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| Topic Started: May 7 2009, 07:49 PM (7,837 Views) | |
| walrus93 | May 7 2009, 07:49 PM Post #1 |
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Kronos
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A small, rather rat-faced man scuffled into the large room full of computers. He slid into his chair, and then applied his headset. “All clear. Beginning analysis.” “Check,” Chimed in another man at his own work area. “Accessing Data files, 32156. Walrus. Last Name Unknown, whereabouts unknown.” “Current status……Unknown?” Said a third. “Well men, Our good friend Walrus has made himself scarce,” The computer analysts turned towards the source of the noise. The ‘voice’ was a rather robust man, balding, in a blue uniform. His chest bore the symbol of the presidential seal. The Secretary of Defense. He moved towards the rat-faced man, and leaned down to look at the computer screen. “And the Databanks have nothing?” “Nothing Sir, if it weren’t for previous ‘encounters’, I’d be hard pressed to believe he even exists.” “Keep searching Belford! We need everything we can get. We have a highly resourceful fugitive to catch.” “Sir, you might want to come look at this….” Stuttered an analyst on the other side of the room. The Secretary moved to the analyst’s work space.”Well, What is it!” “Sir, There are international reports of …. Well...Of huge spendings,” He stammered. “It’s un believable! Millions of dollars are being spent, all going to one center. It’s the largest spending outlet in the world.” “ What is?” The SOD spluttered, “ What is this?” “That’s the problem sir, I have no idea….” ------------------------------------------------------------ NASA 7/2/08 16:04 The employees and scientists were all hard at work. A launch was expected for tomorrow, and the need for preparation was extensive. Eddy McLane was chief of the technical staff. They did all the engineering. But the problem was, he could never find his staff. The main one he was looking for: Daniel Cool, Hadn’t been seen since May. “It’s Amazing he still has his Job!” McLane Sneered. “When I Find him, Ill tear him to shreds.” Just then a helicopter touched down. The door opened and a man prepared to get out. Eddy couldn’t see very well, the shadows were too thick. Then the man stepped into the sun light. Eddy’s Jaw hit the floor. Number one: What was cool doing in a high class military helicopter, Number two: Where had he been the last two months, Number three: what was wrong with his arm. “Hey, Eddie! Wassup! Lets get this launch started!” As Cool walked by, as flamboyant as ever….Eddy caught sight of a shiny metallic arm with several attachments, and the glowing red orb that was situated right were cools left eye used to be. “That’s new…..” ----------------------------- University of Cambridge 7/23/08 13:45 pm Sai D. L’Suris stood in the front of a room pacing back and forth, speaking to a class full of uninterested college students. They were slumped in their desks, or watching the clock as Dr. L’Suris Gave his lecture. “…so as you can see, examining the structure of the cells in the tail of Anolis anolis you can notice that the nuclei allow for sudden, if not instantaneous mitosis. Thus it can regrow its tail in a matter of weeks.” The doctor said with great vigor. “Reptiles allow for so many leaps in the field of medicine….Its hard to believe I became a biomedicinal engineer, rather than a herpetologist. For instance, Using the data known from examining these cells, we could heal amputees, whose limbs were claimed in war…We could do so much. And then there is the use for protection. We could use the venom of the spitting cobra as…..” The bell rang, inturupting him in a rant. He sighed, being overwhelmed by the sound books being shoved into bags, the yell of freedom, and the shame of knowing…that they simply felt it was useless. They didn’t understand. No one could understand. He looked at the notes neatly placed upon his desk and flipped through them. If only….Just a few adjustments. He scribbled some words on the paper, and then shoved it back in the drawer. All he needed was some more samples. -------------------------------------------------------- Las Vegas 7/16/08 21:16 A man in a tuxedo walked into the HoTspoT gamble pit. He stops, runs his fingers through his gelled hair and then continues to the blackjack table. He sits down “Hit me up Reilly!” A rather sleek black man in a tux threw some chips down, in front of the man “You’re here an awful lot lately aren’t you K?” Reilly retorted. “Hey, pays the bills.” Reilly chuckled, and then dealt the cards. Two men across the table looked nervously at him. This is good. He turned and noticed a woman. She had a scarlet and slightly revealing dress on. Reilly continued to deal the cards. Then the game began. The first man broke, he had been dealt one jack two many. The second only hit 16. Then it came to K. “Hit!” It was a 6. “Hit!” Reilly laid down a 7 “Stay.” Reilly flipped the man’s cards. “Whooooo! Ma’am, 20’s hard to beat.” She got twenty one. The man chuckled. “ Wow, not only did you steal a glance, you also stole my money.” She looked at him with a seductive grin. “How about we make this more interesting…..If