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Yeah! A (Temporary) Break From Life I'm Back :)
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Life, It's demanding and a pain, but then again you wouldn't be you without it right?
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The Cobra Has Returned!!
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~Gone Finishing... For a week :D~
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You know that feeling when you immediately wake up and your told your dog just had puppies.... No? Oh, ok.
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*Disclaimer, if you have a problem with the way I type, please do say so, I only type like this in general or in OOC, NEVER in IC I guarantee you that.
I'm Just A Fun, Loving, Passive Person. If We Have A Problem Or Any Kind Of Confrontation, Let's Handle It In A Civilized Manner Please :).
I'm A Gamer/Amateur-Pro Gamer, I've Competed In Local And A Few Online Tournaments For Games Like "Call Of Duty: Black Ops/Black Ops II","Warcraft 3: Reign of Chaos/Frozen Throne", And "Super Smash Bros."
I Also Write Fan Fiction Stories As As Pass Time Hobby For Everyone To Read. If Want To Read Them As Well You Can Check Them Out Here: Which You Can Read Right Here. Helpful/Bad Criticism Would Be Much Appreciated.
My Personal Favorite Types Of Rp:
Survival
Zombie
Fantasy
Apocalyptic
Magic
Alien(Alien Vs Predator!! XD)
Medieval Fantasy
My Types I Dislike:
Fandom. . . . Too Be Honest I Don't Hate It, I Just Hate The Fact That Some Don't Have An, End-Point, For It Which Is Why I Tend Not To Join Them, But I End Up Joining Them If They Peak My Interest.
My Current Rp(s):
"Broken Souls" - Zombie Survival
Rp(s) Currently In:
The Big Bang (Superhero RP)
Dragon Age: Vagabond Souls
Elementals: Void Reign (OPEN)
Before RvB there was: Project Freelancer
Hope Everyone Has A Very Thoughtful Day, Good Day To You All!!
I'm Just A Fun, Loving, Passive Person. If We Have A Problem Or Any Kind Of Confrontation, Let's Handle It In A Civilized Manner Please :).
I'm A Gamer/Amateur-Pro Gamer, I've Competed In Local And A Few Online Tournaments For Games Like "Call Of Duty: Black Ops/Black Ops II","Warcraft 3: Reign of Chaos/Frozen Throne", And "Super Smash Bros."
I Also Write Fan Fiction Stories As As Pass Time Hobby For Everyone To Read. If Want To Read Them As Well You Can Check Them Out Here: Which You Can Read Right Here. Helpful/Bad Criticism Would Be Much Appreciated.
My Personal Favorite Types Of Rp:
Survival
Zombie
Fantasy
Apocalyptic
Magic
Alien(Alien Vs Predator!! XD)
Medieval Fantasy
My Types I Dislike:
Fandom. . . . Too Be Honest I Don't Hate It, I Just Hate The Fact That Some Don't Have An, End-Point, For It Which Is Why I Tend Not To Join Them, But I End Up Joining Them If They Peak My Interest.
My Current Rp(s):
"Broken Souls" - Zombie Survival
Rp(s) Currently In:
The Big Bang (Superhero RP)
Dragon Age: Vagabond Souls
Elementals: Void Reign (OPEN)
Before RvB there was: Project Freelancer
Hope Everyone Has A Very Thoughtful Day, Good Day To You All!!
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Was going to post about an hour earlier, but then thunder hit and shut everything down :). Storms, Your Best Friend At The Worst Possible Time(s).
Blake stood silent for the time, mainly due to still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Apollo, was indeed in fact some guy in a wheel chair with the knowledge of the incident at the warehouse party. Somehow he knew about his, including those currently present, very unique abilities. Blake only vaguely recognized the school president, to which his surprise had a twin and were in suits made out of... he didn't know, all he knew was that it resembled suits like that from Tron. He vaguely knew who Adrian was, having only spoken to or around him a few times when he hung around mutual friends they had known. The other guy though, he hand't seen him before, but Blake did notice he had a bit of a begrudging look about him.
