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hehe. we got maybe four new players interested.
my mate Graikatiph has been playing as Seth something something. lol (blaster)
isaac too will be playing Captain somethign something lol (scrapper)
and another friend of mine, Blindsight'll be playing as Quick-sand tonight. (controller - Stone/Arrows)
Blows me away with his crazy story plots and a-mazing concepts. Very creative man I tell ya!
Check out this new idea of his! Secundum Terra. Looks fun.
Anyway, can't wait till tonight guys. It's gonna be fun-tastic!
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RC.. lets go to the beach to avoid the tools. You know, the one with the badge.
IC.. there a secret boat service.. just a thought.
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Mer'de will be there. Unfortunately, Dragonfly will not.
This *does* give Amber and Angel the flexibily to discuss the situation without worry of Dragonfly knowing.
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((I am Pious, I will play Mer'de))
((Mer'de is a beast from the French Alps. A species known as Journere who live inside the earth. Their life expectancy is 1500 and grow to about 80 to 100ft tall. Mer'de is now 1128 years old. In human comparisons, he is 112 years old and thus cannot fight much. He is however wise and highly inteligent. He has blue fur, and a monstrous frame much like Beast from the X-Men, but twice the size of King Kong. Journere can take the form of whatever they see and Mer'de prefers his human form who looks much like Professor Xavier from the X-Men)) -
Brilliant! I thoroughly enjoyed that video dude.
It's the kinda thing I like to see.. better than the meaningless demoedited ones.
You've taken on board the feedback from the other thread and made good improvements. Good one!
Oh, and dont let lack of feedback or compliments discourage you.
Among the community, even those who liked the video tend to not say anything.. dunno why.
I see you've got your leader featured this time.. the Lord Violator fight sequence.
Reminds me of my own blaster playstyle.
I like the video.. good variety of powers and animations..
Entertaining fight sequences and PvP action, cool super base btw!
Good work with the scrolling titles too, very effective. And good selection of music man!
Nice work dude, keep it up.
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Look for the European Villainous Immorality League (EVIL) here.
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"Imag konias-ta?" asked Igor. Unanchoring himself from the earth to reveal large monstrous paws "Imag-ne oka quisteros mika alnikos, ren konias-ta?"
[At a hundred and fifty-one years old, Ere was exactly seventy-one years older than Igor and almost twice his size. In human comparisons, Igor would be an eight year old and Ere fifteen. Yet, Igor's pride got the better of him]
"I'll ask you again you brainless nimwit. You've come all the way up here to insult me?"
[Ere laughed]
"Igor, you stand before me as if you wish to fight"
"Oh this is no fighting stance.. unless my very frame scares you"
"You know, you have a really big mouth for a kid your age"
"Like I said.. you have no idea who I am or what I am capable of"
[For several seconds, the two glared, waiting for the other to throw the first punch. Finally, Ere spoke]
"Watch your back"
[He wheeled around and marched off across the Alps, sinking into the snow until he was completely out of sight] -
Perfect Gill.. simply perfect.
You know something, I'm gonna have a stab at drawing Pious.. prolly gonna give up halfway though.
Hmmm dohhhnuts..
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[Half submerged in a bed or earth, Igor Noren-ko held up a book titled "Earth's Last Days: The Rikti Invasion" above his spectacles"
"I've heard about you" came a voice.
[Igor leapt out of the ground to see a giant Journere closing in on him]
"Likewise Ere, likewise"
[Ere snatched the book and glared at it intently]
"Is it true that you speak human Igor?"
"I speak English and French fluently"
"Why?"
"I.. I'm sorry?"
"You heard me! What is it about the humans that you love so? Have you forgotten about your own people?"
"Ere, pardon me for saying so, but you have no idea who I am or where my loyalty lies. Now I dont quite fancy your tone of voice.. if you're done interogating me, please leave me in peace"
[A deadthly silence whistled through the Alps]
"Look at you"
"I am Kroknia!"
