Posts by chocco

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  • synchronic // open, joining

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    well, changing from one body to another completely different one was an odd feeling, to say the least. furthermore, he hadn't exactly known what he was doing - all he knew was that he was suddenly in a feline body, and a few times, as he was trying to find some place that was considered a group - numerous rogues tried to beat him up for what he thought was no apparent reason. ( but in actuality, he bugged them until they lashed out. ) but yeah, why did they try to hurt him?? weirdos.


    jamison finally found himself at what seemed to be a border - shifting his gaze around, almost erratically, before plopping himself down. he supposed he had nothing else to do. he should just blend right in, shouldn't he? with the others that happened to live in wherever he was. because of course there was nothing odd about the fact that he was literally burned from fire all over, and appeared as though he was buried in the ground for a thousand years. which wasn't the case, but, he was quite dirty. he also carried a bag with him. there were bombs in there, but only he knew that! plus, he wasn't going to bomb them or anything. he probably didn't have a bomb big enough to do that. he wish he did.


    anyway, the only trouble he could cause was to himself, so they didn't need to worry. " oi! i don't 'ave all day! " he would call out, his australian accent strong. " name's junkrat, i wanna join! " the apprentice-aged male would add on, twitching as he spoke.

  • LEAVING NOTICE

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    oh no, inny! that sucks! ;n;
    i talk to you often on tumblr and stuff, so we'll still keep in touch, but having you off of ff is sad.

  • synchronic // open, joining

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    he blinked a few times at the first one to appear, his words seeming to go right over junkrat's head, since he wasn't entirely sure what he was talking about. but, he heard him say hello and his first name, so that was good enough. " nice ta' meet ya, niklaus. " he would say after the others comments, grinning. as the second person came over, he listened to her speak, this time. he was accepted, and her name was rigatona. okay, then! " thanks, mate! " the tom would say, shifting his gaze over to the camp for a moment, before looking back at the girl who accepted him. " oh, i'm a secret agent-spy, and that's my code name! " he told her, laughing afterwards. clearly that wasn't true, though.

  • The Elite Chat Thread!

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    it's ya boi
    chocco


    here with junkrat
    from overwatch


    i have too many characters

  • EGGOS — QUICK PROMOS

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    well, he knew a few of those people. and the word promotion sounded good. did they get a prize? they should...he'd be looking out for that. " yeah, congrats! " he would say, not really knowing what was going on. all well.

  • synchronic // open, joining

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; height: auto; margin-top: -8px; font-family: arial;][justify]" yep, sure am! " junkrat would reply as the kit asked him the first question, grinning widely. he listened to them introduce themselves, hearing that their name was callisto. for some reason that sounded familiar...perhaps it was just a word that he heard very often? or it was someone's name name, he wasn't sure. he tiled his head shortly after as they commented on his appearance. " i'm fine, actually! i've been worse. " plus, bathing was for wimps who couldn't take a bit of dirt. although he took that quite literally because he was filthy. [b]" nice to meet ya. "[b] he said to valor, before noticing there were a pretty good amount of people here. more than he thought, actually, but that wasn't a problem or anything.

  • REBELLION OF TERMINUS PLOT AND CHAT V.2

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    hiii there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


    & sorry for not being online yesterday,,my mom decided i shouldn't have my computer so i couldn't do anything.

  • REBELLION OF TERMINUS PLOT AND CHAT V.2

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    oh okay!!
    you can just make ophelia ask vanny about it,,, unless they are a proclan, now that i thought about it..
    are they a proclan?
    bc like trot is too emo & stuff so they can't hang out with people that are content with their lives