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  1. doki doki literature club, while not necessarily a complete horror game, was pretty jarring and messed up. monstrum was strange but i could barely watch a kubz scouts playthrough of it without scrolling to the comments a few times per 5 minutes. really creepy idk oof powerlevel but i hate getting chased there are some others ack i forget them
  2. pacman is 100% terrible i've only gotten past stage one once
  3. i might have posted here before, but i moved accounts on da thepinkpistol.deviantart.com is my new one, haven't posted anything yet but i'm excited to
  4. (hehehehe) Party Poison took one look at his brother and immediately tried not to snort at his roommate's screeching, holding the best straight face as he could. Kobra Kid, who was the master of stone faces, just kept his cool and gently looked up to Yuri and gave him a look. "You alright there bud? Feelin' a little-- hot?" Poison was desperately trying to keep in his laughter, trying his absolute best to internalize it, as he knew Kobra was forcing back a pun that'd be a dead giveaway he did it, despite however good his straight face was. "I think you need some-- ice to cool down!!" Poison bursted out laughing at that stupidly executed pun, quickly covering himself up as Kobra continued to stare at Yuri over his sunglasses, holding back snorts of his own laughter. Ohh, this was gonna be bad...
  5. It had been a bit after they had waved a sassy goodbye to Senko, and now the two were off to their dorms, their rayguns swinging by their thighs in the holsters as they walked in sync with one another. Party Poison had his goggles over his eyes to block out the sun, Kobra Kid running his hands through his hair tiredly, whispering something to his brother about this place still making him feel more nervous than hearing the roar of BLI engines hot on their trails. Poison nodded and patted his little brother's shoulder in reassurance, knowing how he felt. All these strange monsters and spirit things and whatever did kinda give them a little bit of a nervous outlook to it all, even though they knew there was no way they could get ghosted here. Soon enough, they got back to the suite they would be staying at for the time they would be here for, the two going into Poison's room for the moment. Closing the door behind the two, Poison flopped down on his bed with a tired sigh, taking his jacket off and throwing it somewhere else on his bed, not bothering for now to unpack the few items he had brought along to this school, choosing to leave it for later. They had just got here, after all. "Who's this dude?" Poison turned his head to see Kobra messing around with Poison's suitemate's stuff, his long fingers playing with the laces of ice skates. "What the hell..." He had seen these kinds of things in old books, somehow left unravaged by the Wars, but never have seen one in real life before, as well, you can't really ice skate in a scorching hot desert. "Dude. This guy... I'm jealous." Got to spend all their time in the icy cold. Kobra growled to himself that that thought. "Frickin' ice guy dude. With goddamn edgy shoes." Poison shrugged, a smirk overcoming his features as he focused on those skates. Reaching down into his stuff, he managed to sift out some sand from his clothing. "Kobra, you're the master at ****ing shoelaces up. Do your best." Poison giggled mischievously, watching as his brother nodded and went to work on the laces of the skates, Poison soon walking over and simply dumping the sand in. This was harmless and small compared to what they normally did (take the gym incident earlier for example) but it still satisfied the two to do a little something like this which was very good. Stepping back, Poison admired his and his brother's work, deciding to nonchalantly walk out the room like nothing happened, for the other guy to find. Giggling to themselves, they didn't care that they were going to be a nuisance to the school. They had been doing it for years, hundreds of these little jokes and tens of those bigger pranks on the school. It's a surprise they hadn't gotten kicked out yet, but it was either this, facing the world uneducated, or falling back on BL's education. The latter two they obviously didn't want to do. And plus, this place offered protection from BLI, so they couldn't pass that up... Sauntering away, they waited in the lounge-kinda area, laying back on the couch and turning on the TV to appear as calm and normal as the two could. But on the inside they were both giggling mischievously to themselves, wondering what would happen next...
  6. Party Poison just blinked as the weird spirit thingy faded out of sight, a frown on his face as he shook his head. Even though he's seen a lot in this school, his mind always seemed to jump to things that made sense to him, so he just figured with this lady DESTROYA had granted her some power or whatever. Although it couldn't be true, she didn't look like the type to last long on a desert like their own... but at the end of her introduction, Poison couldn't help but giggle to himself as he shifted his eyes towards an amused Kobra Kid, both of them giving each other that look. You know the one. The one of rebellion, mischievousness, and a whole lot more. Poison looked back at this Senko being. "Uh..." He giggled again, Kobra biting his tongue to hold back his own chuckle at 'cool kid'. "Yeah... um... g-good luck with that." Poison said to her. And figuring they should at least introduce themselves as well, since it seems as thought there would be some sort of rivalry for top dog here at school, Poison went ahead and did that. 'Party Poison." Poison said, pointing to himself as his lips lifted upwards into a slight smirk. "Kobra Kid." Poison pointed to his little brother as Kobra crossed his arms and jutted his hip out in an almost diva-like manner. "Two names that'll be ingrained in your memory from constantly being blasted over the speakers. Believe me, you'll be dusted and seein' the Witch before you forget 'em." Well, there's his first bit of slang. It kept cropping up and will keep cropping up since both of the brothers are so used to using words like that it's been fully integrated into their vocabulary. They can't exactly help it... but oh well. She'll know what those words mean soon enough...
