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"Hey!" a nasally voice coming from a squat man sporting a Hawaiian shirt and a newsboy cap called over. His head was similar in shape to a sideways lemon and he had an equally sour expression on his face. "You that Tetsuya kid, right?" the man asked, approaching the youth ,with his hands in his...

A few hours after its virgin flight, the Blackbird's Cry had shot forth four 'pods' approximately 300 miles or 480 Kilometers ahead of it. These pods were a standard of lightspeed travel. Remotely controlled by the pilot of each ship, they would get into formation, extending long pylons that...

"Oh!" Henry noted as Akiko swung at Sasha.

"We don't need to proclaim anything..." Henry remarked to the General, folding his arms and leaning back in his seat. "We're just gonna save 'em all whether they like it or not," he smiled. He then nodded at Klaus in agreement that the Brave was now ready to hear what Sasha had to say.

"You have to look at it from our perspective, then," Henry answered. "Your crew barges into Atlas, one of your agents, regardless of who has to answer for it, or how much you wash your hands of the blood on his hands, still came in and killed people, unlike us, and you go and kidnap our friend...

Henry too ka seat and glanced up at who he could presume was the leader of FANG. The old man seemed to have calm demeanor, but not a relaxed one. It was a demeanor befitting one who had seen too much. But as he spoke, Henry couldn't help but question, "Begin what? I don't think there's too much...

Henry looked thoughtful for a moment. "If it'll get us somewhere..." he muttered to himself. Sighing, he grabbed Burvin's hand and pulled himself up to his feet. "Alright, let's try it your way. You pull any tricks though and there'll be trouble," Henry continued. "You able to pick up the rest...

Henry had taken a seat on the floor, to take a brief reprieve from fighting for the moment, though it seemed for his last opponent, the fighting was far from over. America's number one superteam had appeared on FANG's doorstep...so to speak. A problem for a number of reasons, potentially, but...

Kipsang looked up from the ground and turned his head towards the imposing figure. "You've got that right, son. We've got a pretty good team...except for Bill there," he stated, pointing towards a heretofore unmentioned member of the team the group had recruited offscreen. He looked fairly...

"Yeah? Bloody perfect then," Rattlesnap grunted honestly. "Means we can get outta this putrid tunnel," he continued, scampering around towards the direction the wolves had emerged from. He turned around towards Lionel, and inquired, "This way, then? I can get back ta leadin' the rest 'o the way...

Wei Chow sighed. "That's right, they haven't," he spat back, looking off to the side. "Something's off with this whole thing. My father's survived worse than some damn storm. And if I can see that and you can't, that makes you some reporter, huh?" he asks, his fists tightening once more. "That...

"Attention, participants!" an announcement suddenly cut through the tension. On the radios, interrupting the television broadcasts, and blaring out upon intercoms on the streets. "Time is up! Come back down to the beach, to register your teams! You're expected to have the full ten participants...

"Oy, ye bloody feathered coward, get down 'ere an' 'elp us fend these beasties off!" Rattlesnap growled at Honestus, scampering aboard the back of one of the wolves, causing it to move in a frenzy. The Pontra yanked it by the ear,s guiding it head first into a cave wall. "Think we need to...

Wei Chow stood silently, staring off into the distance still, a bitter look on his face. He turned around to see a face he only recognized vaguely. He had only been to the offices of The Daily Disovery twice in the past few years. His last visit earlier this year was the last talk he'd had in...

"Bloody beasties..." Rattlesnap tut-tutted, shaking his head, reaching into the pouch on his side. "Ain't we got enough trouble without havin' ta worry about some goblin pooches?" he noted loudly. Enough for some of the wolves to take notice. "That's right, fleabags, over here to 'ol Rattlesnap...

Thread's up! Sorry for the delay! Deliberated a while with myself how I wanted this opening post to go lol! Realistic or Modern - Our Monster War

July 25th Discovery Bay, Lantau Island, Hong Kong Resort town. Half the population wasn't even native, surprisingly. Or at least it was to first-time tourists. Beautiful beaches, wondrous vistas. Even a Disneyland resort. This was the perfect place to retire. Or it would be if it wasn't...

Little late...in more ways than one lol but I submitted my character. Still waiting on a few more people but ai think we're good to start either late this weekend or Monday! I apologize for the delay and If anyone's interested, we're still open!

Martin Williams Occupation: Fishermans Age: 43 Height: 6'2 Weight: 240 Place of Birth: Harvey Bay, Queensland, Australia History: Coming from a long line of fisherman, Martin took no issue in following the family tradition. He enjoyed being out at sea, alone. It was some quiet time...

"Surely you must be joking," Turbomind sneered in disbelief as his other hand rapidly began to dart around in an attempt to repair what Klaus had done to the gauntlet. "A living breathing time anomaly. Despite what crackpot conspiracy theorists would have one thing, such individuals are a dime a...