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#1 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@xenon_: You think I would after the scare I had? :P

#2 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

Constantine Puzzler from CV Prime.

Really a personification of the depression, smoking and drinking habits I had at the time.

#3 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@_ophelia_: @dking_plex: @legacy_: @_atomikill_: @ownagepants: @dwronin:

"Wow, look at 'em go. Being heroes and stuff." Creed watched from a destroyed window up high above the street, his small raccoon frame was well hidden in the shadows while he watched his walking, talking payday run around with some young man, surrounded by a dozen distractions and obstacles. "This better be worth it Clara, I'm only going to lose a billion tails in the next ten minutes..."

Pulling a large green bag from inside the room he was perched in, the raccoon gun fir hire unzipped the top and tossed it into the air, now falling down towards the group and spilling out it's contents. Inside the bag was literally dozens and dozens of tear gas grenades, clattering on the floor near the feet of all these supposed heroes. And with a simultaneous click and bang almost the entire street was engulfed in choking smoke.

Right after the confusion and surprise had been sprung, Creed leaped off the window and down towards Noah Addams, attempting to land and clutch onto the man's back with his claws. "Well hey there Addams!" Creed shouted in that scratchy voice while pulling out his holstered combat knife, looking to stick it right into Noah's jugular and leap off his back whether successful or not.

"I'm guessing no one happened to tell your merry band here how bad you are at keeping friends." Before the furry fury would even land on the ground, he was firing .50 slugs at both him and the young man he was escorting, finally landing on the pavement with his hind paws and slipping away into the smoke to recalculate.

"Oh and for the rest of you! DON'T be those guys right now, can't a talking raccoon just make a paycheck without a huge fuss?" His voice called out from the smoke, but where in the smoke?

#4 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

Working on a post now.

#5 Edited by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@mistress_sangria:

"Speaking of Kurt though, what the hell are you doing to the poor bastard? It looks like you are having the time of his life." The merc dryly laughed, clearly not caring for Kurt's well being, but more so for his source of income's.

#6 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@mistress_sangria:

Creed waved at the fellow merc, not usually being a dick to others of the trade. But then he turned to Jan and nudged her arm with his furry elbow. "Don't act like I didn't see those shark eyes Jan, you better be careful around him. He's a biiiit smarter than your average cocaine addled commissioner is all I'm saying. Now come on, buy me a drink, I paid for the last one!" He laughed and knocked his fist against the table.

#7 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@_creed_: @mistress_sangria: "Creed it is then." Raising his drink to his fellow hired gun before turning his attention back to Sangria. "You could say that. I've been called other things in my time. Some of which aren't exactly things you'd say around a lady." Smiling at her for a moment before glancing back at Creed. "So what happened to the other Creed?"

"Who, Breda?" Creed chuckled as if it was common knowledge, and Mike was clueless. "It's a ghost story amigo. The guy vanished, you knew how coco puffs that guy was. What you're looking at now is the 2.0 Creed, the concentrated version of awesome!" He shrugged, clearly joking around.

#8 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@mistress_sangria: @_creed_: "I'd say our furry little friend just answered that question for me..." Smirking as he turned his attention to Creed. "Yeah... I know..." Shuddering slightly.

"How would you feel if I called you "fleshy tall friend"? Thought so." Creed finished his pint and glared at Mike, analyzing a possible future target. "I'm Creed-Well the newer one at least."

#9 Posted by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@mistress_sangria: @the_assassin_:

That's where he knew him from, Creed's red eyes widened at the revelation. "HA! Oh god you're Caldwell aren't you? I knew that I've heard that name from somewhere before." The rodent laughed, recognizing the human as a sort of M.H.A legend. "You gave the old Creed his rags, I've read about you..Just..Don't go on Tumblr. you'll find waaaay too much rule 34 about you."

#10 Edited by _Creed_ (4600 posts) - - Show Bio

@mistress_sangria: @the_assassin_:

Creed looked over to the man, holding his pint. "That's DOUBLE good hearing pal, got something you wanna say? Care to take potential mouthing off for four hundred dollars? Like it matters, you look important enough not to die easily." The raccoon spoke nonsense, grinning at the human.

Leaning his head back a bit, he spoke to Jan. "I don't gotta tell ya this guy smells like crap, right?"