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Post by Tals on Aug 25, 2016 20:20:10 GMT -5
sounds good Kay xD
imma make us an art thread cause 1) I'm too lazy to constantly edit the front page; 2) itll be cool; 3) fdhbshfb its fun
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 25, 2016 21:19:23 GMT -5
alright, i'll try my hand at joining-- i'll keep characters to a minimum just in case I get inactive for a few days but I should be on weekly at the bare minimum ;-; may I claim t'challa? also, I didn't see a form, but here's this: Netravati Bhakostana
Female - Twenty Five - Bisexual
Painfully boring, unfortunately. Netravati, also known as Netti for short, is a boring common girl of New York City whom has lived in the Colonies since age ten when her father took a business deal that took them from her birth home in India. As you could imagine, this did not bode well for the formerly happy go lucky girl, whom suffered a severe wake up call as she abandoned all of her friends and everything she'd ever known. Luckily, young minds are typically more accepting and willing to adapt. And my, she certainly did. Even upon the premature death of her father she's always been a low key rebellious girl; straying out later than she should, taking art-orientated classes when her father insisted upon her becoming economically aware and advanced in the art of entrepreneurship... the likes. Nothing too terrible. She enjoyed downing her sorrows in a pint of cookie dough ice cream with her mother every Sunday night- up until her mother found a new husband. Netti quite honestly likes the man, no fault there, she's just grown apart from her family and recently invested in her own apartment. As a twenty-four year old, this is hardly anything out of the ordinary or surprising. Netti always has been and continues to be an artistic young woman. She loves getting hands on and dirty- spray paint, chalk, oil paint, anything of the likes. The softer the led of the pencil, the happier she will be. Her art usually consists of massive pieces she'll commission on the side of poor drab buildings for only a little bit of money, even going so far as to paint on orphanages and children's hospitals whatever it is they request. Her favorite thing is bright and colorful, designs mostly, but she's capable of most anything asked as long as it's not demanded for the anatomy to be on point. Constantly lost to her own thoughts, it requires a bit of effort to get through to her with small talk, for she desires deep and meaningful conversations she seems able to find with only a few people. Another of her favorites is greenhouse and floriculture: plants in general are an all time favorite, and upon stepping into her apartment one would discover and arrangement of flowers, fruit plants, sunshine and colorful rugs. Messy braids, paint brushes, dirty hands and baggy clothes. To find Netti running bare foot down the street to the nearest shop isn't exactly uncommon, especially not in shorts and a tee shirt smeared in all sorts of colors and at least four paint brushes tucked into her hair or behind her ear. She'd unorganized and chaotic, but she does it in a way that works for her and allows her to know exactly where everything is. Petite by description, perhaps a bit curvy, she has the natural golden brown skin of her people, thick black-brown hair, and warm Hershey eyes. She's of average height at around 5'8", wears minimal makeup, and stays fit with a daily routine of jogging or, come the warmer summers, swimming is an all time favorite. Netti's involvement with S.H.I.E.L.D is minimal- in fact she's only a receptionist with barely enough clearance to glance in the Avengers' direction. Luckily she cares little for the famous and would much rather sit on a curb with a homeless man to talk to him about something as simple as the shape or color of the clouds. A human, for what she does best is reminding others that even the most average person can be extraordinary in their own way.
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Post by Tals on Aug 25, 2016 21:46:00 GMT -5
yes you may hun~ ^^ I'll add you to the front right away! As well, if you want I could tell yea about our plans?
Edit: I should throw up Blazkowicz too... hmnf d //rolls//
Edit 2: Btw, I love your character already Egi, I have three characters open, so whenever youre ready ill give you a starter~ As well, you have been added, and T'Challa is now yours. We completely understand school and life is total priority! ^^
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Post by Tals on Aug 25, 2016 22:19:12 GMT -5
that moment when you forget to reply oops
ill reply in the morning Riv and Wild!!
I'll also have the fam drawn- ill figure out how to wiggle in T'Challa and Netravati~
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 25, 2016 22:28:04 GMT -5
sorry for the absence, I was finally getting some dinner vuv alright yea, that may be a good idea
blazkowicz? my, that'll be a hard name to type correctly- certainly sounds interesting tho and thanks, she's an older recycled character, with a few tweaks made here and there... hopefully for the better ;; I may go to bed soon so don't worry too much about any starters for me, I probably wouldn't be able to conjure a reply until after my classes tomorrow tbh
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Post by Tals on Aug 26, 2016 6:26:52 GMT -5
Hehe its okay cx i was forced off to bed anyways~ Alrightie dightie, ill get you a summary of our plans in just a sec!
