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Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

Esyel said His ability is good, yes. But he's hard to keep alive due to relatively low health. I probably should stop being picky and just try other people though. xD Click to expand... Again, pills always have a positive effect. He doesn't stay low anything for long. If he started with even slightly competent stats, he would be broken. I think that's why he's my favorite - You either lose instantly and get to start again, or you're quickly a juggernaut of unstoppable fury.
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

Didn't I hear from somewhere that they changed his lucky foot to A chance to not get bad pills ? Or was this simply bullshit, i'd like help on this XD
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

Did they? Like I said, haven't played rebirth yet. EDIT Oh. Yup. Well, ignore me
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

I've unlocked him, but still haven't experimented enough to test his abilities. Most OP combo I've found so far is Azazel Loki's Horns Tiny Planet Tammy's Head. Seriously that shit shreds everything.
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

Gotta love Azazel I literally can't NOT play as him I've been cursed!
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

Holy shit, ha ha ha, azazel is easymode. I just hit the heart limit. I also just learned there's a heart limit. I have 28 bombs, and would have unlocked Cain twice over if I hadn't bought out every shop I've hit. EDIT Oneshot Greed. Killed Mom in less then 10 seconds.
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

The only thing I had trouble with him is the Hard mode, took me a full day to get that shit done.
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

Azazel can be balanced enough for the first two floors. For every advantage he has a drawback, i.e while he has Brimstone it has very pitiful range, and while he has flight from the getgo he also has no red-hearts. That said getting Dark Bum alone is essentially an 'I win' button. Eve can also be pretty beast with Dark Bum. Means you get constant Whore of Babylon active, and plenty of soul hearts to shield your one red heart.
Thread: Binding Of Issac players ?

The Dark Bum is actually what got me through hard mode, I was so glad when I got him and luckily it was on the first floor of the Cellar.
Thread: Mentor and Commander

RE Disguised Story-Based Forced Craving Boop.
Thread: Mentor and Commander

RE Disguised Story-Based Forced Craving Bump.
Thread: Mentor and Commander

RE Disguised Story-Based Forced Craving ......
Thread: Mentor and Commander

RE Disguised Story-Based Forced Craving Merp.
Thread: Mentor and Commander

RE Rambling, Looking for something of substance Bump.
Thread: Mentor and Commander

I updated this thread, so I'm bumping it because it looks far nicer and might be a little bit more coherent now.
Thread: Mentor and Commander

o-o Pretty sure I'm within the rules to bring this one up.
Thread: Mentor and Commander

Bumpity.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

On the television showed the WGN TV logo being a few hours to midnight, it was just about time for the late night news report. The reports had been fairly quiet, save for some updates on police progress to catching those believed responsible in a string of robberies, the usual line-up of people protesting about this and that, and a few automobile accidents. Soon the handsome face of Julian Crews made its debut, Good evening. I'm Julian Crews with the evening news. Our top story tonight Massacre at the Joliet Warehouse Complex. Men who have yet to be identified were found dead inside one of the large-scale storage units, but comments from some of the authorities lead us to believe that these were members of the infamous Vice Lords crime syndicate and La Raza Nation. Giving a moment's pause, he gave his crease cut a slight adjustment before adding, We now go live to our agent in the field, where she is currently interviewing one of the CSIs present at the scene. For those who might be lacking in constitution, I feel it only fair to advise you all that some of the following material will be incredibly graphic. The screen then switched to showing some preliminary shots of the men laying dead in their own blood, visible fragments of bone readily apparent in the still picture of the slaughter before panning over to the on-scene reporter for further details... Do you mind playing the field correspondent for this part?
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

Adrian marveled at her handy work, practically getting aroused at the shots that they placed on air. They definitely weren't as graphic as they could have been, but they were still pretty good shots. She licked her lips and chuckled softly as she crossed her legs. She hoped that the people she went after saw this, so it would warn them that she was coming for them. After the graphic shots, reporter Lisa Williams was now standing just outside of the scene as the detectives seemed to be finishing up and starting to call in the Crime Scene Cleanup team. Thank you Julian. Right now I'm just a few feet away from the Joliet Warehouse, and I'm about to talk to Detective Micheal Stanson, the lead investigator of this case an also a part of the Illinois Gang Task force. Lisa turned her back to the camera and started hustling over to Micheal. She was definitively not shy, as she strolled right up to him and his partner. Detective Stanson, huh? Adrian remembered seeing him a few times before. Though she wasn't worried. She wouldn't leave a single trace of evidence behind, not to mention no one would ever suspect her. Just as long as she was careful and was never seen by anyone who wasn't going to be a victim, he'd never be on her trail. She leaned back against her couch as the reporter started to ask him her questions. Detective Stanson, any idea who might have done this? Is this someone who may potentially go after civilians, not just gang members? What are your thoughts? Lisa asked before jamming her microphone in his face. Yes, typical obnoxious reporter thing to do...but that was her job, and this was a very juicy story for WGN. Since they had been the first to respond, they would get some good ratings out of this. Though it was a bit...bothersome to know that there was someone or people out there capable of such brutality. Lisa was new to all this, so sometimes her stories did shock her.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

