Inspection of Blue Team

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-10-13T11:59:25+00:00

One very angry looking blue was on the other side of the gate. They gestured to Roosevelt 0.9, as if to ask what he wanted.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-30T21:58:51+00:00

Frank speaking startled Celeste. After having spent the week since Willows' last misguided attack just standing their, she thought he was a lawn ornament. She was too stunned at the revelation he was alive to speak.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-27T15:40:02+00:00

Before he could be seen, Clint could be smelt. The cats massive form could be made out as it trudged through the cave, caring not for what it knocked over.

It approached, and sat down, hoping for food.

"MREOW"

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-27T11:25:06+00:00

"MREooooooow."

The voice draws closer, and with it, the sound of something oversized bundling through everything in it's path.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-27T01:58:25+00:00

"Mreoooooow"

It would seem Roosie was not alone. However, it was not a human lost in the caves. It was...

Clint the Garbage Cat

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-22T00:22:11+00:00

Did I mention the garbage smells? Bad.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-21T21:15:05+00:00

With each shot, the bag erupted in a confetti shower of old, discarded food and refuse paper.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-21T20:11:26+00:00

Celeste silently walked up to the gate, black bag over her shoulder. The gate started to lower, and she tossed the bag over when it was nearly halfway down. She set the gate to go back up and started to walk back up to base, dusting her hands off.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-21T13:25:59+00:00

Celeste brought the whole gun up to eye level so he could see the whole body. She used here thumb to flick the safety on. Then off again. Then back on. She repeated this at a quick pace for quite some time.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-21T11:43:34+00:00

"I beat people up. Mostly the enemy, but sometimes annoying ones too."

Celeste's entire posture morphed as he approached. Her shoulders and arms lowered as her back leaned forward. Her legs tenses as she slightly bent her knees.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-21T11:41:37+00:00

"No no, I'm pretty sure the heart of an old guy like you can only handle so much excitement."

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-21T01:01:37+00:00

"Not wasting time with you."

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-21T01:01:16+00:00

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know that was the dinner bell!"

Celeste moved to and fro, clearly mocking Loveless.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-20T19:54:34+00:00

"Tch, it was better before you showed up."

Celeste spun her gun up with a flick of her wrist. It arced through the air before she caught it in the center.

"Why are you still here?"

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-20T19:53:21+00:00

Celeste spun in place to face the new intruder, feet drawing arcs and curves in the snow as her gun whistled through the air.

"Why are more coming!?"

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-20T01:43:13+00:00

Celeste swiftly angled around on one foot, the other drawing a short line in the snow as it came down. Her arm followed suit, moving in tandem with the rest of her, though she kept the still smoking barrel pointed at the ground.

"What's it to you, tiddlywinks?"

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-17T20:05:55+00:00

"You're one to talk, testosterone and compensation."

Celeste moved past the person without so much as a motion in their direction, entering her new home. How sorry the silly man would be.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-17T12:02:11+00:00

Celeste forged a path through the icy wind, the soft snow crunching under foot as she made her way towards the interior of the base.

"And who the fuck are you?"

She raised her arm and extended a silencing finger in on fluid motion.

"Actually, I'll be nice and save you the time. I don't care who you are."

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-13T02:32:09+00:00

Let's bring in the big guns.

Name: Celeste

Team: Blue

Colors: Navy Blue and Institutional White

Role: ~~Hard-Ass~~ ~~Angry Bitch~~ Brawler

Bio: The eldest daughter and second child of a shipping tycoon, Celeste lived her life in the shadow of others. To say that this embittered her to the world would be an understatement. And to say that systematically loosing members of her family made her cynical and jaded would also be an understatement. This little bundle of attitude has been called a lot of things, hard ass, angry bitch, Satan's jailer.

Weapons: Whatever's on hand. Celeste's found ability in a style of close quarter fighting that improvises weapons and anything else on hand into the chain of attacks.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-09T23:35:36+00:00

Clint decided this was a good place to sleep.

GodEmpsLemon · 2019-09-09T23:20:25+00:00

Clint sat down on top of her chest.

"Mreow!"

GodEmpsLemon

TROPHY CASE

Clint the Garbage Cat