...so I'm lost, then. Fantastic.
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Jul 25, 2019Posted in: Forum Games
A god, are you? Lucky me I surpassed godhood long ago.
Plus, I can do this.
Lance appears in the room of the server running the Minecraftian reality that skullthewitherturret exists within and pulls the power plug out of the server.
May 20, 2019Posted in: Forum Games
Looks like this goal isn't so fake anymore. Heard about the forum being closed (eventually) and decided to come back and see the state of things.
Good to know it hasn't changed since I was last here. Or maybe that isn't good. I don't know.
Also I win. For now.
Apr 15, 2018ValkonX11 posted a message on I'm sick of the 1.9 debate purely based off opinon, vote in this poll and let's see the real percentage of who like and dislikePosted in: Discussion
split combat and single player
I think you misspelled "multi-player", friend
On the actual topic at hand, pro tip: Clicking fast is not a system
Jan 15, 2018Posted in: Forum Roleplaying
Bob raises his brow with a smirk and what could be considered a slightly sad chuckle.
"Yep, interesting is one way to describe it, another way would be a typical day in Waise. But it sure looks like the women are after you, so that's something. More than I can say for myself anyway." He frowns and regards Buttons who is now seated between Jack's feet. "Hell, even my own cat likes you more than me."
"I suppose it is... something, though the fact that one was previously a pony and is now inhabited by the soul of a perverse old man, and the other possibly intends to kill me at some point remains," Jack answers, "and if not, her 'lover' might..." Jack looks down at Buttons as he continues, "As for the cat... given Annie's desire to acquire him, I can only hope his apparent affinity for me doesn't turn out to be a bit of bad luck..." Jack's train of thought is interrupted as he picks up the sensation of accumulating energy coming from down the hall.
Trixie, ...or Herman, sees the look both Ei and Annie give Jack. It infuriates Herman, the jealousy causing Trixie's blood pressure to rise. He was planning on waiting to attack that little floozy, Annie, but after seeing that exchange of looks he decides not to wait any longer. He was so infuriated by the prospect of the competition that the effect Vernon had him was quickly suppressed.
As he starts walking towards the door of the dining room in pursuit of Annie, the green coil of energy begins to spiral up both his arms, his body charging with energy and surging through his veins. Unfortunately, just a few steps from the door he realizes something is terribly wrong. Trixie's flesh is beginning to twitch and spasm. Her vision becomes blurred as her eyeballs begin to vibrate and shift in awkward directions. He could feel her blood literally becoming heated. Her chest swelled painfully, rib cage cracking, expanding well beyond the capacity of taking a breath as the skin all over her body began to tighten at the inflammation of her flesh. Herman then realized the body he was inhabiting couldn't take the variety of magic he was using. It was reacting as if it were combustible to his power, like some weird allergic response. But it was too late to do anything about it; the reaction had already passed the point of no return -
With a mighty boom, Trixie exploded like the entirety of her body was a bomb, covering the walls and everybody in the hallway with particles of flesh and bone.
It only takes Jack a moment's glance at Herman's body swelling to figure out what was happening to "her", kneeling as she explodes; the shield on his back absorbed most of the gore that had been propelled in his direction, a large red mark left on its surface by a ruptured organ. He stands back up, watching as the cloud of red mist dissipated in the room. "Gods... been a long time since I've seen someone die like that."
The last time it had happened, a mage had attempted to overload Magebuster's anti-magic. It hadn't ended well for him.
Bob let out a little sigh, wiping a chunk of what looked like brain from his eye as he nodded at Jack, and added; "No, you're right, it's been a very interesting turn of event."
Herman's soul was on the loose again, soaring through the haze of the settling cloud of blood, as if he were being sucked through a vortex towards the wall where he entered the body of the slug again, and immediately screamed out in mortal torment -
Jack looked at the slug, which hadn't made it far from them, as Herman's soul entered it once more, releasing a squeal-like curse. Jack shook his head, remarking, "And so the second fall of Herman the Lustful has come to pass. But don't worry, I'm sure we can find you another replacement body... eventually." He smirks as a thought comes to his mind, adding, "Who knows, maybe you can take Jane's after Bob and I hunt her down."
