𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙴: 𝙻𝙰𝚄𝙶𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙾𝚃
𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂: 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 - 𝙽𝙴𝚄𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚉𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚅𝙴 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚄𝙽𝙸𝚃 "𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷 𝙰𝙳𝙳𝙴𝚁".
(no minors, no taboo. writer is 25 years old)
NAME/ALIAS: MATT WARDAY, "HOPPER"
ROLE: PILOT OF LAUGHING SPECTER "DEATH ADDER"
STATUS: DESERTER
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RP ACCOUNT
NON-LEWD/LEWD STRICTLY IN DM'S ONLY!
15 YEARS OF WRITING BAYBEE
WRITTEN BY MASS
INFO BELOW
LIKE AND RT!!!
the person in the backseat he forgot to check for:
the person in the backseat he forgot to check for:
DOES have a machine gun.
She's loaded, when it comes to earthbread currency,
Doesn't really know how it transfers over-]
DOES have a machine gun.
GO PAY YOUR TAXES I'M BROKE "
GO PAY YOUR TAXES I'M BROKE "
There's a playful sneer in the voice coming from Death Adder's comms. It's clear Hop's taking the piss.
There's a playful sneer in the voice coming from Death Adder's comms. It's clear Hop's taking the piss.
Like, what’s up with that?
I ended up here by way of a fluke; something zapped something just the right way, and catapulted my ass into the great unknown at half the speed of sound.
I don't /think/ I could go back and forth like that... Not without surging whatever bugged out-
Sort of like those fragments of other universes I saw in that odd wormhole... Different versions of myself, too. "
I ended up here by way of a fluke; something zapped something just the right way, and catapulted my ass into the great unknown at half the speed of sound.
I don't /think/ I could go back and forth like that... Not without surging whatever bugged out-
" The Death Adder is a standard humanoid bipedal unit, but i'm thinking my joints are a bit more advanced than yours. That, and you'll want to be careful with the cloaking tech.
And the brain that's lodged in its' skull. I don't think you'll need to
The crowd parts for a stocky, Asian man with stubble on his face. "I'm Major Singh. We'll repay the debt we owe you, Sergeant. I've called in people who can help 'out-of-place' folks like yourself, but until then make yourself at home."
" The Death Adder is a standard humanoid bipedal unit, but i'm thinking my joints are a bit more advanced than yours. That, and you'll want to be careful with the cloaking tech.
And the brain that's lodged in its' skull. I don't think you'll need to
Sort of like those fragments of other universes I saw in that odd wormhole... Different versions of myself, too. "
Sort of like those fragments of other universes I saw in that odd wormhole... Different versions of myself, too. "
“I once knew a person who was a soldier like you. He was… a good friend of mine.”
It had been a while since he stepped out of his cockpit; he looked as if he-
It had been a while since he stepped out of his cockpit; he looked as if he-
Question, are there any other humans around? I think I might be it. "
Question, are there any other humans around? I think I might be it. "
Most people just call me Saint Lily Cookie or White Lily Cookie,"
The mech adjusts her so that she's now sitting in its' palm, its' eyeless gaze remaining focused on her.
The voice she listened to came from the mech's comms; the grin it had on its' face never once moved.
" What's your name? "
The mech adjusts her so that she's now sitting in its' palm, its' eyeless gaze remaining focused on her.
The voice she listened to came from the mech's comms; the grin it had on its' face never once moved.
" What's your name? "
But it hurts like absolute hell, it's like being stabbed,"
...are you still edible or are you just cookies in appearance?
Not that i'd eat a sentient being. "
The mech adjusts her so that she's now sitting in its' palm, its' eyeless gaze remaining focused on her.
The voice she listened to came from the mech's comms; the grin it had on its' face never once moved.
" What's your name? "
...are you still edible or are you just cookies in appearance?
Not that i'd eat a sentient being. "
If you want to use that term,"
...are you still edible or are you just cookies in appearance?
Not that i'd eat a sentient being. "
Where me and the other cookies live,"
Sounds like bread you find in the dirt. "
Sounds like bread you find in the dirt. "
Since earthbread was created...
Which was eons ago,"
Sounds like bread you find in the dirt. "
Granted she was shaking slightly, just managing to keep it inside-]
" This is literally my house! And car. And everything I own.
...god forbid a man takes a whiz.
With a sharp tsk, he wrenched the other’s hands away, eyes narrowing like blades.
“Bastard. Don't touch me.”
Dark, evil clones of heroes of time don't exist where he's from... or talking animals, which is going to be a fun time if he runs into those.
But he's soon pulling the emergency hatch release, the angery man lunging up and grabbing him by the tunic.
"/YOU/"
" This is literally my house! And car. And everything I own.
...god forbid a man takes a whiz.
Dark, evil clones of heroes of time don't exist where he's from... or talking animals, which is going to be a fun time if he runs into those.
But he's soon pulling the emergency hatch release, the angery man lunging up and grabbing him by the tunic.
"/YOU/"
"Because I'm not HUMAN, MORON." He's trying to figure out how to pilot this thing—.
The very pissed off pilot is clinging to the chest of his mech, pounding on the door as the stolen mech's pilot seat proceeds to zap him repeatedly with electrodes prodding at his back.
" GIVE BACK MY MOTHERFUCKING ROBOT. WHY AREN'T YOU /TAZEABLE/."
Dark, evil clones of heroes of time don't exist where he's from... or talking animals, which is going to be a fun time if he runs into those.
But he's soon pulling the emergency hatch release, the angery man lunging up and grabbing him by the tunic.
"/YOU/"