd that were holding their phones up.
"God Damnit!" He shouted, pulling his arms over his head. The fight would have to wait, he needed to get out of here.
"Shit!" He cried out as he fell out the gash in the train, he landed on the train tracks with a thud. He tried to get up but was completely stuck on to the ground. He realized with yet another curse that this was one of the newer bullet trains and he hit himself mentally for not taking note of that when he was moving the train back up. His was enraged still and shot out his magnetic powers, breaking the track and freeing him. He frowned however when a dark skinned man looked down at him. The man's eyes widened and he screamed as Chrome looked back at him.
Crappity Crap! Chrome thought. He got up by climbing up the side of the train track, no powers, just the electromagnetic power of the track pulling him. He looked around and frowned. People were looking at him, and he took note of a crowd that were holding their phones up.
"God Damnit!" He shouted, pulling his arms over his head. The fight would have to wait, he needed to get out of here.
BurnHeart - Streets of Rapture - The Unfortunate...
BurnHeart swung his head around to look for the Camera he heard but he caught a hint of motion in the street he was now running down. He took a moment to process this information and he thought he had the most chance of finding a victim on...
The distinct screech of a door opening caught BurnHeart's attention. His mind echoed with rage and he screamed ferociously. The noise of the door was screeching through his mind and it made him furious. Instead of following the basic train of thought that he was beginning to formulate he sprinted through the street, traveling to the source of the noise in four bounding leaps. He looked through the window but was unable to conclude if anything was in it. He made a low rumbling noise of curiosity similar to that of other Big Daddies. It also had a hint of sadness that one could detect in his voice always, just now more observable. His lights flashed bright yellow for a second before bounding back to the deep red. He stuck his head through a gash in the window and once again saw nothing. His voice returning to a bone chilling scream he bounded through the window, shattering the glass. He looked around, but he yet again just could not find anything. He refused for that to be the answer. He began tearing the shop apart, looking for his prey.
BurnHeart swung his head around to look for the Camera he heard but he caught a hint of motion in the street he was now running down. He took a moment to process this information and he thought he had the most chance of finding a victim on...
The distinct screech of a door opening caught BurnHeart's attention. His mind echoed with rage and he screamed ferociously. The noise of the door was screeching through his mind and it made him furious. Instead of following the basic train of thought that he was beginning to formulate he sprinted through the street, traveling to the source of the noise in four bounding leaps. He looked through the window but was unable to conclude if anything was in it. He made a low rumbling noise of curiosity similar to that of other Big Daddies. It also had a hint of sadness that one could detect in his voice always, just now more observable. His lights flashed bright yellow for a second before bounding back to the deep red. He stuck his head through a gash in the window and once again saw nothing. His voice returning to a bone chilling scream he bounded through the window, shattering the glass. He looked around, but he yet again just could not find anything. He refused for that to be the answer. He began tearing the shop apart, looking for his prey.
Ugh. Having difficulty squeezing a post in.
Monkey Business need's to post
Waiting for a new post :D
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