Teoinsanity

☽Sailor Moon☾

Uh.. Fix your pictures and read the rules

@KiraChan

Fixed me and the code is in other

Self Deprecation

I am a sorry excuse of a douche ,dirty fighter ,and all around jerk

Pool's Open, Boys

*shoots Pepe in the face

☽Sailor Moon☾

name:Teo age:14 gender :male Appearance : about 5,11 powers:he has cartoon logic (it takes power from his emotions instead of mana),he can also teleport ,but he cant when he is in great danger,he also is cyborg so he has stuff like missile launchers and can turn his hand into hacking devices like a usb or into a giant prong.has the ability to know where people are around him equipment:gauntlets that are made of cartoonium (a metal extremly strong and can regenerate), this hammer his goggles(also made of cartoonium),and a power crystal that turns his emotions into power,and his emotions are affected by those around him .and a cape that can turn into a cape made of fire and wings. The Tetris:A purple school bus that travels thru space-time,he got stuck in this diemonsion and the time warpers are broken And his butler bots: personality:a troll with a heart of Gold,he is a crazy-sane ,comiclly seroius guy Short bio on how he got to this diemnsion:Teo was just doing a routine Trip around the multiverse,but forgot to lock the spacial distabilizers,causing him to crash land in japan,with him stuck and the time warps broken,he is stuck here for a while,he decided to not interfere that much in the affairs in this dimension,but he might help.(; other:has resistance to mind reading/control,is also a mad scientist,has a PHd in cartoon physics,the more emotion power he uses,the weaker he gets.His soul cannot be destroyed(not to say he cant die),and if someone devours his soul,the will explode,soul is extremely strong ,and never takes his goggles off.Minimoon FTW. Theme song:Stylo by Gorilla ((Ps:I know this isn't needed ,but he is a Scorpio ,making sailor Pluto his patron sailor))

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Fixed it

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Clarent began slowly vibrating, a soular pulse of energy being felt for a small distance around, before the two pieces flew together and in a flash of light they became one, an orange, faintly glowing line where the break had been slowly disappearing. The sword slowly repaired what nicks and scratches were on it, now laying there and no longer a threat to anyone, until made active. Before that time came, it was just a sword, a regenerating hunk of metal, without anything special. The soul became hidden, unable to be sensed.

@Akihisa Yoshii

"Uh bots ,we don't need the duct tape" Teo grabs the sword and puts it in his pocket,for later study,but now he had to help deal with 5 ,two Lights his cap on fire ,turns it into a pair of wings ,and flies at the swarm while spinning ,making a flame drill that burns anything it touches

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

"Your sacrifice will not go in vain,butler bots,bring me the sword" the buttler bots slowly bring him the sword,and teo senses the soul inside of it "butler bots ,we need to fix this,give me the duct tape"

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

((dont mind this))

HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

Before the wrath of the dragon slayer, Toguro stood undaunted, purple lightning focusing itself around his body. Even as the flames billowed around him, and the ice evaporated, leaving only a platform of melting metal to stand on, he simply charged forward. In this sea of heat, he formed an oasis around himself, flames hissing past him, his sides slowly turning to lava. Fearless, painless, lifeless, the golem kept moving, his body reforming even as it started to melt, pressing towards Creed. The purple sparks that served as Toguro's eyes could even now be seen through the walls of radiant flame, his fist outstretched. As Clarent struck towards Toguro, it's very movement a dance of macabre beauty, the golem punched towards it. Fist struck steel, as the flames seemed, for a moment, to extinguish themselves. Then, with an explosive rush, all of the Fire Dragon's power pounded down upon Toguro, a great wall of flame held at bay only by an equal wall of sheer force. The ground shook beneath them, as the combatants were surrounded in an aura of their own arcane force, lifting into midair, unstoppable force and immovable object. Great chasms opened up beneath them, and the sky seemed to shatter, as if it could no longer bear to hold them in. Frozen clouds the size of cities began melting, beaten with blows of kinetic energy, blocks of ice raining from the sky. Toguro screamed, not in fear, but in anticipation. Slowly, the hate-filled blade moved downwards, Toguro's fist beign split into two sides, lava running downwards. Purple energy crackled over Creed's skin, veins bursting, body trembling, inner organs being smashed around by the direct application of strength. And yet, nothing stopped the descent of the blade, as Toguro's enetire arm was dissolved. A white flame, an orb of plasma, forming in that single moment. Time seemed to stand still, as layer upon layer of black rock evaporated. And beneath it all, a single core, an orb of arcane power, which Creed instinctively knew was Toguro's central 'being'. Through what remained of his torso, Clarent slowly sliced. Trembling, bursting, inches from the core, Creed could feel his philosopher's stone bringing him back, time and time again, his heart shattering only to be rebuilt, his neck snapping only to be reset, his lungs collapsing only to once more fill with the next, agonizing breath. White light. An explosion of force, as a great wave of purple energy was unleashed, battering all that stood in the area. A crater, the size of a small city. Those combatants with the least bit of sense had already fled from the area of Toguro and Creed's confrontation. Those that remained, lay now somewhere among the shattered ground below, at the bottom of this great chasm. And yet, it was there for everyone to feel, as if a veil had been lifted. Toguro was no more in this world. Like a fledgeling meteor, Creed struck the ground. His short flight, propelled by the explosion of Toguro's death, ended abruptly as he struck the ground. Already, his blood was pooling around, him. Moments later, Clarent struck the ground not far away, snapped straight in two, still glowing white hot. The valiant Dragon Slayer did not get up.

@thewizardguy

"BUTTTLER BOTS!" 5 little butler bots pick up the pieces of the clarent and creed, "Take em to the bus,quick!"

Israel!

Being Arab,im definantly not Pro-Israel,but i do support a two-state solution,peacfully ofcourse,so im not Pro-hamas 100%