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by Forest State » Sun Jul 08, 2018 7:17 pm
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by Union Princes » Sun Jul 08, 2018 8:16 pm
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by Faal Lot Himdah » Mon Jul 09, 2018 5:43 am
Charlia wrote:Faal Lot Himdah - A wizard. Possibly evil. Seen associating with Charlia, who baas at him a lot when he doesn't feed her enough. #BlameVoid
Kuhlfros wrote:Fall Lot Himdah=Alakazam (May or May not have to do with Merlin)
Spindle wrote:I swear, you two are pretty much the font of all evil in this world...
Spindle wrote:Aaaaaand, the font of all sass.
by Lunas Legion » Mon Jul 09, 2018 9:24 am
by The Cross and Davids Star » Mon Jul 09, 2018 10:01 am
by Forest State » Mon Jul 09, 2018 11:26 am
by Talchyon » Mon Jul 09, 2018 12:09 pm
Lunas Legion wrote:Gabriella Michelle Raphaella Sara Bianchi-Costa a.k.a Tetrarch
Santa Marina
The base felt empty. Well, not exactly empty, but emptier than usual. Candace had been gone for one long, drawn-out month, returned for a week, and then she'd been zipped off at a moment's notice by her family along with a bunch of other Cadets to fight Riot and Famine, just as Candace had said might happen after she'd returned.
And she hadn't been asked along. She wasn't entirely sure how to feel about that.
Two of her bodies was sleeping currently, leaving only one awake, and that one was in the building's firing range, alone for now, wearing a T-Shirt, shorts and trainers, ear defenders on, rifle held ready, stock under her shoulder, one eye shut, the other staring down the scope at the target. She didn't need the practice, but shooting things was a nice distraction, a way to take her mind off things.
On the one hand, she hated fighting. It wasn't something someone like her, with her powers, should find themselves doing except under the direst circumstances. On the other, well, being passed over for something, anything, didn't sit well with her. Why had she been passed over? Her powers? Something else? It was irritating, knowing she wasn't a first choice for something, that others were better at something than her, even if it was only grunt work like fighting.
She pulled the trigger. Even through the ear defenders she heard the crack of her rifle, felt the recoil through her shoulder.
She lowered her rifle, pulling back on the bolt as she did so, letting the cartridge spring free before she raised it again, looking down the sight at the target. 8. Not the best, she was getting distracted.
She raised her rifle again, pushing the bolt forwards and chambering another round. And then there was that she'd said to Candace that she'd go with her, and she hadn't been able to. At least not in the flesh. Her projection was only limited by the summoner, and since it was summoned on Candace, well. She'd be able to do her best to look out for her at least, even if she couldn't do anything else, and no one but Candace knew her projection was there.
She took a breath in as she adjusted her aim slightly before pulling the trigger. 9. She was getting back on form.
Hopefully everyone would make it back fine. She repeated the process, pulling back on the bolt, letting it ping free, and then chambering another round and raising her rifle again. She let out a small sigh as she turned her mind back to the range. They'd be fine. It was all out of her hands anyways now.
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Lunas Legion » Mon Jul 09, 2018 1:19 pm
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by Korhal IVV » Mon Jul 09, 2018 10:52 pm
"Whatever a person may be like, we must still love them because we love God." ~ John Calvin
by Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Jul 09, 2018 11:36 pm
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by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Tue Jul 10, 2018 5:02 am
by The V O I D » Tue Jul 10, 2018 6:13 am
Great Confederacy Of Commonwealth States wrote:Dan Coyote
January 30th
Santa Marina, Florida
“Oh, I’m sorry. Autumn, would you like some of these sausage rolls? Apparently, two hours of work have resulted in me finding out I find sausage disgusting”
by Union Princes » Tue Jul 10, 2018 9:20 am
The Empire of Tau wrote:Henry V. Jack
The Butcher, The Eater, The Pig
Pig stands among the heroes in the field, annoyed. He didn't want a job like this, but it was either be incarcerated or be a big shot hero. He chose the latter which landed him into a six-month-training progran, and then forced to fight some international Electric Boogaloo team of misfits. Squads of heroes were given a Riot member to take down, which was Azdaja for Pig along with his partner, a blood thirsty bazooka garl. In his debriefing, Pig was given a general idea of Azdaja, big tanky dude like Pig himself but without all the fat, eating, and slavness. Shouldn't be too hard to take down if things goes according to the not yet planned plan. “Jenny, we need to place down some heavy ass ordinance on that slav cunt. If we can put him down via range, then that’s great. If not then we need to place down more ordinance on his ass to pin him, or you and I have to get personal with the man. Sound good?” Pay says, his voice belonging to Cuban origins and was usually raspy. Pig checks his M60 along with his 4 drums that had 200 rounds of 7.62×54mmR each for each dump, which were all in good condition. Rising a left arm, Pig looks at his power armor cladded hand. “One hell of a suit” Pig thinks to himself. Pig then lastly looks to Jenny, waiting for a response.
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States » Tue Jul 10, 2018 9:32 am
by The V O I D » Tue Jul 10, 2018 10:24 am
Great Confederacy Of Commonwealth States wrote:Dan Coyote
“Yeah, sure!” Dan said, giving a kind smile. With his free left hand, he touched the tray.
“I think it has cooled down enough. There you go!” he continued, handing the tray over.
“I think I saw Wesley and Michel outside, could you get them some if there are any left?”
Suddenly, Dan felt the urge to open up to Autumn. After all, she wasn’t too different, was she? Well, certainly a better fighter than him, and leagues more athletic, but she was friendly enough. Quiet, of course, but it was better to have a friendly quiet person than an obnoxious loud bastard. What was he supposed to do? Make conversation? He had been a bit of a background character for the past six months. A strange fellow. Did the others think him as strange as he thought himself?
“So… How are you doing? In general, I mean?” Dan said, almost immediately regretting it. He should have just handed the tray and walked off, but there was no stopping it now. He quickly grabbed his notebook from his pocket, opening it on the ‘personality’ page and writing down ‘bad conversationalist’, but in Maya. There was no point in Autumn seeing this admitted weakness of his.
by The Rebel Alliances » Tue Jul 10, 2018 10:57 am
The Starlight wrote:Rebel Force: Noun - A strange power associated with street-level characters who are the weakest, yet most powerful of all.
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