AmpharosPlush’s Comments (group member since Dec 20, 2012)

AmpharosPlush’s comments from the SUPER FUGGING AWESOME RP GROUP group.

Molren looked at Leah. "Molly? That sounds awfully feminine. Though, I was never one to care much about such things. You're free to call me that all you want!" Molren said with a smile. No one noticed, but his goggles gave Molren some amazing sight abilities. He was looking around is 280° sight, observing the area and the people in front of him nearly invisibly.

Molrens sight is amplified by his goggles, so he notices Ossy. He decides to pretend to not notice.

"My name is Molren Stoutheart, but I'm fine with most derivative names! Of course, don't call me Mole. Moles give me the creeps." Molren said in an almost carnival game manager fashion. Cicero the mechanical badger sniffed around Calypso. "Sorry. He gets a bit excited."

Molren decides it's high time to see if the camp was still up and running after his one year journey. He walks there and notices the congregation of people. "Hello." He says towards them.

Name: Molren Stoutheart
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Power: Metal/Machinery
Pet: Small automaton, shaped like a badger. Named Cicero.
Ships: Meh. Sure.
Weapon: Both of his prosthetic hands can switch between multiple gadgets at any time, his favorites being a grappling hook and a harpoon.
Skills: Expert engineer.
Personality: Eccentric, curious, fun. He's generally quite happy and loves making machines.
Life before: Average at robotics.
Room Mates: None
Enemies: He's become the enemy of quite a few groups over the last year.
Friends: His machines.
Likes: The sound of scraping metal, the sound of running machinery, ancient machines, brooms.
Dislikes: Those who see technology as useless, failure, scorpions.
Crush: No.
BF/GF: No.
Description: Usually wears a brown, somewhat Victorian shirt covered in straps and pockets along with a pair of goggles and black pants. He keeps a few firearms he's created just in case. He has long black hair and a slight beard growing. His eyes are never seen.

Hm. Sounds fun.

Feels: Yes, that one.

Ninja: I honestly don't mind the president that much. I mean, economically I'm more of a capitalist, but I think he's doing most of the right things socially.

That's very good.

I intend to do my extended metaphor on our faceless blur of a world. I'll probably also do one on the Lydonian fields. They've taken my liking as of late. Plus, I've already done a poem elsewhere for the Veccian piers.
I actually think it might also be cool to do an extra one about Molren Stoutheart. Of course, I'll make it really obscure and pretty.

Me! :3
But I'm so behind... T_T

I didn't want you to ban me. I wanted you to *Bans Flame* me without legitimately banning me. Of course, I was stupid for expecting you to do what I did.

I'm sorry, though. :(

You've disappointed me, feels. I expected you to say:
"*Bans Flame*"
I think it was just the night and I was in a trolly mood. Sorry.

*Controls the plot*

*Bullies everyone*

*Gets bored*

*Reaches maximal apex of cussing.*

*Uses the word out of context*

Feels, I think you'll know the correct response to that. :3

I've always loved ASDFmovie.

Everyone just did a random profile image swap.
Well, some people.

JONATHAN BEEZLEWORKY
JOHN B.
JON B.
JOHN BEEZLEWORKY
JON BEEZLEWORKY
BOB
Every author ever. Trust me, I took a class on it in 9th grade.

The pope is resigning.

*Wears fedora.*

Failure is the first step to success or understanding that something is entirely impossible.

I'd like to note that my suspicions were actually quite high.

That pretty much sums it up.

Actually, I intentionally said that so you would thing I was an idiot for selectively reading. So ha. Change that to shitty trickery.