And yeah cx hes a hard one to write. For a long time i just called him BJ. But yay for recycled characters! ^^ those are always the the funs right? And same here- high school practice and then school, those will keep me from posting anything too big today
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Post by Tals on Aug 26, 2016 7:06:13 GMT -5
Okay hun, heres whats happening, and here's our plans
So, our "main" bad guy, Borya decided to let his plans and evil side be known to the world. How he did this is, after being at the Wakanda base for a week, he set it on fire after trying to make Bucky do a 'mission report' and become the Winter Soldier. The building was evacuated and Steve's group was head bound to the states. There, the group landed in an airport in Washington D.C. and made their fleeing flight to a safe area away from prying eyes. They were successful, without a couple scratches and new marks.
Natasha and Steve agreed on going to a hotel and staying there to freshen up. Before they had left, they met Zen and brought her with them. Nat had split them off in groups to make it less suspicious in the public's eye. Steve and Amber together went eastbound before hooking around to the main street of the city, Bucky and Alyona hooking westbound and into the main street of the city, while Natasha, Zen and Wanda moved north bound.
However, without the knowledge of the other four, Nat put them into a couple groups. Nat said Alyona and Bucky were fiances, Steve and Amber as siblings, and Steve and Bucky as cousins. She and Zen were aunts and Wanda is the sibling of Bucky. Seeing as that, Alyona and Bucky agreed to pretend to have Bucky being an actor in a play, however they didnt know that this play was actually in town.
Now theyre facing ways to escape paparazzi and avoid the press. However we are thinking they would go to a play and just a couple silly things before we advance Borya into the plot. He still got a while to arrive in DC.
C: im gonna figure out how to work in Net and T'Challa
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Post by SCP-049 on Aug 26, 2016 7:26:12 GMT -5
[[ *has mighty need to bring a possibly detrimental OC mess* I mean Lol not sure if I'm late but Halla Egi! *le wave* ]]
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Post by Tals on Aug 26, 2016 7:30:30 GMT -5
oh god if you skakshjs //rolls away to clean up mess before it happens// I WILL BE PREPARED THIS TIME
Anyways good morning?? Riv!! :3 ))
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Post by SCP-049 on Aug 26, 2016 7:39:07 GMT -5
*Lion king soundtrack blares in the background* BE PREPAAAARRRED! I mean I'm innocent *tucks idea into corner*
It's afternoon here, but good morning on your side I think x3
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Post by Tals on Aug 26, 2016 9:46:03 GMT -5
//narrows eyes playfully// uhhh huh. Im watching you Riv... Always watching you...
Yeah, morning it is here ^^ mind if i ask, you live in Euro??
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Post by SCP-049 on Aug 26, 2016 10:14:50 GMT -5
*totally innocent. Such good, much wow.* Blame me binge watching Mr Robot xD
South Africa xD But we have the same timezone as most European countries I think ^^
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Post by SCP-049 on Aug 26, 2016 12:38:20 GMT -5
Hnng, he's originally supposed to be from the Doctor Who universe but whoops aliens xD. Basically I was writing a fanfiction, which also happens to be the original birthplace of Zen; and I just had to bring this mess to life as well. I should have actually posted it on the forum as well. My bad #Should I be sorry #Sorry not sorryWilliam 'B' Chavilier •Hierarchy's King•Nickname: B. , My King, Sire, Az, Will. Age: Unknown, but he always seems to chuckle when people ask Gender: Male Sexuality: Unknown so far, but one would think he's Asexual Personality: A true gentleman, B. holds his manners highly; he dislikes raising his voice nor getting into arguments, but keeps a poised manner when doing so. He keeps a level head through almost any fiasco, something that seems to wreck most nerves because of his unemotional state. It isn't that he doesn't have emotions; he just chooses to suppress them. While most don't know the real figure pulling the strings, B. has been widely described as the loyal right hand to one of the most notorious organizations in the galaxy; a coordinator of plans and a poised pawn in the game. However, since B. wouldn't want anyone to know this facade, he could be considered as a man with so many secrets that one would choke on them if discovered. Secretive, manipulative and downright sly, he conducts his plans with lethal delicacy. Instead of tackling a problem head on, he prefers to squeeze the joy out of it before watching it beg and plead to be finished. However, the creature truly believes that his philosophy is right; and he is a great example for someone who pursues their ambitions. Although he does have questionable morals, he just likes to win; which he will never admit.