I lose, you get all the cash in the pot, and in my bank. If I win….I get your phone number….” “You’ve got yourself a deal, Casanova.” The man got 21. As they left the table, the woman looked at her new date. “And your name is?” The man smiled and said, “Call me Kingpin.” _______________________________________________________ University of Cambridge 7/26/08 23:46 Dr. L’Suris Held the phone very close to his ear. He had been waiting this call for a while now. The ring of a waiting call sounded in his ear, and immediately answered it’s Siren’s song. “Hello Doctor.” “Hello… The Doctor had been in secret contact with an unknown scientist for months. He had sent the specs for the genetic recombinator, as well all sorts of notes on engineering different genetic masses. But the man was very suspicious, constantly asking the same whenever they talked. “Is anyone in the room? Check!” The doctor stood and looked. “Now…I will send you one more present…to kick start your research. You have built the recombinator I sent you correct?” “Yes, It took time, but I eventually solved the algorithms.” “Good. Doctor…Look in your desk.” The Doctor opened the front drawer. Inside was a small vile labeled 782-S*D1L0. “Doctor…I bid you ad due. Do not try to re-contact me.” The phone buzzed. ______________________________________________ Las Vegas 7/29/08 8:19 Kingpin turned back towards the hotel. He brushed off his blazer, and then rubbed his eye. An enormous yawn leaped from his lips. He had gotten no sleep last night. He walked to the nearest crosswalk and pressed the button. He didn’t feel bad, he left some money for her to pay the dues, as well as a little extra; so she could by herself something nice…..Like a new car. He crossed to the next sidewalk, and weaved through the horde of pedestrians trying to get from place to place. Suddenly a flash occurred in his line of vision. The ground became a blur, rushing towards him. His head was swimming, the pain wear he was struck in the back of the head, along with the new pain of the sudden collision with the ground. A pair of feet walked into his vision, one only wearing a sock, the other wearing a size 10 sneaker. A hand reached down and grabbed the sneaker’s partner, and slid it over the socked foot. “Now…” said the assailant. “You are gonna listen to me, and do what I say, or I will hit you with more than my left shoe.” The man turned. Kingpin caught a glimpse of his assailant. He saw the back of a green vest, cargo pants. He seized his chance. He swept the man off his feet, kicking his legs out from under him. He stood and bolted. He had to escape this mad man. __________________________________________________________________ Daniel Cool looked up at the sky, and then sneered as the shuttle sky rocketed into the atmosphere. He repositioned his duffle bag, then rubbed his mechanical arm. “Those Bastards.” He still couldn’t believe it. They had fired their top technician over a few dozen tardies. Well, he wanted to make sure he was remembered. The sound of an engine exploding could be heard in the distance. “Heh, Monkey wrenches are so useful. __________________________________________________________________ Kingpin sprinted for his life. As he ran, he had to bob and weave through all the people moving through the Las Vegas streets. He pumped his limbs harder than ever before, refusing to let them fail him in this all out bet for safety. His pursuer was close behind, trilling his tongue in an battle cry of pure insanity, and waving his shoe threateningly. Kingpin’s mind was racing. He had no idea what to do. This guy was out for blood, and he couldn’t even get away. KP grinned as a plan finally dawned on him. He Dashed for the closest alley tearing through a circle of corner girlies offering to “teach him a lesson” and saying they’d “blow” him away. He kept running. This was no time to contract herpes. He dove into the alley and took off his blazer, preparing to throw it over the man’s head as soon as he rounded the corner. It was minutes before Kingpin wondered what was going on. Where was the freak? Did I lose him? He turned the corner to get a better look and his jaw gave way. The guy was right there, but not about to wack him with a shoe. He didn’t even notice KP. He was busy with the thirteen odd women surrounding him, trading bad sexual innuendos. Finally one of the women asked his name. “Clockwork, Hun…That’s what they call me, and not because I’m always on time, if yah know what I mean…..” KP was about to burst. He couldn’t help it. This guy was so bad. He just……. “Psh…HahhhAHAHAHHAHAAAHAAHha.” Clockwork and all the women suddenly noticed his presence. “I’ll be back my darling. I have a weirdo to kick the shit out of.” __________________________________________________________ Cambridge Campus 20:16 7/28/08 L’Suris shuffled through his papers one last time, ensuring that they were all graded properly, before beginning the process he had been waiting for all day. He too k the vile from his desk, and placed it on the front counter. Then pulled the recombinator from his back closet, and placed it next to the vile. Now, it was time to begin testing his theories. He had already acquired a test subject. It was a little shrew, intended to