Allamorph

[quote name='Premonition][COLOR="1234"']Allamorph I'm sorry for the hanging text. Really I am. I just tend to forget to contin-[/COLOR][/quote] [FONT=Arial][I]*sigh*[/I] Nevermind. :animesmil [quote name='Premonition][COLOR="1234"']I'm not some immature little bugger with an happy-go-lucky mind. I've grown up a bit more due to my closet-confusion-catastrophe, that's when I had to deal with the whole 'ur gay, ur such a *** LOLZ!!!!!!!!111!!1!!!' Dealing with such immature remarks as that has helped me now.[/COLOR][/quote] Hey, never said ya were. :animesmil Just, maturity does come with age, and even though I'm giving you this stuff now, I ain't as grown up as I'll be, either. I didn't bother with that kind of stuff, though, 'cause I saw the futility and irrelevance. It'll happen for me if it happens; I ain't gonna help it, but I ain't gonna stop it if it happens, either. :p Long and short, none o' this'll make much of a nevermind years down the road. Might be fun, might be stuff you'll have enjoyed, but it won't be defining who you are. Ya feel me? [B]Edit:[/B] [quote name=''[Sound_Nin]'][COLOR=Navy][FONT=Book Antiqua]Okay now, THIS is my last post.[/FONT'][/COLOR][/quote] Anyone wanna open a book on it? :p[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Having had a month of play time (give or take the days I decided real life was more important), I'll go ahead and agree with you, even if I think you're exaggerating things [I]just[/I] a tiny bit. And yes, the gameplay is [I]quite[/I] different, although it feels kind of similar when using the Gamecube controllers. All the characters are bigger?either that, or Rainbow Cruise and Hyrule Temple are smaller. I think I said that earlier, though if not, I should have. Oh, and before I forget, Marth's sword is shorter. I thought it was just my skills and the game's newness that caused me to suffer while playing him, but it is definitely shorter, and it frills with one's head. I retract my earlier opinion that it doesn't make a difference; it does. It feels like you're striking with his wrist, almost, instead of his rapier. By contrast, Ike's sword is ridiculously long. I mean seriously. I was under the impression that the [I]show[/I] was two and a half men, and the [I]sword[/I] was man-and-a-half. Apparently I got it backwards. :p [/bad joke] Can't wait to play it in English, though.[/FONT]

[quote name='Premonition][COLOR="1234"']Sorry to bring this argument back, but I'm 14, I DONT KNOW how to handle these things like you guys. Don't like these advice threads? Oh well, you'll get over it.[/COLOR][/quote] [FONT=Arial]And the best thing you can do, as the sane people have said before, is just relax and don't worry about it. It ain't the end of the world, man, and it ain't worth your time trying to figure out this boy/girlfriend stuff. Like you said, you're fourteen, and you shouldn't feel pressured to do anything significant yet. Sure, people got married at that age a long time ago, but then the life expectancy was much shorter. More to the point, though, they were almost exclusively [I]arranged marriages[/I], and not something the kids had a choice over. I knew four people?two couples?who stayed together through middle and high school, and they're both broken up now. So although I will repeat the "don't sweat it" stuff, my [U]personal[/U] advice is to not even bother with "relationships" until you and your peers mature more. Late high school, or even early twenties. Also, as you get older you'll learn to ignore the idiots who think they can talk to people. If someone starts makin' a ruckus over little things, it's probably not important. And you still have that hanging text there, bucko. :p[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]The idea itself isn't exactly new, though it hasn't been done before. I know there was a bit of in-depth discussion of the idea some time before you joined, [COLOR="DarkRed"]Inculta[/COLOR]. Not sure what ever happened to it. :p Anyway, I'll give you the [URL="http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=57531"][COLOR="Blue"]link[/COLOR][/URL] to the old thread so you can see some of the ideas that came up and what; you know, get your brain a-thinkin', not that I expect you to just look at all that stuff and chuck it in your wagon. Fair warning, it [I]does[/I] get a bit ... complicated, so if you find yourself averse to that sort of thing.... :p[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Oi, oi, oi! What's with the mixing of players and characters, here? Let's keep the personalities disassociated and what, neh? :p Although, [COLOR="DarkRed"]Rev[/COLOR], I would [I]love[/I] to see her try. ([SIZE="1"]Not that it'd do her any good....[/SIZE])[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Last I checked, that list is still accurate?'cept for Harvey switches to more Venture, but that's really irrelevant, since none of the anime slots are gone. [I]*fingers crossed*[/I][/FONT]

