Dannylonglegs

Definitely! There's allot of stuff to go off if your character is a cop! For one thing you could follow me, Inserge (aka; the phantom) or the police car crash! I am going to make my character wake up soon, I too have had allot to do, midterms and the like! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Oh great, where could William be? I could have sworn he was holding my hand before we exited! He must still be down there looking at some relic. *sigh* We should really look for them, oh wait Ripley already decided to revisit that planet Siegourney already decided to look for them. What's this, a proposal?! Oooh, now things are getting interesting!

Inserge was furious. He swung his shotgun around his shoulder again after methodically cleaning it to remove any 'slime' it might have obtained during it's brief contact with the mutant or the sewer floor. His Logical mind had already come up with an answer to what had happened; The two monsters had scared off the two man who came to his lair earlier. "Why should I care though," He asked himself, thinking aloud, "They had done nothing wrong, and I was merely investigating." He stopped walking. He turned around to see another figure leaving the damaged pipe that he had left through minutes before. "Hey, You!" Inserge called out to the shade. "Who are You?!" No reply. The figure, upon exiting the tunnel, began jogging at a brisk pace in a straight direction. Infuriated by the insubordination that the stranger displayed, Inserge ran after him. Inserge soon realized that this being was not solely human as despite the fact that Inserge was a physically fit person, he was unable to maintain the speed of his ninja-like opponent. Constantly ten feet ahead of the pathetic human was Ichi. He turn his head slightly to see his pursuer. He was a male human roughly 5 feet 8 inches with a muscular build and some type of armor. From that he analized that he was likely a good fighter. He had a cape and a hilt for a sword, and an antique gun, it was reasonable to believe that he was theatrical and a heavily styled sword fighter. He didn't have a chip, so he was an outcast, perhaps some sort of rebel. The fact that he had managed to keep up with him for so long also meant that he had endurance, as well as a motive for following him. The motive; It was unlikely that the human had discovered his quarry, nor was it likely that he had personally offended him(which was the actual reason) It was more likely that the fool was out for some type of revenge. Ichi continued to run, now attempting to escape his pursuer without having to take time out of his search. He pulled a pellet out of his pocket, regarded it for a split second and tossed it to the floor releasing a cloud of smoke. At the same time he fell to the floor did a simple twist and was about to head of in a different direction, had he not miscalculated the depth of a puddle at his feet. A seconed delayed from his routine was all that Inserge needed. "Oh no you don't you slippery son of a--" He swept down with his blade as hard as he could, but it ricocheted of of his Prism shield. "We don't have to fight, I doubt that you have an apropriate motive for attacking me." "Yeah, I've got two, one your a cyborg, and two..." He raised his sword as a challenge"... You ignored me." "This is unreasonable." stated Ichi, drawing his blade. "That's just what I wanted to see." smirked Inserge, finally getting acknowledgement from the curt ninja. "I hope you realize You are delaying me." "Good," said Inserge as he struck at the ninja. Ichi parried with enormous strength and skill, but Inserge's sword did not stay on ichi's for long as he brought it around and swiped at his sword bringing it up. Both of the duelists were masters in the art of swashbuckling, and the fight lasted for a while with neither of the two being hurt. "It is obvious that we could continue this for some time, and I do not wish to be retained." The Tech-Ninja said mid swing. Inserge blocked it and then swept it away, but held his blade. "I see." he said, his blood lust satiated. Ichi sheathed his sword, and Inserge did too. For a minute they looked at each other. Inserge couldn't see past the goggles on Ichi's face, but Ichi could tell that The Pirate was almost broken, continuing the fight would soon result in the tired human to err, resulting in his death. It wouldn't be soon enough though. Ichi had judged the moment that he saw the armor on Inserge, that it was for defense against projectile style weapons, and piercing weapons. A shot from a lazer weapon, like the one he carried with him, would kill him much more quickly. In the blink of an eye, The white armored opponent of Inserge, swung his arm over his shoulder and pulled out a gun. "You fought well, but I need to catch something, and your not it." with that he blasted inserge in the chest, flinging him several feet away from Ichi. Ichi then turned and jogged away. Inserge picked himself up, and yanked a knife from his belt. He then tossed it, lodging it in the exo-skeleton of Ichi, who, if he felt it, did not respond. "Slippery son of a--" and with that he blacked out. Inserge regained his consciousness a few minutes latter. He was face down in the streets of New Terrel, and he was being approached by three figures. They looked like STEELs, but they were carrying bats. "Hey, Jho! He's alive!" "Crap!" "Hey, I think I saw that guys picture in the news!" "Yeah, It's that Phantom guy." "Let's send a message to the fuz! Heck we'll look like heroes!" "NO." Inserge managed to say in a groggy, yet assertive voice. "Yeah, well what are you going to do about it, Ched's sending the N.E.R.V. Mail to the coppers right now!" "I'm going to kill you." Inserge struggled to his feet, though every muscle in his body protested, he then unslung his shotgun from his back, and wispered "Get outa here you no-life muggers." "Damn, 'Guy's got a gun!" "Let's get outa here!" the three thugs skedaddled down a narrow passage out of Inserges sight. The police would arive soon though, and Inserge was not going to stick around until they came. He dragged his aching body the eight miles back to his lair, where he took some medicine and collapsed into his mattress. ---------------------------------- Pedro, did I portray Ichi well? If you guy's didn't know by now my character hates "cyborgs", and is proud to be one of the last humans alive. He is willing to put up with them though. Also in the begining of the post, he was angry because he had been served by Reptile, who he considers himself superior to, and also he was angry that Ichi (who he still doesn't know anything about aside from the fact that he's super human, and has one of his daggers on him, aswell as a cut) did not acknowledge him. Also Inserge's Armor is pretty useful against lazers, as well as the other things mentioned. It's kind-of funny Callmepie, originally I was going to make you one of the suspects as well, but i wasn't sure how you'd take it! Reason for Edit; Spelling error, and no end quotation mark. Then I added a bit more because I was unsatisfied by what I had written.