Gang affiliations...? What a load of crap. This Detective sure must have been full of himself to think he knew anything about her. As much as she hated gangs, she hated all criminals. Anyone who hurt innocent people was a target, and she had a couple of ideas on where to strike next. Adrian didn't mind the coverage though. Would keep all those bastards on the very tips of their toes. Would make them paranoid and eventually sloppy. The sloppier they were, the easier it was for her to clean them up. But no, she had her focus on some other trash that was polluting this town. A serial rapist...that they hadn't caught yet. He struck the first night she came here. It was his third victim, and now he was on his fifth. But Adrian followed the patters and knew where he would strike and what type of woman he liked. That was enough media garbage. Their only use was getting her the information that she needed in order to pick her targets and find out the patterns of a criminal. They all thought very similarly, though sometimes the serial killers could throw her off for a bit. Technically, she was one of them...but yet she could never directly relate to them because they killed innocents for pleasure. She preferred to kill those types before gang members just because they were smart about their hobby and they didn't have a reason for killing other than because they wanted to. Adrian had a reason and she wouldn't be thrown in jail while these other types of criminals ran around. Detective Stanson could fuck himself. Adrian looked over to the pile of money she had in the corner along with a couple guns she needed to put away in her closet. Yeah, she should probably do something about that. Deposit it...little by little. She was trying to keep the place looking like a normal apartment, just in case her landlord ever tried to come up here. But she hadn't quite adjusted to life here yet. Going into the kitchen, she opened the fridge and found it mostly empty. ...She definitely hadn't adjusted to her life yet. It was nearly midnight, but she didn't want to go back out. She closed the fridge and then went to her bedroom and crawled into her large, comfortable queen size bed before going to sleep. She'd do all those things tomorrow.. So of course, when tomorrow came she was up out of bed. She grabbed her purse backpack and shoved a bunch of crisp bundled hundred dollar bills in her purse and then went off. Four thousand dollars wasn't an odd amount for a girl to deposit...and she still had about forty more grand in her room. But if she just deposited slowly and steadily, there might not be a problem. She put on her normal skirt and shirt deal and then then trudged off. Bank wasn't far, grocery store was on the way. Sucks she didn't have a car but she could easily get one soon enough.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

Adrian froze in her tracks...there wasn't many people who knew her name and most of them who did wanted to kill her. Immediately she changed from a normal, innocent woman who was shopping for food to a cold blooded killer as she moved her hand up her skirt to fish for the hidden weapon she always kept on her person. But when she saw who it was, she relaxed a bit. That death gaze though never went away. She had transitioned into her normal...primal self...the hairs on her neck were standing on end and she was ready to pounce at a moments notice. Truthfully she had been on edge since coming inside of the store because she felt like someone had been following her, but because she had just moved here she couldn't believe it really. So why was he here, and how did he find her? News reports? Did he come here to shed the truth? Because if that was the case, then she'd have to kill him. And she hated killing good people. No...no. She had to stay calm. She had to stay one step ahead. She relaxed herself just a little bit. Graves, She said stiffly, narrowing her eyes just a bit. Yes, she remembered his name. Was hard not to when they had danced toe to toe. He knew about what she did, but the problem was he never actually could catch her in the act. Though it was quite obvious sometimes, even if she didn't have the weapons or blood on her hands. The satisfaction that Adrian got from putting a bullet in a man that disturbed to die was orgasmic to her. Why did you follow me out here?
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

