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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move.         Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| Thanks Stinky but this character's going through a total recall. | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| Indeed and it has the most votes so far. | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| Appearance: Reptillian. S'Karr has a long thin body covered in shark-like scales, he has a long tail, about three feet long, that is coated in a lethal toxin. S'Karr wears thin plate armor that doesn't restrict his movements. He is also able to increase, and decrease the size of his tail. He has long claws that he can also increase and decrease the size of. S'Karr also has a large winding tattoo that covers his body. He was given the mark to seal in the large stores of magical energy that the elders had placed in him to seek his revenge.
Background: Before humans roamed the earth there were a race of humanoid lizards labeled the Krough, that ruled the planet. The Krough were a peaceful species that taught the young human race how to hunt and build fire. But soon, the humans turned their back on the Krough, and eventually tried to overthrow them from power. The Krough left the planet after that but not before young S'Karr watched as his family was murdered. S'Karr has been waiting for his chance at retribution and has chosen now to attack. Abilities: S'Karr's body is resistant to extreme heat and cold. S'Karr has wings that can envelope his body to prevent harm. S'Karr is covered in rough scales which leaves anyone trying to grapple him in a bind. S'Karr has a massive store of energy inside of him that allows him to deal out great magical attacks. Powers: Elements-S'Karr has trained to master control over the elements as well as adapting his powers to conquer humanity's science. The Power of Revenge- S'Karr can unlock the entirety of his massive stores of energy. When this happens S'Karr grows in size as does his sword, and his magic abilities increase exponentially. After the effects wear off however S'Karr is very weak and very vulnerable. Weapons: Cursed Blade of the Krough- S'Karr weilds a blade that was deemed too evil to use in combat by the elders. The sword is a long straight blade, the sword can increase and decrease it's size without effecting it's weight. It also can reflect lightning. |
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| Ralphy come back! Come on Ralphy! | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| I saw a version of what I believed to be The Grudge 2 which was in (insert not english language here)
Should I call out of work tomorrow? Or not? O.o |
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| False I didn't even realize that was a button until just now.
the person below me is someone else. |
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| ehh...nope. decided not to. | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| OOC: This battle is between Xeios and I. Standard rules apply. The setting is much like the grand canyon.
BIC: Erabus stood at the Great Ravine. He walked over to the edge of the large canyon. Places like this fueled his hatred, people wasting their time staring into nothingness. Erabus extended a tenticle from his armor like coating, and he used it to grab a citizen and hurl him over the edge. The air was dry and the soil was suffering the same thirst. (Last edited by Urban Astronaut on 08-25-10 11:57 PM) |
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| YOU ARE TEARING ME APART!!!! | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| Almost done! I'm pretty excited. | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| Can we all join in for a xeogaming wide vomit?! I used to like ICP until I realized they were stupid. My brother and sister are both Juga-fucks and i understand why but i'm slowly trying to get them to like good music. This is so sad, why would they choose to attack someone that no one cares about? But I digress, ICP fans don't realize they're being sold propaganda from men in their forties, and they are stupid. Nuff Said. | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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>.> CAIROAR!!!!!!!! Thanks for the assist.  interesting story their Pimpmap, |
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| McDonald's and those who order from me, FUCK YOU! | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| I don't know why you'd be this deep into this thread if you weren't alerted of the Spoilers so this is kinda one, don't continue to read if you don't want to know what i'm saying >.>
If the kicks were set to go off at a certain time then when they weren't awake by the van falling they'd be in that dream state forever. The sense of zero gravity was brought about by them falling so that was another hole in the science. and I also like that part ^ |
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| It is sad i just watched it and it was amazing, and i will most likely see it again. | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| I think i smell a name change Xeus! | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| I love the main character he curses soo much! "You scared the dick off of me!" | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| THE LATTER THE LATTER!!!!!! I would probably stab myself with a stake dipped in holy water. | |||
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| No one is who we think they are. In my line of work I come in contact with every sort of person; whether they are black or white, poor or rich, man or woman. They're all the same when they come to me; no one is different. They all bleed red and they all taste like chicken, if you broil them right. My name is Tyler and I am a cannibal. Now many people have a very biased view on cannibals, many of which are very misplaced. I'm not a picky eater; it's whatever I'm hungry for at the time, and sometimes I get hungry for people.
