Posts by ThatOneKat

(Zinkurai: "OhOkeyByeMr.Officer."
x'D Sorry if I wasn't clear about Zinkurai's advancement towards Xavier and them!)

"Yes, we do not look very similar, now do we? Nor attitude, even under pain, a lot better mannered as well." he listed a few of his own traits that contrasted her. "Being raised together - well, in the Air Temples you kind of figure everyone is like a family member. Thus, she is my sister. I do hope you forgive me for the generalness." He apologized, forcing a small, quivering smile on his lips. "She only wanted to help me - even if it was very much against our teachings. Please, convict her, but at least allow me to follow suit. If not, who else can tend to my wounds and put the real criminals behind bars? I'm sure she hasn't mentioned why her strikingly handsome brother is still beautiful, besides the hand? Listen, I can help! Just - a pet for a pet, is that how you say it?" He tried his attempt at reasoning. "Put the group who handi-capped my poor hand to justice! Should I have deserved it?!" His voice raised, though he turned around to try and calm himself down.

"Maybe. Maybe I did deserve it - maybe I shouldn't have been trying to play Mr. Hero to save her last time. I don't even know their d*mn Gang name - I tell them to back off and not five minutes later they're pinning me down and - you know the rest. Go! Convict her, but at least help me." He begged, turning back to Xavier with pleading eyes. "That's all she wanted to do, and by the Avatar, if I am going to have to stand before the council to convince them of her crimes, I will do so as long as I get some help. And, if it helps her, then that's fine with me. No? Still no? Cuff me! Blind fold me - I can't do much.. Us non-benders are never as good as you." He gave a cheeky grin, stiffled with a small cry as he let his hand fall to his side. "Of course, that's what some people say.. If you're still too worried, then please at least give me an escort to some type of hospital. I feel like I've been trying to filibuster you for the last day or so I.." He shook his head, stumbling to the car and leaning again it. Burrying his head against the metal roof, he sighed at the coldness. "Or at least wrap it up for me, huh..?

Oh, wow, okay. I haven't thought about this. Y'know what - that sounds cool! :DD Hell yeah, I'm totally willing to play Rick. I mean, I'm not the most creative, but we can think of some sexy-awesome adventures!

I'd love to! :DD Whenever you'd like to, just tell me and we can start plotting ASAP!

Nah! I've got an English essay I have to revise by Friday, and that's it. Bring it on!!! >:DD

SO! Your OC - what'cha got planned for there?

Hah! x'3 Sounds great! Well, would you like me to start? owo

Also, do you want to incorporate any of the Rick and Morty theories into our RP?

"I"m a slut for fan theories.."

Best quote of the year. x'''D Yeah, I can start, just gimme a minute..

"Oooooh shit bi-atches!" Rick laughed, flailing "You Rock" hand signals as he drove the space ship back towards Earth. "Oh d-daa-burp-mn! W-we're going to get us to go to Blips and Chips, Son!" He laughed uncontrollably. As he entered the atmostphere, he began to get a bit faster. Getting closer and closer to home, he started to slow down before calculating the precise landing.

Of course, like always, he would landed with a the slightest spin to the ship, parking it neatly. People always wondered how he could still do things so amazingly precise, even whenever he was drunk; Rick would never tell them.

Opening the door, he plopped out of his chair with a mountain of hard beers. He laid on the ground for a moment, as still as a corpse before jumping up. "A-ah, Morty.." He grumbled before racing up stairs. Kicking the door in, despite having a key if it were ever locked, he turned on the light and stumbled around towards Morty's bed. "C-c-c-(belch)on! M-Morty wake up!" He snapped at Morty playfully. He must have forgotten it was only three in the morning..

Rick's cheeks puffed up just the slightest, almost like he was about to puke. However, he pulled through ; glaring down at his Morty for a moment, he gave an exaggerated sigh of annoyance. "M-M-Morty don't d-don't be such uh.. Such a bitch about this, M-Morty!" Rick criticized, wiping the alcohol from his lip before giving it another hearty slurp.

