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Hey, he could always make a Beast/animal booster and prove us all wrong

Ahh. Oh well, an emote to spread wings woulda been awesome
I really love that outfit too, Bass, came out awesome.

Ah, see, in the UK its speal with an 'ae'....I think?
But Pedestrians -> Peds isnt that long a jump, right?

I could use something more insulting for them and their Mag 100 Push effect >_>

Rep still occurs even though its not showing. I just turned it off ever since I couldn't see the comments (with ease) because they were part of why I kept it on

Also, mostly it's a few google searches. Although the one(s) I use as trademarks I have saved in a word file

"And by my facepalms shall ye know me..."

I do agree with the rest and the 'Its broken' comment.

But...peds s bad? Peds = Pedestrians. I...wasn't aware of any ulterior meaning..? Unless it means sometehing wholly different across the pond? (I know your not from there, Sam, before you remind me )

You could always ask him?

"Feeling it yet, Lizzy?" a voice chuckled behind her. Leon leaned casually against the wall, as unmoving as a fixture. "Feeling that slight worry that, hey, the world is starting to not give a damn? That, actually, your just a vulnerable as any idiot mortal?"

The grin vanished and for the first time Leon looked deadly serious, the smile lines moving aside to give a sense of the age behind the thirty-something appearance. Not as ancient as Lucard, maybe, but still something who had taken lifes fuller measure.
"Don't ever believe you are more powerful than others," he said quietly, eyes glowing. "Assume that, and you will fall. The same as every other idiot; human, vampire or otherwise; who has assumed that in the past. In the end, the world is concerned more with Balance than anything else. Egypt, Greece, Rome; the ancient histories teach it pretty plainly. There will always be a balance. And vampires are no exception."

The seriousness vanished as he stood up with a grin, lighting a cigarette calmly.
"Now, I get the feeling I've outstayed my not-so-very-welcome. Toodle pip," he smirked, flicking ash on the floor before air sliced and he was gone.

He reappeared outside the building above ground, with a somewhat sickly crunch just as Bathory's shield finished enclosing the place. He hit the road and rolled a little awkwardly, looking down.
"Ahh...@rse," he mused, teleporting a second time.
This time he rematerialsed on a building a few streets away, propping himself up against the edge of a duct and watching as his right leg slowly grew back from a perfectly severed stump. Suddenly he began to laugh.
"Well...that little excursion nearly cost me an arm and a leg..."

Hey, come on. Witch hunt? Seriously? Give me some credit... I'm only saying that theres been no proof or disproof of anything. Hells, so long as Jay keeps making parts to the standard he has (Vanguard armour, Praetorian Clockwork...*drool*) he can wear a tuta all day and run around with that generic clown/circus music blaring out of portable speakers for all I care. And I've probably just given him ammunition to use on coworkers now *innocent whistle*

And Damnit Rian! Now I want a twix! >_<

Except that I've never claimed to shoot puppies.
Jay, on the other hand, has a quote stating a hatred, or at least a dislike, of anthro/furry characters and pieces.
Although it isn't actually on the Dev digest anymore...hmm...well, it wouldn't be stated so widely if there wasn't some sort of backing for it.

Therefore your arguement is flawed.
Im not calling 'Persecution!' here, anyway. Im not a furry. Do I like anthro based art, characters and the chance of using those pieces? Sure. Do I think im not human and walk around in a fursuit all day? No. I get tired of people tarring everyone in quite a large group with the same brush.

That, and I dont like tar

Hmn...maybe lack of sleep is making me slow.

Your post is relevant how?
Also, I chuckled at the comic.

"Hmm...ours not to reason why," Leon muttered as Lucard vanished, "Ours just to take this as a good time to excercise the better part of valour..."
So saying he headed back up the stairs, slowing and melding into the shadows as he noticed the three way stand off between the Nighthunters, loved ones in tow, the Court and the newly arrived Corporation.

Leon stood, pummelled repeatedly by the twin firearms, bullet casings clinking and richocheting off the floor.
Finally the last one hit, leaving a gaping silence.

Leon sniffed as he pressed his thumb against his nose, eye twitching slightly as the cartilege cracked back into place, the holes in his body already knitting back together. He grinned lopsidedly as the hole in his face began to mend.
"After two thousand years I thought you'd be better than that...old man." He spun into stance, blade held out right handed, the left palm upwards as he flicked his fingeres tauntingly. "Let us dance!"

Leon sighed, taking off his glasses and tucking them neatly into the top pocket of his blaser.
"I swear, older or younger, speak to me again in that tone and I'll school you in ways that require me thrashing you with your own spine," he said quietly, eyes flashing crimson. "I've been on this Earth for over nine hundred years, and I'd rather let the Pope himself ram a crucifix up my @rse than have any of you inbreds 'guide me'. Since when have Vampires actually become the maniacal egotists and ecentrics we used to pretend to be?"

He snapped his fingers, the torches on the walls around him and headed down snuffing out, those headed upwards remaining so that those escaping could still see. There was a flash of light as he swung the katana visciously, sparks spitting in the darkness, paling into mere specks as Leons eyes began to glow, dark rubys in the dark of the corridor.
"Vampiric Empire...If I have to teach my own race what it means to know fear, to realise the Balance again...then so be it!