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Maybe he's on bad terms with an Epic in Central Mexico, stemming back to something he calls The Hatch Chili Hairspray Incident. Mere mention of this Incident in his presence is an instant death sentence. :P

 

What Happened in Mexico... is too strange to be believed, even on this sub-forum. :P

 

As a tantalizing hint though, El Brass Bullish Dude would have been the primary antagonist.

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What Happened in Mexico... is too strange to be believed, even on this sub-forum. :P

As a tantalizing hint though, El Brass Bullish Dude would have been the primary antagonist.

I don't know why, but every time I try to picture scenes from WHIM, the dialogue sounds like it was lifted from Nathan and Sam's unwritten Mafia movie. :mellow:

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Maybe he's on bad terms with an Epic in Central Mexico, stemming back to something he calls The Hatch Chili Hairspray Incident. Mere mention of this Incident in his presence is an instant death sentence. :P

It´s the one and only time Steelheart wore an Afro :P ... or he simply wants to prove his independence.

 

What Happened in Mexico... is too strange to be believed, even on this sub-forum. :P

 

As a tantalizing hint though, El Brass Bullish Dude would have been the primary antagonist.

"Steelheart you do not have the brass to stop me."

"Don´t think of yourself to higly little Epic."

"This will be you downfall mister balls of steel, I shall leave you to my minion: El Brass Bullish Haidresser!"

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Are there better uses for my time than ponifying Mocha Maxima? Certainly.

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Somehow none of them are quite as satisfying.

If there were a sombrero option in the creator I'd ponify El Brass Bullish Dude. :P

Somehow you managed to give a cartoon pony the universal "I want to speak to your manager" look. (I recognized it from the groans of a thousand customer service employees that went up when I saw her picture. :P)

(It's an awesome pony. :D)

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Huh. I have an Epic named after Zethes (One of the sons of Boreas). But he's just a speed and flying Epic.

 

Are all these Epics on the Google Doc somewhere or do you just have them? I can't remember seeing this one.

 

Cool. Here's Blackwave conducting a (canon) Job interview. (No, Canon isn't meant to be a pun. There' unfortunately no Cannons)

 

Blackwave crouched down to look in the man’s eyes. “You really sure you want to join my Crew?”

 

The man, hesitated, glancing over his shoulder at the burning city, then nodded. Blackwave grinned and stood up. the two Mariners pulled the kneeling man to his feet. “Alright then. I’ll let you join me crew if you do something for me.”

 

“I’ll do anything, err, m’Lord?” The man’s eyes went from side to side at his captors.

 

“Captain will do. Now, do you see my crew?” The man nodded. “ They’re a right fearsome bunch of Pirates. But they’re all too good at their jobs. Not a one of them have taken a blade to the eye. And I’ve always wanted a crewmember with an Eyepatch. That’s classical Piracy right there.” The man stiffened, as he realized what Blackwave was going to require. “So, I’ll let you join my crew, If you give yourself an Eyepatch.”

 

He pulled one of his daggers out of his hip sheaths and handed it, handle first, to the now quivering man. “You’ve got one minute to do it, or I’ll give Brother Sharkbait another gift.” The prisoner stared at the dagger, then hesitantly took it. He raised it towards his face, then stopped, lowering it. He trembled as he stared at the thin Dagger.

 

“20 Seconds.” Blackwave folded his arms, and stared at the man. Finally, the man lifted the dagger again, pointing it towards his left eye. He hesitated briefly, then squeezed his eyes shut and slammed the dagger in.

Huh. No one else has actually had the guts to take up that offer.

Wow… Um, Astoria's going to be quite the place.

 

I have a brief Electro post ready, but I'm going to wait to post it until I have Max's response too. Electro is getting darker, so don't be surprised by what happens...

 

Joe, that won't conflict with Corpsemaker's orders will it? Electro is just going to have a brief walk out in the town.

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Somehow you managed to give a cartoon pony the universal "I want to speak to your manager" look. (I recognized it from the groans of a thousand customer service employees that went up when I saw her picture. :P)

(It's an awesome pony. :D)

 

"I want to speak to your manager."

 

Nightwielder blinked, surprised by the request. He usually didn't speak during meetings with lesser Epics, but he couldn't help himself this time. "You... wish to speak to my manager?"

 

"Yes," the Epic said smugly. Her hair and dress were the same shade as the coffee she served, accentuated with broad white stripes. Her face bore a wide smile; the smile of a woman convinced she had taken the high ground in a potential conflict.

