taylor (Level 11)

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Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » The Valley of Souls

@Sonata: @Masterofdeath:

Taylor stopped in his advances.

Then he cried.

His tears flowed freely as a smile grew on his face.

That was the first time he’d been graded an A for anything in his entire life.

As he composed himself, he noticed a lot of melee happening around him.

Demons with big heavy weapons.

Scared and panicked grunt soldiers.

Lots of weaknesses to exploit.

Wiping his face with his sleeve, Taylor prepared two large screws.

Ever since he erased his own Presence back in Shinjuku, people that can sense energy ignored him in crowds or groups.

Like right now, everyone was fighting the lady or the other guy, but ignoring Taylor himself.

Their backs were turned to him, and they were inviting targets for his screws.

He stepped in and stabbed.

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » The Valley of Souls (OOC)

@Sonata: [ AND SO IT BEGINS ]

[ POSTED, JOINED THE PARTY ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » The Valley of Souls

@Sonata:

Taylor blinked, getting to his feet.

He remembered getting hit by that bus after getting pushed off that building he was playing chicken on...

If he had to describe his surroundings, the overwhelming consensus would be "On fire."

Applying some conjecture, Taylor quickly decided that he must be in that place most bad people go when they die.

Tartarus.

He refused to use the English name for the place, as he was convinced that this lake of fire and brimstone couldn't hold a candle to that classroom he entered every other time he died.

But, while he was grateful for the pleasant change of scenery, the question still remained-

What was he doing here?

He decided to start his investigation with the black-clad woman who just came through that ominous doorway of malevolence.

And, being Taylor, addressed her with the most respectful words he could muster in the presence of a lady.

[ HELLLLOOOOOOOOO NURSE! ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Break OUT! RP

@Lobos_Del_Rayo: @Manami:

Taylor looked at the screeching Raveena, then at Manami.

Then he began to have the strangest... urges...

He stretched out his finger and, flicking it against seemingly thin air, sliced it cleanly off at the knuckle.

Contrary to popular opinion, Taylor was not a fan of dying for the sake of it.

Yet, there were some very primal parts of his instincts telling Taylor to do what Raveena was saying and chop himself up in an attempt to kill Tavi.

There was only one thing for it.

Taylor erased his own libido.

Feeling the urges subside and his attraction for the fine ladies in the room wither and die, Taylor's smile faded.

[ SHANT. ]

Taylor turned around to face Raveena with a look that could kill in his eyes.

In erasing his own sexual urges, he also erased any hold that Raveena could ever place upon his free will.

She was powerless to control him.

But, he was not happy with the move he had been forced to make, and Taylor would make sure that someone would pay.

Who knows? Maybe a bit of sadism could rekindle that extinguished flame.

[ DID YOU KNOW..?]

[ ONE OF MY ABILITIES IS TO TURN MY OWN BODILY FLUIDS INTO SCREWS. ]

Looking around the room, there wasn't a person in there whose clothes weren't stained in Taylor's stomach juices or blood.

A large screw erupted from the knuckle previously housing Taylor's index finger. The pseudo-digit wrapped itself around a few strands of razor wire, then twisted, pulling the threads tighter and tighter as they began to close in on those in the room.

[ JUST KIDDING ]

[ THAT WOULD BE A SILLY POWER ]

[ OF COURSE I DON'T SUMMON SCREWS FROM MY STOMACH ACID ]

Taylor pulled on the razor web violently, closing the deadly net around everyone in the room, including him.

Blood stained the ceiling, walls, and floors as humans were turned into mincemeat.

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » The Valley of Souls (OOC)

[ HELLOOOOO NURSE! ]

[ I'D FOLLOW YOU ANYWHERE BEAUTIFUL! ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Your Character's Empathy....