YES!!! It's Finally up! I'm So Exited! I'm Enlisting for the imperial army Sir! I would love to join in this Mafia Game, To hone my mad Skizzels, and be any Role you assign to me! Dannylonglegs reporting for duty Sir! I hope I make it in! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Inserge strolled through his halls at a liegerely pace. It was a mile too the lair of 'Reptile' as it called itself. It was dark. Even with the dim light provided by his neon. Inserge was pretty certain that bright light hurt the mutants' eyes, but he wasn't sure, not that it would help him "...If my damn lights keep flickering!!" he finished his thought aloud and it echoed in the tunnels for a long time... ...In a room beside a giant mechanical contraption drooled Reptile. The former human disdained his mangled radiated body more than Inserge hated authority but unlike Inserge this horrid beast had some purpose, something to desire, and as Inserge walked the lonely halls of his subterranean life Reptile fought for control of his own brilliant mind. "Rah! I've got to find that one! the special one! I know he'd help me! I despise this body!" Raged Reptile. A crab-like creature looked upon him with it's beady eyes, not sure what to do. all of a sudden though Reptile heard a noise. A noise. A noise? What sort of noise was it? An angry noise. It was a scream. Reptile didn't know whos it was nor did he care. "Oh! what now!? My light are down! I can't see! Oh for crying put loud!" It was nearer, and now Reptile's interests were piqued, but not his, his subconscious monstrous interests... He was hungry. Soon in his frenzied state Reptile left his lair....crawling on all sixxes. (Just like general grievous did in his confrontation with Obi wan in ep. 3) ...Inserge walked through an archway...In the dark...unknowingly being hunted by a green scaly mutant... "Thank god I have night vision goggles" groaned Inserge, putting them over his eyes just in time to see a humanoid monster rushing towards him, on the ceiling. "Oh boy!" "Rawr!" shrieked the reptilian abomination as it leapt from above. Inserge pulled out his shot gun(as it was the quickest thing to grab) and clobbered reptile on the head as he came down. The thing picked itself up and looked at Inserge with it's huge bulbous yellow eyes and then reconsidered his attack. Obviously he was armed and had good reflexes.."No!" The human side of reptile had regained some manner of control. "No! I'm just too hungry! Sorry! Ah! With that Reptile ran back to his nest, leaving the Pirate confused, alone and again in the dark. He walked on weary of Mutant freaks. Eventually he reached a wrecked pipe leading outside and stared down it, and saw the neon signs of the outside world, as well as the rain. "hmmm," pondered Inserge, but he was interrupted by Reptile sitting on a chair near a computer. "Greetings, Person-with-gun" said Reptile. "I realize that I behaved outlandishly earlier, but umm... I 'm sooo hungry..."

