Also, it helps to not be too proactive when the GM is gone.
He's been in the room along with Volkov and Ray for several hundred pages,and Cloud wound up becoming fairly good friends with them. Ray got killed a while ago, and Joshua got dragged off more recently. Joshua is the entire reason we're even here in the first place. They aren't just fighting this stuff for the hell of it.
-still being restrained by Volkov- He's not dead.
edited 7th Dec '11 8:35:43 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistThe hell should I do? I've tried my hand at this; you've seen the results.
Starcraft. And they've known each other for a considerable amount of time, he's been around for most of Cloud's mental problems, and they've done a lot of shit together.
edited 7th Dec '11 8:36:45 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistOh well, it looks like Joshua's gonna die... Errrm, too bad. Also, we have a GM now? Also also, I'M BACK BITCHUSS!
-Clippit is sitting on the pile of rubble, he has a marshmallow on a stick on his hand and is toasting it on the lava.-
Clippit: Cross over the lava Mr. Big Russian Red Guy? Maybe I could try this...
-does the paper plane animation from this video
, at about 1:14-
edited 7th Dec '11 8:48:39 AM by WackyPancake
"I like girls, but now, it's about justice."Clippit: M...Maximum blast? Be right back!
-does his bycicle leaving animation and disappears-
"I like girls, but now, it's about justice."Video watched!
-The detonators go off, but they are not the only thing that explodes. The lava ripples and lurches, and something stirs within. A head emerges... or at least, something that can only be vaguely defined as a head. Then the entire thing shows itself, immense and malevolent, and it leers down at the party. The lava soaks into it, the creature itself not appearing to notice-
-It takes a step forwards-
edited 7th Dec '11 9:30:55 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

He's gone, spikey-hair man.
Feel free to vandalize me.