*makes sure backpack is full of more ammo*
*tightens laser blade bands around wrists*
*lifts rocket launcher to shoulder*
*presses a button on my belt. an armour suit spreads across my body until I resemble an alien warrior of some sort*
Can I join in?
*Talon glides overhead, decked out with his own, super light armour and armed with small lasers on his head and feet*
*begins shift to full attack battleform*
*grows to 8 feet tall, skin becomes dark purple/black, spreads massive leathery wings with span of at least 16 feet, face elongates into snout with viscous sharp fangs, two pointed horns sprout from brow ridges and sweep back over skull, pupils become slitted and reptilian, ears become pointed and grow a foot, each finger sprouts a half-inch claw, legs reshape to become tripe-jointed, feet transform into something similar to a raptor's, with three toes facing forward and a fourth prehensile off the back of the heel, each with an inch-long claw on the end, and sprouts tail*
*picks up sword, which has also grown, to 5 and a half feet long, and pulls out a custom-built modified .50cal 8-shot revolver*
Oh, wait, I forgot...
*snaps fingers, Union Jack Fender Strat appears in hands*
*strokes guitar reverently, attaches strap, slings over shoulder*
[Edited by AdmiralThrawn, 3/20/2010 11:35:53 PM]
*stands, puts on my trenchcoat, keeping my katana on my belt*
*lifts Harkonnen cannon onto my back*
*walks behind Thrawn, my boots thudding to the ground with each step*
I made Italian for dinner! Come eat beofre you leave!
*sets the table and takes out everyone's favorite drinks*