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Strigon Planet-Killer Since: Jul, 2010
Planet-Killer
#551: Jun 25th 2011 at 7:07:17 PM

"No."

Volkov replied rather bluntly.

"It was more along the lines of a guy waking up to find that his house was fused with a couple of other houses, with each occupant of every house being some sort of alien both culturally and physically."

edited 25th Jun '11 7:07:24 PM by Strigon

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Philosopher The thing with the red gold crown. from Behind the Wall Since: Jan, 2011
The thing with the red gold crown.
#552: Jun 25th 2011 at 8:52:23 PM

"The planet Earth is made up of dirt."

It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#553: Jun 26th 2011 at 11:47:21 AM

"Yeah." Jan said. "It is a bit weird, I guess. But hey, what's your world named?" It was a bit of an odd question, he had to admit, but then again, he was talking to a pony, a talking pony with some sort of magical powers, odd questions were to be excepted.

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Bindlestick Aww, son of a bitch from Mad Hole, country of the Screamers Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: Anime is my true love
Aww, son of a bitch
#554: Jun 26th 2011 at 11:49:45 AM

"Equestria." Tick Tock paused as she slowly realised what she just said. "Yeah, it's pretty self explanitory."

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#555: Jun 26th 2011 at 11:56:01 AM

Jan laughed, he had considered suggesting something like that. "Well, it's descriptive." He nodded. "But hey, let's get us to town, huh? You food-eaters must be pretty keen on some grub, by now."

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Plumbum The Plum and Only from Chichester, United Kingdom Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
The Plum and Only
#556: Jun 26th 2011 at 12:24:51 PM

And as Jan spoke, they had returned to the city. It was largely the same as before, except they had seemed to arrive at some kind of marketplace. There were traders left and right trying to shove off those excess goods on everyone else, in return for what they needed.

Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.
Strigon Planet-Killer Since: Jul, 2010
Planet-Killer
#557: Jun 26th 2011 at 6:14:54 PM

Volkov strokes his chin, thinking if he can barter some of his explosives for survival equipment.

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slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#558: Jun 27th 2011 at 9:25:05 AM

Jan scouted the city, trying to spot someone easily glamored. Looking nice wasn't a detriment either, but he at least tried to think more about the contents than the wrapping. His search was interrupted when a, for the lack of a better term, hunting party entered the marketplace.

A lot of them were dressed in furs or various levels of primitive armor, although the odd one out with more modern or even futuristic armaments could be spotted among their ranks, sporting anything from a simple spear to unnervingly Sci-Fi-looking guns. The group was diverse, to say the least, most of them seeming to be human of some sort, while others sported blue or green skin or other traits that made it obvious that, while they were humanlike, entirely human they were not. Their leader was one of the furs-and-armor crowd, a brutish man, the better part of six feet tall, built like a brick wall, bald and sporting an expression that didn't as much exude authority as it made it abundantly clear that he would introduce anyone who naysayed him to entirely new worlds of pain, the two hatchets in his belt also seemed eager to help with just that. On his chest, one could see an insignia, a yin-yang symbol with serrated edges and the face of a lion in the middle, the same symbol could be seen on various armors and, absurdly enough, badges in the rowdy group.

Apart from their perpetually scowling leader, the group seemed to be in a good mood, joking and singing and in general stirring up a right ruckus, carrying sacks and such a haphazard collection of items that one could easily be tempted to conclude that it was in fact loot from some sort of raid. Those in the group's immediate path all seemed to remember their urgent business elsewhere, although a few booth owners remained, looking determined but nervous.

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Plumbum The Plum and Only from Chichester, United Kingdom Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
The Plum and Only
#559: Jun 27th 2011 at 10:50:47 AM

As the group were having their little get-together, someone else walked past, a three guard patrol who were very carefully eyeing up the group.

All three of the group were wearing some variation of blue, one of whom who looked like a brown human with four eyes, one of whom with what could only be described as a blue dyed hooded robe and the last a four-armed creature, wearing little but a blue loincloth. The batarian and shokan were spoiling for a fight, but the assassin held them back.

Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.
KarlKadaver Stupid Man Suit Wearer from Just offscreen... Since: Apr, 2011
Stupid Man Suit Wearer
#560: Jun 27th 2011 at 10:54:47 AM

'Brad' watched the processions with a wary eye.

This could get ugly real quickly.

edited 27th Jun '11 10:54:57 AM by KarlKadaver

Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#561: Jun 27th 2011 at 11:10:22 AM

The raiders seemed to tense up as the guards came closer, their cheer quickly turning to a more mocking sort of tone. The apparent leader was the only one who stopped at first, his pack taking the hint fairly quickly. "Well look what we've got here boys." He spoke, his accent clearly Scottish, or at least something that was meant to resemble a Scottish accent. "A pack of 'guardies. Ain't that cute?"

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Plumbum The Plum and Only from Chichester, United Kingdom Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
The Plum and Only
#562: Jun 27th 2011 at 12:55:59 PM

Looking on at the brewing conflict Ghost decided to go and retrieve the police officer.

"If that goes off, we need every hand we can get. I shall retrieve 'Omega'."

He spoke as the shokan moved forward again. Were it not for the assassin holding his allies away from a conflict a fight would have already broken out.

The Assassin spoke; "Go and get the Commander, and some backup. This is going to turn very violent very soon. You don't know with the rebel scum."

The batarian left in response.

edited 27th Jun '11 12:58:28 PM by Plumbum

Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#563: Jun 27th 2011 at 1:07:57 PM

The brutish leader laughed, it was a deep belly-guffaw that seemed to be equal parts genuine amusement and equal parts larger-than-life bombast. "We've done no wrong by you, guardsman." He said, his voice suspiciously free of mirth. "Me and my guys here just need to unload some old heirlooms of ours, have a good time and get out of here and that's not against the... law, is it?"