He placed his index finger and thumb on his finger as he ran through his thoughts, as well as not really paying attention to the conversation taking place in the small sized space of the closet. Seriously? what's up with the weird looking suits? Why not a more spaced location then a closet? A park or the restaurant would've been better, surely? Though it does seem more thoughtful, in case of watchful eyes... Also where the hell was he at the party? Blake went into a series of questions with himself as they continued to talk.
"-nd I'd like if it was the truth." He'd only managed to catch that last part of that sentence as he came out of his bombardment of questions to himself. Blake hand't had a clue what he said, so he just went along for the ride. "Yeah, what he said. pointing his thumb over to Aaron.
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He placed his index finger and thumb on his finger as he ran through his thoughts, as well as not really paying attention to the conversation taking place in the small sized space of the closet. Seriously? what's up with the weird looking suits? Why not a more spaced location then a closet? A park or the restaurant would've been better, surely? Though it does seem more thoughtful, in case of watchful eyes... Also where the hell was he at the party? Blake went into a series of questions with himself as they continued to talk.
"-nd I'd like if it was the truth." He'd only managed to catch that last part of that sentence as he came out of his bombardment of questions to himself. Blake hand't had a clue what he said, so he just went along for the ride. "Yeah, what he said. pointing his thumb over to Aaron.
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Editing, Posting Tomorrow
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"Fight, Maker damn you!" Martin shouted out. The wolves came through with well over a dozen and were giving the militia a run for their money as they fought on against the agile beast. Some the ferocious wolves engaged in groups of two, using the natural tactic of overtaking bigger prey in numbers.
Karras set his sight on those wolves first, dwindling down the chances of losing more people quicker. He raised his bow with the arrow knocked in already and let it sore through the air at the first of his targets. The arrow hit right in behind the wolf's shoulder blade digging deep into it's flesh and hindering it's movements momentarily as it was preparing to pounce on the unsuspecting shields-man. The wolf's pained whine was cut short immediately soon after another arrow pierced it's neck and landing with a lifeless thud. He let loose another onto on that had pinned down a militia warrior with his face to the ground and his back turned to the wolves.
Acting in quick response, Karras dropped onto one knee and braced himself on his other and fully drew back on the bow. Once he felt the right tension on the string as he pulled it back, he let the full drawn arrow go, hitting a two for one hit as the power behind the soaring arrow pierced through the first wolf's skull and then into the second's ribcage knocking them completely off of the warrior. Though as soon as he fired it Karras was caught off guard as a smaller more agile wolf manged to bury it's hind leg claws into his back as it bury it's maw into his left shoulder.
Karras dropped his bow as he clenched his teeth behind his bandanna and grunted from the pain. He grabbed a loose arrow that fell from his leather quiver with his right and stabbed at the wolfs left side. It's jaw unhinged from his shoulder for a second from the pain, but that lead to it's down fall as he then grabbed onto it's front legs and yanked the beast of his shoulder as it landed hard into the dirt packed ground. Before the creature could have a chance to recover from it's dazed stupor, Karras grabbed his bow and brought the metal point down onto its skull ending its life.
"Filth." Karras lowly snapped out as turned back to the skirmish ignoring the wounds on his back and shoulder.
Karras set his sight on those wolves first, dwindling down the chances of losing more people quicker. He raised his bow with the arrow knocked in already and let it sore through the air at the first of his targets. The arrow hit right in behind the wolf's shoulder blade digging deep into it's flesh and hindering it's movements momentarily as it was preparing to pounce on the unsuspecting shields-man. The wolf's pained whine was cut short immediately soon after another arrow pierced it's neck and landing with a lifeless thud. He let loose another onto on that had pinned down a militia warrior with his face to the ground and his back turned to the wolves.
