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  1. Is that a pro genji?

    1. Pro Genji

      Pro Genji

      you know it

  2. Personally, I'm going to be buying a switch or getting one for my birthday by the end of the month, depending on how generous my parents are feeling with birthday gifts. Despite the weak launch lineup, I still want it just for breath of the wild, because even if it is just a port, it is technically superior to the version seen on Wii u. The logic for it is this: why bother buying a worse version of Zelda when there's a better version on a console I'm going to eventually buy anyway? Hoping to God that it won't chew through my wallet, there's a couple of solid trade deals at eb games right now.
  3. Cursed one Username: CP_ Name: Elduin Venterba Title: The Nameless Sorrow Age: 126 Gender: Male Personality: Elduin began his life as a confident and strong-willed individual. Within the village he was raised, he was known as a risk-taker, the overconfident one who was always getting into all sorts of trouble. He was a smooth-talker, with plenty of swagger and charisma to complement his "bad boy" persona. The quiet village he grew up in frowned upon his recklessness, especially seeing as he had royal blood in his veins. Elduin had no care for his heritage, choosing to take a rebellious attitude to almost all authority. Since his childhood however, almost all aspects of this personality has disappeared. After his turn to the Forsaken Arts and gift of eternal life, the nature of his curse caused a dramatic shift in his mental status as a whole. Within the first few years, he was driven to madness by the death that followed him everywhere. In order to escape both his madness and the destruction around him, he secluded himself from the world, becoming a hermit and adopting a matching personality. In order to keep others safe, he shows no emotion anymore. Lifeless and dull to the outside world, all of his feelings are bottled up within, fueling the inner rage and turmoil he feels. The only emotions he will let through are those of rage, pain and suffering, and even these times are rare. His numbness to feelings extends to others as well, and he seldom reacts in any way other than neutrality to others. A few say that he has found peace and harmony given the outward appearance of his personality, but only a select few know that inside is a broken and scarred spirit, with seemingly no way to heal. Appearance: Elduin dons the traditional tight-fitting and light robes of his village, one of the few relics he claims from his past. They were dyed black and imbued with magic when Elduin first turned to the Forsaken Arts, becoming strong as armour in the process. Scattered randomly along the cloth are several metal rings of varying sizes, seeming to serve no purpose other than decoration. He wears no shoes or gloves, revealing tanned feet and hands that are scarred beyond imaginable. His head is almost completely covered by a mask of black, save his eyes, of which one is fiery red while the other is a golden yellow colour. They appear tired and weary, showing sorrow and regret in his soul. At Elduin's side is a short, slender curved sword blade, humble and simple in appearance. A similar but longer blade is held sheathed on his back, secured by more cloth. These possessions are all he has to his name, and in his opinion, all he deserves to have. Backstory: Elduin was born to a village chief in the mountainous regions, where he was supposed to be brought up as a respectful individual. Instead, his attitude earned him disrespect and punishment. Many of his years were spent studying swordplay and combat, one of the few interests of his that didn't spell problems for the villagers. Once he had mastered the blade, he abandoned his village life in search of further knowledge, unable to quench the thirst for power that lay within his mind. Eventually he was set on the path of darkness, and decided that the only true path to ultimate strength was through the Forsaken Arts. After receiving the gift of eternal life, he set out to continue training, until his curse was revealed to him in one of the greatest catastrophes seen in decades. Elduin's curse brought the fate of death to anyone whom he had showed love. The deaths of many followed him wherever he went, and he begged and begged to be freed of his curse. Of course, this could not happen, and eventually Elduin took to living alone for fear of bringing more death than he already had. He remained in hiding for 106 years before finally re-emerging into the world, having mastered his emotions and inner turmoil. The only cause he is bound to is his own vow to destroy The Fallen One and lift his curse, or die trying. Weapon: Elduin wields his longer blade in most situations, using the shorter one kept at his side when in need of a quick reactive strike or lunge. The metal rings around his outfit can also be magically manipulated to form the shape of throwing stars, with which he has unparalleled accuracy. Fighting style: If possible, Elduin prefers to simply run from a fight. However, when called to battle, he will always go for the first strike, and hopefully end the battle with the first strike. While he is an excellent duelist, he has trouble being matched against several enemies at once, those that can move faster than him or have immense strength that could incapacitate him with one hit. To almost all others though, Elduin will usually be the one to walk away, usually untouched. Magical arts: Elduin's magic consists of manipulation and summoning spells. He can turn the metal rings on his outfit into throwing stars. He only has 1 summoning spell, one that allows him to call upon the sacred dragon spirit of his people and imbue his power into his weapons, increasing their power. Curse: Elduin's curse fates any mortal who he has loved or become close to to die, be it by his hand or some other means. His curse has crushed any remains of his old life and personality, fueling a spiritual rage and conflict that can lash out at random moments. Other: “The blood of forever, I will grant you. But a loyalty to never be broken is what you must make too me.” I should mention that if I didn't make it very clear within the form, Elduin does fight for good, although taking more of an anti-hero approach to it.
  4. Save me a spot, this looks pretty interesting. Also, this is a medieval fantasy type setting, right? Just need to be sure before I make my character.
  5. Something tells me that in a few more days we're gonna have a tifarfall theme for the site

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    2. Gir

      Gir

      Aren't they bought in complete form?