see if the serum produced any side effects. The man picked up the animal and took some of its blood with a syringe, and then injected it into one of the recombinators two storage chambers. He then added the contents of the vile. The little machine buzzed to life, before stopping as abruptly as it had started. Then a little hatch opened, and L’Suris picked up a Petri dish full of freshly recombinated DNA. He dipped the syringe into the liquid and then picked up the shrew, preparing to inject his entire life’s work into the little mammal. But the animal squirmed and writhed, scratching as the man tried to jab the creature with the tool. He grew impatient with the animal, and tried to end it quickly, thrusting at the creature. He felt a sharp pain. He had missed the shrew, and the needle was sticking out of his wrist. __________________________________________________________________ Cambridge Campus 22:45 7/28/08 Todd Harley shivered in the nighttime chill. Lisa Shelley tilted her head in an understanding fashion, and inched her way along the campus bench, giggling. “You look cold, baby! Lemme come over there and ‘warm’ you up…” Then she moved in for the kill, locking her arms around Todd’s neck and letting her lips do the rest of the work. Todd couldn’t believe it! His heart did a back flip, while his brain shuddered from the stress of trying to get back to its senses. All he could do was give in. He wrapped his arms around her thin waist and pulled her even closer. THUDDDD!!! Their heads whipped around so fast the whiplash could have snapped their necks. The Cambridge campus was empty. Not a living thing could be seen in the darkness. Todd looked at the beautiful girl he was still clutching, if not tighter still. He smiled, trying to laugh off the apparent cowardice. He tried to move closer, and get back too… There was a low rumbling sound. It was almost a snarling sound, but that would make no sense. There wasn’t anything large enough on campus to make that sort of sound, or at least he didn’t think. He heard another, rather new sound. This time he couldn’t pretend it wasn’t happening. HISSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! The sound was reminiscent of an enormous python. HISSSSSS!!!!!!!!! He turned trying to find the source of the sound. Unfortunately… he found it. Sticking out of the shadows of the science wing of the college was an enormous clawed foot. The enormous shape it was connected to stood even in height with the three story building. And then it began to move from the cover of the darkness. The foot was connected to a pillar-like leg, which belonged to a huge scaled body. The monstrous creature growled in anticipation. Its massive head moved into the light, atop which were mounted two vibrant crests. The animal looked at Todd, staring into him with its menacing glare. ARRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! It bellowed, and two massive red fans exploded from its neck. Todd heard Lisa scream. His head began to pound with the pain of the sound. And then he realized he was screaming too. The monster lurched forward and snapped it’s jaws. Todd’s brain didn’t have time to register what his eyes where seeing . All he saw was a flash of white and pink before the whole world went black. He felt an enormous pain in his abdomen. Then he lost feeling in his legs. His last conscious thought was the realization that he was being chewed in half. _________________________________________________________________ Kingpin collapsed to the ground with a powerful thud. Clockwork was a cheater. He had hidden a stolen senior’s cane in his pants leg until a moment’s notice. Every experienced fighter knew that was an unfair advantage. Just as the world came into focus, Clockwork was ready to end it. He raised his bludgeon and chuckled, ready to destroy Kingpin’s frontal lobe without any remorse. Kingpin cringed, hoping that if he tensed enough, the pain might be a little less mutilating. He waited. The blow never came. He looked up. Clockwork was on the ground. His body jerked and twitched and foam dribbled from his lips. A man wrapped in a coat towered over the lunatic. The man tucked what seemed to be a tazer into his coat pocket, and patted the little bulge lovingly. Kingpin squinted, trying to get a better look at his calvary’s face. The man bent over and grabbed the cane. He tossed it into the air. This all seemed so odd. His other hand intercepted the cane and then he did a very familiar gesture. Kingpin suddenly realized he was now in the exact same predicament he thought he had escaped moments before. “What are you…CRACK” Kingpin keeled over, the two sides of the steel cane skittering off into the alleyway. __________________________________________________________________ Alberta Badlands 4:15 7/30/08 The clack of chisels created a symphony across the canyons of the dig. The steady purr of a jack hammer fell into harmony with the climbing and falling of the percussion. The dust created by the earth being removed by the pounds swirled, as if possessed by the music of the tools. Derek Fisher wiped the tears from his eyes with his dusty sleeve. The dust’s elaborate dance had been harassing his team all day. He brushed the excess soil from the