No but he left my Camera! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Inserge would have to lie low for a week or two. He was now associated with the murder of seven police officers and a Ching. 'Great' he thought, 'I was getting kinda used to the rain.' He payed Kabuto for the two bowls of crab legs and walked back into the street. For a minute he stood and looked around. People were everywhere. 'Good, no one to see me.' He kicked a loose sewer grate out of it's place and dropped himself in while a black clad yakuza slyly nugged it shut. It was dark and wet in the sewer, just like outside, but without people. After Inserges eyes adapted to the dark he found his light switch. Immediately upon flicking it on the sewer systems for miles from that point light up with a neon glow. Only purple, blue, green and red, other colors damage night vision. The cavernous complex was rusty and the floor was one continuous stream of refuse and dirty water, the stench; terrible. A lime colored arrow pointed him in the direction of his own personal lair. He sauntered into his throne room; a large den with scraps of technology lying helter-skelter among other debris. His room was light with purple neon he had stolen from a group of STEELs a few years ago. He turned to his computer. It was so outdated that it could have run on steam and not surprised anyone who knew of it. Of course that was the type of thing that one had to resort to now that everyone on the planet had a chip. Inserge checked the news first, wondering if the dead police officers had been discovered yet. They had. At the scene was reporter Ace Winawango, a pretty looking woman in a red trench coat. "In an alley off of Cherry Blossom Street, disaster has struck! Seven Police Officers were tragically murdered in the line of duty. They were in pursuit of a chip-less criminal known only as The Phantom by the people who saw him, when the cops appear to have been shot in their backs by bullet weapons! The chief suspects include Johnny Roads, an escaped convict and STEEL gang member, and Hellen Grant, a Homicidal STEEL with a history of police murders. If you see either of these suspects or the mysterious Phantom please send the police you aid immediately." 'Phew' breathed Inserge. "I'm glad that I'm chalk free, but "Phantom" Who comes up with this stuff?!" "Now to check the security cams." The first thing that Inserge had done upon adopting the sewer as his home was to rig it with top of the line security cams so that he could tell if anyone had been messing around with his things. Naturaly he couldn't bug the whole sewer complex, so he put as many as he could in "high Frequency" areas. He ran through the videos quickly, merely scanning for disturbances. He finished his sector, and then decided to investigate the Ching corner of the city, especialy the dispicable mutant lizard thing living right below Solar-Com. There was only one thing that mutants were good for, and that was disposing of evidence. Inserge thought back to all the times he had killed someone and framed the monsterous denizens of the sewers for it. He then Concentrated on the computer. As the video flew past in rapid motion Inserge saw nothing out of the ordinary, untill... "Crash" A RAT popped out of a pipe! And what's more, the reptile helped him up! "intriguing." muttered Inserge. Then into the scene stumbled a clueless, what looked like a police officer, but with closer inspection Inserge recalled this to be none other than the stupid vigilante who nearly lost him a kill once. They fought but the RAT and other fellow escaped, and the mutant went off picture. "Hmm... " Contemplated Inserge. "I should Investigate..." -------- I may or may not upload pictures for this Frankly, it's not common knowledge that the murderers were the Yakuza, but It's actually assumed that the murderers were STEEL, which of course, you know isn't true. I also put you in the background of all of my pics...I guess you didn't notice also if you're 'Freighter' is the truck from smash and grab, that's actually supposed to be Mr. Kabuto's, but i guess there can be two cars in the city that look alike Because of blade runner, or perhaps the other way around... I'm sorry about that.. I temporarily forgot that you were the only one in town w/ a tommy but that's okay, you stole my sword OH... Oh.

