spah: (i solve practical problems)
[personal profile] spah


A robot army is invading Mann Co., a multinational company known for weapons, munitions, and hats. If you didn't know, they own 306 plants, office buildings, warehouses, and outlet malls in New Mexico alone. You may or may not work for them. One way or another, Saxton Hale, CEO and incredibly shirtless Australian man, has hired (or re-hired) you to defend his facilities worldwide from the robot invasion.

The robots were made by Gray Mann, owner of Gray Gravel Co. (headquartered on an island, made of spiky rock formations and gravel) and set on taking Mann Co. from Hale via, you know, robots. He them made himself, and vaguely resemble nine mercenaries infamous in New Mexico.

For your information and viewing, Hale has sent a tape explaining the situation. Simultaneously, he's wrestling a yeti. Between punching, blood, and some on-and-off asides from the cameraman, the jist of the speech goes like this:

"LISTEN UP, MERCS!

THE ROBOTS ARE COMING!


I won't smooch backsides on this either. These things are bigger than you. They're stronger than you. In fact, now that I'm saying it out loud, they're better than you at just about everything.

"MERCS! Your jobs died with the Mann brothers. You hear me? As of now, you are all unemployed! Also, straight plan talk here: Nobody's ever going to hire a non-metal man again with these robots around! I've seen them. They are spectacular.

Now for the good news! You're all re-hired! Grab a pen, here's your new job description: KILL ROBOTS!

NOW GET OUT THERE AND KICK SOME CAN!

I'd help, but as you can see, I will be fighting a yeti for nine more hours. MAKE ME PROUD, BOYS!"

For reasons the woman who gave you the tape can't comprehend or explain, the robots run on piles of money. Destroy them, and whatever falls out is yours. Get to Mann Co. immediately.



✘ Mann vs. Machine is a co-op mode from the video game Team Fortress 2. In MvM, you and others fight off waves of killer robots set on delivering an enormous bomb to your base. Familiarity with TF2 isn't necessary! Though MvM has game-specific facets, feel free to treat this is a good 'ol-fashioned robot army fighting meme. You know. Those ones.

HOW TO PLAY:
- Comment with your character and write a threadstarter
- Respond to other threadstarters
- Play and have fun! Three-way (or more) threads are encouraged, so feel free to do anything.
- Seriously, this is meant to be loose and fun. Go nuts!

trombones: (dad times)
[personal profile] trombones
How did you wind up here? Who knows. Who cares. One minute you're on a walk, the next minute you pass by this guy's driveway.

The faint sound of something plays as you get closer. There's a guy there. Or rather, a skeleton. Skeleton monster. Whatever, he looks like a cartoon. He's reclined back in a lawn chair with a long twisty straw in his mouth, attached to a bright pink drink in a mason jar. Next to him, two child's playpens are just barely holding themselves together on the concrete.

A good collection of eight or nine roombas move around inside them. They're all on. Circling the pen, bumping into the walls and each other, turning, circling, cleaning. It's a weird dance at this point.

There's a cardboard sign between the pens:

roomba daycare
$1
roomba eggs not guaranteed
triggernometry: (FUCK)
[personal profile] triggernometry
 

ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE OPEN RP POST


Play this however you want to! Make it serious or make it silly. Whether you play this post like Left 4 Dead or The Walking Dead, as long as you're running around some kind of living dead-infested situation, you're doing it right.
 
RULES (barely)
1. Post your character. Writing out a scenario is optional, but helpful
2. Someone else replies, and you guys can make up a fun PSL between yourselves
3. Seriously, there's no real rules to this. Post and make up whatever you want to and have fun!
jukebot: (pic#4800183)
[personal profile] jukebot
Holy jumpin' jackrabbit Jesus Christ, Batman. I almost look my actual age this time.
gonnabite: (so hard to keep this smile from my face)
[personal profile] gonnabite
[It was an uninteresting enough morning to pop into a diner for breakfast and get himself something to eat. The joint had the potential to be familiar. It echoed somewhere you'd expect a certain honey bunny to come out, point a gun in your face, and start screaming at you. So far, that didn't happen. Vic almost wished it would.

He sat with his pancakes quietly, figuring out what the hell he would do today. Things got pretty boring when there wasn't any weird bullshit to at least watch. To Blondie, this was still some kind of bass-ackwards afterlife (still sorely lacking in his brother). He could do whatever the shit he wanted. Hell, maybe he'd smoke 23 packs of cigarettes today. Look at all the fucks he aquired.

... You know what? Maybe he'd find some clothes today. As much as he liked how he looked in the suit, he didn't want to wear it for the rest of his life. After life. Whatever.]
givemeliberty: (this is my happy face)
[personal profile] givemeliberty
[Our silent protagonist of Grand Theft Auto III is standing around leaned on a cool sports car drinking a soda. This is supposed to be a vague allusion to that Grand Theft Auto parodying Coke commercial.

That's about it.

Oh no! So perilous! So interesting! WHAT WILL YOU DO?

And p.s. there somebody knocked out in the trunk of the car.]
gonnabite: (trying to make sense of it all)
[personal profile] gonnabite
[SITTING AROUND BEING A COOL MOTHERFUCKER

eating some motherfucking fries.

that's where his fries were.]

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