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O'Connor is taken by surprise as the creature reveals herself, before slowly returning his look to a scowl. "What do you know," he growls, squeezing the las shotgun's barrel as he visibly hesitates from pulling the trigger and gunning down the female, before continuing, "A fuggin' villager." He clenches his teeth as he stares the Turian down, before marching towards her with his gun raised and trailing behind her. With a swift motion, he pokes the barrel into her back to edge her forward. "Let's walk, shall we?" He chuckles out, keeping the shotgun at her back as he nudges her forward. "So. Who's in charge here, hm? Mind explaining -any- of this shit?"

Guys don't b mean mang im actually really cool irl Crawling in my skiin

O'Connor barely catches sight of something peeking around the corner of the building. He craned his neck cautiously as Cain jogged on, squinting. "I see you!" He shouts, slowly removing his shotgun from its sling, before continuing on. "Y- Who's there?"

Nathan now realizes how much of a mistake marrying Ana Issek was. Eugh. Malcolm O'Connor/Reworth has been adopted by both Isilithai Ueakis and Leonin Smythe, and is on his way to surpass his father, Selvion, and become the ultimate space dictator. Also then kill Leonin, Dick Lizard, and Grandpa Sam and take over everything. #AnimePlot

Winston is the bomb. At least I think so.

*cringes at the fact that someone, somewhere will take that spoiler seriously*

PFFT. FU-HU-HUUUCK NO. Thought that counts, though. I'm not going to try because nothing can bring my ultimate wish to come true.

I have no problems with Vittorio. He's collected when he needs to be. When he doesn't need to be, he creates RP in doing what he does. Good man, that Vittorio guy. I like him. *Not really*

Bye guys. :l MerryHolidays, I love you all, but it's time to whatever out of here for a little while. See you all some time next year, and may great opportunities await us all there. Goobye. Kisses ~Hibe.

LOGIN>S. Renworth PASSWORD>*********** ACCESS LEVEL>[REDACTED] NET ACCESS GRANTED WELCOME [/center] This is a notice to all independent operators and cells operating in the Tau Ceti System. We found the fucker, boys. We found the child. He's currently going under the name of Malcolm O'Connor/Renworth. I'm sure you've heard the surname before. This kid isn't nearly as dangerous as you might expect him to be. Nonetheless, he's an bug that needs squashing. The price for his head is the same as his father's. 800,000Cr. Dead or alive. Happy hunting. PS: Make him suffer, please. --Transmission Terminated--

Pray to RNGJESUS that it doesn't take your leg off.

Even though I've only roleplayed with one of Alicia's characters, I must say I was very impressed. Top kek-quality RP here. I'd say she's definitely able to take on an alien species. +1 From me.