Okay! This is my first topic that I have made to display one (or more) of my Mocs, so be harsh and analytical in describing how terrible my creations are, and how awefull a person I am for even concocting them! Be brutal, I can take it! I'm a masochist! BTW it's Pic heavy, but don't let that deter you! First of I'd like to show you all a 'group project' of mine that my brother and I did together. To be honest, my brother was more of an 'adviser'. He basically told me what to do, told me that I was doing it wrong, told me to rebuild it, and then gave up on it and left it to me to take pictures of and upload on Flickr (which is the worst part. I HATE uploading pictures). The premise is that the Blackhole gang has found a rugged Explorien research lab, with countless rare gems and paleontological find, and is in the act of robbing it, and dismantling everything, and then robbing that. All of a sudden though a stike force of Space Police officers, including 2 commandos rushes to the scene. Unfortunately for the Police, every Blackhole gangster is armed to the teeth with state-of-the-art kick-megablox weaponry, and not even a K9 bot can stop them! I love the battlecry that the commando is doing, I think it's perfect! Kranxx is such a jerk! that guy's crying but he doesn't care! The overview at last! more pictures at my Flickr acount Next up I have a group of vignettes including all of the SPIII villains I have (I don't gotst the Skull Twinz sorry) Kranxx is an anarchist! Now, I can't decide which version of Slizer's I like best, so I'll delegate my problem TELL ME WHICH ONE YOU PREFER! And lastly I am very proud to present my amazing Blacktron APC (Advanced Pod Craft) Used by the Blacktron Menace as a more powerful strike craft than the usual generic pod crafts, this baby can be found as the work horse of any Blacktron Fleet! Also known as 'The Seal' by Space Police for obvious reasons. That's all for now, and remember to be scathing, as I take pleasure from it! Also If enough of you find my Mocs offensive, I'll post them more often, just to get a jolly! I'm sadistic too! EDIT; I'm a knight now, Yippee! ~Viva the Insectoid aristocrat!