shoulder blade of a currently unknown theropod. By the size, he was pretty certain that it belonged to a tyrannosaurus, but nothing in his field was ever certain until the entire find was examined. He stood up, and took a stroll around the dig, trying to get an idea of the progress made in the last four hours they had been digging. Not much could be said for his student’s enthusiasm. All they had was the shoulder, a few ribs, and a claw. “Hope you brought jackets, class; because these parts get cold after dark, and we still have a whole lotta dinosaur to dig up.” He jogged of to the computers. One of his more tech savvy students was running a diagnostic of what other fossil deposits where in the area, using electronic cores they had set around the perimeter. The cores functioned similar to an x-ray, creating computerized images of items buried in the rock. He sipped his soda, then rushed back to work as soon as the crunch of the professors boots alerted him of the oncoming danger. Fisher’s flame for dinosaurs allowed him to immediately recognize the images on the screen, but there was one thing he could not identify. In the corner of the image, was a solid, spire like image, made of solid rock. __________________________________________________________________ Unknown Unknown Kingpin was finally shaken from sleep by the deep monotonous hum of a large machine. He snorted and rolled his eyes, rubbing his face in the hopes of helping it come back to the land of the living. It took him a few minutes to realize his head was pounding. It was a migraine that would make a big-horn sheep jealous. His body screamed in protest but he ignored it, and lifted himself to a sitting position. As he studied the strange room, feeling it changing altitude, he began to recognize the sound that had brought him from his coma…. The whir of helicopter blades. As he examined the cargo hold he saw across the room, laid upon a metal table similar to his own, was the crazed psychotic who had chased him into that alley. The guy was out cold, but could wake up at any moment and begin swinging footwear. He crossed the room to the hatch and jiggled the handle. It was locked. “Was worth a shot,” He consoled himself. He heard a snort, lips smacking. He turned slowly, calmly, to see Clockwork yawn with outstretched arms. He scratched himself all over, smacked his lips some more, then finally decided that it was time to open his eyes. He and Kingpin locked eyes. They stared for what seemed like what seemed like hours, waiting for the other to make the mistake of trying something first. Clockwork’s eye twitched. Kingpin blinked in response. Finally he fell over, and started shrieking with laughter. “I won! I WON! WON WON WON WON! Your first mistake was thinking an amateur,” He gestured at Kingpin, “….could compete with a professional staree such as myself!” He wiped a tear. Kingpin smiled at him. “Can you do me a favor pal?” “Depends on the favor… My pants stay on at all times pal. That’s a rule!” Clocky giggled to himself, still not quite recovered from his self-satisfied victory. “ Oh it’s nothing… I just need you TO HOLD THIS FOR ME!” Clocky got his point, along with a face full of knuckles. Kingpin walked back to the other side of the room to sit back, rubbing his neck along the way, muttering about his suit. Clockwork picked himself off the ground, cracking his nose. “DUDE! Not cool! That was my favorite nose…. My mother gave it to me….” “Then keep your sneakers to yourself next time you jackass!” Kingpin roared. The Hatch opened and in walked a tall figure. It had was the trench coated figure from the alley. The form walked in, accompanied by an armed guard. He was broad shouldered, slick, and most obvious… his face was completely bandaged. The only things poking through the white wrappings were two pupil-less eyes. The man seemed to float in. He was direct and precise in everything he did. He looked Kingpin over, then carried his attentions to Clockwork. Finally he spoke. “You are comfortable.” He wasn’t asking. He didn’t want a reply. “There is a proposition I believe you would be interested in hearing.” Clockwork scoffed at him, “Cute… King Tut here is trying to be civil with us…. You know, after assaulting AND kidnapping. Sorry mate! You can shove your proposition up your ass! I’ll be taking a lawyer instead!” The Guard started, but the man put his arm in front of him. “He’s hardly worth the energy it’d take to beat him, Max.” The man turned to Kingpin. “I have been informed that the casinos of Las Vegas have been very kind to you this year Kingpin.” Kingpin nodded to affirm his fortune, kicking back and smiling…. Until he realized the direction this was going. They wanted his money, and they were going to kill him to take it. As if he had heard Kingpin’s mental howl, the man chuckled, “Relax… We aren’t going to take your earnings. We’re simply here to offer you a more… shall we say… lucrative means of spending it. One I believe that will soothe you’re gambling habit forever.” [ __________________________________________________________________ Cambridge Campus 10:47 7/30/08 Officer Hampton had been the first on the scene. He had received a manic call from a very frightened groundskeeper, something about