Samuel didn't even flinch as she tried to reach for her weapon she wasn't stupid, he knew that much. And as much as she got annoyed by him being the one thing that could find her, that had the expertise to track her down, he knew how much her killing of 'good people' would not sit well with her. Even still, there was always the possibility she would go dark side. Put her talents to the wrong use, and he didn't want that to happen. You of all people should know why, Adrian. I'm concerned for you. he stated plainly. Really, he should bring her in even the best interrogator would have a hard time getting a confession, but everyone had their breaking point. And to top it off, he had critical details about her that would have every agency swinging a dragnet in her direction. But then she would end up in prison, find a child molester or something and bash their head in. And that would send her straight to Death Row. And as atrocious as her crimes have been, despite the public support she'd received, he just didn't have it in him to do that to her. Not unless she started going after innocent people. Let's take a walk. You can grab what you need. Samuel added, letting her lead the way and go about her business. Business was starting to pick up by this point, as a few more patrons were here in the store now, making conversation between them difficult and intermittent. But once they were alone again, he continued. Adrian...I know I've said this before, but you really should consider stopping. You already found the ones that hurt you, right? All you're doing at this point is hurting yourself. the former detective said, genuine worry lacing every syllable.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

Adrian's eyes narrowed when he gave his explanation. Concern? She didn't need his concern. She had lived a long time without the need for anyone's concern, especially a cop like Samuel Graves. Or was it ex now? He dropped everything to leave and chase her down here? Did he not have any friends or family? Why did he go so far? That answers everything and nothing, Adrian told him as she resumed her shopping. She wasn't going to get much, after all it was a long trip back home. Though she wasn't much for conversation, so even when they were finally alone...well she was still pretty quiet. She listened to what he had to say, but she didn't look at him. Her dead gaze was straight ahead as she walked towards her apartment. She didn't really care if he knew where she lived or not. For a moment, she didn't respond. Because she was a little annoyed. He had said that before, and back then she had told him no. The answer was still the same. I'm not going to stop. There are still some loose ends, and not to mention...if I stop then good people are going to get hurt. I will stop when a bullet gets put into my head. Adrian answered simply as they continued to move forward, her eyelids half shut from pure annoyance, or perhaps even fatigue. Adrian never got much sleep, and she didn't thinks he ever would until she finished what she had to do, which was kill the man who had employed her father in the first place and then sent the hit men to kill him and her entire family. You really ought to go home...and leave this place. If you came all the way down here to tell me to stop, you wasted your time. You can't tell me that you care about the scum that I snuff from the face of the planet, Graves. You know the world is better off with me continuing to do what I need to do. Her tone was hushed, even if they did seem like they were alone. Honestly she knew that he saw eye to eye with her...getting him to admit that might be hard, but...she knew.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

Graves gave a heavy sigh he should have figured she would be resistant to his advice. But what could be done? Deep down, a part of him was glad she was getting rid of the scum that plagued society. But even still....She was just a child. Relatively speaking of course. And to hear her talk like that, like she was some kind of puppet for the world to use and throw aside when she was of no more use, really got to him. As a former officer of the law, it had been his duty to have people never worry about some thug or n'er-do-well wrecking their sense of peace. You do know that there's more to life than this, don't you? he then asked her, looking her dead in the eye. You might think this is all noble and good, but it's killing you. You're more than just a clean-up crew, Adrian. You should be able to live your own life. Not like this. He then crossed his arms and added, And you would really tell me there's not a day that goes by where you wish you wouldn't have to pick up a weapon again? Never have to hunt someone down? The traffic was starting to pick up though soon they wouldn't have any privacy at all. Plus, there was too much opportunity for anyone who might be tailing him to blend in right now. Patting her on the shoulder, he stated in a sense of finality I'll be in touch, Adrian...Just think about what I said. There's more out there, and you're walking a dangerous line. He then left her to her shopping, disappearing around the corner of the aisle.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

Feh, Adrian spat with annoyance as she watched him disappear. Maybe there was a part of her that wished for a more normal life...but that part of her had gone quiet a long time ago. It truly disgusted her how evil the human race could be...and the only punishment the deserved was death. Besides..it wasn't over yet even if she got her revenge on the people who killed her family. Adrian still needed to find and destroy him . The man who was responsible for it all. In the mean time though...she had a smaller fish to fry. After a day of running errands and finally putting food into her apartment, Adrian sat on the couch and watched the clock as the minutes ticked by. She didn't move from that spot until the room started to go darker and darker...and it was at that point where she got up and turned on the light. After dark was the only time she killed, but more importantly she had a serial rapist to stop tonight. And she'd be using a special rifle to do it with...one of her favorites, actually. It took a pretty penny for her to buy it, but it was money well spent. She moved to her closet and pulled out a large black case. Her delicate fingers flipped the hinges before she opened it up and then neatly began cleaning her AR-50 in a meticulous fashion, like she was a mother preparing her child for a big day at the baseball field. She felt nothing but happiness every time her hand glossed over the barrel. She knew where that sick rapist was going to strike next and she'd put a bullet through his head before he could even unzip his pants. The thought of seeing his head explode through the scope made Adrian's body flush with pleasure, and she paused for a moment as she pushed her legs together when that tingling began deep inside her core...pressure was the only thing that made it slightly bearable. It took her a moment to calm down, but eventually she finished her cleaning and put the rifle back in the case and closed and locked it with the combination. She then hauled it behind her and then put on her shoes and left to head to her destination. She needed to have it set up and ready at least an hour before the rapist showed up.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