Feeling dejected, and neither giving a damn about the splatter of blood and guts that were sprayed on him, Boris simply dropped his hand away. The smile ran away from his face. He plonked himself down on the floor, legs crossed like a child, shoulders slumped with what appeared to be one of Trixie's mangled nipples sliding down his cheek as he dropped his head somberly to pout.
"Boris sorry...." He turns his eyes to Chissy, a look that could only be given from someone with an inferiority complex, though the look didn't last long before his eyes turned back down at the floor. “Boris doesn’t know why people hate him…. I no want to hurt you. Boris only wants you to feel good.” Shaking his head slowly, a tear could be seen in his eye, which might have been an uncomfortable thing to view on someone with such a large, manly appearance. "I must be too stupid and ugly to be liked.... Boris really sorry.” The nipple dropped from his cheek and into his lap.
Despite his feelings of personal rejection and hurt, which was more or less a way of life for him, all he really wanted was something intelligent to say in the hopes he could make Chisille understand where he was coming from, and that he had no intention of being a threat to her – and as it turned out, that desire alone was enough to make his wish come true, if only for a short fleeting moment –
It was like his mind suddenly became clear with understanding, accompanied by actual words to speak. His slumped posture straightened, not abruptly, but rather smooth while his eyes lit up and looked at the dragon with undeniable kindness and understanding.
“Life can be cruel. It can make a good person turn bad.” He told her, his voice calm, clear and perfectly pronounced. “I have also had a life of pain and sorrow, just like you. So I understand that all you really want is a reason to feel safe. You want someone around who cares about you. Don’t we all really want the same thing, someone that makes us feel safe and loved?” A soft smile forms on his face. “A friend is patient and kind. Friends do not dishonour each other. They aren’t self-seeking. Friends are not easily angered and they keep no record of wrong doings. Friends do not delight in evil but rejoice in the truth. Friends always protect each other. Friends always trust. Friends always persevere and stay with each other until the end.” He paused again, giving Chissy a look so warm that it almost seemed impossible for his face to deliver such a look. “I know you’re confused and I know you have no reason to believe in the kindness of humans. I honestly understand. But I want you to know that if you want me to, I can be that friend for you. I like you so very much… and being that friend for you would make me very happy.”
As he finishes his speech, Boris’ eyes seem to dim again, his shoulders slump, and his eyes turn sadly to the floor.
Jack looked at Boris as the large man sadly slumped as he sat on the floor, once more feeling pity for the occasionally brutish giant. As he was about to say something to Boris, though, he was caught by surprise when the less-than-intellectual man began his speech, something overtaking him. The words he spoke sounded like something out of one of the books Jack had read in his youth, but more than just his comprehension of language had changed. Boris's entire demeanor, the way he carried himself, it was as if for a brief moment, some hidden potential that had been wasted by his upbringing was restored and fully realized.
By the time Boris finished, Jack had forgotten what he was going to say, albeit there wasn't much to say that the briefly enlightened Boris hadn't already. Stunned by the performance, Jack merely sat against the wall, contemplating Boris's words and shift in demeanor as he awaited the return of Vernon, Ei, and Annie.
Dec 5, 2017Posted in: Forum Games
This may not necessarily be a race, but there does happen to be a race occurring simultaneously within the same space as this forum game.
Some people are almost always part of it, some people (like me) participate on-and-off, and others never do, but it's there.
Nov 16, 2017ValkonX11 posted a message on The Above Avatar is Your Substitute Teacher. What Is the Lesson?Posted in: Forum Games
To say the least, while I'm not a member of it myself I've had a decent amount of exposure to the fandom, though people I know who either are or were part of it.
As for the sci-fi warrior type thing, yeah that probably pretty much about covers it. Science Fantasy might be more accurate but I digress.
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Nov 13, 2011firehawk729 posted a message on Add A Reputation+ to the person above and then Say a Cool Quote.Roll the next clip Steven!Posted in: Forum Games
Sep 25, 2011Posted in: General Off TopicQuote from ValkonX11
I have two.
13 and 4.
Both have negative associations. If anyone can guess why 4 is negative, and how I learned of it, they get a rep.
4 is an unlucky number in China, and it sounds very close to the Chinese word for death.
Jul 30, 2011It would be nice to have white picket fences if made of birch, and have planks of different tones depending on what wood it was gotten from. So yeah, separate plank'd/sign'd/fence'd/etc wood into light/med/dark for birch/oak/pine, because white picket fences ftw!Posted in: Suggestions
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