This is for the billion times I posted as the wrong character, isn't it?
Or maybe it's just revenge for Pierre's existence, which is an equally viable option.
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by Nationstatelandsville » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:05 am
Hardened Pyrokinetics wrote:Nationstatelandsville wrote:Because a teenage kid who spent the past few years murdering people for money is on par with a Brigadier General/the Archangel.
He was 18 when he left the school.
And I'm not saying he's better than either at their jobs. James just has a bigger perspective to utilize magic and technology together. Raphael, Michael, Crowley, and pretty much everyone else are too focused on magic and/or too old to truly appreciate the benefits of military hardware, while Sanchez, in order to be a Brigadier General, would have to have been in the US military years before Elfen High even became public. That's going to make it hard for him to truly appreciate the benefits of magic.
James, however, is a child of both worlds and has experienced and utilized both in the field. While he isn't as experienced as the others in terms of years spent on the field, he's more experienced in harmonizing the two. More importantly, having several different commands working independently of each other will lead to issues, and likely the complete failure of the alliance and the deaths of everyone.
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:06 am
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Nationstatelandsville » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:08 am
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Ende wrote:This is for the billion times I posted as the wrong character, isn't it?
Or maybe it's just revenge for Pierre's existence, which is an equally viable option.
Once when I was fourteen, a boy hit me on the head with a basketball.
Three months later, I pushed him into the ocean.
I nurse grudges just a bit.
by Hardened Pyrokinetics » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:10 am
Nationstatelandsville wrote:Hardened Pyrokinetics wrote:He was 18 when he left the school.
And I'm not saying he's better than either at their jobs. James just has a bigger perspective to utilize magic and technology together. Raphael, Michael, Crowley, and pretty much everyone else are too focused on magic and/or too old to truly appreciate the benefits of military hardware, while Sanchez, in order to be a Brigadier General, would have to have been in the US military years before Elfen High even became public. That's going to make it hard for him to truly appreciate the benefits of magic.
James, however, is a child of both worlds and has experienced and utilized both in the field. While he isn't as experienced as the others in terms of years spent on the field, he's more experienced in harmonizing the two. More importantly, having several different commands working independently of each other will lead to issues, and likely the complete failure of the alliance and the deaths of everyone.
"You. Kid. You can shoot? You're now the General. Have fun."
Alternatively...
"Oh no, TANKS! Well, fuck, guys, war's over. I can't handle TANKS!"
But, again, it obviously has to be a PC.
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by Nationstatelandsville » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:11 am
by Ende » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:11 am
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Ende wrote:This is for the billion times I posted as the wrong character, isn't it?
Or maybe it's just revenge for Pierre's existence, which is an equally viable option.
Once when I was fourteen, a boy hit me on the head with a basketball.
Three months later, I pushed him into the ocean.
I nurse grudges just a bit.
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:15 am
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:15 am
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Ende » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:17 am
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:"You need to get laid." Loki said simply to Crowley.
The younger man glanced up at the Norse God. "...Pardon?" he asked. "I'm rather busy." He gestured to his magic texts.
"Eh, fuck it." Loki ordered, grabbing his arm. "That stuff can wait. You're supposed to guard this village, and that includes meeting some people-"
"Well, I do, I don't see why getting sex has anything to do with it-"
"Because you're far too uptight and self-righteous. Let some of that shit out. Besides, you wouldn't want to stand up your date, would you?"
"No, it'd be rude to do that- Wait, what? My date? What the hell, Loki?"
"Already set you up. I had expected resistance. There is a life outside your office and you're only going to see it if you leave. There is cool shit to do, but it won't come to you and who knows? You might even score."
"But Loki-"
"Shut up and fuck her, you idiot!" Loki yelled in Crowley's face when they teleported into a restaurant of sorts. The girl there stared at the two of them with the expression of "How the fuck did I get into this?"
"There is a free pussy right there! Fuck her!" Then he was gone.
Crowley looked at the girl with some mortification. "Err, so err, yeah." he said, sitting down in his chair when Loki had left. "So, err, who are you?"
"Leah."
"Nice name. I'm Aleister. So, err, yeah. I was just studying but..." he waved his hand.
"Then Loki happened?" Leah said.
"Yeah. Then Loki happened." Crowley admitted. "What about you?"
"I was practising my magic and well..."
"Then Loki happened?"
"Then Loki happened." Leah said, taking a drink of her glass.
Loki growled, watching this from a crystal ball. "This is going far, far too slow."
Richard frowned. "What exactly do you intend to do?"
"Shut up, Richard. I'm helping the boy here. He needs to loosen up. And I need to jack off a bit." Loki snapped. "Now, for some changes..."
A drug gas swept into the room. Suddenly, there was a unicorn in Leah and Aleister's minds. "This is going to be some fun." the unicorn noted.
Crowley suddenly felt lighter and looser. "I never noticed your eyes." he said in a drunken way. "You have the most utterly beautiful blue eyes."
"They're green." Leah said, also feeling slightly drunk herself.
"Yeah...green...I just called to say, I love you..."
