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08-12-2012, 09:13 PM
Noise
May 29th, 2012 at 2:10pm
Noise had never been one to ignore a fight...well...except when he was
high of course. However, he wasn't now(there didn't even seem to be
any weed in this new land anyways) and his new bud Vikram and the
Mirage lady were fighting for the downtrodden so he figured he should
pitch in to stay in good favors with them.
The sunlight was limited, the light falling behind the horizon at the
ending of the day, as Noise trots into the foreign lands. His huge,
18hh, form pounds the sandy earth with toned muscles, and a body made
half of BioMetal. The night-black hide glimmers only on the left, his
cyborg half, while the right remained stubbornly darkened. His
mohawked mane had already begun to glow pink, purple, orange, green,
yellow, and blue in the receding light but he chooses to keep the LEDs
on his neck and back devoid of light, the better for attack. He
approaches a clearing made of packed sand with just enough give to
allow good purchase. The beats of his hooves mimicking the beats of
war drums. He is Noise. No challenger had met him yet and his giant
form stops, tense, to await an approach.
"Come, my space monkeys, defend your desert!" bellow the words from
his impossibly deep voice. He could almost giggle at his words. In
fact, he must physically retrain himself from laughing by focusing on
whom would answer his humorous call. Huge, bulging muscles quivered
slightly with anticipation as he congratulated himself on his new
insult. Aaahh, space monkeys, that was a good one.
{Set at dusk so he can use his LEDs..which are like his only magic..lol
3 posts each, magic allowed+ closing defense}
Official
June 1st, 2012 at 1:07pm
48 hours have passed. Noise is winner by default.
May 29th, 2012 at 2:10pm
Noise had never been one to ignore a fight...well...except when he was
high of course. However, he wasn't now(there didn't even seem to be
any weed in this new land anyways) and his new bud Vikram and the
Mirage lady were fighting for the downtrodden so he figured he should
pitch in to stay in good favors with them.
The sunlight was limited, the light falling behind the horizon at the
ending of the day, as Noise trots into the foreign lands. His huge,
18hh, form pounds the sandy earth with toned muscles, and a body made
half of BioMetal. The night-black hide glimmers only on the left, his
cyborg half, while the right remained stubbornly darkened. His
mohawked mane had already begun to glow pink, purple, orange, green,
yellow, and blue in the receding light but he chooses to keep the LEDs
on his neck and back devoid of light, the better for attack. He
approaches a clearing made of packed sand with just enough give to
allow good purchase. The beats of his hooves mimicking the beats of
war drums. He is Noise. No challenger had met him yet and his giant
form stops, tense, to await an approach.
"Come, my space monkeys, defend your desert!" bellow the words from
his impossibly deep voice. He could almost giggle at his words. In
fact, he must physically retrain himself from laughing by focusing on
whom would answer his humorous call. Huge, bulging muscles quivered
slightly with anticipation as he congratulated himself on his new
insult. Aaahh, space monkeys, that was a good one.
{Set at dusk so he can use his LEDs..which are like his only magic..lol
3 posts each, magic allowed+ closing defense}
Official
June 1st, 2012 at 1:07pm
48 hours have passed. Noise is winner by default.