Acting in quick response, Karras dropped onto one knee and braced himself on his other and fully drew back on the bow. Once he felt the right tension on the string as he pulled it back, he let the full drawn arrow go, hitting a two for one hit as the power behind the soaring arrow pierced through the first wolf's skull and then into the second's ribcage knocking them completely off of the warrior. Though as soon as he fired it Karras was caught off guard as a smaller more agile wolf manged to bury it's hind leg claws into his back as it bury it's maw into his left shoulder.
Karras dropped his bow as he clenched his teeth behind his bandanna and grunted from the pain. He grabbed a loose arrow that fell from his leather quiver with his right and stabbed at the wolfs left side. It's jaw unhinged from his shoulder for a second from the pain, but that lead to it's down fall as he then grabbed onto it's front legs and yanked the beast of his shoulder as it landed hard into the dirt packed ground. Before the creature could have a chance to recover from it's dazed stupor, Karras grabbed his bow and brought the metal point down onto its skull ending its life.
"Filth." Karras lowly snapped out as turned back to the skirmish ignoring the wounds on his back and shoulder.
Moving along...
Missouri pinched the bridge of his nose as he left the briefing room in order to prepare himself. Distractions... MY first- he started to say as he place his helmet back on to use the HUD map to make his way to his first destination.
Our, our first mission thank you. Chi had cut in Missouri's thoughts of annoyance.
...Our, first mission is to be placed as overwatch and create a ruse of sorts to keep the enemy insurgents busy while others, go on about seeing to stabilize the reactor core and re-establishing the research facility's defenses. The latter of it sounds more exciting then a simple distraction job. He let out a low agitated sigh as he turned down a corridor and headed for the weapons and armory room.
Well you necessarily can't be mad, you did stay hidden during the combat simulation, which is a possibly due to why your not on going full stealth mode.
Missouri was going to retort something back as he lifted one finger into the air, but then he thought about it. Yes, on this Chi was on point. It was him who stayed down letting the other agents handle the bulk of the robots while towards the last few remaining he only handled two of them and underestimated them, which would've added to the collections of bullet wounds that already dotted throughout his body. Then something else clicked to him as he entered the room.
Chi... you weren't with me then... Missouri shot the A.I. a questioning look from behind his helmet as he approached the Armory officer behind the bulletproof cased counter. Simple, I've managed to search everything that wasn't restricted to me, about you. Missouri yet again found himself annoyed but with a bit glee as to how his A.I. had manged to look into the files and records about him.
"What will it be?" The man said in a rude and bored manner as he didn't even bother to look up from his comic to see who he was actually addressing.
Missouri placed down a data pad, which had been magnetically attached to his waist, listed with the equipment he typed in to use and slid it on top of the man's comic to get his attention.
"Hey, pal! What's the big id-," The officer now had a surprised look on him when he saw who was actually talking to and with quick movement he grabbed the data pad and stood up.
"I'll have y-your equipment read in the p-pod bay within then next 15 minutes, sir."
"Make it ten or its's your end!" Chi appeared in view on the counter startling the officer even more as he started running around, laughing and yelling like a maniac.
Missouri tilted his slightly to the right in confusion as to why he was stammering with his words, but he then just shrugged it off as he turned and began to find his way to the pod bay.
Was that really needed? he asked Chi.
Yes! though it was small and mundane compared to the real excitment coming up seems it will be quite a show. Chi responded.
Though Chi, yet again had another point, he was right even though he wasn't going to be taking on the hotshots of the insurgents, he'd still find some form of excitement to go on and a real chance at showing himself, that is of course if he managed to make it through the whole ordeal in one piece as plastered grin shown behind his mask and his hands slightly twitched from the anticipation of live combat.
Our, our first mission thank you. Chi had cut in Missouri's thoughts of annoyance.
