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Alter Ego RP.
Alter Ego RP.
BLASTER!!!!!!!!!!!:
Well, it's kinda an RP, the normal peeps such as Winter, Brooke, Lol' Sis, etc, never post on here. Only we post.
Winter:
So what she's saying is: few people have alter-egos, huh? So here you can make your-ever-living-alter-ego, or use the one you have! Then... we get to go on an Adventure and there you have it-
BLASTER: ALTER EGO RP!
Name: THE BLASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gender: Female
Nick-name: Blast, or Blaster
Age: Ageless (durrr!)
Appearance: Pink Fluffy Unicorn, that likes Dancing on Rainbows! Wearing a back-pack, Mountain Dew dispenser, pie-shooting gun, and a FIREICE BAZOOKA!
Other: Rules Blastin' Rainbow-town
submitted by Winter Firefly, age and, THE BLASTER!!!!
(February 1, 2015 - 9:35 am)
(February 1, 2015 - 9:35 am)
J.B.E, of course. I think.
(February 6, 2015 - 12:11 pm)
SQUAWKADOODLEDOO!*
*Translation: Yep, that's me!
(February 6, 2015 - 3:04 pm)
I mean, she wasn't paying attention to what was around her. She wasn't literally in her own world.
So... yeah she has turned into Rose bud, and Wildflower will be locked away while she writes.
(February 5, 2015 - 6:00 pm)
MMMM.... Pies. In my face. Or, preferably, in my mouth. Through my esophagus. Into my stomach.
(February 5, 2015 - 6:29 pm)
IF U LOVE THIS RP THEN LET'S SET A GOAL TO GET 100 POSTS. ALL SAY AYE!!!
(February 6, 2015 - 2:11 pm)
Me; PRINCESS PLATYPUS!!!!! NOT PATTY! NO NICKNAMES, YOU DID NOT BEG!"
BLASTER!!!!!; Listen, Patty-
Me; YOU LOOKIN' FOR A FIGHT, PONY?"
BLASTER!!!!!; No, but it seems you are.
Me; I THOUGHT I MADE IT QUITE CLEAR THAT NO ONE WAS SUPPOSED TO CALL ME BY A NICKNAME, UNLESS THEY BEGGED. DIDN'T I? HMMM? HMMMMMMMM?!?!?
Squeak; No! Gah! No pie! Have mercy!
Wildflower; Dear diary, today I . . .
Just then, something small and hard hit me in the back of the head. I turn, and of course it's Gold Guy.
Me; YOU WANNA FEEL MY WRATH, GOLDIE LOCKS? HA! GOLDIE LOCKS IS A GOOD NICKNAME! NOW WE'LL SEE HOW ANNOYING A NICKNAME CAN BE!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHEHAHAHAHAHHEHEHEHHAHAH
Danie and Piester at once; Come back here, Squeak! We swear we won't pie you. We were just, uh, teasing!
Chaosie; HEY! That's MY pie!
Just then, a bunch of lavender-colored, book-shaped, pillowcase-toga-wearing aliens landed in front of us.
Me; HEY, LOOK AT ALL THE LAVENDER-COLORED, BOOK-SHAPED, PILLOWCASE-TOGA-WEARING ALIENS THAT JUST LANDED IN FRONT OF US!
BLASTER!!!!!; WOOHOO! Party time! C'mon everybody! Let's kick some lavender-colored, book-shaped, pillowcase-toga-wearing aliens' butts!
(February 6, 2015 - 3:07 pm)
No, I bake the pie FOR that purpose. We're in cahoots. >=}
Anyone for the pledge??
(February 6, 2015 - 6:08 pm)
AYE!!!!!!!! AYE AYE AYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(February 6, 2015 - 9:49 pm)
HOORAY!!! NOW LET'S GET THIS ROLLIN' FOLKS!!!! TOP!! OH, MAGIC BLUEJAY, R U JOININ'??
(February 7, 2015 - 1:24 am)
As soon as the lavender-colored, book-shaped, pillowcase-toga-wearing aliens appeared, Wildflower was so surprised that due dropped her diary and turned into Rose bud, who immediately dissapeared until a Wildflower came back.
Princess Patty led an army of wild alter egos at the lavender-colored, book-shaped, pillowcase-toga-wearing aliens.
Chosie began baking ammunition pies like a chaotic whirlwind. She then passed them to Piester, who was taking down the lavender-colored, book-shaped, pillowcase-toga-wearing aliens!
THE BLASTER!!!!!!! Uttered a battle cry that sounded something like this: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHYYOOUUAARREEGGOOIINNGDDOOWWN!AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHOOOUUUUUUEIEIOUYO!!!!!!
(February 7, 2015 - 7:35 am)
Gold Guy: I PLEDGE OF ALLEGIA—
Quicksilver: Seriously?!? Wow...
Gold Guy: RING RING, PROGRESSO!
Quicksilver: ARRRGGGHH!
Aurelius (Gold Guy's pet cat): MMRRROOOWWW
Gold Guy: HEY! MEOW!
Quicksilver: *face palms himself*
Gamma: anae
Quicksilver: I have no idea who Ana E. is, Gamma. *face palms himself again*
Gold Guy: STOP HITTING YOURSELF, QUICKSILVER! STOP HITTING YOURSELF, STOP HITTING YOURSEL—
Quicksilver: AAAAAHHHHHHHH!
(February 7, 2015 - 8:28 am)
Greetings, peasants! I am here to take your TAXES!
(February 7, 2015 - 9:51 am)
It did not include my full battle cry! Awwwwww man!
(February 7, 2015 - 12:24 pm)
TOPPPP!!!! WHO WRITES NEXT???
(February 7, 2015 - 4:04 pm)
Ace the Drakonprince and I had gotten into a fight somehow. Maybe I was mad at him for wanting to dominate the innocent Burrito People of Planet Rogjxwumfdt. Maybe he was mad at me for hogging the TARDIS' e-reader and eventually running it out of battery. Whatever it was, we were chasing each other through the TARDIS, several dimensions, and the RMS Tiny (where we scared a flock of bananas and my alter ego, Curious Dragon). Eventually the battle ended with my tail mysteriouly winding up in Ace's ear, at which point he flew away prophesying revenge...So I consider that a "win."
And then the aliens showed up. Everyone else immediately charged them, but I, being an incurably nerdy dragon, had to check. I grabbed the nearest alien, removed its pillowcase toga, and proceeded to open it despite its protests. When I found every page blank, I deigned the aliens worth destroying and dove into the fray. But if my claws were shredding pillowcases and sending bits of lavender paper flying, the others were simply furious! I saw BLASTER detonate her bazooka, and all the aliens in a twenty-foot radius disintegrated into pink sparkles.
(February 7, 2015 - 4:44 pm)