"No Igor, you are tamed"
[Among the Journere ('Kroknia' in their tongue. Pronounced Crock-ne-ay) to be tamed is not only a great embarassment to the race, but also to the individual which most often resulted in exile or excecutions. To them, to be called 'tamed' is the greatest insult] -
"Myrtyl!" Pious screamed, as he ran into the lake.
"I'm fine"
"Let me help you up" he said, reaching out his hands.
"If I'm getting wet, then so are you" She grabbed his hands and yanked him into the lake, giggling madly.
"Ha, ha, very funny" Pious said, splashing water at Myrtyl.
"Oi" She exclaimed, trampling through the water to get on top of him.
"What? You started it"
"No, you started it" she whispered to his face.
"You pulled me in"
"You pushed me in"
"Oh yeah? And who's to blame?"
[The two were practically whispering at each other's lips, soaked and semi-submerged in the lake]
"You can't handle it can ya.. beaten by a girl"
"Technically, its a tie game"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah"
[Myrtyl gave in to the tension and bit her lips]
"You were about to kiss me there"
"Oh is that so?"
"Yup, you bite your lips everytime you feel like a ki-"
[His words were cut short as Myrtyl kissed him. He kissed back.]
[Several seconds later, unbeknown to the kissing couple, the water around them had parted as they rose above the canopy and into the sunset] -
((aww. poor FC.. its kinda sad that he can't shut it out))
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Nitetsu returns this Wednessday.
Unfortunatly for me, I work Monday evenings.
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"Hi, don't make me nervous okay?" Saffron smiled.
"We wont" Sabrina whispered, more to herself than anything.
[She was supposed to have attended Saffron's performance with Meriam, but after bumping into her earlier that day, she was not only scared of the young girl, but paranoid beyond reason of what she could be thinking regarding her exposed secret]
[She shuffled in her seat and looked about nervously, determined to stay hidden at the back of the bar] -
[In a dimly lit room of the Vahiloks medical centre, a corpse lies on a table, bare]
"Isador!"
"What?"
"You've had that corpse rotting for two weeks, when will you start the procedure?"
"Egor, I'll shape her when I'm.. when I'm done with her"
[Egor glared intently through his bloodsoaked surgeon mask. He, like every other mortificator in the centre was more than aware of Isador's necrophelic obsession with his female 'patients'. This one however, was disturbingly different]
"What has gotten over you Isador? You've been acting strange lately.. ever since the Nitetsu woman was found"
"Her name is Sabrina San, Egor.. do your research"
"I'm perfectly aware of the patient's background, but why treat her so special? You handle her so carefully"
"BECAUSE I LOVE HER!"
[Egor was gobsmacked. An eery silence filled the air]
"Dr. Vahilok will hear of this Isador, mark my words"
[With that, Egor left the room]
"There there my pretty, soon you will be like me"
[Isador's whispers pierced the dead heroine's ears like sharp blades. She flinched]
"Yes.. yes.. rise my love, rise"
[He placed his hands on her bare chest and chanted]
"You are already with child.. our son"
[A sinister smile grew from under his surgeon mask]
"He shall become the greatest Eidolon of all and rule over the Doctor himself.. he must be known as Shin" -
"He is spooky!"
"Pfft. He's a putback" replied Myrtyl. "Get inside! I wanna woop your [censored]"
"Like a soccer ball" Pious muttered.
"You wimp, dont give up before we've even started"
[Myrtyl keyed in an atmosphere and designed a background from the control panel. The room began to take form]
"Forest?"
"Yes Pious, I like the open.. we'll have a lake as well, and a golden sunset"
"Are we romancing? Or are we sparring?"
[Myrtyl giggled and disappeard in a wash of orange sparkles]
"Aww man. If you go invisible, how can I fight you?"
[Suddenly, a giant forklift appeared from thin air, it hovered there for a while]
"Oh boy.. err, Myrtyl.. you're not really gonna throw that at me are ya?"
