undergroundCollision. XP
Someone suggested it in a chatroom, plus we hadn't seen any black characters yet (even if they look a little...Odd in HS style). At least visually, anyway. I believe there's been a couple of allusions, there's been one or two in the RP...
HALF Adventures: A science fiction satirical serial novel.
: Interactive Post-Apocalyptic Noir Science Fantasy Novel
DESIGNATION: ξ - δ - Corporate funded adventures.
The Clock Smash Crew
Team Clockblockers. Clearly. Blame AF.
>Jade Dragons
UC: ...the Jade Dragons.
VC: RIGHT.
VC: That wath the name.
UC: Right.
UC: Yes.
VC: Great.
VC: We totally did not forget thith.
UC: Of course not.
VC: Tho yeth, we'll bee keeping a clothe eye on the Jade Dragonth thith thweep.
UC: Mmmhmmm.
UC: Speaking of the Dragons, though.
UC: It seems we have oceanRising joining us via video.
VC: The fithhy princethth herthelf! Awethome. Letth go to that, Moe.
OR: GGLUB GGLUB!
VC: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
UC: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Note: I am aware that bleach is spelled incorrectly. I will fix it later. :D I am also aware that OR's eye is horribly pixelated. This is intentional in this panel.
OR's eye: SEARCH FOR THE ONE RING
VC, UC: Cling to each other in fear.
OR: Keep staring directly at the camera for the entire conversation. Maybe back away at the end for a creepy/toothy smile.
>OR: Give adorable update in a violent fashion.
>OR: beat your chest and sqwuak like a teenager. Also, say things that will be very awkward when you are older while on TV. Also, "HHI MM0M!"
Quotes: (Because we all have them.)
>obolisk0430: Read Adultstuck
Your attempt is an overwelming success.
HALF Adventures: A science fiction satirical serial novel.
: Interactive Post-Apocalyptic Noir Science Fantasy Novel
DESIGNATION: ξ - δ - Corporate funded adventures.
OR: LLISTEN UP.
OR: II HOPE YOU'RE WATCHING, DRACONICMACHINE.
OR: BBECAUSE I'M GLUBBING CALLING YOU OUT, MOTHERGLUBBER.
OR: II AM GOING TO FUCK YOUR SHIT UP, YOU BASSTARD.
OR: YYOU BETTER SHOW UP TONIGHT FOR OUR DUEL, OR ELSE I'M GOING TO GLUBBING TELL EVERY CODSUCKER IN THIS CITY WHAT THE GLUB YOU GLUBBING DID.
OR: II HOPE YOU GLUBBING LOVE CHAINSAW UP YOUR GLUBBING BASS, FISHHEAD.
OR: YYOU EITHER DEAL WITH ME TONIGHT, OR FIND YOURSELF DEALING WITH HER TOMORROW.
OR: YYOU'RE GETTING GLUBBED EITHER WAY I SWEAR TO COD.
OR: GLUBBED SO HARD.
VC: I don't think thhe can thay that on televithion.
UC: What is she talking about?
VC: Either beeating the thhit out of him or-
OR: SSHUT THE GLUB UP, GLUBHEAD.
OR: YYOU BETTER BE AT THE FLARP, DM. AAND YOU BETTER NOT GET YOURSELF KICKED OUT BEFORE WE MEET UP. OOR GLUBBING ELSE.
OR: tthat's all! >D
OR: hhave a nice day everyone!
OR: GGLUB GGLUB.
VC: ...
UC: ...
VC: Well.
UC: That was interesting.
VC: Yeth.
VC: I think.
VC: I think it'th.
UC: Time for a commercial.
VC: Yeth.
VC: Time for a commercial.
VC: Tho many commercialth.
CR: dude.
CR: bro.
CR: dude.
CR: give me the remote.
CR: this is so boring.
IS: no
CR: c'mon.
IS: no
CR: let's watch something else, instead of two hours of how they think we're going to get our hot asses kicked.
