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What we need....
#1
What we need is some good ole fashion RPing but, Sadly we haven't done much.
Powered up, Blasters ready, lets do this!
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#2
Oh dear God man, you weren't around in the old days, muahahahahahahaahaha  >Big Grin
It's best to watch a furball collapse, analyzing the movements of the enemy. Watch how they maneuver, when they fire, how they break. Visualize your own attacks against those observations, then go in for the kill. Sometimes, though, you don't get that advantage. It's at these times where you go in guns blazing, but keep your head on a swivel.
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#3
I just got back from vacation but I'm always game for some rp'ing hehehehe
There is no emotion:  There is peace.  There is no ignorance, there is knownledge.  There is no passion, there is serenity.    There is no chaos, there is harmony.   There is no death, there is only the force-jedi code
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#4
*locks Ace into some ventilation shafts* anyone seen then rampant Panda lately? ;D
retirement is bliss Smile
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#5
*Razen is attacked by aforementioned animal, gumming him nearly to death*
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Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.
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#6
AAHH!!!*gummed to death* *Panda deposits Razen corpse in the ventilation shafts in Tank's office*
retirement is bliss Smile
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#7
*as the black and white bear like thing deposits razens unconscious self into the shaft it forgets to shut the door letting Ace out.  as quietly as possible he walks to the edge of Tank's hallway to see if Tank has noticed that the floor is all greased up for the big summer event*
There is no emotion:  There is peace.  There is no ignorance, there is knownledge.  There is no passion, there is serenity.    There is no chaos, there is harmony.   There is no death, there is only the force-jedi code
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#8
Tank walks down the aforementioned hallway, with a sheaf of flimsis in his hands.  He read over them, not paying close attention to his surroundings...


...which was to be his downfall.

Suddenly his booted feet slipped out from under him, and with a yelp of shock and surprise, the Jedi finds himself flying down the hallway, paperwork fluttering in the air behind him like a smoke trail.

"GAAAAH!!! STOP THIS CRAZY THING!!!!"
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Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.
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#9
*Further down the hall, intently studying a purloined copy of Aslan's new rootie receipe, Snoopy doesn't notice the oncoming form of Tank*

WHAM!!

*Tank continues his high velocity slide, while Snoopy, after doing SEVERAL cartwheels in the air, winds up in a crumpled heap on the floor*
Beware my dark side......oh! Hi Dark.
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#10
*Walks by the hallway, noticing the pile of bodies and flimsis, glances at his mop.. and with a deep sigh walks on.
Rebel parts... Imperial parts... All Made on Tatooine!!!
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