 

Nightwielder continued to stare at her, processing the unconventional request. "I hope you realize that most Epics of your level wish not to meet my superior. Your request bespeaks not victory, but overwhelming stupidity."

 

"Must I repeat myself?" Mocha Maxima stressed in exasperation. "I wish to speak to your manager, and I wish to speak to him now."

 

The casino was silent for a long moment before a shadowy tentacle raised a mobile phone to Nightwielder's ear.

 

"Emperor?" he said, his voice wavering. "We have a... customer complaint."

 

There was a booming voice that somehow managed to reach every listener in the builder in an indistinct roar of outrage. Nightwielder winced.

 

"Yes," Nightwielder repeated, wincing. "The coffee one. In the Red Dice Casino. Right. Nightwielder out."

 

The shadow Epic turned back to the seated woman, who was smiling triumphantly as she raised a latte to her lips.

 

"He'll be right over," Nightwielder said matter-of-factly. "I'll be in my bunker."

 

 

And that was the day Nathan Sperry witnessed Steelheart singlehandedly crushing the Fractured States' coffee industry.

 

(Thanks. :D)

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Are there better uses for my time than ponifying Mocha Maxima? Certainly.

 

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Somehow none of them are quite as satisfying.

 

If there were a sombrero option in the creator I'd  ponify El Brass Bullish Dude. :P

Somehow this one makes me want to eat chocolate :mellow: Apart from from that she´s so awesomely mean looking that I have to counter with my own nicer pony. (You guessed it, also from what I´m working on right now.)

 

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"I want to speak to your manager."

 

Nightwielder blinked, surprised by the request. He usually didn't speak during meetings with lesser Epics, but he couldn't help himself this time. "You... wish to speak to my manager?"

 

"Yes," the Epic said smugly. Her hair and dress were the same shade as the coffee she served, accentuated with broad white stripes. Her face bore a wide smile; the smile of a woman convinced she had taken the high ground in a potential conflict.

 

Nightwielder continued to stare at her, processing the unconventional request. "I hope you realize that most Epics of your level wish not to meet my superior. Your request bespeaks not victory, but overwhelming stupidity."

 

"Must I repeat myself?" Mocha Maxima stressed in exasperation. "I wish to speak to your manager, and I wish to speak to him now."

 

The casino was silent for a long moment before a shadowy tentacle raised a mobile phone to Nightwielder's ear.

 

"Emperor?" he said, his voice wavering. "We have a... customer complaint."

 

There was a booming voice that somehow managed to reach every listener in the builder in an indistinct roar of outrage. Nightwielder winced.

 

"Yes," Nightwielder repeated, wincing. "The coffee one. In the Red Dice Casino. Right. Nightwielder out."

 

The shadow Epic turned back to the seated woman, who was smiling triumphantly as she raised a latte to her lips.

 

"He'll be right over," Nightwielder said matter-of-factly. "I'll be in my bunker."

 

 

And that was the day Nathan Sperry witnessed Steelheart singlehandedly crushing the Fractured States' coffee industry.

 

(Thanks. :D)

I think Lucentia just found a comrad in arms/rival. :P

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"I want to speak to your manager."

Nightwielder blinked, surprised by the request. He usually didn't speak during meetings with lesser Epics, but he couldn't help himself this time. "You... wish to speak to my manager?"

"Yes," the Epic said smugly. Her hair and dress were the same shade as the coffee she served, accentuated with broad white stripes. Her face bore a wide smile; the smile of a woman convinced she had taken the high ground in a potential conflict.

Nightwielder continued to stare at her, processing the unconventional request. "I hope you realize that most Epics of your level wish not to meet my superior. Your request bespeaks not victory, but overwhelming stupidity."

"Must I repeat myself?" Mocha Maxima stressed in exasperation. "I wish to speak to your manager, and I wish to speak to him now."

The casino was silent for a long moment before a shadowy tentacle raised a mobile phone to Nightwielder's ear.

"Emperor?" he said, his voice wavering. "We have a... customer complaint."

There was a booming voice that somehow managed to reach every listener in the builder in an indistinct roar of outrage. Nightwielder winced.

"Yes," Nightwielder repeated, wincing. "The coffee one. In the Red Dice Casino. Right. Nightwielder out."

The shadow Epic turned back to the seated woman, who was smiling triumphantly as she raised a latte to her lips.

"He'll be right over," Nightwielder said matter-of-factly. "I'll be in my bunker."

And that was the day Nathan Sperry witnessed Steelheart singlehandedly crushing the Fractured States' coffee industry.

(Thanks. :D)

"I assume you have an excellent reason to summon me?"