Then some other things happened. The record is lost because Loki fast forwarded to the good parts.
"Oh my god, oh my god-"
"Al, Al, that's the spot, OK, a little lower, down to the left-"
"OK, OK-"
"No...my left- OH!"
"OK, OK, ohmygod Leah, no one's ever touched me like this-" a gasp "You can't put your finger there! OH! Put your finger there!"
Loki laughed his ass off while watching the moaning and yelling. From another room, he heard Gabriel yell "Michael slow down, it's not a race!"
"WHO'S YOUR DADDY!?" Michael yelled.
"SHUT UP, YOU CUNTS, I'M WATCHING HIGH QUALITY TV!" Loki yelled. And this, my friends, is the day Aleister Crowley became a man.
by Nationstatelandsville » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:19 am
by Zarkenis Ultima » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:20 am
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:20 am
Ende wrote:Nightkill the Emperor wrote:"You need to get laid." Loki said simply to Crowley.
The younger man glanced up at the Norse God. "...Pardon?" he asked. "I'm rather busy." He gestured to his magic texts.
"Eh, fuck it." Loki ordered, grabbing his arm. "That stuff can wait. You're supposed to guard this village, and that includes meeting some people-"
"Well, I do, I don't see why getting sex has anything to do with it-"
"Because you're far too uptight and self-righteous. Let some of that shit out. Besides, you wouldn't want to stand up your date, would you?"
"No, it'd be rude to do that- Wait, what? My date? What the hell, Loki?"
"Already set you up. I had expected resistance. There is a life outside your office and you're only going to see it if you leave. There is cool shit to do, but it won't come to you and who knows? You might even score."
"But Loki-"
"Shut up and fuck her, you idiot!" Loki yelled in Crowley's face when they teleported into a restaurant of sorts. The girl there stared at the two of them with the expression of "How the fuck did I get into this?"
"There is a free pussy right there! Fuck her!" Then he was gone.
Crowley looked at the girl with some mortification. "Err, so err, yeah." he said, sitting down in his chair when Loki had left. "So, err, who are you?"
"Leah."
"Nice name. I'm Aleister. So, err, yeah. I was just studying but..." he waved his hand.
"Then Loki happened?" Leah said.
"Yeah. Then Loki happened." Crowley admitted. "What about you?"
"I was practising my magic and well..."
"Then Loki happened?"
"Then Loki happened." Leah said, taking a drink of her glass.
Loki growled, watching this from a crystal ball. "This is going far, far too slow."
Richard frowned. "What exactly do you intend to do?"
"Shut up, Richard. I'm helping the boy here. He needs to loosen up. And I need to jack off a bit." Loki snapped. "Now, for some changes..."
A drug gas swept into the room. Suddenly, there was a unicorn in Leah and Aleister's minds. "This is going to be some fun." the unicorn noted.
Crowley suddenly felt lighter and looser. "I never noticed your eyes." he said in a drunken way. "You have the most utterly beautiful blue eyes."
"They're green." Leah said, also feeling slightly drunk herself.
"Yeah...green...I just called to say, I love you..."
Then some other things happened. The record is lost because Loki fast forwarded to the good parts.
"Oh my god, oh my god-"
"Al, Al, that's the spot, OK, a little lower, down to the left-"
"OK, OK-"
"No...my left- OH!"
"OK, OK, ohmygod Leah, no one's ever touched me like this-" a gasp "You can't put your finger there! OH! Put your finger there!"
Loki laughed his ass off while watching the moaning and yelling. From another room, he heard Gabriel yell "Michael slow down, it's not a race!"
"WHO'S YOUR DADDY!?" Michael yelled.
"SHUT UP, YOU CUNTS, I'M WATCHING HIGH QUALITY TV!" Loki yelled. And this, my friends, is the day Aleister Crowley became a man.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Nationstatelandsville » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:22 am
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:23 am
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:25 am
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Nationstatelandsville » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:25 am
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:25 am
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Nationstatelandsville » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:28 am
Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I found the song that fits this rp.
by Ende » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:29 am
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:29 am
Nationstatelandsville wrote:Nightkill the Emperor wrote:I found the song that fits this rp.
Yeah, we're a bunch of maladjusted sociopaths and an Indian guy.
But we're mostly harmless.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Zarkenis Ultima » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:30 am
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:30 am
Ende wrote:Nationstatelandsville wrote:"So, Crowley... we're just gonna' kill ye' now."
Well, not quite, but that's an option.
The thing I was pointing at was that there are striking similarities between Crowley/Calliel and Leah/Ivy.
Then again, I've had perfect grades in English for the last forever because I possess the skill to meticulously over-analyze the shit out of everything, so maybe I'm just seeing things that aren't actually there.
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
by Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Jan 06, 2013 12:32 am
Nat: Night's always in some bizarre state somewhere between "intoxicated enough to kill a hair metal lead singer" and "annoying Mormon missionary sober".
Swith: It's because you're so awesome. God himself refreshes the screen before he types just to see if Nightkill has written anything while he was off somewhere else.
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