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Post by sɴᴏᴏᴢɪɴɢғᴇʟɪɴᴇ🌸 on Aug 5, 2016 18:40:54 GMT -5
(( Blip bloop
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Post by TheFunnyRobot on Aug 5, 2016 18:52:25 GMT -5
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Post by sɴᴏᴏᴢɪɴɢғᴇʟɪɴᴇ🌸 on Aug 5, 2016 18:55:24 GMT -5
(( hey you two ^w^
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Aug 6, 2016 2:12:28 GMT -5
(Hello)
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Demisexual
Leo
Surviving off Thai tea and Miguel O'hara
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Post by Leo on Aug 6, 2016 12:31:01 GMT -5
rawr ) (I love Butthead XD he's like "*sigh* they went missing again and didn't even bother to fill up the bowl before they left" Courtney heard the alarm go off on her phone as she surveyed the streets around her. She heart immediately dropped into her stomach. She had already suspected something was wrong when she didn't hear from her friend earlier. Pulling her mask up to cover her nose and mouth she shot up into the sky and flew herself to Sam's home. She couldn't focus on anything else as she rocketed towards the house expect the possible things that may have happened to her friend and second in command. Making it to the house she fumbled for the key to the door (assuming that Sam gave her one for emergencies). Turing the key into the door she rushed in and looked for Butthead. "This better not be a joke or I will burn you alive, Cat!" She hissed as she locked her sights on him "What happened? How long have they been missing?" She wanted to know everything before she took off and started looking for Sam.
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Post by sɴᴏᴏᴢɪɴɢғᴇʟɪɴᴇ🌸 on Aug 6, 2016 12:57:51 GMT -5
(( bloop
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Aug 6, 2016 15:29:06 GMT -5
Butthead yawned and stretched in his bed before opening his eyes and moving to a sitting position. "I was hoping they were with you and forgot to call..." he sighed and flicked his tail towards the clock that counted the time Sam had been away. "They left to go to that meeting you were holding and never returned home." He seemed very nochalant but if someone actually read his body language carefully they would be able to tell that the large cat was extremely worried about his human. "Hey since you are here do you think you could fill up my bowl?" His stomach growled loudly in agreement to his statement. "I don't like worrying on an empty stomach..... when was the last time you saw them?"
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Aug 8, 2016 2:47:25 GMT -5
(Boo)
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Post by sɴᴏᴏᴢɪɴɢғᴇʟɪɴᴇ🌸 on Aug 8, 2016 2:49:28 GMT -5
(( Blip
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Aug 9, 2016 23:13:30 GMT -5
(I'm bored and have had this post in my head for a while. So here, have some Sam angst xD)
Sam gasped awake, not realizing they had passed out on the floor of their cell. They groaned in pain and reached a hand down to their leg, which was still bleeding and tried to squeeze it to stem the flow. They had no idea how long they had been unconsicous for, but it couldn't have been too long or else they would have probably died or something from blood loss. The hero spotted the first aid kit that had been thrown in just barely out of reach, it took all of their will power to force themself to drag their body towards and just barely grab it with their finger tips and pull it closer.
It took a while for Sam to gather the energy to roll over and sit up, they couldn't help but groan in pain as they scooted till their back his the wall and they were propped up into a proper sitting position. "Okay Sam.... You can do this...." They told themself quietly as they braced to roll up the leg of their sweatpants to look at the wound. "It isn't that bad...." They took a sharp intake of breath as they rolled up the sweats to mid thigh, showing off the nasty bullet wound that was right above their knee. They were lucky it had missed the bone and any major blood vessels, it had gone straight through, which meant Sam would have to patch up both sides of their leg. "Ahhhh.... that looks bad..." They winced and opened the First Aid kit with shaky fingers and pulling out some gauze and a roll of medical tape. They wished there had been some form of antiseptic to clean the wound but no dice.