Another thing. (And before you ask, this was all Ahelped over and over. Everyone, at least to my knowledge, was okay with this stuff happening). One time, as antag Shayla Roberts, I got in a fight with my co workers when trying to stir up trouble. Keinto decided it would be cool to toss me into the singularity for it, as it was a dead hour round. I was fine with it, but I told him that Shayla would try her best to escape. When we got into the airlock, and Leo had given Shayla oxygen so the singularity or its containment field could be the sole killer, I forced the airlock and flushed the both of us out. We both stood on the platform, staring one another down, before Shayla leapt at him and tossed Leo into the singularity, right after she snatched the Captain's spare ID from his coat pocket. She then drifted off into space, before hitting the research outpost on the asteroid. Feeling safe, I waited outside for a long while to catch my breath and collect my thoughts. Then I realized something. I was out of oxygen, and I had no way to get in. I circled around the research station like mad, my vision slowly fading, before forcing the airlocks with the Captain's spare ID. The whole place was syphoned of air, and things started flying past and hitting Shayla. The firelocks were down all over, and I didn't have a crowbar. In one final act of desperation, I checked the emergency locker for an emergency toolbox. There was in fact one inside. It quickly flew past Shayla, however, and she was barely able to catch up and snatch it before it flew out into space. Very luck catch. Then she got the crowbar, forced the inner firelocks open, ran inside, closed them behind herself and recollected her oxygen. Then she stocked up on all the oxygen she could, travelled to the mining outpost, and went to the station. Unarmed. Little did she know, the rest of the crew was waiting there to lynch her when she showed up. Leo had also survived in space, having hit the station when he was drifting and was able to save his own life by calling for help. There were two crew members surrounding Shayla. Leo had his stun revolver trained on her, forbidding her from moving, while her old botanist friend was holding a hatchet to Shayla's throat. It seemed like game over, but then, I quickly moved into help intent and switched places with them, praying that they were in help too. They were, and Leo shot his friend with the stun revolver. Too shocked to pursue Shayla, Leo stayed behind while Shayla made a break for maintenance and escaped. She then collected security gear and weapons, and stationed herself in the bridge. About four crew members surrounded her in there, welding the doors and making walls of grilles outside the brig. Leo finally came in to challenge Shayla one on one, this time. After warning one another that they wouldn't hold back, they engaged in combat. Shayla was losing and pinned in the back of the brig, cowering, but RNG was on her side soon after. He whipped around from cover, and his shots both missed narrowly, and Shayla's hit him dead on, melting his face. She then followed up by executing him on the floor. The others were waiting outside, and were screaming that they would kill Shayla. She warned them again, to no avail. She had no way to unweld herself, but the Engineers that were trying to trap her made one foolish mistake. They broke the Head of Personnel's table to make way for another fortified window. She quickly destroyed it, smashing through their defences as they screamed and took off running. She had already warned them, and the Engineer of the two people still trying to murder her was shot in the back several times as he skidded to a halt, dead on the floor. The last one left was Shayla's old botanist pal, who was running through the halls screaming for help. Her words were heard only by Shayla, slowly trailing after the sole survivor through the halls. This woman was heavily armed, but she knew that none could out-robust me that night. When she was finally caught in the hallway, and engaged in a brutal laser/stun baton fight between the two, she was finally downed and handcuffed. Shayla took her into a chair in the bar, asking why they all had persisted in attacking her. When the woman remained silent, I grew impatient and shot her head off with a revolver, before trailing off to the Captain's office and delivering a kick to the side of Leo's head, before she was later killed by other crew members. I made no attempt to fight them at this point, as I knew that killing the new joiners as they witnessed the trails of blood and scorched bodies would only make me seem like a terrible person, and possibly promote OOC consequences. But yeah. #JustRobustThings, amirite?

We have arrived, and it is now that we perform our charge. In fealty to the God-Emperor (our undying Lord) and by the Grace of the Golden Throne, I declare Exterminatus upon the Imperial Forum of The NSS Aurora. I hereby sign the death warrant of an entire community and consign a million souls to oblivion. May Imperial Justice account in all balance. The Emperor Protects.

That... That was me who ran that event.... NAH. FUKU

O'Connor grunted in annoyance, before jogging after Cain at a brisk pace, holding his shotgun sling tightly as he ran behind him.

WAKE IT UP WITH A PASSIONATE KISS

This is my favorite furry animated movie of all time. Fuckin' creeps.

What's the most robust thing you've ever done? I'd say mine would be going on WH40k station, getting traitor, and killing the entire server off, along with half of them who got cloned and sent back into the fray as retarded clone fetuses, and two mechs (which you can see burning in the photo). Yeah, definitely my most robust moment. Ask Canon about it. But what about you? What's the most robust thing you've ever pulled off?

I also realized that every single one of my posts goes hand in hand with my signature.

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Ace Ventura. Or either of the men on the bench in his Cheech and Chiong clip:

Oh, Jesus. Not Majestic.

Female.

I also completely agree with Delta on this. I do think I remember seeing the lizard in a wheelchair, too, but I think that could have just been me re-materializing things in my head. I'm really pissed off as well to hear about this. That's all I'm going to say for now.