Outside the cloud covered the city Island's sun, but in Terrel the sun mattered little. The streets were bustling with people not caring to think of those they walked past, completely oblivious to anything aside from their own agendas. Chings carried themselves with their chins held high, looking down upon the "peasantry". RATs hid in miners vests and walked in groups down the neon lit streets, no doubt planning a cyber-heist via their chips, looking for a low security online account of one of the Chings amongst them. STEELs scrounged the streets and dirty alleys looking for useful technology to take apart, re-build and sell to the RATs on the black-market for an exorbitant price. Miners chatted while on their break about their wives, and their lives, and then drowning in saké. Yakuza and pirates looked out from behind their bars and noodle shops thinking of money and power. Everyone was wrapped up in his or her own individual world dreaming of change and a better life. The sky burst with rain and rolled with thunder and still Terrel swayed with it's eternal agendas and it's strive to survive to the next day. Some would not have a next day in the city however.... Inserge sat alone at his typical booth in his 'friend's' Japanese Restaurant, The sign above him displayed the word FOOD in several languages including; Japanese(obviously), English(the 'official' language), Mandarin Chinese (the other official language), and French. In an effort to avoid becoming drenched by the rain he had pulled his cloak above his head, but it hadn't helped him much, and now both his hair and his hood were soaked. He was eating his favorite meal, spider crab legs, and he found that it was particularly good that day. He was about to walk in to chat with the cook, a grumpy man named Sasuke, when he heard a disturbance in the croud. "Hey! That suit cost me three hundred credits!" " I'm sorry sir this is official Police business." Hey! Watch were your going mister!" Terribly sorry mam, Police business." " Yo! Dude! I was like, eating that!" "If you'll excuse us, we're on very important police business." The police were in town, that put a damper on the already damp Inserge's mood. "Great," he thought "I better just sit this one out, If they take notice of me, and they try to scan my chip, they'll see I don't have one and turn me in" He buried his head in his plate of legs and covered his eyes with his hood. "That's him! That's the bounty hunter who killed my brother!" Bounty hunter, killed brother? Inserge knew that the man with the brown hair was talking about him. "I just ran a chaeck on this guy, and not only does he not have a chip, but frankly he doesn't exist on our data banks! We don't even have a picture of this guy!" alerted one of the cops. " Let's get 'im boys!" bellowed the cool-looking captain of the group. "Crap" muttered Inserge. He picked up his plate and bowed to the chef inside the restaurant as he ran past carrying a cleaver and a fish, and stood up keeping his face concealed. " If you want me, then come and get me!" he challenged. He threw his plate at the police captain and dashed of into the crowd. The police followed in pursuit as well as a group of spectators from the sushi restaurant. Inserge made headway, as he was one person, and the others were a mass of people, but at-last Inserge found himself backed up against a wall in a STEEL alley right next to the restaurant owner, Yoshi Kabuto's truck. The officers closed in on him, and the crowd, who had been left behind once Inserge ran into the alley was nowhere to be seen, but the spectators from the retaurant, including the chef and owner, were right behind the cops, invisible to all but Inserge. Inserge reached behind his back and pulled out his vibro-blade, preparing to make a final stand, but suddenly a cop fell to the ground at the sound of a tommygun being fired. Another fell in suit, and then another. Just as the last cop was going to turn around to witness his assailant he too was thrown to the floor. At last the only remaining member of the police horde was the brown haired Ching who's brother had been killed earlier (in my introduction) by Inserge. He spun around franticly scanning for a glimpse of anyone who was near. If he had scanned with his chip instead of his eyes he would have found seven people and an add for Yoshi's Sushi Restaurant. but in the great state of fear he was in he had no sense to check that way. He turned around and backed up facing Inserge. Tears on his terrified face mixed with drops of rain. His heart pounded in his chest at the speed of sound. He Cried "Help!" but the sound was lost to a crack of thunder. His throat was slit by a blade vibrating fifty times per second, proving a deadly clean cut, and he fell into a puddle of water and blood at Inserge's feet. Just then out of the shadows stepped the spectators, the Yakuza who kept the sushi restaurant, carrying deadly guns, and grimacing, rain slipping down their crooked faces. "Good job bringing them into STEEL territory. now the Fuz'll think that STEEL ruffians killed their palls." Yoshi congratulated, his gold pants sparkling like a vampire's skin. "And good job too you for getting them while their backs were turned, Now their chips will not display any incriminating evidence." Inserge replied. "Yeah" agreed one of Yoshi's lackeys. "I have one suggestion though..." Inserge started. "And what's that?" asked Mr. Kabuto. "Move your truck." --------- Here are some Pics I didn't use, and to clarify, the Yakuza are the same as the pirates, just more gangstery and japanese. They all fall under the same banner, but I am the leader of the pirates, and Mr. Yoshi Kabuto is the leader of the Yakuza.

HA! oh, wow that is a fail! Just like TLC still uses the prelim pic of the Galactic Enforcer in the back of the Space Police instructions! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Wow! It keeps getting better and better! Mon-deiu! Il continue s'améliore et s'améliore! I like the chainsaw too! J'aime la tronçonneuse aussi! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