[ HELLOOOOOOO NURSE! ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Shinjuku Shock RP

[ OH NO ]

[ MY KITTY ]

[ HOW TRAGIC ]

[ THIS IS THE SADDEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE ]

[ I DON'T THINK I CAN EVER RECOVER FROM THIS EMOTIONAL TRAUMA ]

[ I NEED TO LET THESE BAD FEELINGS OUT SOMEHOW... ]

Taylor turned to a small shrine and, picking up a discarded assault rifle, walked inside, hoping to find some remaining cultists.

[ C'MERE KITTY KITTY KITTY ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Shinjuku Shock RP

Taylor peeled his crumpled frame from the ground and addressed Arashi

As soon as these words escaped Taylor's lip's, thousands of curving, giant screws rose to pierce, penetrate, and subdue Arashi. Many curved over him, forming a massive net of metal as many Book maker screws moved in to pierce the lord Tengu,

[ AND YOU CAN BE CAPTURED ]

[ THEREFORE ]

[ YOU ARE NOT THE WIND ]

Taylor smirked, watching as screws burst from the other screws. A spiders web of metal to debilitate and enfeeble any opponent.

There was only one person who could get up after an attack like that.

And he was the one behind it.

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11
Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Break OUT! (OCC)

@Manami:

[ SO, I WAS ON TAVI ]

[ PUKING AND TALKING THAT TIME ]

[ AND NOW I'M GONE? ]

[ OKAY ]

[ JUST REMEMBER. I DON'T HAVE AN ENERGY SIGNATURE ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Shinjuku Shock (OOC)

@Shadowchaos: @ReliusClover:

[ IF IT AINT BROKE ]

[ BREAK IT ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Shinjuku Shock RP

Taylor screamed as the lightning scorched his flesh, but was able to slam a screw into the ground and stretch it high into the air, growing even higher than Arashi's head.

It was a perfect lightning rod. Lightning would be drawn to it and earth itself harmlessly. As long as he stayed below it, he would be safe from any more lightning bolts.

As it happened, Taylor was stood atop the screws, holding a massive bookmaker screw against the wind and then swung it down, spinning it so it would pierce the head.

Arashi would not see it coming. Taylor had erased his own presence. If you couldn't see him, you'd probably even forget he existed in the first place.

He was nobody.

Less than an ant under the storm's wrath.

But this bookmaker screw would bring Arashi lower than the dust under the ant's feet.

[ BAD KITTY ]

Taylor stabbed downwards.

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » RPG Character Ideas.

@Masterofdeath:

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Break OUT! RP

Taylor smiled, seeing the reaction he got from the woman. He dropped to the ground, ramming a screw into the concrete and holding it tight as he erased the Earth's gravitational hold on him. He didn't float at first, he simply span at an inhuman speed that snapped his shoulder into pieces. He'd trip Raveena onto her back with the spinning low kick.

After a few dozen rotations, Taylor felt a bit sick and lost grip of the screw, flying upwards from the ground before using Unskilled to make his All Fiction fail. Gravity returned, and Taylor fell to the ground. He landed on his knees, bones breaking and he puked. By his calculations, he should be straddled onto Raveena, but knowing his luck, he was just as likely on Jacqueline or maybe even this new girl, Taffy? Was that her name?

Who cares, he was on someone and that someone was covered in puke, so looked as bad as he felt. He opened his eyes, but his head was still too spinning to see anything... his left eye might have popped from the G-force, actually... Still, one thing was keeping him going.

[ MAGICALLY ENFORCED DESPAIR... ]

[ WHY MISS, I HAD NO IDEA YOU CARED. ]

Taylor smiled, then heaved again.