[Giggles came from behind the forklift. Suddenly, the thing came huttling at a dangerous speed]
"Damn it!" Pious screamed as he was knocked ten feet across the forest floor. "Okay.. I get it"
"Good, 'cos that was pathetic!" she barked. "I win.. Lets go again!" Another forklift hovered in the air.
"You dont scare me. I can go invisible too remember?"
"Try dogding this for starters" And the forklift came huttling at Pious once again.
"Same trick wont work on me twice sweetcheeks"
[With that, a bolt of sheer force collided with the forklift, sending it directly at Myrtyl.]
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[Two days had past since the appearance of Axel Hunter, a Kingpin in organised criminal operations from downtown New York. Pistol had made the effort to contact him and arrange a date]
"Enough with the chit-chat now sweetheart. Get to the point, I dont have alot of time" Axel muttered, through a mouthful of two fried drumsticks.
"Charming. I mean honestly Axel, who talks with their mouth full of chicken?"
"Look woman, you got no place correcting my table manners no more. You aint my wife now remember?"
"We're in a public restaurant, the least you can do is eat neatly"
"MY public restaurant! Alicia, I am getting angry!"
"Right, right.. Axel the Furious, wouldn't want to get you angry"
"Ya damn right. Now tell me what you want, I'm not here to argue!"
"You destroyed my base man"
"It stunk"
"It's in the sewers, what did you expect?"
"I repeat.. it stunk"
[Alicia fell silent]
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry.. there you happy?"
"Axel, I'm in this position because of you"
"You're in power now, that's what you always wanted right? Power.. money, respect.. recognition"
"I'm a friggin mess! Look at me!"
"Why, you look beautiful sweetheart"
[She completely ignores the remark and pushes on]
"Axel, everytime I try something out by myself, you're never there to support me! The only thing I can expect from you, is to come in and break everything"
[Axel was hit by her words, he made a pretentious dab at his lips with the serviettes]
"Look.."
"No" she rose to her feet and prepared to leave. "I hate you"
[She made for the exit. Axel's ego kept him in his seat, but his heart was screaming at him, telling him to give chase]
"Alicia. Alicia wait"
[Half the restaurant followed to voice, most knew who Axel was and quickly averted their gaze]
"Erm.. okay, I'll erm.. I'll get you a bigger, better base for operations, hows that?"
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[In her hurry, Myrtyl almost collided with Tyler at the training room door]
"Myrtyl, look out"
"Oh.. sorry Tyler. Hey man, you dont look so good.. you okay?"
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I'm thinking Out Of Character. Using to ranks to identify who's who and what status they're currently at.
Moderators would be base designers, plot registrers, basically the OOC person organizing the SG.
Members would be active or main RP chars.
Reservist would be our other alts.
Away would be for those who are away..
*shrugs* I dunno if the idea's popular.. just a suggestion.
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Since theres no real heirachy in the group, could we maybe use the ranking system for say.. status ID?
I mean Leader could be 'Moderators'
Commander and Captain ranks for 'Active' or main RP chars.
Lietenant rank for the 'Reserve' chars and other alts.
and Member rank to identify those who are 'Away' like Diamondskin and soon, 'Dragonfly.
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Happy Birthday!
Sorry, fraps what? What was the question?
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Good music, good filming. Yeah, would be great with more action. Looking forward to your next one!
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Yeah me too.
*mutters under breath* Anyone can guard fire.. ask a little favour and all you get is a look *mutters off* pfft! -
((A little self-centered maybe, but could be fun.. I'll look out for a chance to slip into the story))
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Okay. I'ts been very on-off play today due to life being hectic here at mumz. Hope I can play uninterupted.
I'm logging in now.. whats ur srapper called again?
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FG.. you are sooooo cool.. you know we're friends right.. and friends.. help.. each other right.. right?
I mean.. you are sooooooo cool.. right? Paying for my art would mean alota goodness.. right?