It's Saturday, April 3rd. I am sitting at a desk in an uncomfortable suit and tie, I don’t like the feeling of them around my solid build. I feel like I'm slowly being strangled, which would be preferable to what the managers have planned. My fate is far worse; a sexual harassment seminar. Shoot me. I have never harassed anyone long enough for them to feel a seminar would help. I don't want people like this, sex is, to me at least, messy. Sex seems meaningless. I get all of the satisfaction I need from reading a good book and enjoying a good meal. To my left there is a man; his name is Jason. Jason is our new temp; God I love temps. They have become the equivalent of fast food for me. No one cares when they don't show up; we just order a new one from the agency. Jason is a tall skinny man with blonde hair that falls just above his eyebrows and he has beautiful sharp features. I wonder if I could feel love, could I love him? I’m not sure; I don't think society would let me be gay. I have made up my mind though, Jason McAndrews, you are my dinner. I break into the office files and take his from the large green filing cabinet, which I like to call “The Menu”. It’s a shame no one knows how witty I am. I take his file; the first step. No point in reading it again, I only take it to prevent too much evidence from being leaked. The police already have a name for me, The Clarksville Cannibal. But in all actuality, I've only eaten three people from Clarksville, most of them are from Canturburg, but far be it from me to correct them. I go to the break room to grab a candy bar from the broken machine to hold me over until tonight. As I walk into the room I see Trisha. She was the one on the list before Jason. A beautiful woman, I'm sure that if I could love I'd love her. She says “Hi” and I give a subtle nod and adjust my glasses, they’re beginning to hurt the bridge of my nose. She asks me to sit and eat with her, I really hope she isn't flirting, I’ve been living among “ordinary” people for years and I’ve still to master this subtle art. I take my candy from the machine and sit opposite her at the table. She tries small talk: "Where are you from? How old are you?" My beeper goes off just on time. The vibrating is unusually large for the size of the contraption. Thank God for small miracles. I walk back to my cubicle, my bland plain cubicle, and look up Jason's house. He lives in a crappy apartment on the bad side of town. Excellent. I leave work early and drive to Jason's toilet bowl of a home. He lives in the cesspool of criminals and scum. He'll go undetected for days, maybe weeks. The building is basically falling apart with tiles missing on the floor and ceiling, but soon I get to Jason’s room. I pick the lock, it isn’t hard seeing how the rest of the building is run. As I swing the door open I almost kill myself when I trip over his damn dog. I hate animals, but the feeling is usually mutual. I scoop up the hairy little pest and lock him in the bedroom. Then I go to the bathroom and take off my clothes. I can't get his blood on them. That is a bit of experience; my first kill left me soaked in blood. I go to his kitchen and take his carving knife from the small wooden block and wait for him. Patience is the key at this point, and as usual curiosity gets a hold of me. I snoop around the apartment and learn a few more things about Jason. He’s a bad boy, heroin in the dresser and porn under the bed. The only times people are themselves are when they’re drunk or when they aren’t there. I hear the sound of his whiny car as he pulls into the parking lot, and I hear him as he approaches the door, he opens the lock and the door swings wide open. I hide behind the door, which is basically plywood, and wait for him to close it. He has his iPod on and doesn't even open his eyes to close the door. I walk over to him. I stand behind him for a good three minutes waiting for a quick opening. Then it happens. The knife goes straight in between a few vertebrae causing a quick paralysis, I’m not an amatuer. I drag him to the tub and undress him. Then I lean him over the bathtub and give his neck a swift cut. He bleeds out in only minutes. Then the fun begins. First I cut off his left index finger; my little trophy. In the next two hours I dismember and eat Jason, saving only the bones, hair, nails, and a few scraps for the dog. He tastes amazing, if not a bit gamy, and then the craving is gone. It'll be back in a month or two but the feeling of satisfaction is reviving. I wonder if anyone at work notices how happy I am the days after I eat a good meal. I should ask Trisha what she thinks. As I pass the superintendent’s room I leave about a thousand dollars in cash, labeled rent in a blank envelope. That should keep me covered for at least few weeks. It's a Monday, any old Monday, and the craving has come back. I knew it would, and I'm ready for it. Today's entrees are young Asian toes followed by a nice torso cooked over an open flame, and to end it a nice cheek salad with delightful vinaigrette. Delicious. Then again it always is, always delicious. Everyone is unique in their own way, but most of you taste the same. |
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Squire Vince Storm Eagle is watching you, he sees your every move. Since: 04-17-10 From: Victorian London. Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 4706 days |
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| The latter. The endless enjoyable experiences wouldn't leave me time to try and remember.
Would you rather have your hands on the opposite wrists or your feet face backwards? |
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