ZetaBoards - Free Forum Hosting
Create a free forum in seconds.
Learn More · Sign-up for Free
  • Pages:
  • 1
  • 9
The Nightmare Crisis
A wall of fire flared up behind Kamula. "That ought to buy us some time," Taylor said, a red aura fading from his clenched fist. "Right. Up 'n over?" He asked. He wasn't sure how long that the vixen would be able to remain airborne while carrying him.

The Nightmare Crisis
Taylor's weapon was up and blazing as soon as the nightmares came out of the bushes. Seven bullets flew towards the nearest foe before Taylor even started backpedaling. "Not good, not good!" He shouted as he kept the rifle firing. It was awkward going trying to run backwards and shoot his gun at the same time, but somehow he managed.

The Ancient Legend
"Hmm. Toothpick. You could be a bit more creative with the insults and boasting than that," Sylas commented lazily, as if he had heard it all before. Suddenly, he seemed to vanish, and the haft of the spear was being pulled against Maginus' throat. "Even the most powerful of planeswalkers need to breathe, nowadays," Sylas added from behind, pulling harder.

"Okay, we have got to get moving," Taylor said, about to heft himself over. Stan looked at the sniper strangely, as if the former were suggesting something utterly moronic. Which he kind of was. "What? The awning's gonna hold!" Taylor retorted as he slotted a curved black blade into a groove on the underside of his rifle. He slid out the window, and used the blade against the brick wall to slow his descent. Stan followed with the razor blade from earlier.

The Ancient Legend
(There's two orbs. One with Tim and Rachel, the other with my characters.)

"Find the church. Stan, you got any idea what this... thing, is talking about?" Taylor asked, to which the bird replied, "It's pretty obvious. It's got to be the old church at the edge of town."

Sylas had his spear at the ready. "I don't know what you have to do with this, but you've obviously some interest in the sniper," he growled as he took a few steps back, not revealing Taylor's "big secret." "Care to reveal why?"


The Ancient Legend
(I know where they are. They happen to be in a building as it is, an old hotel that Taylor and the others don't really want to abandon right now.)

The Ancient Legend
"What the hell?" Taylor wondered. He tossed a nearby razor blade at the orb of energy, seeing if it would have any affect. Frankly, he doubted it. Then there was that cryptic message, which he was certain Stan had heard also.

Sylas looked down at the watching Maginus from his post on the roof. Something wasn't right, but he hadn't done anything threatening... yet.

Six Flames
"Aha," Richard said as he walked in. "You're awake." He spent a little time changing the dressing on his wound, the bandages he'd put on before starting cooking had been bled through. "How are you holding up?" He asked as he checked the food. Almost done.

The Nightmare Crisis
"Okay, now this is just screaming 'ambush,'" Taylor said, wincing and tightening the strap on his rifle. He didn't spook easily, but he was definitely on edge now. He only kept in step with Crio because he needed to be the first to know if his suspicions were true.

Requests- request your Original Character!
Got a human...

Linky to profile

If you need something... better, give me a shout or something?

The Nightmare Crisis
"A pleasure," Taylor said distractedly. Frankly, the whole journey seemed too... quiet.

(Short post is short...)

Death's Door
(I spend one day finishing off Infinite Undiscovery... Sheesh.)

Sylas saw one fatal flaw in interviewing the patients, they couldn't have all got it from the same place, that wasn't how contagious diseases worked. And no doubt the first person who was infected, the first carrier, was dead. Still, he approached Kamula, saying, "Why don't you ask your boyfriend first?"

Six Flames
(I suppose you ought to notify the others..?)

Richard decided he needed a walk while he waited as the meal cooked. As he walked, the moonlight gleamed off the knife he'd stabbed the final bandit with. What? This isn't right... where did they go? He wondered, as he picked up the dagger and headed back to his hut. Probably by now the child would have come to.

I summon...
I summon Tellah to cast Meteor on Vegeta. The old geezer and the self-absorbed moron are both dead.

Death's Door
"I figured. Bad news travels fast, but not that fast. I don't think, however, this had anything to do with the plague... I mean, who the hell would gain anything by blasting a hospital? It makes no sense," Sylas said. "Someone have a grudge against our android compatriot?"

A terriblely cheesy Intro Awaits You...
They're multiplying like rabbits! *shot with a brick bazooka*

Well, welcome to Luna the Wolf (who is obviously not affiliated with someone who was once here and has a character with the same name...) *Bricked OVER 9000 times*

Death's Door
In the interim, Sylas had attempted to get as many patients as possible away from the bombed wing of the hospital. He'd met with somewhat better success. (Then again, who was likely to argue with someone who could just ram one out into the corridors?) He came into the room where Jane and Artemis were. "He out?" He asked simply. "Last person I'd expect."

Destruction Awaits You Inside This Topic
Oh... kay? *bricked* Who keeps throwing these?

So you like roleplaying, huh? Good on you, see you there.

Your mood makes me ROFL.

The Ancient Legend
"Where the hell did these things come from?" Asked a brown-haired man with a dark green sniper rifle, shooting the birds from the window of a downtown hotel.
A yellow bird was at the next window over with a shotgun. "I don't know. And there are so many, Taylor! How long do you think we can hold out?"
"Just don't miss, Stan!" The man replied to the bird.

On the rooftop, the viashino Sylas was fighting the birds his way. He took a mighty leap and impaled one of them on his spear on his way down, skewering it to the pavement. "There's got to be a better way!" He growled.

The Celebration
(HOLY CRAP. I don't know what makes me angrier, the fact I missed two pages, or the fact that you tried to break the Komodo's Snipe, lilsonic. I'll spare you the details, but you just don't do that! At least not without asking me about it.)

Taylor came to in the corridor where he'd engaged Tac. "Damn... what hit me?" He wondered as he got to his feet. Then he looked at his rifle on the ground, the barrel had been pretzeled. "Holy crap... There's nothing I can do about this!" He picked it up and took it back to his room. I'm gonna need to go back to Argentum to fix this up... need to get together a freakin' darksteel barrel so this doesn't happen again...

Look at my topic.
Game creator, huh? But with such an insipid name... *bricked*

*recovers* Anyway, call me Jockey; I hope you like to role-play, 'cuz that's my deal... *bricked again*

*recovers* Post much even if you don't, because we're all sure you've a lot to contribute, but don't mind some of our madness... *ducks a third brick*


WHO KEEPS THROWING ALL THESE BRICKS!?

  • Pages:
  • 1
  • 9