a murder. Case sounded interesting enough, and he was thankful for something to do. Slow month for Homicide. He took a squad car down to the campus, in no real hurry. It’s not like bodies can up and walk away. But he still had a sense of purpose, because he had to secure the crime scene before any possible evidence was tampered with. He parked his car, strolled across the grass, vomited in the grass, and then called for back-up. The call he had received was for murder…. That had been a day ago. The entire school was now evacuated, surrounded with yellow tape. Police cars decorated the campus like little lawn ornaments. Detectives had to work in pairs to be able to cover all the bodies littered about the lawn. They were short on scientists by about a dozen. Sergeant Cooper spit some tobacco by a nearby tree, arms crossed. He watched the little man before him work; an analyst looking to see the cause of death of a John Doe found hanging in a tree… well half of him. The other half was found on a park bench. The scientist was swabbing the tattered flesh hanging from the tear when a black car pulled up alongside of them. The back door clicked open and out stepped a well dressed, well groomed man in his mid thirties. The man walked over fiddling with his tie cursing the strip of cotton for being difficult. His mannerisms already told him that this was just another day in the office for him, and that he wanted it to go his way. The man walked over with a friendly grin occupying his countenance, promptly shook the sergeant’s hand, “Special Agent Morgan; Donald Morgan. The embassy told me you have quite a lot on your hands here sergeant.” He put his hand on his hips and prodded the arm of the victim with the toe of his shoe, “I’m surprised to see he was being modest.” So this was the American they had sent over, as if his department couldn’t handle its own jurisdiction. They had no right to interfere with his job. Still the Agent out ranked him, so he had to play nice. “Sergeant… Give me a rundown of what happened here.” “What didn’t happen here? Place looks like it was attacked by an organized army,” The sergeant replied, sounding particularly disinterested. “We found blood decorating the lawn and walls like spray paint; Limbs thrown through windows; No survivors; no witnesses. We haven’t really been able to determine a body count yet, mainly because we haven’t found a single complete corpse ye..” “Sir, you have to come look at this shit,” The scientist interrupted the sergeant. He held up one of his swabs, and they watched as it dissolved in his hands. “That’s the third one I’ve used… whatever hacked this guy in half… it was covered with the stuff. “ “Looks like you have yourself a visionary Sergeant,” Morgan said through a grimace. “I’d like you to ask the rest of your people to look at the other victims, see if this substance can be found on their bodies as well.” He dabbed at his forehead with a handkerchief as he said it, then tucked it back in his pocket. As he did something seemed to catch his eye. He stared, concentrated, “How about that Sergeant. Explain to me what happened there.” The man stood up and followed the agent’s eyes to a gaping hole in the school wall that a bus could fit through. “Well I’ll be damned….” The police were able to determine that the hole lead into one of the larger labs in the science wing. What caused it was still a mystery. “It looks like a truck was driven through here,” belched out the sergeant. He wasn’t able to contain it. This case continued to seem less and less like a homicide with every discovery. “Sergeant! Do you Brits like to drive three-toed busses nowadays?” Asked Morgan innocently. The sergeant followed the voice over to the agent, where the man was examining a hole in the sidewalk that looked oddly like a chicken track; one that belonged to a 10 ton chicken. The man stood up, and dusted himself off and smiled at the sergeant. The holes lead into the grounds and off campus. |
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| Oyster Man | May 7 2009, 08:00 PM Post #2 |
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(ง ͠° ᗝ ° )ง "Fite me!"
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What happened to the other stories? Why are you a fugitive? Why are you spending so much money? Why didn't you have more story!? (Just like in story one I'm the first to post other than the topic starter.) |
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| walrus93 | May 7 2009, 08:14 PM Post #3 |
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Kronos
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Lol I had a vote, and more members agreed. I should rewrite it. I'll answer all you questions....IN THE STORY! |
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| Kingpin | May 7 2009, 08:54 PM Post #4 |
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Kronos
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This story is a BEAST!
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| ZD935 | May 8 2009, 08:30 PM Post #5 |
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Ninja of the Wind!
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EDIT: Nevermind about what was here. This story's starting out GREAT!