[QUOTE='[Sound_Nin]'][COLOR=Navy][FONT=Book Antiqua]... but what if you need to look something up? Do they make you get a book? How medieval![/COLOR] [/FONT][/QUOTE] [FONT=Arial][I]HEY!!![/I] :animeangr [SIZE="1"](rasser-frassin' yung'uns with their rasser-frassin' computers and their rasser-frassin' internets....)[/SIZE] :p[/FONT]

Do Ya As Nathan watched the sleeping form of his companion, he was reminded again of his old partner from centuries ago. Nathan wasnâ??t exactly certain why he had made the connection; the two shinigami were almost complete opposites, except for their bond and their ferocity in combat. But if Adrian had indeed spent the past few centuries in fear of his gift being discovered, then perhaps.... Thinking too long on his friend brought back memories that Nathan would rather have had lain dormant, though, and one stood sentry better when one was relaxed, so the preoccupied shinigami rose, drew his scythe from the loop at his side and began a simple, flowing kata. And as his weapon sliced the air in familiar arcs and passes and his steps took him to the center of the open room, his frustration dropped away into peaceful silence, his senses extending far beyond the walls of his new ally's apartment. -------------------- Alex brightened visibly at the familiar's entrance. "Hi, Isen!" he said, more enthusiastically than he'd meant to sound. "I was starting to—" "My, what a pleasant tsurprisse!" the vampire beamed. "Tse lady of tse housse returns to grace uss wiss her presence!" Isen held her cold gaze. "What are you doing, Victor?" "Why, me?" Victor made an innocent gesture. "I was merely playing host while tse master of tse house wass away. Tsurely tsat iss not unreasonable? After all, as his closest friend, I—" Isen sneezed violently. "I'm sorry," she said, ignoring Victor's raised eyebrow. She shook her head. "I'm allergic to bullshit." Victor threw a hand to his heart. "Oh! You injure me tso, my lady! And here I have never treated you wiss anytsing but respect. Tsurely your heart cannot be tso cruel." The feline gave him a long stare. "Quite," she said evenly. She looked away. "Alexander, Nall," she began, as if she'd just entered the room, "I think we should be going now; I have something to speak to you about." "Oh?" inquired Victor. "But can you not tspeak on it here? It would be much more convenient, I tsink." The silver cat shot him a hard look. "No." She turned back to the other two. "Let's go," she declared; immediately she lifted off the counter and vanished through the wall, and Alex rushed to follow, Nall quietly twitting him from his shoulder. -------------------- When Adrian came to, Nathan was on the other side of him, facing the glass doors in silence. He felt Astera waking beside him, and he stood, joining the blue man. "Your door's broken," Nathan decided. "Yeah," Adrian agreed. "The bastard crashed right through it." Nathan's brows knitted. "You should probably get that fixed." "Sure," said Adrian, scratching his head, "but that's gonna take some time, and—" "You might want to stand back," Nathan continued. Adrian complied, confused. As he began to formulate a question, Nathan raised his left hand and aimed it at the intact door; the glass blew violently apart, shattering outwards towards the balcony. Before Adrian could yell, they halted their flight and hovered in place. "Now," said Nathan, "let me show you a little something." As Adrian watched, blue fire began to play around the glass shards in the air and on the door frame. Nathan kept his hand in place, but his expression became more concentrated, and the pieces responded, floating backwards one by two by three into place in the door. With each dozen pieces that reset, blue fire raced along the cracks in the glass, and the fractures vanished, until the shinigami were looking at a whole glass door again. "What the hell was that?" Adrian asked, half in respect. "A little something I discovered while playing around one day," Nathan responded. "Reinforces it, too; I'd like to see a vampire come through that." "So it's stronger now?" "Well, yeah, but it also kept fire in it, so if anybody does break in...." He grinned. "Nasty surprise, that one." Adrian nodded. "You're not kidding." He glanced at Nathan. "But why didn't you just fix the other door?" "Well," Nathan replied, "That kinda thing doesn't do much good with just the one side. Besides, you should know how to do that sort of thing, so I thought I'd show you before you did it yourself." Surprised, Adrian protested for a few minutes, but Nathan was set on the outcome, so Adrian finally agreed to attempt the feat. He listened to Nathan's quick instructions, then closed his eyes and raised his hand, concentrating. At first, nothing happened. Adrian frowned and redoubled his efforts, and gradually glass splinters rose from the carpet and the balcony and began moving delicately back into place in the door frame. Behind him, Nathan watched the process with a careful eye, his fingers quivering as he provided the barest hint of assistance. Eventually the door was finished, though one or two small cracks remained—which Nathan promptly smoothed out. Astera, who had by this time woken up completely, hovered silently behind her partner. "Excellent," Nathan said. "Darn good for a first try." He grinned. "You two about ready to go?" The reaper and his faerie said yes, and Nathan nodded. "All right then. Let's do it; I'll open the path. "Fair warning, though," he added. "We won't be using the Gate, so the trip might feel a little different. Hang on."

