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I missed the loonery? ZOUNDS AND GADZOOKS!
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Detra, we talked about this. You can't just go around seducing everybody who disagrees with you into submission. Stop it.
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Somewhere in Rhode Island, the world's foremost occult scholar has got one incredibly pervasive case of Alzheimer's.
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Oooooooooooooh
I'm teeellliiiiiiiing
I'm telling Rookery you guys usurped her throne and she'll be maaaaaaad
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Snaerr stared down the dragon for a moment, when he suddenly felt a surge of magic through him, so powerful it hurt. At that same moment, he heard a very subtle voice in his mind.
"Freeze him solid."
Telepathy. So frigging weird.
Snaerr took inspiration nonetheless, forcing the power through his hands, gritting his teeth against the pain, and then finally flying straight at the dragon, rearing back one fist, which was glowing a vivid blue.
"Hey, ugly!"
He thrust his fist into the dragon's eye, releasing the energy in one burst. The dragon remained still for a moment, then suddenly convulsed as spikes of frozen bodily fluid shot through the beast's hide, impaling it from the inside-out.
"Snicker-SNACK!" -
My challenge is actually passing for realism- I actually tend to be very snarky, but I'm not a rude jackass, ie many characters in the D, and so my main tends to be similar.
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No, but then, I could probably use 'em.
The person below me has a widow's peak. -
"Seriously, leave the suit alone-" Snaerr began, but stopped, his eyes glazing slightly. Suddenly, his eyebrows widened, and he turned away from the Illusionist as he was in mid-sentence, staring into the horizon.
"It can't be... is that..."
Suddenly, the first dragon slammed into Pious, then sent a gout of flame at him. Snaerr sent a burst of frost at him, extinguishing the fire, then summoned his ice sword, charging the dragon and delivering a mighty blow.
Which proceeded to bounce off the dragon's hide ineffectually.
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Somehow spandex and body armor don't really do it for me.
The poster below me thinks spandex and body armor are perfect casual day-attire. -
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THANK YOU, BREAKNECK AND ARACHNID.
I no longer feel like a loser with outdated pop culture knowledge now. <3 -
I don't have long hair anymore, but when I did I only put it up when looking like a damn long-haired hippie would have been a drawback.
TPBM has no facial hair. -
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Button that shirt!
Fix that tie!
Tie those shoes!
What kind of a man are you?
You do nothing, you are nothing, you sit here and play on that sick City of Heroes...
Who are you?
Where do you come from?
WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO WITH YOUR TUESDAY!? -
What? Broken lab equipment? Um... I... uh...
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Quote:As a matter of fact, outside of the one time I prevented Baron Zoria from unmaking reality, I've not really gone up against any elite bosses in my attempt to save the world.Are you sure cool is the word you are looking for?
Or
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CLqsdPUfnno
What spider man has working on his side is writers making sure every encounter ends with him in the way that they want. Typically that is winning. What we have is writers (who's hands are pretty well tied) making sure that our actions have no impact on the world around us.
Spider man can get by being about as powerful as a bug vs my foot in the world of super heroes because someone is making sure that things fall in to place for that bug and my foot somehow loses. Or even easier to work around is that they never/rarely make the bug face off against my foot in the first place, instead making the bug go up against other bugs of similar size and power. CoX isn't really set up that way. At least not for solo adventures.
And I'm not just a solo, I'm a solo squishy. -
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Same here, alas.
Fortunately, my position in the place of employment is shifting- I'm going to be sort of a backup maintenance man, so I'll be predominantly day shift.
So I should be able to start doing more regular Wednesdays.
As for this week, um...
Let's just pretend Sky's off trying to find divine guidance as to the fate of Unaitus, shall we? XD -
Quote:Aw, but see, I've always liked being a wussy character. Not, like, pathetic, but...In a game about super heroes and super villains I find myself unsatisfied with being classified as lower than the named characters in the game. Much lower as it is.
In the quest to be truly super I find defeating the likes of other well recognized supers like Requiem, Infernal, Statesman, Positron, et al to be a pretty major step in achieving that goal.
Well admit it. Spider-Man is way cooler than Jean Grey as the Phoenix. He is.
I mean, he's not a pushover, by any means, but in the Marvel Universe, his superpowers rank down near the Morlocks.
The Phoenix is pretty much the next best thing to fiery birdy space-Jesus.
And yet. Spider-Man. Way cooler.
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*Grabs the popcorn and watches the mayhem unfold*
Man, this is better than anything I could concoct... -
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*Walks around the room freezing the glass equipment until it shatters*
I'm evil! EVIL, I TELL YOU! -
I love this. "It's about the challenge." "It's about testing limits."
Please. It's about running around and saying you solo'd Recluse, because that's some epic bragging rights right there. -
Well, after finally unlocking my Spiders today (Lemme alone, I'm primarily blue-side and don't play that often anyway) I finally had my opportunity...
And of course I was lame as hell.
Widow: Fortunata DeLancey
Soldier: Arbiter Loop.
Yes. I did the dreaded "Arbiter" name. DX