Felicity

Well. Smart arses.

First, bring back the cows.

Mmmmk, I'm thinking of some Fabulous ideas to diversify my guy. That said, I wish for my starter to be Cottonee. That is the extent of my team thus far

"Pfffft, that wasn't a scuffle, it was a clash between two titans of awesomeness! Or, at least one titan of awesomeness."Roy said, a grin plastered on his dumb face. "So, that big*ss place up there was Castle Tempest huh?"

Win for Aurora.

Darius was starting to get pissed. What that said about his patience, he could not say, but needless to say, when what seemed like Every omnipotent force in the fucking universe seemed intent on causing strife he did not enjoy it. Darius ran over, signalling the Naga to get medical aid, and checked the newly proclaimed God slayers pulse. "Come on mate, you're hardier than this."

Apple-chan PWB-Senpai

It tries to start off really creepy, but turns into a twisted fighter, like an edgy fairy tail in that everyone has their own unique shtick that they have to fight with. The plots good, and the main character turns into a BOSS, but that's in the manga for now.

So, Tokyo ghouls been fun, but I've heard that it stops at 12 eps. That said, I went ahead and read the manga, and I seriously don't know how they're gonna end off the last ep in the series. Furthermore, if they DON'T make a 2nd season, imma be shocked.

newp. Val

Something about the multiverse. There could be another me who is not here typng this very sentence, but is actually off getting smashed.

Renewed by the silver light, and jarred into action by Sinbads words, Darius dashed to help remove the rubble. Whilst digging, he yelled to the Naga. "We need some help here!"

This looks very interesting. For the antagonists name, the "Team" shtick is a staple in pokemon, but why not take a step away from that? It certainly opens up more possibilities for you to expand on the organisation. For E4 types, probably Normal. Dunno why. Morality choices are always a good idea in a story on the whole, and more so in an RP from what i've gathered. It allows people to create more characters than just the good guys. yes, keep the threads seperate, you could do what Strat is planning, and act as a relay between the 2 groups whenever they encounter each other. For a remark, please, please, please condense this somehow. It's a fuckton to remember, and that opens up the possibilities for bugger upsand misunnderstandings.

Darius staggered over to the fire, hoping dearly that it really would help with his wounds. He had been fortunate up to now to not be wounded to such an extent, and it was an experience he was hoping not to repeat. Darius could dream. He sat by the fire, waiting for the fire to do it's work. "So, Snake people, a being powerful enough to do alla' that and a talking spear. It's like the start of a bad joke..."

...I wanna be kiddynappled... ...Zeph...

Darius had been dazed, the blood loss and the pressure of the situation dazing him. His side was bleeding, though it seemed he could go for a while without needing immediate medical attention. Or, that's what he hoped, what he needed to be true. With great effort, Darius pulled the Gods rapier from his side, immediately putting pressure on the wound to stem the bleeding. With one arm occupied, he could not use his bastard sword, so he took a stance using the Rapier, though nowhere near as effective as he wished he could, and took a stance to defend Zollivar whilst he worked. He noticed Sinbad had not taken action yet. "Sinbad, we need you to prove your boasting to be more than that, preferably RIGHT FUCKING NOW" He roared.

Darius was intensely focused on everything around him, and when Marcellos came charging at He and Gideon, he knew what had to be done. Before Gideon could react, Darius intercepted Marcellos, taking a savage blow to the abdomen in the process, using his sword and armored body to defend Gideon, forcing the god into a lock. Struggling against the sheer strength of the God, Darius forced out his words through gritted teeth "Gideon, I need some help here!"

I do, Milk drinker

I liked Jerry... Vinny?

((Damn dude, if this was anyone but Darius...) Silent tears streamed down Darius' face. As he saw the horrific actions unfold, he could feel his heart almost tearing in two... Almost. Seeing the murder unfold was horrific torture, but it also served to remind him of his resolve. He was unable to save her, the sins of ignorance and absence weighing heavily on his soul, but he could find the two bastards and bring them to justice. This resolve, this oath to his sister was all that kept him intact. God help the man who put Darius in this vision. His voice was barely hoarse whisper. "Cease this vile working now, or I will tear your heart out, so that you may feel a fraction of what you have done to me this day. This, by the Name of Darius Renalim, is my vow, and I will spend my life and onward to fulfil it."

I prefer to think of myself as Satans northern counterpart.

Darius could not stand by and watch this happen. He drew his Sword, holding it with two hands, ready to charge. "Stop what you are doing now." The tone of his voice left no room for argument.