[FONT=Arial]I was actually talking with [COLOR="DarkRed"]indi[/COLOR] not too long ago about basically the same thing. The only thing I didn't like was that we'd lose a lot of what we already had here. Granted, the stuff worth keeping from this thread can always be reposted; I just wasn't sure it was worth the bother. But no, I [I]would[/I] like to see the underground have an actual player in control of the OP. That way someone can do editing when [I]relevant[/I] [I]*cough*[/I] information needs to be added. :p That, and this game [I]does[/I] need a spring cleaning.[/FONT]

[quote name='Felix Freeman][SIZE=1]as for [B][U] my[/B][/U'] post, I'm just going to have Marcus drive home, leave a bussiness card at the door of the library and come across a disgruntled Eiyaga[/SIZE][/quote] [FONT=Arial]Don't worry about her; she's in my hands now. (Well, mine and Andrew's.)[/FONT]

[quote name='PutoFace][FONT=Franklin Gothic Medium][SIZE=2][COLOR=seagreen]Hence the name PutoFace. XD[/COLOR][/SIZE'][/FONT][/quote] [FONT=Arial]Messy, messy! :p[/FONT]

[quote name='Allamorph'][FONT=Arial]I love how all these smart-ass monikers of mine end up sticking with everybody. :D[/FONT][/QUOTE] [FONT=Arial]Couldn't have said it better myself.[/FONT]

