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| [Character] Kamina [Canon] Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann [Player] ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) laenavesse (can call me Laena :D) [RP] ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) somarium, verinthia[MSN/e-mail] laenavesse[@]hotmail.com [AIM] Laenavesse [Timezone/Availability] GMT -6 (Central Time U.S.) | |
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| Yo! I'm too busy exploring this place or kicking some ass at the moment, so I can't answer this whatchamacallit right now. Just leave a message and I'll get back to you once I figure out how to check this damn thing again. Why do the keys have to be so damn small?!
[ooc: :O You have reached Kamina's voicemail :D It's amazing that he managed to find and set it probably had Yoko help him >_>, but anyway, if you have any ideas or threads that you want to include Kamina in, feel free to comment this entry! Can be done IC-ly or OOC-ly, meaning you could have your actual characters leave a message or just talk to me as muns :O Just tag the comments [IC] or [OOC] ^_^] | |
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| Even though I have the thread for Kamina in the Perma-HMD for somarium, I only recently realized I don't have one for the other RPs I throw this journal into >_> So anyone from the three communities can give concrit here, too. The only thing I ask is specifying which RP the concrit is going since he actually comes out from different times for each xD So either in the comment or in the header, just specify which RP: SOMARIUM OR VERINTHIA. Anon commenting on, comments screened, IP logging off.in b4 GET OUT MORE | |
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| if u ned a plac and in the city go undergrownd
the sewers
smells but works
better an outsid
suck it up
[Filtered to Heat]
u cant eat sand | |
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| T'ch people keep disappearin' on me.
Looks like my head mechanic's gone back home. Yoko yer still around ain't ya?
And anyone else around here know how ta work cars? | |
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| [PUBLIC]It was the desert, just outside of Somni. But there was something slightly strange about the scene. A large, red mech was standing some distance away from the barrier. The sand was rippling around it just like water, and as the view zoomed in a bit, viewers could see it holding a rather large metal pole with wire hanging from the end.
"Time for some real game," Kamina's voice could be heard, the mouth of the Gurren moving in sync with the words so it looked as if it were the one speaking. A giant steak the size of the mech's hand was hooked on the end of a massive hook before casting the line out into the sand, where it immediately sunk into as if it were water.
"Come on, gimme a big one!" he said, and within the next second, the sand exploded as one of the giant desert sharks leaped high into the air, its teeth sunk into the meat. He gave a loud "Whoop!" as it plunged back into the sand, and immediately the Gurren could be seen trying to reel it in like a real fisherman.
The shark's fin popped in and out of the sand as he ran around, trying to pull the beast back. Soon all that could be seen of the struggle was just the movement of the sand as Kamina reeled it in.
But something was wrong. It was getting a little too easy. No longer was sand being thrashed about in the air and there wasn't much tension on the wire. He soon got his answerwhy when he finally flung the rod up and found not a shark...but Heat.
The cannibal had somehow eaten the shark while under the sand and was now dangling an arm around the only remains of it still clinging to the hook: the head.
"What the hell--HEAT! THAT WAS MINE!" Kamina's voice boomed from the mech. The mouth opened to reveal the cockpit that he had been sitting in to pilot the Gurren, and an irate Kamina could be seen in full view standing on the edge of the mouth and just a few feet away from where Heat still dangled.
"Tasted like crap," Heat just said as he spat out a piece of bone.---------------------------------------- ------------------- Heat, ya better not do that when we actually get out there or I'm gonna kick your ass. | |
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| [PUBLIC]( Hey, old man. )--------------------------------- You were wrong about one thing, old man. [heh] But guess it doesn't matter here or back home. But yer right. Time ta get movin'! | |
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| [PUBLIC // LET'S PAINT THIS TOWN RED 8D]Kamina had stumbled upon an interesting sporting goods store the other day and after some brief investigation (and goofing around with some of the equipment), he came across a large rack of paintball guns.
True, he wasn't like Yoko who was an expert at these types of weapons (she'd probably call them cheap toys...which they kind of were. Except for the cheap part. ...And they weren't exactly toys --oh whatever), but he at least knew how to handle one: which was to point the barrel toward the TARGET and actually pull the TRIGGER to fire.
Which was what he did toward the targets that was nearby. Seeing the red paint splatter all over the place was surprising to say the least, but his look of "WTF" changed into one of "COOLEST THING EVER".
Well Kamina knew what had to happen now. Have a sudden shot of the Dai-Gurren HQ and then a room loaded with the paintball guns (and there was quite a variety of them...is that an assault rifle model?).---------------------------------------- -- OI! EVERYONE!Who's ready for some real action?! Anyone interested just give a holler! We'll have two teams and set a date. Dai-Gurren members, I'm expectin' ya there! | |
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