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« on: September 10, 2014, 06:01 »
so hey what exactly is the status of this RP? I just noticed it's been like... 2+ weeks since it was initially posted and there's been no other info. Is it still going to start at some point? I'm honestly just curious 8U
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« on: August 30, 2014, 00:30 »
Christ, I havent done small sprite art like this in ages. Attempted Zweilous, though:  
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« on: August 24, 2014, 22:30 »
Name: Toby Kozlov
Age, gender: 19, Male
Looks: 5'6" and very chubby, Toby is not exactly a "catch", nor does he really care. His has plump cheeks, a round noise, and his face is often quite stubbly. He black gauges in his ears that he loves. He has short, dark brown hair that's often slicked back and a little spiky, and rich, deep brown eyes to match. His skin has a light brownness to him, denoting his Moroccan heritage. He has large hands that he usually keeps them shoved into his jacket pockets. His favored outfits are usually heavy hoodies and dark colored jeans, and usually a well-worn pair of sneakers to match. His face is often set in a lightly-annoyed scowl.
Personality: Toby is a very grumpy person. He has a stressed relationship with his family that's often got him on edge and irritable. Snide and quiet, he can usually be spotted on the fringes of the room rolling his eyes and grumbling a little whenever someone makes a comment he deems stupid. Toby's often seen with a cigarette in his mouth, and stress smokes fairly often. Before this bizarre radio incident he used to sell pills and other unsavory goods around his college campus to help pay for school. For all his grumpiness, though, Toby is fond of the people he considers friends and is highly intelligent, especially in his areas of expertise: art history and classic heavy metal, which he could ramble on about for hours in excitement. He dislikes seeing people sad or lost and tries to offer some advice, but he's not really the best at it.
He's never played Pokemon himself, but one of his closer friends did pretty frequently, so he learned a lot about it through friend osmosis. He does love animals, though.
Pokémon Number: Lucky #3!
Pokemon: Slugma - Male (Caravaggio)
Intro post:
I'm high. That's what happened. High or I'm still asleep.
Toby staggered out of his room, combing back his hair with thick fingers and groaning quietly. He had been sound asleep when his radio had kicked on and left him with what had to have been one of the weirdest things he'd ever listened to: his own voice, rambling about new life and a beautiful day and sounding completely out of his damn mind. It'd woken Toby up and left completely baffled, left to assume sometime last night he must have taken some of his own sales materials before going to bed.
He checked his phone, hoping maybe it wasn't just him who'd been woken up by the weird radio message. Sadly, though, the only recent messages he could see was the conversation he'd been having back and forth with B before going to bed, the grumbling and complaining about how he was supposed to go to his mom's house today and pick up some of his stuff she was going to throw out into the street otherwise. Toby frowned, shoving his phone back into his pocket. So he was alone, then. Alone in the early hours of the day and feeling like gravel was stuffed into his eyes. I was supposed to get up early today, he thought bitterly. Well, this time of morning was early, wasn't it?
As he walked into the kitchen, he noted things seemed a bit...eerily quiet. Usually his grandparents could be heard shifting and snoring from their bedroom down the hall, but tonight the world around him seemed dead. He passed by the dining room table, and paused suddenly. "...What the hell?" he whispered, coming over. On the table was some watch-looking device, a high-tech object he knew his grandparents hadn't bought. There was something next to it, a note, too. Meet us at the park.
"...When did I write this?" Toby blinked, brow furrowing as he picked up the machine and turned it over in his hand. The note was in his handwriting. The radio had been in his voice. And now there was....this thing. He felt a bit overwhelmed. God, maybe I should go to the park then. Obviously he wouldn't have written it if it wasn't important. So, carefully shoving the small machine in his pocket, Toby went to the door, still fairly convinced he was a bit under the influence of something or other. He went out in the unnervingly still day, and hoped the walk would clear his head.