IS: dude no i think this might be important
IS: i need to do something real quick dont touch the fuckin remote
CR: i will if i damn well want to.
CR: what are you doing anyway?
IS: gotta tell dm that fishy is after his creepy green ass
CR: why would you even do that???
CR: if he gets his butt kicked that makes things easier for us.
IS: its on principle
IS: not sure whats going on but a bro is not gonna let a creepy loner bro get hopeblasted
IS: even if he probably deserves it
IS: the smug dick
CR: sigh.
CR: *sign
CR: we're not going to win if you keep helping the enemy, stupid.
IS: shhh
IS: its not stupid
IS: its like a code of honor
CR: is it ironic honor?
IS: sort of
IS: besides i owe dm
IS: he built me a cool robot
CR: really? you owe him for that creepy ass motherfucker?
IS: his name is cal
IS: and he is awesome
IS: and he is fucking going to win us this competition now that lee is abandoning ship like a drunken sailor on goddamn fire
IS: he is our fuckin kickass wild card
CR: maybe he'll scare the competition to death.
IS: aw fuck
IS: dm isnt responding
CR: hahaha.
IS: left him a message
IS: maybe he'll get it
CR: not your problem anymore.
IS: i guess not
CR: why do you even talk to that guy anyway.
IS: we're bros sis
IS: come on thats obvious to anyone
CR: really?
CR: i dunno, it just doesn't seem like he's all that friendly towards you.
IS: broitude is weird okay
IS: im sure he'd do the same shit for me
CR: you're just hoping he's going to teach you robotics some day, aren't you?
IS: hey now
IS: thats not why at all
IS: i mean i guess it would be cool if maybe possible he did that
IS: but its definitely not the reason
CR: sure! hehe.
IS: you havent even told me anything about where you and rg landed and how you got back
CR: shenanigans.
IS: ah ok
CR: wink.
CR: *wonk
IS: thanks for clearing that up
CR: hehehe.
CR: but seriously, this is sooo boring.
CR: can't we do something other than watch tv.
IS: we could watch tv
CR: ...
CR: ha.
CR: haha.
IS: anyway
IS: jesus i dont know
IS: i guess thats probably all of the drama that could be packed into one morning
RG: [X] Gentleman.
You both turn your heads around from the couch you're sitting on in your division's REC ROOM. rebelGeneral - the clone of Robert E. Lee, and the biggest jerk on your squad - leans against the doorway with a smug grin.
IS: welp
IS: i was wrong
CR: hey.
CR: who are you calling gentle.
> RG: Ask if any of them killed a Jade Spy on the way here and, if not, inform them that they have a problem.
Lol she corrected him about being called gentle but not about being called a man. 8^3
DM: Be prepared to kick fish bass.
or Alternatively;
DM: Be scared out of your wits by that gglubbin piece a bass. Jokejokejokejoke
Last edited by Destruction Dragon 360; 03-25-2012 at 08:43 PM.
DANI IS THE COOLEST AND SO IS CANDY CORN![]()
IS: be the scout
>RG: Take off shirt to establish Abs
>GE: be under RGs shirt.
>RG: Banter with them
>IS: Insult RG in such a way as to make him think you are hitting on him/threatening him.
Quotes: (Because we all have them.)
>RG: Be kind of a Machiavellian dick as usual.
>RG: Plan to take over and dominate the children while Lincoln is away.
RG: [X] Calm down, Mochizuki. I just dropped by to say hello.
CR: hey, that's not my name.
CR: i mean.
CR: i don't really have a name.
CR: and that was my ancestor...mom...person...thing's name. the previous me's name.
CR: but that doesn't mean it's going to by my name or anything.
CR: that would probably be boring and unimaginative, right dirk.
IS: uh
CR: right.