"List-burp l-isten Morty!" He snapped, despite his grandson doing nothing out of the ordinary. Wrapping a rather strong arm - for an old man - around Morty's neck, he grinned and pulled out a small gun. "Look at this baby!" He laughed from his drunken state, flicking the gun back in it's history. "I wanted to play that guy that everyone looks up to.. Y'know, that protagonist in that weird little book so many people read? What's it c-c-belch-aaaalled Morty? W-w-where the guy is-is like a super powered human and he has other super powered humans around him? A-a-and he's a complete ass? O-oh! Right: God! I wanted to play G-God. So I made a downgraded p-portal gun, Morty, a downgraded portal gun! It let's me see anything I want! And you know what I want..?" His speech stopped stuttering, as his mind seemed to be completely on one thing. Shooting the vision into Morty's eyes, all the two could see were the Cockatrice, and their statues.

Grabbing Morty by the arm, he began to drag him through the house with relative ease.

*Whisper whisper*

May I join? c:

O yay~! c: Just a picture and a starter~?

Okay I've been looking for a face claim for like, three hours. x'D I don't know where you guys get them. If I have to get a real-life face claim I can, but if not I'd just like to use my profile picture. ;-; Or if you want I can describe with such amazing detail it'll make you say "eh, good enough." Sorry about the long wait.

The Ravenclaw boy traveled down the hall with his small 'posse' of friends ; they were a mix of Gryfindor and Ravenclaw, though the Ravens outweighed the group. Alexander was a fairly popular half-blood Ravenclaw, who always showed a great interest in some of the muggle sports as opposed to magic. At sixteen, almost seventeen, he stood around five nine, with two-hundred and five pounds being his total body weight. His face was fairly beautiful: cream-colored team, not many blemishes, and just the slightest tan. However, his nose was what stood out. With a small bend to the right, it looked as if his nose was in a permanent broken position - though it was not too noticeable.

He had arrived at Hogwarts as thirteen, being born a little later than allowed to attend. Because of this, he had to wait a year, and was thus one of the older fifth year students. Since he had an extra year before Hogwarts, he developed one of his few muggle passions.

"Ah.. Oi, hey fellas'," He began, shaking his head as his group passed up Grey. "Go on ahead without me. I don't have class for a little bit, so I'ma hang around here, see if I can scoop up anything, a'ight?" He suggested, before pushing them blubbering babies away. He and his friends laughed before he leaned against the wall. Stroking his dark brown hair back, he fixed the dark blue and black scarf around his neck. "Sweet baby Jesus and Cthulu.. I don't know how you guys are comfortable with this kind of weather - where I'm from, school is usually canceled!" He chuckled a bit, his hazel eyes glancing towards Grey. His accent seemed from the United States - possibly southern or western. "Hey uh.. Hah, hey, I've got a quick question.."

With a small pause, he crouched down beside her and pulled out his class schedule. With a small blush appearing on his face, Alex rubbed the back of his shivering neck in embarrassment. "L-listen: they just switch me from Potions to Potions AP. Would you happen to know where that's located? It says like.. Classroom Z-9-296, but.. Well, easy to say them boys back there won't leave me alone about it all semester, y'know?" He gave a playful sigh.

Thanks! I just - I can't find any face claims that I like. Thank you! >3<

Alexander smiled with joy as she agreed to help him. However, as she began to explain it, his expression became one of curiosity and utter desperation. "Uh.. Y-yeah, that's uh.. A little trickier than our dorm room question." he laughed, slowly tightening the scarf around him in a fit of awkwardness. "That.. Would be wonderful, i-if you would! Oh, thank you, thank you!" He praised, his spirits seeming to be lifted once more from her generosity.

"S-so, um.." Alex bit the inside of his cheek, trying to figure something in his mind so that the conversation wouldn't be so dull and awkward. "I-I see you're into some muggle stuff! Drawing, yeah? Well, not to uh.. Not to brag or anything but- haha! Y'know, I'm a pretty good color-er." He winked playfully, hoping to snatch up a few laughs.