       

      Besides why not look up a tutorial on youtube on how to beat one?

    3. Mewtwonite Z

      Mewtwonite Z

      I’m not skilled enough to put it to the exact position the tutorials say I need to

      And rebuilding it is cheating

    4. Yuuko

      Yuuko

      . . . I can solve like 5 cubes in 10 minutes. I mean I'm pretty slow too. It's really not that hard. 

  6. Elora (OC)

    From the album Actual art stuff (not memes)

    Wow actually posting some real content for like the first time in a month Been working on this for the past couple days, and finally finished this morning. This is my current Dungeons and Dragons character. I haven't written up much of a backstory for her yet, although I'll probably get that done in the coming days.
  7. So I got an admin position on a Zelda fanpage on Instagram! I'm really excited about it, the others who run it are really fun people ~

  8. Looks pretty lit. I'm not a WoW player myself (I don't have enough cash for that subscription), but I do play a lot of GW2 in my spare time.
  9. Update on my previous status, we managed to find the dog and it's owner. The dog has had all it's shots and whatnot, and all it's paperwork is in order, so I'll be alright c:

    1. Luxifer

      Luxifer

      Yay! Glad you're ok CP!

    2. Primal

      Primal

      That's great! 

    3. PCTheSkitty

      PCTheSkitty

      No rabies shots is certainly a happy ending! Still sucks you got attacked by a dog : P Now we know at least it could have been worse, though.

  10. I got bit by a dog on wednesday and I might have to get rabies shots in 2 days if we can't find the owner and dog ;~; I'm lowkey freaking out right now.

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    2. PCTheSkitty

      PCTheSkitty

      That's horrible! Best of luck not getting any kind of nasty infections and finding the dog.

    3. Spamuhell

      Spamuhell

      Hope you're alright man.

      Seriously hope you find the dog and its owner.

      Rabies shots aren't a fate I'd wish on anyone.

    4. Gruffin77

      Gruffin77

      Well, thankfully I have a mother who works in rabies, take note that if you do find the owner/dog its pretty much you or it. The animal in question must be put down so its head may be used for testing. And if you do get bit by dog if you don't find it or not you should be safe and get the rabies shot. I know this sounds horrible but I have kinda wanted to get so I can see in my mom's lab, they allow patients bit to check out how everything works.