IS: sure
IS: also really lee
IS: for a minute there i thought you were going to ask if any of us had killed a green spy
IS: and when we said no you were totally going to drop poor knights rotting corpse on the coffee table
IS: and notify us that we still have a problem
CR: then at the end is would turn out to be the spy all along. like a cat girl or that whiny division leader.
IS: right yeah totally
IS: i am actually wearing a pirate hat under this wig
CR: thats hot.
IS: i know right
RG: [X] Are you done?
IS: no
CR: we have to go film this right now.
CR: stay there.
RG: [X] ...
IS: shit
IS: where'd i put the camera
IS: and the black lipstick
IS: and the fake fangs
IS: and the dm fetish
CR: i need to grab bleeder's minigun.
CR: brb.
IS: damn i wish joan and lincoln were here
CR: we totally need to suggest she take up shotguns.
IS: obv
RG: [X] Oh my god.
IS: shit nvm we can totally just find people wandering around to do this ironically
CR: awesome.
IS: i know
IS: see lee this is why you cant leave our flarp team
IS: we need you around as a prop
CR: especially if we go on tour.
IS: we will spread our awesome ideas to the local fauna
IS: they will look upon us and weep at our glory
IS: and our youtube
IS: or grubtube
IS: or
IS: whatever the fuck tubes we have
IS: i dont even care
RG: [X] ...
RG: [X] Right.
RG: [X] I'm just going to go.
IS: no
CR: you can't leave us.
CR: we need you to be the straight guy.
CR: possibly literally.
RG: [X] ...We're eleven.
RG: [X] How do you even know...?
CR: hey i'm the one that made out with bleeder.
IS: yeah im still not sure that was necessary or smart
CR: she came onto me.
IS: no she didnt
CR: she totally did.
CR: she's going to be pining for me forever.
CR: very sad really.
IS: she punched you over the horizon
CR: i was pretty sure that was how trolls showed love.
IS: blackrom maybe
CR: so she hateloves me.
IS: i think she was just confused and terrified
RG: [X] Ugh.
GB: Um:
Suddenly, a female troll enters the room.
GB: Bob?.Are:you.done.or?
IS: hey
IS: hey bob
RG: [X] ...
IS: whos that
CR: bob or the person who said bob?
CR: i think lee is bob.
IS: thats dumb
IS: everyone knows lee isnt bob
GB: .:.Um:
IS: obv the girls name is bob
CR: that's a hot bob.
GB: :.::.::.:..
GB: Hi.:I.am.gyratingBeat:
IS: oh hey
IS: its that singer chick lee left our flarp team for
CR: awesome.
CR: let me take my clothes off.
RG: [X] ...
GB: :Um.
GB: That:really.isn't.necessary:
CR: no but see i want to.
GB: :Um.
RG: [X] ...I was going to introduce her to you guys.
RG: [X] But you're kind of being dicks about it.
IS: hey your not the one that left us
CR: who's going to raise our horrible mutant threesome babies now.
IS: i want a divorce
CR: i bet you have like twenty flarp teams on the side.
GB: .:.:.::.:::.:.:.:...
GB: Um:
GB: I.am:sorry.
GB: I:didn't.know:I.was.going.to:cause.problems:
RG: [X] Let's just go, GB.
You watch as RG and his bandmate flee the room.
CR: yeah you better run.
CR: take your shitty replacement flarper with you.
IS: dude
IS: cr
IS: i think shes actually upset
CR: so?
CR: it's one of RG's friends.
CR: she's probably committing crimes on the side or something.
IS: i dunno
IS: i guess we maybe should have cut back on that one
IS: even if we are justifiably angry
CR: ...
CR: well, i feel like shit now.
IS: same
IS: goddamn though
IS: dm is going to drool over that i bet
CR's stomach: Blink and start demanding cake
>CR and IS: suit....the....fuck....up. (activate magical girl sequence)
Quotes: (Because we all have them.)
This new title is highly...something... Ithink I need a towel.
>IS and CR: Suit up and get flarpin'...ironically of coarse.