[SIZE="1"][align=justify]She’d slept later than she’d meant to—not that she was surprised, after exercising her ability so thoroughly the previous evening. Her chatty nature was probably partially inspired by the mild lightheadedness she’d felt after finishing, and she’d crashed as soon as she’d hit the pillow, sleep enveloping her in a dark, warm blanket of dreamless rest. This morning she felt amazing, and before she had even stood up she’d almost decided on two or three new additions to her landscape. She also wanted another walk, but not in the same sense as she had yesterday. That had been to clear her head, and let out some frustration; today, she wanted something more brisk and refreshing. Glancing out the window told her the rain hadn’t stopped yet, which dampened her spirits a little. It was Saturday; she had hoped it’d been sunny, or at least overcast, but she had umbrellas, so her plans wouldn’t be altering. She dressed herself in a simple buttoned blouse and loose jeans, slipped on her sneakers, and went downstairs. Her guest noticed her when she was almost at the bottom. [B]“Mornin’, love!” [/B]he greeted her exuberantly, leaping to his feet. He bounced lightly on the balls of his feet. [B]“Have a good sleep?”[/B] [B]“Yes...,”[/B] she started, giving him a curious look. [B]“Have ... have you been–”[/B] [B]“Doing this all night?” [/B] Andras shrugged. [B]“No, I did a few laps about three this morning.”[/B] He grinned broadly. [B]“Had to scare off the burglars and all.” [/B] His quip was rewarded with a small giggle. [B]“So,” [/B]he continued, clapping his hands together, [B]“what now? It’s a beautiful day outside—well, mostly,”[/B] he corrected himself, grimacing at the view outside. [B]“Shame; I was about to suggest a walk.”[/B] Adrienne smiled and glanced down, brushing a bit of stray hair behind her ear. [B]“Actually, that’s exactly what I was planning on doing.”[/B] [B]“You don’t say!”[/B] said Andras, eyes brightening. [B]“Well then, what are we waiting for?”[/B] [B]“I was going to have breakfast first....”[/B] [B]“Aww, nuts,”[/B] he dismissed happily, making for the door. [B]“We can grab it on the way!” [/B] He snagged her coat from the day before—a long dark-green sweater shrug—and caught up his own in his other hand. [B] “Come on,”[/B] he entreated, crossing the room to deliver her garment, [B]“humor me.”[/B] [CENTER]---------------------------[/CENTER] They’d stopped at a small diner Adrienne knew of, conveniently in the opposite direction from Bruce’s, and continued rambling while enjoying the other’s company. Adie’s umbrella was just big enough for the both of them to crowd under, but it was a gentle rain, so neither minded a small bit of wet. They passed a few other people on the streets, including a dour-looking goth with his hands thrust furiously in his pockets; Andras had sniggered after they’d gone a bit past him, making an irreverent comment involving wrists and razors. Adrienne had laughed, despite voicing her disapproval. Andras had been in the middle of regaling her with what she’d assumed was an exaggerated recount of one of his past exploits, when he’d faltered mid-sentence and pulled up short, staring oddly into the entrance of an alley they were passing. Confused, Adrienne stopped and followed his gaze. Halfway down the alley, a woman lay naked in scattered frozen pools of water and blood, her head lolling to the side, oozing from what seemed to be a fresh wound. Ugly red stress lines ran up and down her body, marring her otherwise attractive skin, and the odd bone stuck out from her limbs. Her hair was matted with blood and clung to her face in tangled strands, and where her left eye should have been was instead a gruesome blotch of scarred flesh. Adie gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. [B] “Oh my gosh!” [/B] She darted forward. [B]“...umm,”[/B] Andras agreed intelligently. He followed a few paces behind, watching cautiously as his charge knelt over the prone figure. [B]“She’s hurt!” [/B]Adrienne called. Remembering her CPR classes, she leaned forward, stretching a hand down to feel for a pulse. The woman’s head jerked around, her chest heaving a great lungful of air, her eye snapping into focus on Adrienne’s face. She lunged upward, grasping at Adie’s neck. The artist recoiled with a dismayed cry, dropping the umbrella as she tumbled backward. [B]“Hey!” [/B]Andras shouted as the startled Adie crawled backwards, trying to keep distance between herself and the clumsily advancing woman. [B]“What the hell’s going on?”[/B] He strode forwards to intervene. The woman sensed his approach and, struggling to her feet, she changed directions, intercepting Andras and grabbing his head in both hands, almost assaulting him with a violent kiss. Surprised, he shook himself free and jumped backwards nearly fifteen feet. [B]“Easy there, love,” [/B]he said, confused. The woman stumbled, but retained her balance and returned her attention to the now standing and very nervous Adrienne. [B] “Please,” [/B]she panted, her breath thick and heady. [B] “Have to....” [/B] She took a tentative step forward. Adrienne’s flinched, her eyes clenching shut, her arms coming up defensively; light exploded in front of the woman’s face, and she reeled, her legs tangling underneath her, sending her crashing back to the asphalt. She lay there for a few seconds, obviously disoriented, only her left hand supporting her, her eye glazed. Adie collapsed against the alley wall, sinking to the ground in relief. [B]“Okay,” [/B]said Andras slowly. [B]“Now what?”[/B] [B]“I don’t know,”[/B] Adrienne replied, sounding almost on the verge of tears. [B]“I mean, she’s hurt. I – I don’t feel right just leaving her here.”[/B] She sighed a ragged breath. [B]“But the only place we could take her is....”[/B] Andras nodded. [B]“Yeah.” [/B] He thought for a moment. [B]“Maybe she just needs some time to get her head back together,”[/B] he offered, rubbing his lips. [B]“I mean, at the very least....”[/B] Adie returned the nod, and Andras stepped forward, starting to slip out of his coat. [B]“Wait,”[/B] Adrienne started, [B]“what are you doing?”[/B] Andras paused. [B]“Well, we can’t have her running around undressed like that,”[/B] he replied. [B]“Lady’s gotta have a small bit of decency, you know.”[/B] Adie jumped to her feet.[B] “Oh, but then we should use mine!”[/B] she exclaimed, whipping her arm out of a sleeve. [B]“Hunh?”[/B] [B]“Well, it’s longer and warmer, and–”[/B] she gestured to him [B]“–and, well, yours barely goes past your waist!”[/B] [B]“Oh. Right.” [/B] He watched as she draped her shrug over the woman, who appeared to be attempting to regain her footing again. [B]“Then at th’ very least,” he went on, “you should take mine.”[/B] [B]“But—”[/B] Andras shook his head. [B]“I have to insist,”[/B] he said kindly, grinning. [B]“It’s the gentleman in me, remember?”[/B] [B]“Oh ... okay.” [/B] Adrienne acquiesced and took the proffered coat, and Andras bent down and picked up the dazed woman. Evidently she understood part of what was going on, for she clung to his neck immediately, though her eye remained unfocused. [B]“All right, then,”[/B] he declared, [B]“let’s get going. Don’t forget your umbrella.”[/B] [B]“Oh, and we should probably make this quick,”[/B] he added, wincing as teeth sunk into his shoulder. He sent a quick jolt through his burden, and she relaxed her grip. [B]“I think she might be a feisty one.”[/B][/align][/SIZE]

