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Razorclaw casually Summoned a lightning bolt which devastated the spot Aaron was standing on


As the bolt of power subsided, what was left behind was a large, blocky shape, vaguely humanoid in form. Standing at the same height as Aaron did before it, emblazoned with the dull black letters spelling "GUNDMA" on the front, the new transmetal Vok emissary stood unharmed from Razorclaws assault.
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The Tornado slammed Aaron into the city sliding him into the street collapsing city as it continued devastating everything in its path for miles and continued on for hours while using Aaron as a human wrecking ball.

"OW, OH EEK" he grunted each time as he crashed into one building after another be they Masques, government facilities or skyscrapers.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAAH I guess they don't make Vok Emissary's like they used to!" Razorclaw mocked with his mouth still full with the barely living popstar.


A series of bulky, chrome-colored growths erupted from the man as he ricocheted across the city, the metallic protrusions absorbing most of the impact even as they became more and more box-like.

"...Damn furry bastard..." Aaron grumbled to himself as he shakily rose to his feet, his glare cutting across the destruction and ruin as it fell upon Razorclaw, still holding his quarry.

"COME OVER HERE AND SAY THAT ASSHOLE!" Gentles roared, calling Razorclaw out, "I'LL TAKE YOU OUT ONE ON ONE!"
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Sweden was being rocked to pieces with each wing flap Razorclaw made in beast mode, each building he passed fell into ruin. He then summoned a massive Tornado and threw it at Aaron and the entire city.

Innocent migrants and native swedes were all swept in the massive windstorm many were ripped to pieces.


Aaron simply stood back at the oncoming storm of destruction, the similarity to his own new gifts becoming more apparent with each passing second.

He charged forward, his arms beginning to glow with the beginnings of transtech as bulky, angular forms began appearing on his arms.

"Hey YOU!" He shouted, his eyes blinded by rage as his instincts screamed at him to run away again, lest he experience the same shame he suffered above Mars, "Get down here!"

The tornado continued to approach Aaron but he ignored it, his fury at being beaten out by an airheaded pop singer temporarily blotting out his common sense.
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His trap sprung Razorclaw summoned a massive thunderstorm and earthquake by simply taking off to Aaron's direction with Lacus still inert in his jaws.


"What the hell?" Aaron thought to himself, able to associate Lacus approaching with the massive thunderstorm and earthquake.

"Why does the damn pop singer get to do all that shit and all I get is the ability to breathe in space while going slow as hell?!"
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Razorclaw blasted a hole in Clynes room with the half living pop star carried in his jaw like fresh prey.

Now I set my bait and Strike...Vok agent


The newly transformed (now silver-lined) Native American Vox agent eventually located the signal, however, he detected something else with her...

"This energy signature." Aaron thought to himself, "It seems similar to those Vok things, but also that bastard that destroyed the Nava-Hoe! Could it be another transformer?!" Retrieving his GUNDMA box, Aaron continued onwards towards the location of the obvious bait.
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Discovering his targets objective Razorclaw teleported into the building Clyne resided in.

He politely knocked on the door.

Ceerfully Clyne entered the door ignorant to the giant hole in the building created by the miniture Time Storm he conjoured.

"Hello I was not expecting visitors mr...?"

"KNOW THAT I AM RAZORCLAW!" Razorclaw shouted while shifting into beast mode


A bright trail of light and flame crosses through the night sky as the mighty GUNDMA box hurtles towards the earth, casually obliterating a line of young syrian males who had been on their way to Germany through the cruel and pitiless lands of Europe that welcomed them with open arms but without free dental care.

Aaron Gentles had arrived, and his Vok senses told him that he was near his quarry

Even if he had not been the first to find her

He hurried onward
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In the void of the universal boundaries a Dark presence sensed the arrival of a Vok Emissary.

The Presence growled at the feeling of its former masters agenda as he had forsaken them for a new Master.

This new Vok Lapdog may not know who the presence is at the moment but he will know...that he is Razorclaw.

He quickly began entering the objective of his opponent.


Aaron Gentles stares through the void of space, his newly enhanced techo-magical senses reaching out to discover the location of his erstwhile target. He begins by searching for pink haired women, a rarity in nature. He detects several hundred spread across the Earth and the colonies orbiting around it.

With a sigh, he reaches out for pink haired girls with delusions of singing abilities, and his search is narrowed by only half. With another effort, he attempts to track down pink haired girls with delusions of singing abilities and political ambitions, only to discover that the number of results had hardly lowered at all.

A migraine forming, he casts out his search one final time, further narrowing his search down to those pink haired girls who were also singers that had politicial ambitions who were also genetically engineered on top of being significantly less clever than they assumed they were

With a single match found at last, the GUNDMA proceeds to enter Earth's orbit, it's pilot focused on a single destination.

Sweden.
It had taken some months, but with the questionable speed of the mighty GUNDMA box and the power of the Vok empowering him, Aaron Gentles finally arrived within the general Earth system. He had long since gotten used to his bizarre ability to survive without food, water, or air, and looked at the dozens of artificial stars surrounding his home world.

And now...to kill an over the hill pop singer...I am surprisingly okay with this.
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Aw. Still not far. I lived and worked in San Antonio for a year('12-'13). Pretty nice place. Great bars downtown, and some beautiful roads to drive on down south. Lots of mexican women too, which are my kryptonite.

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You're damn right it is.


Excellent

We're grabbing that beer sometime soon
I think he's in the midst of job hunting, if I had to make a guess.


Hahahaha

I had a job lined up with two days of moving down here

Been working constantly since the 5th of January

The job market is so much better down here than in California its fucking insane
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