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« on: July 17, 2014, 08:57 »
probably like 8.5/10, Robin could probably do some nasty damage but maybe not quite aggressive Batman levels of damage
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« on: June 27, 2014, 22:10 »
good god this topic is giving me so many memories
I just checked on my old account and I joined this site originally in 2006. This site saw the entirety of my middle school years and that is baffling and terrifying to me.
the years of laironlover77 were such a weird time but it was really fun though omg
I'm glad people remember my comics in a positive light! They were fun to do but I just. Stopped after a while because they were really time consuming. I can't believe I did like over a hundred of them. think I only have about 3 or 4 of them still saved on our home desktop because I deleted a bunch of them like as soon as I'd finished them because I was like 13 and really dumb and was like 'i WONT NEED TO SAVE THESE THE INTERNET HAS THEM NOW'
I remember winning the Spriter Award for Best Sprite Comic one year I was so proud
And now my current signature is a homage to my old characters. Dana and Hibiscus liv on i nthe hearts of us all.
I have kind of wanted to maybe draw a comic about them. A lil oneshot throwback. hmmm
christ I remember when the RP board was like crazy busy. That one Thauxan Rebels or whatever was like one of the crown jewels of an actually finished RP. I wonder what ever happened to Faryl?? i thin kthat was her name I lost contact with her years ago
GOD I REMEMBER THE BIG CROSSOVER RP TOO I rped as Superjail characters that RP was 2008 me to the extreme
I remember finishing one RP I started, The Treasure of Exploration. That was great feeling. :,U
sometimes i still look at the like 6 or so metasprites I did and smile I'm proud of those.
Then in like 2011 we had a power outage and I got logged out of my account and couldn't retrieve my password so I basically. Lost laironlover77 forever. Then I made this account and dropped off the face of the forums for like three years
Then finally popped back in in like the middle of January.
It's still really nice to see a lot of my old forum friends are still here! ;u; But damn my heyday was a wild time long live like 2007-2009.
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« on: June 27, 2014, 21:31 »
Tumblr is where I spend pretty much all of my time. It's where I put up my art and have lots of friends and over the last few years I've really just gotten super absorbed in it 8U i also have a facebook that i really only use if i need to contact like. old high school friends. FB is kind of boring idk dfjhdfg also on a few other sites like dragcave (man, remember dragcave), flight rising (i'm obsessed with coatls help me), deviantart and a couple rp sites
also here obviously
ayyy yeah Flight Rising fans! I'm also on there pretty frequently, rambling about my dumb dragons n makin them look pretty and stuff.
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« on: June 25, 2014, 05:42 »
whoa hey qu! 8U good to see you back congrats on graduating college
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« on: June 25, 2014, 05:34 »
Anna folded her arms, puffing out her chest, "I'll stay with you guys as long as I need! You guys don't deserve to treated like...criminals! It's awful!" She cried, nodding to drive home her point and determination. Rush glanced at her and had to smile a little at her strong will. Things were sounding pretty grim for him and the other Morphs, so support was really nice.
When Art went and came back a few moments later explaining only five people could go investigate the ruins of the laboratory. He sat down and let out a heavy sigh, "Well, count me out of that." He remarked, "With my luck I'd just get a headache even trying to lift any heavy rubble." He rubbed his temples as he spoke, "Also, I'm not the most inconspicuous looking of us." He flicked his sunglasses down, blinking his compound eyes.
Anna pursed her lips and nodded at her new Yanmega morph friend, "Well, if Art and Chris are going, that's two right there." She looked around, "Maybe I'll stay here? Especially if Rush is going to stay...'Sides, there's a lot of us, so us who hang back won't be too lonely!"
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« on: June 18, 2014, 08:19 »
Anna eagerly dragged Rush inside as soon as the door was opened, and soon after the two were sitting on the couch amongst the others, as their host soon explained to the the reason they'd been gathered.
Rush leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes widening behind his sunglasses. "We're getting...blamed..." he said quietly, trying to take it all in. So the constant pain he was in was the result of trying to breed some kind of perfect disease curing body. He gritted his teeth a bit. Obviously that didn't work. He took the time to view the others in the room, eyes catching on the young man leaning against the wall and looking rather deep in thought. Something in his appearance seemed insectoid to Rush, and he almost smiled. Another Bug morph, maybe..?
Anna, meanwhile, frowned deeply. "That's so unfair!" She cried "You guys didn't even do anything! And now they're going to try and kill you?" She was almost red in the face, heavily upset with what she was hearing. She turned her head suddenly, listening to another girl who'd spoke up, suggesting there was maybe proof somewhere to claim the morph's innocence, "Y..yeah! What she said!" Anna said, pointing, "There's gotta be some record somewhere in all that rubble!"
