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Gancho Libre

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  1. And since this friend Storm was storming insane, the friend was constantly burping.
  2. hey can I join? I'm not good with instructions but I think I got it.
  3. "I dunno what any of that means," said Ioc, "But i'm a fast learner. Shall we begin?"
  4. Kelsier thought it was the third worst mistake of his life.
  5. Ioc frowned. Dangit. his plan to blow something up AWESOMELY had just been sent into space by someone who had just gained their radiantial powers. Ioc should have seen that coming. 'Now how do I blow something up?' asked Subconscious. 'Uh, duh, the bomb is still ticking. It's just in space,' said Association Cortex and Hippocampus. 'Righto,' said Subconscious, and Ioc fell into the sky at a great speed, glowing beige. It tapped Breath and Warmth, then looked for the bomb. It wasn't hard to find it. The bomb was the big black box thing floating alone in space with a countdown reading down from ten seconds left, and the only such object in the area, except for a strange damaged starship that glittered gold, which, really, wasn't like the bomb at all, so Ioc had trouble figuring out why it had brought that up. Quickly, Ioc reached the bomb and Lashed it downwards about fifteen million times and sent it hurtling into the atmosphere of whatever planet they were on. However, it didn't count on the fact that, of course, the bomb would burn up with the friction of the air molecules. 'Darn,' said Subconscious. 'Hey, at least it looks cool!' said Amygdala. 'I mean, it's not an explosion, but it is a comet-like thing!' 'Uh, comets are little bits of dust that are superheated by a star-' said Cerebellum. 'Everyone SHUT UP!!!' yelled Subconscious. 'Now, are we gonna blow something up or what? We have plenty of bombs!' 'Uh, that was our last one,' said Hippocampus. 'Darn,' said Subconscious. 'Well, maybe they won't realize it was us,' Ioc flashed beige, disappearing. Then it returned to the Waystop. "Hey everyone," Ioc said, looking at the crowds. "Anything exciting happen while I was gone?"
  6. But Sherlock Holmes was, presently, too busy laughing ishkadiddlyotenbotenbobobaditendatenwatentateninnish - ly.
  7. Ioc appeared in an empty room, sparsely decorated. It didn't look at the room much though. It was focused on the glowing bomb in its hand. 'Is this right?' asked Prefrontal cortex. 'If you think it's not, I think it is!' said Amygdala. 'Well, that's settled then,' said Subconscious. 'Let's do it,' Ioc pressed a large button and placed the bomb in the center of the floor. It was still in the Waystop, in one of the more exclusive rooms. This bomb could obliterate <REDACTED> <REDACTED> in every direction. It would be devastating. Ioc laughed. It liked being unpredictable. Everyone thought it was a fun-loving being. They were right. This was awesome!!! The bomb was ticking. Ioc disappeared in a flash of beige.
  8. So radioactive, it made everyone nearby laugh with such ishkadiddlyotenbotenbobobaditendatenwatentateninnish that there was no ishkadiddlyotenbotenbobobaditendatenwatentateninnish equivalent. Although why radioactivity does this is a mystery.
  9. "Yup, sure is," said Ioc as it appeared between them. "Very interesting," Then Ioc disappeared again before anything else could happen, and thus was not godmodding by cutting off another player's move.
  10. Ioc smiled as everyone left. Finally, some peace and quiet! Ioc didn't generally like attention and had to forcefully keep itself for teleporting away when the crowds came. Honestly, you'd think nobody else had anything to do than watch some stranger fulfill it's life's dreams. 'I'm not sure it was entirely their fault...' said Prefrontal Cortex. 'Noted. Hippocampus, could you take that admonition to Long-term?' Asked Subconscious. 'Uh oh, I think I dropped it!' said Hippocampus. 'Oh well. That's too bad,' 'Guys, we are currently alone and unsupervised,' said Thalamus. 'Your heart rate is speeding up,' said Medulla. 'You are being stimulated by an outside thought or force,' said Reticular Formation. 'Don't worry, it's a thought, not a force,' said Amygdala. 'Are we ready to begin?' 'Three....' said Subconscious. 'What's happening?' asked Prefrontal Cortex. 'What's the plan?' 'DO I NEED TO PUNCH YOU AGAIN?' yelled Somatosensory Cortex. 'Two....' said Subconscious. 'Aren't you the one who was, like, five minutes ago, asking why we hurt ourself so much?' asked Association. 'Whose side are you one?' asked Amygdala. 'Just saying,' replied Association. 'One....' said Subconscious. There was a pause. 'GO!!!!' yelled Subconscious. And Ioc disappeared in a flash of beige that started in its eyes and finger/toenails, then slowly ate it's beige way up Ioc's body. one Ioc was completely submerged, the beige flashed and Ioc was gone from the room.
  11. Ioc accepted the rags and squeezed any moisture in them into its mouth. "Delicious," Ioc said. "Also, I don't wanna go. This place is fun!"
  12. "...it turns out I don't actually need it," Ioc finished. "I was just messing around," 'Twas a hilarious joke,' said Association Cortex. "Actually, what I need is to buy this establishment," Ioc continued. "It would really boost my financial status, and I'm sure you don't mind if I just take it. I'll assume you don't mind. Now, how much do you want it for?"
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