Jan stayed back, he was pretty sure this was brewing to a fight of some sort, and knowing the situation, he got the distinct impression they'd be pulled into it somehow, it had just been that sort of a night... well, day. He put his hand on his sword and twisted it to release it from the cane.

edited 27th Jun '11 1:10:58 PM by slowzombie

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Plumbum The Plum and Only from Chichester, United Kingdom Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
The Plum and Only
#564: Jun 27th 2011 at 1:13:08 PM

The Assassin was shaken. There were two of them. Of course, the shokan did not see this reason. He cracked both sets of knuckles.

Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.
Bindlestick Aww, son of a bitch from Mad Hole, country of the Screamers Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: Anime is my true love
Aww, son of a bitch
#565: Jun 27th 2011 at 1:28:24 PM

Tick Tock stepped between the Shokan and the supposed 'rebels'. "Whoa whoa whoa. Let's all calm down here. No reason to start a fight."

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#566: Jun 27th 2011 at 2:29:01 PM

The brute looked down. "What's the horse doing here? She your steed, guardie?" One thick sausage of a finger scratched just behind an equally sizable ear. This was a man who had seen a lot, but apparently not enough to take a talking equine in stride.

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Bindlestick Aww, son of a bitch from Mad Hole, country of the Screamers Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: Anime is my true love
Aww, son of a bitch
#567: Jun 27th 2011 at 2:37:03 PM

Tick Tock sighed. "I'm going to let that slide for now. Just so you know, not a horse. Pony. And I'm nobody's 'steed' thank you very much."

edited 27th Jun '11 2:38:20 PM by Bindlestick

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably
Plumbum The Plum and Only from Chichester, United Kingdom Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
The Plum and Only
#568: Jun 27th 2011 at 2:47:05 PM

At this point, the batarian returned with a significantly larger alien (about 10 feet tall), also in a blue armor. He carried a massive hammer loosely over his shoulder, with a large, bayonetted grenade launcher slung over his back. He also brought a large amount of backup with him, and the numbers were now more or less even.

"Grant me an explanation of what is going on. And why there is a talking horse here."

Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#569: Jun 27th 2011 at 2:59:28 PM

The raiders pulled back a step or two, everyone except their leader, who tilted his head up to get a proper look on the monstrosity. "Well if it isn't the big man himself. It's a pony, by the way." He nodded towards Tick Tock, a slight mocking grin on his face. "Me and my boys have no harm that need doing... which isn't to say we're not up for it. That right, boys?" The raiders returned to their place right behind their leader. "We're always up for a little dance with the guardies."

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Bindlestick Aww, son of a bitch from Mad Hole, country of the Screamers Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: Anime is my true love
Aww, son of a bitch
#570: Jun 27th 2011 at 2:59:48 PM

Tick Tock sighed again. "Just went over this. I'm not. A horse." She turned towards the raider's leader. "And it is a she, thank you. And I assume in this circumstance, dance isn't being used in the literal sense." Subconciously, she reached for her gears, readying them.

edited 27th Jun '11 3:01:59 PM by Bindlestick

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably
Plumbum The Plum and Only from Chichester, United Kingdom Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
The Plum and Only
#571: Jun 27th 2011 at 3:05:44 PM

"I don't know how you've survived so far, but if you're spoiling for a fight, I can give it to you. But let me say this - you have only survived your fights with me because your ragged bunch of misfits got themselves involved. So how about we take this one-on-one?"

Every guard in the vincinity had readied weapons, from modern firearms to poleaxes, even to stone clubs.


Ghost approached the police officer.

"I do not understand why you have isolated yourself from us, but we may need you shortly."

edited 27th Jun '11 3:06:09 PM by Plumbum

Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
Platypus!
#572: Jun 27th 2011 at 3:16:25 PM

"That's a mighty honorable offer, big guy." The brute said, stroking a sausage-sized finger over the wild stubble that marked his chin. "You're always up for a fair fight." He stepped forwards and drew his weapons, holding one supersized hatched in each hand. "I can respect that... shame really. Lads!" The raiders, who up until now had been putting down bags and various pieces of loot, drew their weapons and, to the tune of a throaty roar from their leaders, attacked. To be fair, most of them found themselves a guard to attack, but a couple of them went after the alien, unsporting and barbaric as they came.

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Bindlestick Aww, son of a bitch from Mad Hole, country of the Screamers Since: Feb, 2011 Relationship Status: Anime is my true love
Aww, son of a bitch
#573: Jun 27th 2011 at 3:18:56 PM

With that, the bags flung themselves open and the gears, again whirring like saws, threw themselves at the raiders. They sailed at their hands with the intent of injuring them, forcing them to drop their weapons.

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably
draconiansuperior The Draconic Superior from Home, doing stuff Since: May, 2011
The Draconic Superior
#574: Jun 27th 2011 at 3:34:20 PM

Adrian ate an apple through the whole conversation of the guards and the barbarians, as the Tick Tock tried to stop the fight before the barbarians drew their own weapons. Taking full notice of the situation, he threw down the apple, took his buterfly knife and opened it with one hand, he was more one to start a fight, be he was up for game today.

Plumbum The Plum and Only from Chichester, United Kingdom Since: Jan, 2001 Relationship Status: And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
The Plum and Only
#575: Jun 27th 2011 at 3:43:33 PM

"Hold your ground! Do not retreat on the Prophets' wrath!"

Parabus and the guards showed little heed to the civilians joining in the battle, if they were joining in the battle, many hands made light work, and this was the lightest work of all. Parabus was blind that the battle was actually fairly balanced. He was swatting left and right with his gravity hammer.

Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.

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