Steelheart regarded the woman as she sipped her latte with smiling lips. She produced a slip of paper from her purse, which she presented to him for inspection. "Yes, Emperor. As you can see, I have a coupon, but this young man refused to honor it."

The ginger cringed almost imperceptibly, but for the most part adopting the look of blank subservience all servants were taught to wear.

After a moment's inspection, Steelheart held the coupon to the woman again. "The Red Dice Casino doesn't issue coupons."

"Yes it does."

"You do realize this coupon expired a month ago."

"What?" Incredulous, she reached for the coupon. Steelheart's palm glowed.

Sam's eyes were wide. "And he....?"

"Yep," Nathan said with a small wince. "Buried her with the coupon stapled to her forehead."

"Wow."

"Yeah. That's the only time the manager ever sided with me." He sipped his soda. "Made me think Steelheart must've worked retail."

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"I assume you have an excellent reason to summon me?"

Steelheart regarded the woman as she sipped her latte with smiling lips. She produced a slip of paper from her purse, which she presented to him for inspection. "Yes, Emperor. As you can see, I have a coupon, but this young man refused to honor it."

The ginger cringed almost imperceptibly, but for the most part adopting the look of blank subservience all servants were taught to wear.

After a moment's inspection, Steelheart held the coupon to the woman again. "The Red Dice Casino doesn't issue coupons."

"Yes it does."

"You do realize this coupon expired a month ago."

"What?" Incredulous, she reached for the coupon. Steelheart's palm glowed.

Sam's eyes were wide. "And he....?"

"Yep," Nathan said with a small wince. "Buried her with the coupon stapled to her forehead."

"Wow."

"Yeah. That's the only time the manager ever sided with me." He sipped his soda. "Made me think Steelheart must've worked retail."

 

So... the bank Steelheart destroyed was where he once worked as a customer service representative. :o Everything makes sense now.

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"I assume you have an excellent reason to summon me?"

Steelheart regarded the woman as she sipped her latte with smiling lips. She produced a slip of paper from her purse, which she presented to him for inspection. "Yes, Emperor. As you can see, I have a coupon, but this young man refused to honor it."

The ginger cringed almost imperceptibly, but for the most part adopting the look of blank subservience all servants were taught to wear.

After a moment's inspection, Steelheart held the coupon to the woman again. "The Red Dice Casino doesn't issue coupons."

"Yes it does."

"You do realize this coupon expired a month ago."

"What?" Incredulous, she reached for the coupon. Steelheart's palm glowed.

Sam's eyes were wide. "And he....?"

"Yep," Nathan said with a small wince. "Buried her with the coupon stapled to her forehead."

"Wow."

"Yeah. That's the only time the manager ever sided with me." He sipped his soda. "Made me think Steelheart must've worked retail."

You know, someone so to dumb to live like her might actually be a danger to Steelheart.

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It does explain a lot. No matter how idealistic you are, a customer service job WILL make you hate people. :o

 

Theory: all Epics worked as customer service representatives before Calamity. Steelheart at the bank, Nightwielder at a large Japanese company, and Mitosis as the chief PR person for his band. :P

 

Also, I invited someone on the Social Guilds portion of the site to join the Oregon RP. Does that make me the PR person for WHIO?  :huh:

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Theory: all Epics worked as customer service representatives before Calamity. Steelheart at the bank, Nightwielder at a large Japanese company, and Mitosis as the chief PR person for his band. :P

 

Also, I invited someone on the Social Guilds portion of the site to join the Oregon RP. Does that make me the PR person for WHIO?  :huh:

What about Megan? Handing out fliers for her lemonade stand?

 

Well, once I already recruited people to join Funtimes and/or this RP, so it´s more like like the sacred duty for all of us.

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Theory: all Epics worked as customer service representatives before Calamity. Steelheart at the bank, Nightwielder at a large Japanese company, and Mitosis as the chief PR person for his band. :P

Also, I invited someone on the Social Guilds portion of the site to join the Oregon RP. Does that make me the PR person for WHIO? :huh:

When Calamity hits, I know your weakness already. :P

Who was it? :D (Note to self: use break to catch up with actually socializing outside the RP. <_<)

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When Calamity hits, I know your weakness already. :P

Who was it? :D (Note to self: use break to catch up with actually socializing outside the RP. <_<)

 

When Calamity hits, the first thing I'm doing is laying waste to Arizona. :P (Or... well, making Arizona even more wasteland-y, I suppose.)

 

Queen Elsa Steelheart. I told her that a character in the RP had already mentioned someone called "The Snow Queen of Newcago," and she expressed some interest in joining. :)

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