This is interesting, I was just talking with sir brickme on the subject, and all of a sudden, a topic pops up! As for the game Lego Risk, I think it's a fun idea. as for the excicution, I would make a LARGE map of the world over top a grouping of big blue plates, and use the new micro mini figures that show up in the new LEGO games as a soldier, perhaps a mini brickbuilt hore-like thing for the calvary, and a 2by2 cannon for the cannon. Those are my thoughts on the matter. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Oooh that was clever KDog! I love how this not only ties in with the current going ons, but also with the previous Dr. Who-Ronald showdown! It looks like the Doctor didn't do much last time, because Shwartz is still gunna run for president, and Mikey is still gunna be a cat! I hope Dr. Who can straighten out Ronald for good, and I wonder what our pall from M-tron is doing deep in the subconciousness of the time junkey! ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Wow those are fantastic! I like the stripes and the SNOT work really works! It looks pretty unique. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

So how will these gangs work? ~Insectoid Aristocrat

I think I'm the Pirate's leader. I've got what it takes, and I'm probably the only pirate! I'm willimg to make a few NPCs as well. I was already planning on including my ex-first mate. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Hmmm... I Like it! How about this tHe twinks may wIne, 'c _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ :skull: Mwahahahaha! (ps; the comma and apostrophe are part of the puzzle too ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Mon-dieu, Votre MOC est incroyable et très grand! J'adore l'intérieur, et le conteneur est bon aussi Comment est mon Français? Oh my God, your MOC is incredible and very big! I love the interior, and the dumpster is good too! ~Insectoid Aristocrat, and Francophile

Sheldon's dead. yep. So... So far the chapter has been good! Is this the end of the chapter? ~Insectoid Aristocrat

I guess that I'm not either . And it's more than a hobby, it's a job Great comic! I have to agree with Tereglith that the comic was hard to read at times, but not as hard as mine was (I didn't even put my words in word bubbles.) ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Donna; Demon resurrection! I'm so glad I bought the Fiendish Codex; Hordes of the Abyss 3.5th edition, this is gonna save our Megabloxs'! 25 $ well spent! Oh, am I the only DnD player on the tour.? Quint? Nope. I'll be quiet. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Oh my, this is a frightening complication! Now there are insane cultists trying to awaken these monstrous statues, releasing foul demonic demilords from beyond the seven pits of hell!!!?? *Crescendo* Oh, this is awful. I came into this not believing in ghosts, and now we're all gonna die here eaten by fiends from the underworld. Wait, what was that about the swords....? Ripley Ripped? Oh, great. Well atleast we know that silver saves the soul

You and I both, but let's just say it was poorly lit, or perhaps Inserge painted his lair black, but either way, most of my grey peices are in use. ~Insectoid Aristocrat

Well my character is up and killin' here's a link to the comic; Linky-poo Yes, I told you he was bad I hope I can make him a dynamic character and have him die doing something good (totaly overused, I know!) or atleast kill someone important ~Insectoid Aristocrat

This is my Cyberpunk character's introduction. It's Pic heavy. The black speach is Inserge, my Cyberpunk character, and the grey is Marcus, a scummy Ching. This takes place in the sewers of Terrel. Inserge, I'm surprised to see you. Of course you are, no doubt you thought that those buffoons you hired could actually kill me. Well, you went cheap. I doubt you payed them half as much to try to kill me, as you promised me for killing your Ching pall! I even took the chip out of the back of his head for you! Just the way you ordered it. Your mooks are gone too, and I almost fealt guilty about doin' them in. This is madness! I'm sure you have many enemies! You don't know that I hired them! One of them fessed up. He was pathetic. How much did he tell you? Which one? Nothing, and neither. You just told me everything...Everything except this; Why not just pay me you rich dirt?! Stop! Take this Zerbite! I have no use for Zerbite. I want you dead. Ha! Toss. Boom! Ouch. But...That was supposed to short circut your chip! Why aren't you dead?! Because, Marcus, I'm a human, not a cyborg like all of you chippies out there. And I'm not killed by computer bugs. It takes alot more to kill me! I know, it's a little dark, but wadya think? My character is basicly evil, but against the bad guys. (And anyone else who gets in his way.) The mooks are supposed to represent cheap Blacktron RAT hitmen, but I didn't want to use Rench's body for them because thats too commonly used Hope you liked it, or atleast weren't disgusted. ~Insectoid Aristocrat