[ THAT FEELING OF ABSOLUTE, UTTER HELPLESSNESS ]

[ THAT KNOWLEDGE THAT YOU ARE JUST A SACK OF CHEMICALS THAT SOME HOW DECIDED IT WANTED TO EAT SOMETHING ]

[ THAT NO ONE WILL CARE ABOUT HOW YOUR PITIFUL EXISTENCE ENDS ]

[ THAT YOU'RE NOT A HERO ]

[ YOU'RE NOT SMART ]

[ YOU'RE NOT BEAUTIFUL ]

[ OR CUTE, OR PRETTY, OR STRONG, OR DESIRABLE IN ANY WAY ]

[ NO ONE WILL BE THERE WHEN YOU CRY ]

[ BECAUSE NO ONE EVER BELIEVED IN YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE. ]

Taylor reached up to his cheek with his one good hand and pulled it, forcing a facial expression as he looked to the ceiling.

Monologue over, he looked down at the body under him, and suddenly Taylor was completely unscratched. His clothes was fine, his skin unbroken and his bones weren't even cracked.

The same could also be said for every one of his victims in the room.

Taylor smiled at the person he was straddled on.

[ SO, THIS TURNING YOU ON OR DO I NEED TO BUY YOU DINNER FIRST? ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » RPG Character Ideas.

@Lobos_Del_Rayo:

[ GONNA STEP UP MY GAME HERE ]

[ BEEN ACTING TOO MUCH LIKE A HERO LATELY ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Shinjuku Shock (OOC)

@Kuro_San: @Shadowchaos:

[ YAY ]

[ POSTED ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Shinjuku Shock RP

@Shadowchaos: @Kuro_San: @VoidShiki:

Taylor formed two Bookmaker screws, one in each hand, and tossed them towards the backs of the angel and the girl. They wouldn't kill, wouldn't even bleed. Instead, they would drag the two of them down to his mere physical level.

He made sure to erase his own aura while he did so. They wouldn't see it coming, he had less presence than a shrubbery now.

Granted, no one would ever pay attention to him unless he wanted it, but that was irrelevant.

He didn't want these two from getting in his way.

Taylor walked up to the massive tengu and wrapped his arms around its feet.

[ KITTY! ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » [ TAYLOR SCHMITT'S BIO ]

[ I CROSSED OUT THE MISTAKES FOR EVERYONE ]

[ I ALSO ADDED A LIST OF MY MINUSES ]

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Break OUT! RP

Taylor's head was sent flying by the force of the last blast. Everyone was blinded, but during the flash, all of the wounds caused in Taylor's attack vanished.

The screws were gone, and everyone was fine.

Except...

Taylor's body was missing.

The room went pitch black as Taylor spoke.

[ WELL THAT WASN'T VERY NICE ]

Vision returned to the room as Taylor drew breath, then went dark as he continued to speak.

[ I MIGHT JUST FORGIVE YOU IF YOU KNEEL TO MISS RAVEENA AND APOLOGISE WITHIN FIVE SECONDS ]

[ BUT YOU BEST DO IT QUICK BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND ]

[ 5 ]

[ 4 ]

[ 3 ]

Light returned, and Taylor was stood next to Raveena with a massive screw aimed at her torso.

[ CHANGED MY MIND ]

[ I'M FICKLE LIKE THAT ]

And he rammed the massive screw towards Raveena. It was a Bookmaker screw, one that would rob her of all her abilities and drag her down to Taylor's level.

Making her all the easier for him to defeat, shame, and control.

Post by taylor (302 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Break OUT! RP

Taylor smiled, running straight forward at Raveena with a look of pure ecstasy on his face and knelt down at her feet.

[ I'M CU CHULAINN PRETTY LADY ]

[ AND I MUST SAY ]

[ I WOULD REALLY LIKE TO SCREW YOU MISS ]

Then the gore behind him was made manifest.

While not every female in the room fell victim to his attack, there were very few survivors.

It was a simple manner of erasing choice concepts to weave that tapestry of death in the time it took to run across a gym.

Jacqueline and Raveena were conspicuously unwounded.

[ WHADDYA SAY? ]

[ I'LL BE YOUR ATTACK DOG ]

[ SOUNDS FUN, RIGHT? ]

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