Sam placed some gauze against the wound on the back of their leg, hissing at the sting of pain it caused, and used some of the tape to hold it in place while they put the gauze on the exit wound. They then used almost half the roll of tape to wrap around their leg and hold the gauze in place, hoping it would stop the bleeding. Their hands were shaking and their grip was failing by the time they determined the wound to be adequately patched up. It took a couple tries for them to tear the tape, having lost a lot of energy and they tossed it back into the first aid kit, frowning at how little supplies there was inside. Not even enough to change the wrappings once. They rolled their pant leg back down and shivered, the cold, metal walls and floor was seeping through their thin clothes and practically forcing all of their body heat out. In an effort to get warm they dragged themselves over to the corner of the cell and pulled the ratty blanket around them. They wanted nothing more to close their eyes and sleep but they were too afraid of what would happen if they did. So they sat there in the corner of the cell and did their best to stay awake, which caused their mind to wander.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Aug 16, 2016 12:34:28 GMT -5
(Hello)
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Aug 16, 2016 15:16:26 GMT -5
hey!)
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Oct 1, 2016 2:07:15 GMT -5
(I wish it was still going. Leo hasn't been back since August 6th... If I had more time I'd totally remake it because it was so much fun but....)
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Post by sɴᴏᴏᴢɪɴɢғᴇʟɪɴᴇ🌸 on Oct 1, 2016 3:38:10 GMT -5
(( Yeah..
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Rainbow
Rusty!
Certified himbo
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Post by Rusty! on Dec 21, 2016 20:41:37 GMT -5
Clapper ♦ Nicholas 'Nick' Jarvis♦ 16 ♦ Male ♦ Nick stands at 5'6" and has short blonde hair. He speaks with the standard American accent. His usual attire consists of a brown leather bomber jacket and jeans, usually adorned with a black baseball cap atop his head with no distinct logos or markings. He has an average build.♦Nick tends to be a more wisecracking person, lightening situations despite the danger he's in. Overall, he's a caring person who enjoys having friends.♦Neutral Hero♦No Position ♦ Nick can teleport. There is an unlimited amount of times he can do this, although each teleport can only be in a quarter mile radius. Whenever he does teleport, there's a distinct flash of blue light when he disappears and reappears.♦ Lead blocks him from teleporting. Fire makes him slower♦️He really doesn't know his family♦ Nick was a lab experiment that escaped. He's been on the run from the specific scientists and other officials. He fights crime, occasionally acting as an antagonist ♦ He's like, super gay. He doesn't act completely flamboyant, but trust me, he's a homo. ♦ Seabass
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Rainbow
Rusty!
Certified himbo
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Post by Rusty! on Dec 22, 2016 19:24:08 GMT -5
Yeah you can meet Ghost while I think of another character to join the party too) [ Okay, where should it be at? ]
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Rainbow
Rusty!
Certified himbo
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Post by Rusty! on Dec 22, 2016 20:19:05 GMT -5
(Sorry for the poof) (I suppose it could be the city. He'd be coming from a sort "reacue mission"/ heist of the villain HQ but I can adapt it to be where ever) [ Think you could start or should I? ]
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Rainbow
Rusty!
Certified himbo
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Post by Rusty! on Dec 22, 2016 20:35:51 GMT -5
[Okay, I suck at starters tho XD] Nick was teleporting around the city for a while after the fight. He'd just fought against some low bullies, some who were trying to rob a woman. He took them out relatively easily, well, as easily as a teleporting kid could. As he was walking around, trying to blend in for a bit, he noticed some cop cars zooming by. He began following, expecting something interesting, although it was just a small domestic violence. He sighed as he began walking aimlessly. The night was, for the most part, uneventful. He got up onto a roof, where he stood waiting for anything to happen. He was definitely visible to anyone.
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Rainbow
Rusty!
Certified himbo
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Post by Rusty! on Dec 22, 2016 21:17:51 GMT -5
Nick flinched, turning around. The door opener was one of the last people he'd expect to show up, obviously some normal person. They never usually showed up when he sat around, "Oh, hello there." He began, "Sorry if I'm trespassing, just passing through.." He didn't expect any real threat, figuring this guy was normal. Ghost could likely tell who Nick was by his alias of Clapper. The face showed up once or twice on videos, and his outfit was generally the same. But, of course, Nick had no idea who Ghost was,
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