Human Description: William, in the loose term, is a Kramilid; but few people know that due to his usual human-looking form. He stands at a moderate six feet, no more and no less. While his hair is brown, bordering black, he keeps it sleek and cropped; rarely letting it grow out more than necessary. A mixture of icy blue and a dim grey, B's eyes almost look artificial. One would not consider him pale, but one would not consider him tanned as well; possibly due to B. always being in a suit. If there was any indication of skin color, it would depend on the environment he was in. His 'Other' features are a rare sight: While most Kramilids generally have some type of malicious bodily malfunctions, B has mastered his own abilities through extensive trial and error. When he does reveal them, B is actually covered in multiple chain-like protrusions; which all seem to have a mind of their own. The ends of each link have a array of sharp barbs or claws, which can be used for obvious lethal intent. Not so short History lol: Will came from a normal Kramilid background; born in the fiery night of a planet known for the cesspools of malicious intent. His parents, well off, made sure he had enough to survive; and he repaid them by doing well in his learning. School wasn't a problem for him: The work too easy and the kids too primitive, the former aggravating the teachers. However, no one would dare talk back to the small child mostly based on his species aggressive reputation; especially when his chains started to grow prematurely. Will, being a reclusive creature anyway, took advantage of his new found abilities with his reputation and started experimenting. Of course, being a quiet individual, all the branches he formed would never be traced directly back to himself.
School came and went, prompting Will to leave his household and go into the world; ready to use his manipulative skills to carve a path for himself. Initially thinking big organizations would need his skills, Will took up a job in protection agencies, only to loath how inefficient most were. When he finally grew bored of such idiocracy, he secretly started to fund growing organizations.
Sticking to the shadows for decades after, Will gradually started to learn about the side that was the target of these companies; growing interested in the blurry life of crime. And that's when it hit him: Why try control them from the outside...When you can conquer all from the inside? And that was when Hierarchy was born. Initially made up of other sectors he had silently torn apart, Will kept to the shadows while watching his growing legions worship a leader that had never existed; slowly nurturing his work through the ages. Of course, through time, his name was replaced with 'B': the notorious title for the right hand man of Az-the supposed man behind it all.
Unfortunately, a small crew of nuisances managed to put a 'slight hitch' in his groove, but he got rid of them eventually. It isn't like Mainframe to rise from the dead, right? Anyway, B is continuing to patch up his empire and expand it even more whilst he has little competition; that was, until he finally caught up with how Earth was doing. And the appearance of a group of 'Guardians'. And the reappearance of a specific giraffe. Other species-related information: Kramilid description: Kramilid physiology is pretty human-like, but with soft skin and two small horns hidden beneath hair. If a Kramilid learns to conceal these horns, then they usually do not appear unless highly angered; something that is characteristic around their species. Their defining features would have to be the chain-like protrusions that grow out of the area around them or directly from the skin; usually as thin as a pencil or as thick as a can of soda. With time, a Kramilid learns to control how visible the chains are and how far one can control them. Abilities: While each Kramilid houses their own unique skill set, common kramilids display minor mind control or elemental manipulation, while others specialize in parasitic prowess. B, having enough time to explore his limits, discovered that his ability is related to behaviour; the sensing and manipulating of it. If he wanted a usually passive doctor to suddenly start killing his patients, or a criminal to start kissing butterflies, then so be it. B, however, keeps it under his sleeve; directing the ability to the 'all powerful man' who is supposedly a rank above him. Fc: Wes Bentley
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 26, 2016 14:57:44 GMT -5
almost done with todays classes ^^ omg b is amazing i kid you not oxo altho dont let him meet netti lol, she'd call him bill or billy jist cause
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2016 15:31:46 GMT -5
hihihi i was in this rp that was on the old forums lol anyway would it be possible for me to claim scott again
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 26, 2016 20:45:23 GMT -5
hey everyone, quick little thing i have school during the week and work during the weekends, chances are that- unless i'm let off work early- the most rping I can do will be in the evening/night for mst (mountain standard time) which is about two hours behind est that said i'm honestly sorry if i pop on to chat for a bit and am unable to work up decent rp posts, or any rp posts at all ;-;
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 27, 2016 3:34:24 GMT -5
(Sorry for not being on yesterday. I was reading all day, haha. Would have finished the book I was reading, too, if a funny movie hadn't come on and I decided to watch it XD I'll reply later!)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 27, 2016 3:35:58 GMT -5
(I'm gonna have to read over all that I missed later as well xDD)
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Post by Tals on Aug 27, 2016 6:56:30 GMT -5
@ Riv: aishanbdks REALLY?! Thats pretty frickin awesome man; its gonna be summer for you guys too these upcoming months- i envy you xD haha many meme! So wow! I dont blame you tbh xD i kinda understand the memeSioamslambshjNamakmal i love him already. I saw the face claim and i just like, instantly fell in love. <3 -- ρłαgυegı ..: its okay hun! Life is a turd, so make sure to kick it up and take care of it so you dont lose your job and drop your grades~ take ye time ^^ -- ria: Where is, my supersuit?!?! yes, yes you may have scott xD Were you Ashstream?? o: ---- @kay: oakaks Same. Like i was at a swim meet last night for a high school, and its like finals so it took alot out of me. I went home and i played wolfenstein while trying to eat hot chili Ill try getting Nat's reply up today sometime. Thats if i dont die in the high school triathlon. ;v;
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2016 13:11:43 GMT -5
yes, yes i am lolol
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Post by Tals on Aug 27, 2016 13:27:25 GMT -5
Yayayayayay! I got it right //dances//
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2016 15:38:52 GMT -5
lol yup so what's all happened in the rp so far?
