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The Baka-Slash-Chibi13 Nostalgia line continues! |
Are you sure this isn't just because you've run out of new ideas? (Nope. :3 Just mixing in the golden oldies with the new and true.) |
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 10:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 5:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 3:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2013 10:57 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 1:41 pm
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Vincent Michaels - Chaos Khan gritted his teeth, feeling Vincent surging forward as his muscular form rippled before shifting back into Vincent, who dropped to one knee, panting. His eyes rose to the Colossus construct and he rose and dove at the android in one fluid movement, using his powers to vanish both himself and the cybernetic being in a blast of flames that left a smoldering crater as he inadvertently pulsed his power, drawing energy from Colossus' core in the process and weakening the implanted bomb as he materialized several dozen feet above a lake several hundred feet away where he kicked away the android downward towards the water as he concentrated a sphere of icy energy the size of a basketball into his hand before releasing it and firing it in a jet at the android, encasing it in a three inch thick layer of ice before he let himself freeze over and shatter into icy dust. He exploded from the ground in a gust of flaming dust and smoke a few yards from Overkill and Arya, landing hard on his knees and forearms as he coughed, a spray of fine crimson mist escaping his lips as he felt a few ribs break with the landing. Shindō snorted. "Who gives a damn? Let's just get out of here," he snapped as he pushed off, loping with a fluid stride that seemed more animal than human. He kicked open a door, spotting a burning crater and a guy with short, shaggy black hair that stunk of ozone speaking something about 'best interests'.OOC - Please do NOT ignore my posts.... it is one of the few things in roleplaying that truly pisses me off and makes me decide to quit a certain roleplay. Beneath cloak --
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 2:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 7:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2013 5:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2013 7:36 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2013 7:52 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2013 8:08 pm
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..¤Location: She has no idea (facility) ¤.. >>--»Health: 20%-ish, enough to feint «--<< ..¤With: ¤.. >>--»OOC: Though her powers in her accepted profile aren't heat related, I'm trying to change them to basically Amara's powers. If Baka Slash permits, I might even change her to Amara AKA Magma, an original character, or at least a very similar original. Also, its long just as an intro post. «--<<
❝If you suceed in changing your fate, has your destined fate truly been changed? ❞
..¤¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·..>>--» «--<<..·.¸¸·´¯`·.¸¸¤ xxx
Ayla coughed wearily, opening her startling azure eyes to a room of metal. Lifting her head only slightly, the girl released a cry of pain. Her head blazed with excruciating pain, along with every muscle of her body. Memories began pouring back into her mind, a waterfall of cascading images and scenes so horrible no on ein their right mind would want to remember them. Kidnapped...experimented...but they soon disappeared, almost as quickly as they had come. The floor, the walls, they shook. Somehow, Ayla knew she had to escape. As quickly as her bruised bones would allow, Ayla stood and began to run to the closed door. Her body was yanked back to the walls, by chains. Chains at her feet and cuffed to her wrists. Freaking chains. Without a moments hesitation, Ayla activated her abilities. Her flesh began heating up above 150 degrees, her eyes focused on the metal clamps. They began to heat to a tremendous point, bubbling and dripping down to the floor as melted metal. But she couldn't stop, the fire and heat began to engulf her body, melting the floor below her along with the chains. She was losing control, and the building, where ever she was, was near explosion. She had to escape, to run. And she did, as fast she she possibly could. Ayla, a walking person literally ablaze with fire, crashed and melted through the walls in one direction in hopes for an exit. She could feel her body's temperature nearing its full capacity until she changed forms altogether, and attempted to cool off while searching for an exit.
~~~~~~ Ayla ran out of the building, exhausted and almost back to her regular body temperate. A cluster of people, escapees from the building nearing explosion, were outside as well. Without uttering a single word, Ayla collapsed on the ground.
..¤¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·..>>--» «--<<..·.¸¸·´¯`·.¸¸¤
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