Not Quite Dead
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I think that's another american holiday.
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower His eye twitched involuntarily at the Skrall, Armani, suggesting that he and Big Red were friendly, doubly so to the point of nicknames. The fact he'd already subconsciously begun referring to Big Red as Big Red didn't register to him. Blessedly, the new arrivals that obviously out ranked Armani saved him the trouble of kzzzzplaining that he and the disfigured skakdi were certainly far from friendly. "I'm Ezezko, ace pilot for hire." Concise and to the point. Good job.
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Tex is my..... seventh, favorite leaf?
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I didn't know Tex was a leaf. I didn't know Tex was a leaf.
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower What did he just call him?
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower He hated patriotism. He just wanted to perform the kzzzzperiments needed and get out with his money and dignity...
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower And now some sort of gender swapped Bill Kazmaier-alike had joined their group. Why couldn't he ever associate with normal people? He took hold of and threw back the as-of-yet ignored drink in a desperate gesture.
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When is the next scene dropping
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower Holy crackers he must look stupid right now. ... "...you are also looking at one of the greatest living aerial combat experts... alive." There we go.
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower "You are looking at the greatest living pilot." The lie flew with the grace of a self inflicted shotgun makeover.
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Dude I wish I had a mental post it note Especially a long one Okay, the real reason I'm quoting this is because there's quite literally nothing going on in this post. No return quip, no continued sentence, nothing. I'm not saying I want you to do everything so that everyone else wins, but this keeps us from doing anything at all, as it's entirely going on inside his mind. He doesn't even have to say anything, just to show discomfort, or - well, basically anything. For all we know, he showed no sign of irritation or emotion and sat there without so much as moving a muscle. I think we're waiting on Nato, so that post was purposefully made like that.
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower Mistaking his sister for his brother would've been acceptable, but for this Skakdi to so casually and blatantly ignore his postured gruffness, carefully cultivated ruggedness and unmistakably masculine world-weariness was too much. Just too much. He chalked that one up to his long mental post it note of slights against him, real and imagined.
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower Keep cool, keep cool... Picking himself up and making a grandiose movement of dusting himself off, he plopped into the nicest and biggest looking seat available, leaving a goofy Matoran sized seat for Big, Red and Ugly. "I'm here about the experimental vehicle, sir." He stated matter a fact before tossing a sidewards glance at the Skakdi.
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower Before he had nary a chance to speak, the much bigger creature behind him pushed him forward, causing him to throw his hands up in defence of his face. It wasn't that effective. "What the karz was that for?" He growled
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SO WATCH ME WHlP WATCH ME MAY MAY
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I vote Ehks for manduck's death and Ghidora for baeblade's death
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IC: Ezezko - New Atero Tower What had that other bloke called himself? The best and worst chap in the wastes? Something along those lines. The undeniable worst chap (and he wasn't your chap, pal) of the wastes had formed a neat little line of one behind Big Red Ugly, he of the morbid knocking. Queued up just in time to see the waifish servant open the doors and mutter a greeting at the skakdi. Sidestepping out of the other's sizable shadow, Ezezko piped up before the skakdi had a chance to respond. "Yeah, me and my friends are here about the thing." OOC: Interacting with Maldrake
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I could not get my mind out of the gutter while reading those first two scenes
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CHARACTER Name : Ezezko Species : Po-Matoran Gender : Male Powers : Naturally talented at stone shaping and athletics like most stone elementals Gear : Noble Hau; Backpack full of tools for quick repairs to his aircraft; collapsable crossbow and three bolts for it; Protosteel sabre with the unique ability to absorb either electrical or heat generating elemental attacks and superheat the blade in the process. When superheated the handle and guard are relatively safe to hold, but the blade is exactly as dangerous (to both user and foe) as one would expect. One "charge" lasts approximately one minute Personal Aircraft : For Hire Allegiance/Role : Originally from Tesara, currently has no strong ties there. Nominally considered an odd jobber Appearance : Fairly sizable and jacked for a matoran, his body and mask are speckled in the camouflage of the desert. Rocky greys and sandy browns with a dash or two of rusty orange twinkling in the form of a mismatched piece of armor or three Personality : Ezezko carries himself with a carefully cultivated grace and an aire of lithe coolness, like a cowboy-quarterback-minstrel-playboy amalgamation. Both traits, are of course, completely false. He puts on the mask because it works a lot better than showing his true colors as a bitter and chronically backstabbing loser. He isn't a cuddly pitiable loser either and really really hates that character trope Bio : Perennially down trodden and unlucky, Ez comes from a background of failure, poverty and exile. All he really wants in life is absolute power and wealth, which is normal, right? Travels the great wastes taking whatever work comes his way and doing as little of it as possible while still pocketing the payment. This behavior hasn't earned him many friends in life AIRCRAFT Name : For Hire Model: Jetrax T6 Weaponry : Two completely vanilla Skyblasters, one mounted on either wing Customisation : Possesses a set of thrusters that allow for vertical take off and complex horizontal maneuvering in the air like the hybrid child of a helicopter and harrier jet. Also equipped with a set of rear view mirrors that remove the obscuring effects of weather, smoke, etc in their reflection Appearance : Stripped of paint and niceties, the somewhat nameless craft is identifiable solely by the large print in brilliant white on its starboard side stating/naming itself as "FOR HIRE"
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*snaps fingers*
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Wait, The Ghrinch is Ghidora?!?!
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Two days later.I trust that you did not play bionifight infinite.
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To attempt a profile on my phone or wait til my PC lives again... Tough call.
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wat
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>lynching a confirmed innocent