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Post by Tals on Aug 27, 2016 15:46:46 GMT -5
okay so the plane landed in DC, and the group made it to a safe place. After making it to that safe place, they managed to split off into groups to head toa hotel to relax
Nat, Wanda and a newcomer, Zen
Steve and Amber
Alyona and Bucky
Now here's the catch, Natasha put the groups into several categories.
Bucky and Alyona are 'engaged'
Steve and Amber are 'siblings'
Wanda is the sibling to Bucky
Natasha and Zen are aunts.
cx
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2016 16:01:03 GMT -5
lolol ok well where do you think I should throw in scott?
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Post by Tals on Aug 27, 2016 16:05:14 GMT -5
hmm... Well maybe Scott could be riding along with Alyona and Bucky?
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Post by Tals on Aug 27, 2016 16:22:19 GMT -5
BJ Blazkowicz
The scent of fire and burning wood was still fresh within his nose, and the smell of gasoline leaking into the air stained his nostrils. They flared in the slightest, and his eyes saw nothing but black. His body ached, and his mind whirled. He had just given the order to Fergus to blow up the compound. The last thing he even really remembered was repeating the Lady Liberty poem and watching Anya guide the prisoners to their safety onto the helicopter…
Air blew against his dirt and grime coated skin, his whole body seemed relieved of its hold from death. He was expecting the heat, the sudden and quick death that would be ultimately painless as he would be engulfed and free from the life he had fought so hard in. However, it seemed that things took another toll in making his life even more miserable. His jaw unclenched, and those vivid blue eyes slowly opened. His pupils retreated from their expanded position, and he found himself staring up at the stars within the sky. His body pushed his frame up onto his elbows as he leaned back and his eyes searched the area. Night time… The City is alit. The compound isn’t here and everything seems to be… in English. The man thought as he soon brought himself to his feet. His heart hammered endlessly in his ribcage, and his mouth slowly went agape in awe. The American flag waved off in the distance, and it seemed as if it were hanging proudly.
As much as Blazkowicz wanted to accept that he was alright, the knowledge of that he was blown up put up red flags as his hands curled into fists. The large and bulky man stared hard at the signs. He was somewhere else, he knew that much. But where was he was the question? Sure he could be in America, but America was destroyed by those darned Nazis. So it wasn’t even possible to begin with, right? Or maybe this was a dream… Reaching over he pulled up his left sleeve and looked at the mangled scar of where his old tattoo from the camp once rested. That was still in place, thankfully… Slowly he pinched himself. Oh he was very much awake, that’s for sure. His jaw tightened immediately as he searched for a way around. To the front… Another rooftop- looks like an escape ladder… To the side, a door to head into the building, to the other side, the street below. To the back, well… He stole a glance, nothing but a slim alley.
His feet slowly scuffled backwards, and then, he launched himself forward as he began to run. One foot placed down on the edge and he leapt over the gap that had once looked small. Hands flailing, he bit down on his lower lip as his brows furrowed, and he soon made it across- but just barely. Gripping the edge with his hands, his upper body strength pulled him up onto the building. His body rolled over, the conscious feeling of his rifle slamming against his back reminding him that he indeed, was alive and functioning. Pushing himself up, his jaw clenched once again and he made his way to the door into the building. His hand reached out, clothed palm gripping the knob and turning it. Seeing as that didn’t work, he let out an audible sigh through his nose and he crouched, pulling out a lick-picking set and begun to pick the lock. Once done, the man slid into the stair well and made his quick way to the ground.
What he failed to notice in the distance however, was the large Stark tower that was alit and growing with pride.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2016 16:39:56 GMT -5
hmm... Well maybe Scott could be riding along with Alyona and Bucky? scott, the annoying brother of alyona, tags along with her and her fiancé cuz he has no friendssounds legit
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Post by Tals on Aug 27, 2016 16:50:15 GMT -5
SCP-049 wildsong🎧NatashaShe laughed softly, giving a nod then as she looked at them and gave a nod. "Agreed~" she hummed, taking a glance at where they were going. "Okay, what if, what if, we take them all out to eat tomorrow, and find out any surprises?" she fell in beside Wanda and nudged her. "Maybe you'll be an aunt?? And Zeng and I could be aunts all over again," she hummed out of excitement
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