...Our, first mission is to be placed as overwatch and create a ruse of sorts to keep the enemy insurgents busy while others, go on about seeing to stabilize the reactor core and re-establishing the research facility's defenses. The latter of it sounds more exciting then a simple distraction job. He let out a low agitated sigh as he turned down a corridor and headed for the weapons and armory room.
Well you necessarily can't be mad, you did stay hidden during the combat simulation, which is a possibly due to why your not on going full stealth mode.
Missouri was going to retort something back as he lifted one finger into the air, but then he thought about it. Yes, on this Chi was on point. It was him who stayed down letting the other agents handle the bulk of the robots while towards the last few remaining he only handled two of them and underestimated them, which would've added to the collections of bullet wounds that already dotted throughout his body. Then something else clicked to him as he entered the room.
Chi... you weren't with me then... Missouri shot the A.I. a questioning look from behind his helmet as he approached the Armory officer behind the bulletproof cased counter. Simple, I've managed to search everything that wasn't restricted to me, about you. Missouri yet again found himself annoyed but with a bit glee as to how his A.I. had manged to look into the files and records about him.
"What will it be?" The man said in a rude and bored manner as he didn't even bother to look up from his comic to see who he was actually addressing.
Missouri placed down a data pad, which had been magnetically attached to his waist, listed with the equipment he typed in to use and slid it on top of the man's comic to get his attention.
"Hey, pal! What's the big id-," The officer now had a surprised look on him when he saw who was actually talking to and with quick movement he grabbed the data pad and stood up.
"I'll have y-your equipment read in the p-pod bay within then next 15 minutes, sir."
"Make it ten or its's your end!" Chi appeared in view on the counter startling the officer even more as he started running around, laughing and yelling like a maniac.
Missouri tilted his slightly to the right in confusion as to why he was stammering with his words, but he then just shrugged it off as he turned and began to find his way to the pod bay.
Was that really needed? he asked Chi.
Yes! though it was small and mundane compared to the real excitment coming up seems it will be quite a show. Chi responded.
Though Chi, yet again had another point, he was right even though he wasn't going to be taking on the hotshots of the insurgents, he'd still find some form of excitement to go on and a real chance at showing himself, that is of course if he managed to make it through the whole ordeal in one piece as plastered grin shown behind his mask and his hands slightly twitched from the anticipation of live combat.
We still waiting on one other or no?
A bit hesitant on going with the group Eric seemed to be in a bit of a runt with himself and the offer handed to them, figuratively speaking of course. He had opted to keep him self quiet all the way from Cloud Nine and to were they were now.
So, on one hand I could help out and possibly take down a threat... He thought as he grabbed a hold of his chin for a moment, though it will come at a cost of blood, sweat, pain, and soreness... he grimaced at the feeling of pain, the one thing he tends to avoid himself or when he lessen the pain of others. The outcome would be great if we have any success, but then again... failure could happen as well...
Eric scratched at his chin while he talked with himself over the entire situation, though with the recently new knowledge gained about Vygorns and the Renegades all together Eric had came to a final decision on the internal debate going through his mind.
"If this is what I can do to help others... Well then, you can count me in as well." He said in a nervous tone as he looked down at his hand with a concerned expression of him being able to full control his powers and himself. I really hope I don't come to regret this...
So, on one hand I could help out and possibly take down a threat... He thought as he grabbed a hold of his chin for a moment, though it will come at a cost of blood, sweat, pain, and soreness... he grimaced at the feeling of pain, the one thing he tends to avoid himself or when he lessen the pain of others. The outcome would be great if we have any success, but then again... failure could happen as well...
Eric scratched at his chin while he talked with himself over the entire situation, though with the recently new knowledge gained about Vygorns and the Renegades all together Eric had came to a final decision on the internal debate going through his mind.
"If this is what I can do to help others... Well then, you can count me in as well." He said in a nervous tone as he looked down at his hand with a concerned expression of him being able to full control his powers and himself. I really hope I don't come to regret this...
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