[FONT=Arial]I am remarkably unobservant. :p There are six 'A's: two pair fore, one aft. How coincidental. [/spam][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]That, and it sounded better than The Vowels, which it will shortly become. Too bad [I]someone[/I] had to ruin it with a [I]consonant[/I]. :p[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]And yes, I asked her to keep the scythe. It was too convenient to lose. And for the record: [CENTER]Holy. Shit.[/CENTER][/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I know these aren't really "classic", but perhaps [B]The Hardy Boys[/B] / [B]Nancy Drew[/B], and/or their various crossovers (which did happen) might make for some amusing entertainment. It could be the anime version of Scooby Doo. :p[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]For the record, happenstance will smile upon Eiyaga come my next post. Per request. [SIZE="1"][insert some unnecessarily bad pun about the A squad][/SIZE][/FONT]

[quote name='8bit][FONT="Tahoma"][COLOR="DimGray"](Fifteen days until [the US release of] Brawl!)[/FONT'][/COLOR][/quote] [FONT=Arial]Fix'd. [INDENT]:p[/INDENT][/FONT]

[quote name='Pumpkin'][size=1][color=#CC0066]Wow, I didn't expect such a long thread about...waffles. Interesting...but yea I guess you could say I like waffles. Not much more to it, besides waffles and butter taste good. .......ya.[/size][/color][/QUOTE] [FONT=Arial]Amen, sistah, [I]preach[/I] it! 'Cause people, we got to go [I]outside[/I] and [I]tell[/I] the world! We got to [I]bring[/I] them in so they may par[I]-take[/I] of the waffle that is the [I]Lawd's[/I] sal-[I]va[/I]-tion; let forgiveness [I]cover[/I] their sins like [I]rich[/I], [I]warm[/I] maple syrup, let them [I]feel[/I] the buttah of the Holy Spirit [I]melt[/I] across them, so they may be showered with His [I]grace[/I] that rains down like powdered [I]sugah[/I] over their lives! 'Cause the world is [I]hungry[/I] for the Lawd, people! Hungry like they just woke up on [I]Saturday[/I] mo-nin' with their mouths waterin', 'cause they can smell the sweet a-[I]ro[/I]-ma of [I]truth[/I] comin' outta God's kitchen as he prepares the food for their spirit! (Somebody hit me, noowwww....)[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I am reminded of Raving Rabbids. :p Very nicely done.[/FONT]

[quote name='Premonition][COLOR="darkred"']Anyways, this problem is resolved as of now, but keep the help comming, it's well apreciated.[/COLOR][/quote] [FONT=Arial]What, is it over already? It's been, like, a total of [I]eight hours!![/I] Oh, yeah, I remember now. We'd fight and make up in twenty seconds back in kindergarten. :p Boy, those were the days. Those were the normal, good-natured, angsty-less days..... [B]Edit:[/B] Oh, and fix your sig, you sloppy kid. :p You got yourself some dangling text, there....[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Ah! but I am happy. And so I must brag somewhere. But not about me, per sé. [CENTER][URL="http://s2.supload.com/free/SiegfriedAlla.png/view/"][IMG]http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z158/Allamorph/Wallpaper/KimmehDesktopth.png[/IMG][/URL][/CENTER] [COLOR="DarkRed"]KimmehWolfwood[/COLOR], you are made of win. ([I]Gods[/I], this is so pretty.)[/FONT]

[COLOR=#EDEDED]/[/COLOR] [FONT=Arial][U][B]namedropping[/B][/U] – [I]n.[/I] the act of dropping names, usually done as an attempt to boost status; ex.: [I]"The real crime is [U]namedropping[/U] such mediocre items as MD and C&C...."[/I] I think our cafeteria is serving waffles tomorrow morning. Hooray, -ish.[/FONT]

[CENTER][IMG]http://www.smashbros.com/en_us/characters/images/hidden05/hidden05_080222f-l.jpg[/IMG] [FONT="Arial"]Move over, Richard Simmons! There's a new fitness star in town! Time for a workout, Brawl style![/FONT][/CENTER]