  11. When Phoebe's two fairies began to give Cory looks and she mentioned them often getting worked up and excited over nothing, Cory laughed. "Not to worry, it's nice that your little ones here are actually sociable. That's a very good trait for Pokemon to have". When Abby tugged at Cory's pant leg, he smiled and bent down, giving the creature a small pat on the head before getting up again. "It's not often I get to work with fairies. Would you perhaps let me do some study later on?" he said curiously, without thinking too much about the awkwardness it could have caused. Upon hearing Phoebe's question pertaining to Cory's own Pokemon, he shuffled a little uncomfortably. "Well, I've only got 2 myself. Not like many of the other people here. They're both, well, odd. In pretty much every way you could imagine. I'm not sure if it's the best idea to let them out, at least right now. They aren't exactly discreet little ones". After saying this, he turned to look at Felix, noticing the lumbering Torterra pacing behind him as they walked. "Then again..." he said, turning back to face Phoebe, "It's not like anyone else is really trying to be discreet about things". Cory thought for a few moments before making up his mind. "Eh, why not" he said with a little chuckle before reaching into his left pocket, pulling out two Pokeballs, Ultra Balls to be specific. He tossed them into the air, and with a flash of white light, Guardian and Cobalt materialized in front of him. Cory motioned to his 2 creatures with a wave of the arm. "Phoebe, meet Cobalt" he motioned to the blue-bodied steel type, who levitated, looking around at their surroundings. He then turned to the Golurk. "And this is Guardian, the silent giant. Never speaks a word, and I've never managed to figure out why. They're still a great friend though". Guardian was doing the same as Cobalt, curiously looking at every little thing.
  12. I have no idea why, but this reminds me of when you drew a bunch of character's from one of your other rps, Pokemon: The Legend Whisperers. That was a good time ~
  13. ((This rp has 2 speeds: fast and way too fast. Seriously, when do you guys find the time to post so much?)) Cory gratefully accepted Felix's hand, only realizing after the mistake he had made. The old looking guy had a death grip on his arm as he yanked him to his feet. "Best to remember that" Cory thought to himself with while a pained grin manifested on his face. Shortly after, it became apparent to him that most everyone was moving outside after a complaint had been called in on the rather large and noisy group. "Not surprised we're getting kicked out" Cory said to himself. Before exiting, Cory strolled on over to the receptionist who had been giving them an angry glare all morning. As he approached the desk, her annoyed stare seemed to only intensify. Cory put his arms up in a vague "don't look at me, not my fault" gesture before speaking up. "Excuse me, I left a bag here with you last night when I checked in. Would you happen to have it? We seem to be on our way now". The receptionist smirked a little. "Do you have your ticket?" she asked, all business. Cory turned a shade of white before regaining his colour. "Ticket?" he asked in a slightly panicked tone. "I didn't get a ticket. Or maybe it's in my room. I probably left it there. I'll be back" He began to make for the elevator before the receptionist grabbed him by the sleeve of his labcoat, lifting an orange piece of plastic while doing so. "I remember you from last night. You ran off before you could even take your ticket" She said angrily before disappearing for a few moments in the back of the main desk area. She reappeared with Cory's rather large black leather briefcase, handing it to him and then leaving without a word. After depositing most of his papers from earlier into the briefcase, Cory finally made it out the main lobby doors to see the crowd mingling. Several pokemon were running about, presumably belonging to the others strewn around the small section of street. Cory smiled, a little disheartened at the fact that bringing out Guardian would probably cause some damage to the roads. He could've taken Cobalt out, but it's not like Cobalt would have been particularly interested in meeting new pokemon anyway. That's at least how Cory saw it. Instead, he simply let out a heavy sigh and began to wander, listening in on the occasional conversation around him before finally settling on joining Yuno and Phoebe's conversation. "Abby and Treble, nice names for such pokemon" Cory said while strolling over. He knelt down to the two fair types while putting out his hand as a gesture of approach and kindness. He looked up at Phoebe, Yuno and Misrey. "Very beautiful fairy types you have here. Really rare too. How did you come by them? I'm sure it's a story to tell" he said with a slight laugh. "Name's Cory by the way, Cory Briggs. I'm not sure if I've met many of you yet. Or maybe I did. I've never been very good with remembering people. Too much to remember in life already, I suppose". It was then that Cory's synth ring beeped, startling him and causing him to jump up in surprise. He read the little message that had appeared on the screen. It was detailing some sort of assignment that Chimera corp. had given to them. He was still on edge about the job as a whole: the company had lied to him in order to get him to come on board in the first place. He pushed the thoughts out of his brain quickly, regathering himself after the little surprise. "Well, it seems we have a little task set out for us. If you ask me it's a bit early for this. I thought we'd at least have some more time to get to know the people we're working for. Isn't it strange that they kind of just tell us to get going all mysterious like?" Cory had to stop to take a breath. He'd been spilling questions and information and the three around him were probably overwhelmed. "Sorry, about that little rant, I tend to get carried away sometimes".
  14. From towards the left of the main hotel lobby, a rapid and off beat pounding could be heard distantly through the stairwell, slowly becoming louder as it wore on. Finally, in a burst of noise and rushing air, a young man with a lab coat burst through the stained oak wood door, desperately clutching at several papers and clipboards cradled in his arms. Every so often something would fall from his grasp, forcing him to bend over and pick up whatever fell, only causing more things to come loose from his clutches. All the while, the man had his neck craned to the left, where a cell phone hung loosely wedged between his shoulder and ear. As he slowly shuffled closer to the main gathering, the conversation on the phone became clearer and clearer. "...I'm not saying I'm leaving the company... mhm... no, that's not it. It's just a short excursion, for, uh... scientific progress... what? Slow down and quiet down a bit, you're screaming just a tad... mhm. You see, I'm not the one who reads employees' personal e-mails... no, for the record... yes, yes sir I understand. It's just... What? Fired? Can't we talk a bit more about this some other time... Disgrace to the company?! Well, you're a disgrace to management! Fire me, see if I care! I'll have you know that... Hello? Hello?" Finally with a slightly agitated look, the man slipped the phone from its position on his neck done into the pile of papers in his arms, where he proceeded to hit the hang up button with his nose. While his head was down, he didn't notice that he had arrived in the main area, slipping on the leg of an empty chair. He flew halfway across the floor along with his papers and books, coming to rest at the feet of an older looking man sitting in a red chair. With absolute embarrassment the man looked up with a sheepish grin and introduced himself, flashing the synth ring and fixing his messed up blond hair as he did so. "Uh, hi. I'm Cory. Cory Briggs, Silph biology department, or at least I was until just now. Could you help me up?"
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