The Backlot: Home of the Good Burger

WELCOME TO THE BACKLOT, HOW TOUGH ARE YA? BI

I'm so tough, I posted in an RP without backreading.	20.4%	[ 38 ]
I'm so tough, I once ate a live porcupine.	10.8%	[ 20 ]
I'm so tough, I watched all three Twilight films and found them emotionally engaging.	8.6%	[ 16 ]
I'm so tough, you can suck my nuts.	12.9%	[ 24 ]
I'm so tough, I make all my gold by voting in polls.	10.8%	[ 20 ]
I'm so tough, I blew up Rosso's Place.	13.4%	[ 25 ]
I'm so tough, I ate a whole jar of pickles.	23.1%	[ 43 ]
Total Votes:			[ 186 ]

[Lunasteus]

Hrmmm.


*Tests out the new couch. Scratches at it a bit. Chainsaws it in half. Lays on the toppled over half and falls asleep.* = w =

[The WTF Ninja]

Iron Cathedral

The WTF Ninja

Iron Cathedral

Hrmm..

Seeing as Iron's away.. maybe I should pull out my new hero mule.
Give him some time in the spot light.

DO IT, f*****t.
mad

You're so lucky I'm not pullin out Regal!
D:<


::goes to get Impact Factor::

Actually, I wanted to have an intense super-speed (Regal's level) battle with him.

[YingYangTree]

* 0*
Oh. Gawd.

-Runs into walls- :3

-Sits on the fridge-

-Jumps on the couch-

-Lurks-

[The Winter Wind]

BUT OMG I'M ON MY MAIN YES YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA

!!!

*Extremely excited about this*

I'M BACK GUYS I'M BACK

*Gets overexcited; RAPES ******** EVERYBODY*

[Yoranth Cadogan]

-claims kitchen- >w>

[Yin Yun Yang]

So few pages, it's odd.

[Zomb-Boy]

Milky Teeth

i told you
that i was trouble

@Zomb: You can grow that eye back, right? :'D

you know
that i'm no good

Oh sure. o3x
*Eye grows back as a wandering one*
o3>
o3<
o3^
o3v

[Red Harmonics]

Come be we...

Finished.

...and be free...

[Enigmatic Mister One]

The WTF Ninja

Enigmatic Mister One

The WTF Ninja

Enigmatic Mister One

Cade Williams

Cade fell to his knees his mind in shock he didn't move and was enveloped in the metal Cocoon.

His mission now complete, Mister One turned and saw Ninja. "So. I believe we were having a discussion yesterday, which was interrupted by the good doctor." He made the metal vanish, snaking back up into his sleeves like smoke. Tossing his brown hair, One moved closer to Ninja and asked, "What is it you require of me, pet?"

Ninja reactively drew his sword, after have watched One in combat, his confidence began to fade away. Still, he spoke boldly. "I want your captives." Was all he could really think of to say, the tip of his dangerously sharp blade pointed towards the man's head. His arm was firm, sure not to move, as Ninja slowly slid into a suitable fighting position. He knew that this would most likely turn into a battle. He was never to the one for diplomacy. anyways.

"Ohh." he main with chocolate hair said, his grin growing ever wider. "And if I refuse to give them to you?" The metal began to drip down to his hands again, retaining the black sheen from absorbing that demonic creature. A sense of dread radiated from the material, as if it had taken on the demon's properties. "Do you intend to take them from me, pet?" He knew through his empathic ability that the man intended to fight him, and so he put his hands up in a sort of boxing stance, right arm at the fore and left at the back.

"Now that you mention it, I do." Ninja said in a twisted, sadistic tone. When the man entered his fighting stance, Ninja went on with his attack, bringing his katana around as he went for a high-speed slash, the sword seeming to disappear from sheer speed. He made sure to try and aim for unexposed areas of One's body, and to make quick attacks, so his little liquid armor could not prevent his attacks.

As Ninja made his first strike, One stepped back and let the metal scream forth as a huge tentacle of blackness. It would sweep forward and back directly in front of him, large enough to hit Ninja if he didn't dodge in some way. At the same time, metal seemed to creep out of the edges of all of his clothings, wrapping around his hands and feet to form gauntlets and greaves. Ninja wouldn't know, but the armor extended up to his shoulders, leaving only his head and neck undefended from the blade currently. His right hand was currently extended, and in his left hand a small ball of metal was quickly forming. When Ninja next struck, he would toss the ball at him, creating a net of the black substance.

[Violent Poet]

[claims kitchen utensils, especially all frying pans]
[sicks glowy stars on the ceiling]

C:
GOOD NIGHT.

LEAVE ME ALONE ; o;

[Red Harmonics]

The Winter Wind

BUT OMG I'M ON MY MAIN YES YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA

!!!

*Extremely excited about this*

I'M BACK GUYS I'M BACK

*Gets overexcited; RAPES ******** EVERYBODY*

Come be we...

xD

...and be free...

[Sir Jing]

So, IC is this a new place?

[Terry Porters]

A new thread calls for a new beginning.
@WTF: Oddly enough, I'm actually getting bored of Regal.

I want to try someone new. And that's where Impact comes in.
And I've always wanted to play as someone with a hand cannon and large pulverising machincal gloves...
biggrin

[Shinroken]

-Goes IC-

Shinroken came up from the Rosso's Place basement, having been passed out for over 16 hours down there. As he was climbing the stairs he put his sword on his back and tightening his head band which held on his mask. It had been a couple days since he had lost his last fight and he was ready to shake of the rust he had collected. If that fight did one good thing for Shinroken, it was giving him the goal to work on his skill, opposed to his power. Though he was fairly skilled in his own style of fighting, he had found himself getting by with over whelming power. When it came down to a battle of skill, he was far too rusty to put up a good fight. He knows now that he can't take any of his fights lightly when it comes down to meta humans, even the ones that appear weak could give him a run for his money.

Caught in a cloud of thoughts, as Shinroken made it up stairs he made way towards a couch to take a seat and watch the Rosso's goers, see if any good fights were going on, and hang out.

[The Winter Wind]

Erika Mitternacht

Come be we...

Finished.

...and be free...

rofl