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I did a thing ((No, I couldn't be half-assed to name it. I think I can rename it if you guys have any ideas. This is my first music-related thing, so I expect you guys to hate it but I think maybe it turned out okay?))

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  • Re: Out of context

    "A couple well-placed grenades got rid of the children."
  • Re: TPBM

    Does a good sleep schedule really exist?

    TPBM wants to see Toleir taken down a peg.
  • Resurfacing memories

    ((In this thread; The dysfunctional group of Void leaders have a major falling-out. Takes place way before Dashnet City starts.))

    Toleir stood around the table among his colleagues, Yellowjacket and Darksight. The Voidlords were plotting what to do about Shadow. The first glitch to exhibit Voidlord capabilities - and, potentially, the only one to be as strong as one.

    "I say we present him with a choice. Work as an Enforcer, or die. It's that simple," Yellowjacket suggested with a grin. Toleir shook his head at the suggestion.

    "I'm tired of giving people a choice," the Head Voidlord stated, placing his hands on the table, after-images appearing behind him as he moved. "I say we just get rid of him - he's too much of a loose cannon to have on the squadron, and he's too dangerous to leave to his own devices. He could take our power right from underneath us. And then, everything would fall apart."

    "Well, you know what I think?" Darksight began, his voice bouncy and full of energy. "I think the poor guy's gone through enough with you splattering him all over the wall and acting like he's less than Voidwalker. Maybe we should just, you know, let him do his thing-"

    "Did you not hear what I just said?" Toleir interrupted, his shell beginning to crack behind him already. He wasn't irritated easily, but Darksight always got to him. From a name chosen specifically to be as edgy as possible to his annoying cheerfulness and refusal to accept when he's wrong, the Head Voidlord only kept him around because he also can't be gotten rid of. "I just said he's too dangerous to leave to his own devices. He could potentially wipe us all out if he truly has the capabilities we do."

    "He won't if we don't give him a reason to," Darksight responded simply. "Think about this; if we don't give him any more reason to hate us, he won't try anything-"

    "He MIGHT not try anything." Toleir slammed his hands on the table. "Look, Dark. I respect you. I always have. But are you really willing to risk the entire empire we built together on a 'maybe' and a refusal to accept that your actions have consequences?"

    "Well, SORRY, Mr. Serious Pants." The only time Darksight broke his usual cheery demeanor was for sarcasm. "It may be fun, but not everything is solved with violence. If we treat him right, he could even be a suitable heir to th-"

    "I CAN'T DIE, YOU IDIOT. I'M THE GOD OF THIS WORLD!" The normally cold and calculated Voidlord suddenly shouted, shell cracking wildly around him. "EVEN IF I COULD, THERE'S NO WAY I'LL LET A GLITCH LIKE HIM TAKE MY PLACE."

    Darksight was getting a bit nervous, however one couldn't really tell through his voice alone. "But if we just calm down for a few minutes and not be terrible people-"

    "YOU'RE ONE TO TALK ABOUT NOT BEING A TERRIBLE PERSON, WILFRED!" That one stunned Darksight into silence. In all his years since the two became Voidlords, he had never once heard Toleir call him by his human name. Yellowjacket stared at Toleir in absolute disbelief - he didn't even know Darksight had a human name. Toleir storms out.

    "If you're really so intent on sparing the little glitch, we can settle this in the Depths. Ten days from now, Void time. Be there."


  • Re: RunninginReverse's Music Shit

    New Day is now released.
  • Re: The Depths

    There is a flash of green in the Depths.

    Taking the light's place is a different Voidwalker.

    He seems to be wearing only a sweatjacket and jeans. Both of which are black.

    You could mistaken him for a normal Human, except for the fact that there seem to be metallic parts growing on him.

    Replacing one of his eyebrows is a scar.

    "Surprised to see me after so long? I swear it's been 200 years.."

    He steps up to the two other Voidwalkers,

    "Someone want to fight? Or was I just called here to watch you two yell at each other?"
    "The fight will be starting in a few minutes, probably," Toleir responds.
    Suddenly, a slightly tan Voidwalker with a black neckbeard comes out of the darkness with black hair shaved very short...

    And then another one... and another one... and another one...

    The ringleader of the group walks up onto a natural stage, and yells "We the best!"

    You can tell he hasn't gotten much exercise.

    He then proceeds to spit mad rhymes:

    "I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one, yeah
    And you sick of all those other imitators
    Don't let the only real one intimidate ya
    See you watchin', don't run outta time now
    I'm the one, yeah"

    He then grabs his necklace and says: "Man, I need myself a DJ Salad."
    ".̴ .͢ . ͠Toĺeir.̷ Whe͞n̨ the ̵f͢u̴ck di̷ḑ ̕so͢m҉eon͞e déc͏i̡de t̀h̵is̡ ̵wa͘s͏ ͏a p̧r҉ópe̶r ̵Void̀wal͜ker?̡" Shadow asks, turning towards Toleir.

    "I think one of the others got bored, maybe . . . ?" He sighs, before turning towards Yellowjacket. "Yellowjacket, is this one of yours?"

    In response, Yellowjacket simply laughs.
    Suddenly, a slightly tan Voidwalker with a black neckbeard comes out of the darkness with black hair shaved very short...

    And then another one... and another one... and another one...

    The ringleader of the group walks up onto a natural stage, and yells "We the best!"

    You can tell he hasn't gotten much exercise.

    He then proceeds to spit mad rhymes:

    "I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one, yeah
    And you sick of all those other imitators
    Don't let the only real one intimidate ya
    See you watchin', don't run outta time now
    I'm the one, yeah"

    He then grabs his necklace and says: "Man, I need myself a DJ Salad."
    "This is a battle, not an eating contest, you self-loving disheveled pig."

    My voidwalker seems very irked by the new guy's entrance.

    "Neither is this a dance and voice off."
    "Yeah͘. W͢e̸'r͡e͘ ̕g̕òn͘na̷ ҉be f̨uck̵iņg̀ m͠ai̕mi̶nǵ ̀eaćh͠ ót̛her͝,̸ ͏n͠ot ͢havíng ą ̕ra̵p͝ battl͢e .̴ . ͘. th̸ou͡gh͢,́ u͞h̴, I t͡h͜in̷k I've ̕śe͠e͏n ̕a̧ r̸a͢p b͝att̸ļe h̵app̸e͢n ҉b͜ef̷ore in̕ ̡herȩ.̡"

    "Some of the things that could have been pulled out of the hat are very strange."

    ((I immediately regret allowing joke characters . . . oh well. This should be interesting.))