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« on: June 17, 2014, 07:13 »
Clipper caws loudly, before taking off into the sky, "Come along, friends!" He cried as he shot off after Leon, a black blur. Damien grunted a little, before starting to jog after the very speedy horse. Stupid showoff bird, he couldn't help but think, still a bit bitter over the crow distracting him from hitting that target yesterday.
Within a few moments Clipper had accumulated quite a bit of momentum in the air, and soon was soaring above and ahead of Leon and the horse. Black wings beating, he fell back a bit, a few yards above boy and equine. Quickly he cawed down to him, assuring him he was setting to work. Then, he began to search, keen eyes scanning the area for any sign of the mustached man they were searching for. He flew forward a little, head twitching to and fro.
Suddenly, the crow's eyes caught sight of something. There, at the edge of the next field over, there appeared to be some scraggly looking trees. And..and near those trees, Clipper could spy...a person! He thought so, anyway, it was hard to tell with the horse that appeared to be towering over what he had spotted. Still though, he couldn't help but think he'd found his target. Drooping down in the sky, Clipper adjusted his flight so he was now flying neck and neck with Leon and the horse, "Wayleon!" He called, "I believe I may have spotted Villers! Please, follow me!" With that, he flew forward, heading for the dead looking trees he had spied.
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« on: June 16, 2014, 20:56 »
Damien listened to Leon's explanation as he brought the rather scraggly horse over. He shrugged, "Sorry dude, not a big horse fan, so you won't be gettin much help from me." he eyed the equine and stepped back a little, "Always kinda found them a little...weird looking." He sucked in a breath of the fresh pastoral air, and folded his arms.
Clipper, meanwhile, snapped to attention, the bird hopping onto his gray feet and letting out a caw. "Oh, Oh, I might have an idea!" He chirped, the red light on his collar flickering on and off frantically, "I may not be a horse, but I still have wings!" For emphasis, the crow launched himself upwards, doing a spiral in the air and landing gently back down on the grass, "Perhaps I could lead the hunt from the air? I could spot Mr. Villers, and then lead you right to him!" He clicked his beak, feathers ruffling in his excitement, "Brilliance and spying from the skies was my specialty back in my time period!"
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« on: June 16, 2014, 07:13 »
Anna gasped as she suddenly saw two of the others who'd come to their destination approach the door and knock.
"Look! They're going in," She said, pointing as the door opened and the other people (a girl and what looked like some kind of Umbreon person, Anna noted) were quickly ushered inside.
Rush made a small noise of acknowledgement. He was rubbing circles into him palms with his thumbs, keeping his mind off the aches coming from his wings. They were tucked safely around his close, but the skin from where they burst still felt tender and pained. He didn't know how much he really wanted to do this, go through with it and knock on the door, but he had to say not much. He kind of just wanted to lie down for a while.
Suddenly, though, the Yanmega morph felt himself being tugged, and he looked down and saw, through a thousand different views, Anna tugging him towards the door. "What..what are you doing?" He yelped, stumbling forward and nearly tripping over his long legs.
"Going to the door, what's it look like, silly?" Anna giggled, "You got an invitation to come here, and those guys already did it, so let's do it too!" Rush and almost fell over. Righting himself in her grasp, he didn't take the time to remind her that, yes, he was invited, and technically she wasn't. He doubted that would stop the energetic girl.
Soon, they were at the door of the house, and Anna was already knocking frantically. "Hello? Hellooo!! I have a boy here who got your letterr!" She called. Rush busied himself with adjusting his sunglasses and trying to ignore the headache he felt brewing in the back of his head. He had to admit, he was a little curious as to how this was going to play out.
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« on: June 14, 2014, 19:35 »
Depends on the Pokemon. Like with Giratina I gotta keep a space open for Shadow Force, but other moves I don't really care as much about and don't keep on the moveset, like Shift Gear or something
What's your favorite time of day?
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« on: June 14, 2014, 08:26 »
I do love the wings on your avvy a lot omg
also that ADORABLE vulpix in your sig i WONDER what great people did that MMMMMMM c;
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« on: June 11, 2014, 09:21 »
Your signature made me giggle, hehe vuv
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