The day had gone on, and there was no one in sight that seemed to want to start trouble. Not with what happened last night, or the nights before. Police seemed to have little to do except go on their normal routes with this unknown vigilante striking at night and a criminal's overall lack of desire to commit in broad daylight, it meant relatively easy shifts for the officers. Aside from when they had to cordon off scenes from whenever this mysterious person struck. And tonight would be no exception. Being a Friday night, it meant Fritz's Pour House was having their special on beer and wings. An especially big hit now that they finally were able to get a kitchen put in. And with the Blackhawks game on tonight, one would see that it got crazy. Great news for the patrons...Bad news for any women that happened to get too drunk and tried to stumble home. The Nightstalker, as the news called him, seemed to prowl the general area around the bar, but often went as far west as Shorewood and as far north as Crest Hill. Lately, rape reports had been coming from there, and with such a hotspot rife with activity, it made the area prime hunting grounds for this man. And a potential victim came out of the crowded establishment, nearly tripping over herself from the crowd of people A young twenty-three year old, her hair slightly mussed, dressed in jean shorts, red sneakers and wearing a Blackhawk jersey to show support. She had gone to watch the game, but then some creepy-ass guys kept harassing her so she left. She felt disgusted why did guys have to be such pigs? Was it so wrong for guys to have fun without being perverts? She huddled her arms around herself beneath the jersey. A relatively skinny male was walking behind her, his jeans hugging his legs tight and his face hidden by the black hoodie he wore. He had been in the bar itself, looking for someone to separate themselves from the herd. And as luck would have it...She did. Within moments, he was on her, pulling a small knife out of his pocket and pressing the metal against her throat. Fight or scream and I'll kill you. he whispered, his free hand grabbing her hair and pulling her into a dark alley. Yeah, he might have heard about this 'stranger' killing gangsters, but she couldn't get him. He was too damn good. You know, five is my favorite number, sweet-thing. But let's see...what's under the hood. he chuckled, slipping a hand under her shirt to grasp her breast. Hmmm...A little small for my tastes, but I can feel this perfect ass of yours. Guess that's all that counts. He was already hard as a rock, ready to get his rocks off and get the hell out. Please...Don't kill me. the woman whispered, small tears beginning to leak out from the corners of her eyes. Oh, I won't if you follow my simple instructions...Don't worry. I'll be gentle...At first. A hand then went for the button on his jeans, eager to get started.
Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

It was so predictable it was almost cute. He even went into the alley that Adrian had a perfect line of site of as she lay on the top of the roof of some convenience store that had no working surveillance cameras. He wasn't entirely what she expected, but it didn't matter. She knew the minute he walked out of the bar that he was preying on that girl. It would be a shame, not everyone liked the brilliant display of heads exploding like she did...and she hoped the girl had her eyes closed while the fucker reached for the zipper on his pants. A simple pull on the trigger, and Mr. Nightstalker was no more. The blast sent shivers down her body and her ears rung pleasantly. Adrian saw a cloud of red mist a half of a second after the bullet left the barrel..and when it settled half of his head was gone. A smile played across her lips, but she did feel sorry for the girl who was covered in blood and brain matter. Once the body hit the pavement Adrian could tell she was confused and horrified...and disgusted at the gruesome sight. She didn't have time to worry about that though...she needed to leave because she knew the police would be called after that gunshot. She was packed and running down the fire escape within sixty seconds. There was a maze of back alleys she could take to avoid being spotted by anyone. Still, her heart was racing from the adrenaline rush and all she could think about was the previous scene playing over and over in her head. It was beautiful...such a just punishment for someone so disgustingly evil. She was high...high off the power she felt. She had saved an innocent and had sent another criminal straight to hell. Whoever he was, his funeral would be closed casket.