  7. finally im posting smth here's me lookin v emo with the fringe which is my brand and my trademark mcr varsity jacket lol god im cringy whoopsies
  8. i made bandom bunny cookies and decorated eggs and went on an easter egg hunt bc yes i am a five year old
  9. Kobra Kid hissed behind grit teeth, living up to the reputation he had kept for so long that he was some kind of snake dude, his sharp eyes staring at the scary woman with the Witch thing through his sunglasses. Party Poison raised his eyebrow at the lady, noticing that she took note of their rayguns at their hips. He didn't know what to say, because this lady had a spirit thing that Poison didn’t know whether he wanted to mess with or not, and he wanted to stay safe. For now. No use getting ghosted right here, before they even had a chance of going up against BLI and their own Draculoid freaks. Nah. Wouldn’t be too helpful. “Uh-” He stuttered, running a nervous hand through his soaking hair. “Yeah? Yeah.” Now both of their hands were at their rayguns, ready to vamoose out of there in a split second. Kobra gave his brother a dirty look as his fingers wrapped around the grip of his raygun, finger resting on the safety of the pistol-like weapon, ready to flick it off at any moment if Poison decided to do anything stupid.
  10. Soon, rather unfortunately, the two culprits had been caught, forced back into the still crazy gym and made to stand in their own mess. Although, it seemed to not deter them from making trouble. As the guards eventually went off back to work, the redhead, Party Poison, looked over at the blondie, Kobra Kid, as the sprinkles rained down on them both. Poison didn't know if these guards knew where on Earth they hailed from, so this was practically heaven for the two of them, as where they came from was a hellish climate. A desert. So free water raining down on them like the days before BL/Ind? Sign them up. They just hoped they weren't going to get ghosted for angering some of the other troublemakers here. That'd be a bit of a problem... Kobra let out a rare smile as he opened his mouth and let the water drip onto his tongue, not caring if the dye washed out of his hair or his jacket got ruined or whatever happened to him. He wanted to go back to his dorm sopping wet with water. It was the best element ever! Hey, if you're born on the barren terrain of a desert, you really get a craving for the bare basics of what keeps you alive. Poison was also enjoying it too, glad he packed an extra set of the crazy dye he had bought from Tommy Chow Mein just days earlier. Pulling his little brother farther into the fray, their boots making splashes against the puddles formed from the water, they were seemingly the only ones actually enjoying the rain. Which may cause unwanted attention from the other, now jealous, troublemakers. But they both weren't caring about that now. Until they almost ran right into the scary lady. Poison's boots skidded to a halt just inches before her, Kobra damn near crashing into his older brother as his own boots had a bit of trouble finding a catch on the slick gym floor. Looking up in awe of what stood before them, a, what Poison thought as a "Witch lookin' spirit thingy", they stepped back, both gulping as their hands were firmly set on the holsters that still, somehow, contained their rayguns. It was a miracle they hadn't gotten them taken off yet, mostly because he guards knew that if they took the rayguns off the rebels they'd just cause more trouble just to get them back again. They were all they had to protect themselves, besides Kobra's obviously amazing kung fu skills. Yeah, sarcasm is obvious here. The blondie's hand flew up to stabilize his sunglasses, not wanting to let them slip off his nose and ruin his "cool" reputation by doing so, Poison keeping an arm out to keep his brother from going any further. "What the hell..." He whispered to himself. This was new.
  11. Amongst the fray of the speech, two arguably hard-to-miss teenagers sat restlessly in their seats, completely bored out of their minds. Their dust-blown hair still resided from their home world, from just being pulled straight from it. Hell, even the sand in their black knee high boots (to keep the snakes away) was still in there. But, whatever these two might think about this 'dumb' and 'static-less' school it still was a good getaway from the madness that went on in their home world. Didn't mean that this speech they had heard what seemed like a thousand times over wasn't boring, though. For sitting in one spot for this long didn't fit well with their fast-paced, kill or be killed lifestyle they were so used to. No, it was rather quite unlike that, especially with their teenager spirit, and not something either of them liked to do. One sat in a brightly coloured blue jacket, bored to the Witch and back amber eyes staring through long, thick locks of violently red dyed hair. His skin was tanned to a golden brown, scarred hands covered up by fingerless gloves. Around his waist was a brown belt, and attached to that, lower on his thigh was a holster. And in that holster, well, resided a yellow raygun, safety on but his fingers itching to use it. He wanted to blast some Drac heads, their ugly mugs haunting his vision and taunting his mind. But no, he had to sit here in complete boredom, until this professor who he could never remember the name of decided to not keep droning on about useless crap and finally end the speech. Sat next to him was a stick thin, scrawny little thing. Well, hardly scrawny, many a wiry muscle lay unseen under his jacket. Well, that being said, hardly little either. Taller than the redhead next to him, although only by a couple of inches. He too was wearing a bright jacket, this time coming in as a red leather jacket. And he too, had some weird ass hair. Pulled over his head was bleached blond, the sides of his head cut down significantly and dyed a darker brown. Neither of these two had their original hair colours showing through, no, it