epidemic broke eric's spikes and made them apart of himself Epidemic: tell me your powers eric? ooc: post as many times as you can ^^
it's a wacky world we live in. maybe someday it will be revived. it won't be the same however.
epidemic: well then, lets find out epidemic lunged with his spiked arm.
every great thing must fall. we simply wish to deny that fact because of the pain it causes us.
amen brother.
epidemic: at least i don't jump from emotionless to badger-in-my-pants insane in a blink of an eye. The better question is what does it take to kill you? ooc: tell me when you're gone k?
i think that is the same with most of us. i think you are talking about reboot.
epidemic: i am merely the device used to direct the director's wishes. i am the one to usher in the new dawn. i am the epidemic. i am the cure.
epidemic's skin crawled until the spikes were pertruding from this left arm epidemic: why thank you for your most generous gift
the flesh around the wounds began to constrict and crush the spikes epidemic: then i will just wear your body as my own then.
epidemic lifted up his arm and let the blade gore a huge chunk out of his arm. however, the edges of his wound clamped down on eric's blade arm as if it was biting it. and then the virus rang out anew
i like it because of the funny situations and the saturation of violence.
ooc: why don't you just email it?
ooc: nah dude, im gone for the rest of the weekend starting 9 hr. from now bic: epidemic: you honestly think you are going to shred me? your weapon is a bloody pulp and you can barely stand without throwing up.
ooc: i mean yoga into the basic form and oh yeah, epidemic is stayen for the slayen.
i say that it is a rather interesting rp, but you have to tell me the races.
ooc: they can yoga into shape
ooc: lol kinda hard to run while someone has your leg bic: cannon took the shape of a giant mace.
ooc: standing works Epidemic: interesting, the rage machine is back on it's feet. Here. epidemic threw cannon to eric Epidemic: have some fun.
ooc: what song?