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Genome Inc. Creatures Speedspitter, the Zephyr Streak Skulltank, the Ultimate Behemoth Nessi, the Hidden Horror Credits 13,200 Old Battle Stats Won: 20 Lost: 27 Ties: 1 Undecided: 4 Titan Brawls: 5 New Battle Record Wins: Losses: Ties: WINNER OF TOTAL GENOME ISLAND 2! Friend Code: 0731 - 4814 - 6166
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| Sigma Tech72 | May 9 2009, 04:33 PM Post #6 |
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Card Maker
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I've got friends who say that so much its not even funny O yeah nice story |
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Creatures Leoraptor Nodistrap Emperor Komodo RhinoAnteater Armoredillo Baryfronyx Tankeetle Quillbird Credits: 4,900 The Mage must MIND the shaking earth | |
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| Kingpin | May 9 2009, 06:27 PM Post #7 |
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Kronos
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Then clearly you are missing out on the beastliness. |
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| Sigma Tech72 | May 9 2009, 06:39 PM Post #8 |
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Card Maker
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Well it'll get old if they say it every period every day for 2 years |
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Creatures Leoraptor Nodistrap Emperor Komodo RhinoAnteater Armoredillo Baryfronyx Tankeetle Quillbird Credits: 4,900 The Mage must MIND the shaking earth | |
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| Kingpin | May 9 2009, 07:26 PM Post #9 |
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Kronos
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Not really. For me anyway. |
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| madscientist | May 9 2009, 07:34 PM Post #10 |
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The few, the proud, the Marines
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Yeah, we do that all the time except I use BEAST-MODE!!!!! :ph43r: |
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I follow Cool. (-(-(-(--)-)-)-) they are watching you. On CW calling me a monster-
my animals- T-Rexodactalconda (TRDC) Pirankey Giganto Galleon and LOTA credits-6250 wins-5 losses-11 my website-Robo Wars What TRDC was supposed to look like.
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| Saidilophosaurus | May 10 2009, 04:29 AM Post #11 |
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Chief of Medicine
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Lol. Sod. |
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I am the King of Putrescine and Sulphur. Creatures (paid for) Gurath Mawworm Cheetah Beetle Scampi Lurkiller Weevion Saidilophosaurus Pyrotitan Credits 10450 Pipeline Aerotitan - Flying Skewer/Manta Ray/Elasmosaur omnivore that body checks things, electrical current Hydrotitan - Great big ragworm with electric field, can suck in smaller things with bladderwort traps, bio-luminescence bursts, makes whirlpools Chomatitan - Great big starfish thing. Ridiculously heavy, can spray out clouds of dust and salt. Lots of armour and thick blubber, slams arms to shark the earth. Laser-eye insects Skarsgar Redux: Sharguana, Hellhound Update: Mawworm, Scampi, Cheetah Beetle, Lurkiller, Weevion, Saidilophosaurus to current standards CURRENT STANDARDS OP NERF CURRENT STANDARDS BLIZZ | |
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| walrus93 | May 10 2009, 09:26 AM Post #12 |
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Kronos
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New Chaptah TIEMME! |
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| Saidilophosaurus | May 10 2009, 10:07 AM Post #13 |
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Chief of Medicine
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I get the feeling I may be included in this as a Saidilophosaur after all. |
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I am the King of Putrescine and Sulphur. Creatures (paid for) Gurath Mawworm Cheetah Beetle Scampi Lurkiller Weevion Saidilophosaurus Pyrotitan Credits 10450 Pipeline Aerotitan - Flying Skewer/Manta Ray/Elasmosaur omnivore that body checks things, electrical current Hydrotitan - Great big ragworm with electric field, can suck in smaller things with bladderwort traps, bio-luminescence bursts, makes whirlpools Chomatitan - Great big starfish thing. Ridiculously heavy, can spray out clouds of dust and salt. Lots of armour and thick blubber, slams arms to shark the earth. Laser-eye insects Skarsgar Redux: Sharguana, Hellhound Update: Mawworm, Scampi, Cheetah Beetle, Lurkiller, Weevion, Saidilophosaurus to current standards CURRENT STANDARDS OP NERF CURRENT STANDARDS BLIZZ | |
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| walrus93 | May 10 2009, 10:23 AM Post #14 |
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Kronos
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we'll seeeee......! |
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| Oyster Man | May 10 2009, 10:26 AM Post #15 |
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(ง ͠° ᗝ ° )ง "Fite me!"
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Very cool. So your starting from the begging again? |
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Combatant Entries: Slegripper Bombarding Beetles Savage Ichthoid & Slicer Luquenoun Ecosystem Expansion Entries: Peppered Sunfish Credits: 4300 | |
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