had all been dyed and bleached out. Just recently, too. Sunglasses sat comfortably on the blondie's nose, although he obviously didn't need them. He was always wearing them, leading to rumours like, the only reason he wears his sunglasses is because he has some crazy-lookin' eyes or that he's blind, or even, he always wore sunglasses to keep the snakes he had instead of eyes from attacking. Yeah. Crazy crap. But unfortunately, this dude did not possess that power, just had a normal set of amber eyes, resembling the likes of those the person next to him had. It's just he kept his sunglasses on out of habit. In this guy's holster resided a red raygun, his long and gloved fingers ignoring the same itch that the guy next to him felt to ghost some baddies and instead choosing to wrap themselves up in each other on his lap. Finally, after what had seemed like forever, the professor dismissed the audience, leading the redhead to look at the blondie with a look only the blondie would know, the two smiling mischievously. Standing up abruptly, both of their hands near the holsters on their thighs out of sheer habit, they made their way calmly through the crowd heading out of the large room where they had all been gathered in. The redhead flicked down his own sunglasses, which had been sitting prettily on his head throughout the entire speech, and the both of them pulled their bandannas over their noses again, out of unbreakable habit. Subtly bringing his red raygun out of it's holster, the blondie looked towards his accomplice. Redhead's eyes flitted around the room slightly, looking around wildly for something... but what? But the redhead's eyes settled on a little red bell thingy hung on the wall, and a mischievous smile overcame his face as he looked towards the blondie and pointed up towards the bell. With a smile of his own, the blondie raised his raygun and seemingly aimed for the bell, but no. Aimed right below it. Quickly covering his ears, the redhead took cover as with a loud bang, a bolt of bright green light escaped the raygun the blondie was holding and shot towards the bell, landing right on where the blondie had aimed it. As the smoke from the scorch mark the blast had made in the wall traveled up into the bell, it went off with a loud, ear piercing BRRRIIIIINNNNG!!!, the partners in crime giggling to themselves as lights flashed and more bells went off in the gym. Running through the now confused and distracted crowd, trying their best not to laugh, the two accomplices made their way through the crowd with ease into the outside. Finally, as they stood outside, the bells still going off, they could hear the shrieks of everyone inside as the sprinklers went off as well, and finally they burst out into wild laughter. "W-We're so g-gonna g-get dusted f-for this!" The redhead said in between laughs, the blondie looking up through teary eyes at the sound of his name, nodding in agreement. "I k-know!" The blondie managed to get out inbetween his giggles. But it was then that a teacher began to call out for them, their booming, angry voice echoing into the outside. "PARTY POISON AND KOBRA KID GET BACK IN HERE THIS INSTANT!!" The teacher called, knowing exactly who had committed the act, as the two didn't quite have a clean history here. And with that the two partners in crime looked at each other with excited faces and wide eyes as adrenaline began to course through both of their bodies. "RUN!" They both shouted at each other, and it was not long before they heeded their own words and absolutely bolted out of there, leaving the soaked gymnasium in their wake, the bells echoing after them. ~~~ Theda didn't expect to come out of that speech absolutely soaked, but she did, her body dampened with the water from the sprinkler system as she made her way back into her classroom. The teachers and guards were after the culprits who had done the act, the two already known for their countless other acts of rebellion. From what Theda understood, their world was a chaotic one, and they both didn't respond to authority well nor did they like to listen to rules. They live in a world without rules, where they despised authority, in a world where authority screwed them over and the only thing they could do was rebel. But what Theda couldn't understand was why they couldn't just drop that attitude when they came here, was it really necessary to set off fire alarms? For Poison to paint pictures of all sorts (no genitalia, with him that was really surprising) on the walls? To have Kobra bring a real cobra to school and let it loose? For the two of them to sass teachers and say everything they can possibly say to get under everybody's skin? Theda didn't understand. But oh well, Theda couldn't do much about it, only growl to herself as she went into the back room, changing into a fresh new uniform and setting the soaked one to dry. She busied herself with work and practicing for her first class of the year, grabbing some of her swords from the back and sparring with a dummy. Today was gonna be a long day.
  12. i'm actually surprised crap like roblox isn't following in club penguin's wake and shutting down either it's so outdated and honestly needs to go
  13. (bump it) (twist it) (pull it) (shake it)
  14. flockof-doves

    Green Day

    they were on like the stephen colbert late show and omg "god's favourite band" damn right
  15. finishing up projects and homework but i'm here because i hate myself
  16. i had one a couple nights ago where i was racing against lightning mcqueen on this super lit mario kart track that may have been because i was playing mario kart that day and watched cars again a couple nights before that
  17. two words. band merch. and maybe band members idk just casually pushes mikey way behind back
  18. eeeeeee i meant the drop they're still dropping obvi but i can't grab one rip i'm so impatient lmao Please don't multi-post unless you're doing a lot of coding (like multiple quotes) or it's been a while and no one else has posted.