"Well, most Slytherins ain't too keen on helpin' us Ravens out at all. I'm a bit more than surprised that you said yeah! Well, hey, that's good. I'm glad I'll have at least one friend in the class. Yeah the Ravens can be smart, but Almighty can they be stupid y'know what I'm saying?" He groaned, rubbing the bridge of his nose in mock-disgust. "Johnny and Thomson. Lil' piss-ants, they make me so mad I just want to break their wands, y'know?" He insulted his friends as though it was an everyday chore, before smiling. "Good guys, though.. S-so! You draw, yeah? Wo~uld you say you're pretty good?" He inquired, walking a bit faster to keep up with her.

OOC: Thank you!!! >3<

Rick continued a small steam of burps as he talked. "O-oh shut up M-M-Morty!" He croaked out with a small laugh, slapping the boy's back with a large grin. "To stone, Morty, to stone!" He wiggled his fingers in a mockery attempt at the creatures, pretending the kill Morty. With a giant sigh, he crossed his arms and walked a little faster. "D-d-don't be such a b*tch, Morty! Y-you know what? We could be getting rich right about now if you took my advice and just took the f*cking pill." he rolled his eyes in an attempt to annoy and anger Morty - it was always kind of amusing seeing his grandson like him. Rick certainly liked it more than when Morty bent over backwards for him 24/7 like that lazy b*stard Jerry..

"But that's besides the point, Kiddo!" he wrapped an arm around Morty, his drunken grin getting wide as a Cheshire as he looked around. Jumping into the space craft, he narrowed his eyes. "Get in."

Starting the car-ship, he glanced towards Morty as they began to back out, and quickly into space. "Okay! You know the p-plan Mor-Mo-Morty? Great! We go in, kill those mother f*ckers, and then we just take all of their stuff!" He mused, his eyes seeming to fill with a bit of lust for blood, though it was quickly soothed over by his own talk of money.

"Please tell me your dad is Stan Lee.." He mused over the thought for a few moments as he followed her, beginning to go into a small fit of giggles. "Because if you're his daughter, please, take me now!" Alex joked, giving her shoulder a playful pat. "Hey, while you're -- oh, hey! We share this class, don't we?" He questioned her with a bit of amusement and giddiness in his voice. "Well, if we do.. I'm Alexander! Though, Alex is fine, if you wouldn't mind.. How about you, Garden Snake?" He teased, poking fun at her house and personality at the same time.

"Artists, huh? Well, I dunno.. I pride myself on having seen a good bit of art, and I'd rate you pretty high! Definately a lot, a whole lot, better than what I can do!" He gave a half cheeky smile, before looking off straight ahead. "Ah, I think we're getting close.."

"Grey? That's a.. Dull.. Name.." He paused, trying to act as serious as possible. However, as per usual, he gave a few laughs of approval at the name. "It's nice - not very common. I didn't think a color could be a name!" He teased, sticking his tongue out for a moment before looking towards the door. Leaving his tongue out, he pouted and acted as if he were sick, "I really don't want to go in there.. I've heard too much crap about this class!" He groaned a bit, opening the door. Finding only a few friends, he made his way to a clean, clear table.

*Whispers.* Tracky

<3 I had one of those kind of double crossing ones. owo Like Alex and Bijou knew each other, were kinda friends, but he went over to the Lord while she stayed with the Lady?

Oh! Some of the Myths, fearing for the Lady of the Sun, split her into three dividing parts to put into separate people, so she couldn't be killed as easily?

Also at the moment, who's winning the war?

Anytime! And thanks for keeping them. c: But I gotcha! Also, having enemies know each other is so fun.. I saw a little post and it was like "paint the town green. They hate that color." Or like little inside jokes and it was the cutest thing I've seen. x'3 Also, when will we be starting~?