Icarus's posts
Posted in new here!
Posted 5 years ago
welcome to voltra!
Posted in Strings Game
Posted 5 years ago
gosh, I'm so late!
Posted in What's the story behind your username?
Posted 5 years ago
. . .
I was playing Kid Icarus like right before I discovered Voltra. So.
/ Icarus. /
I was playing Kid Icarus like right before I discovered Voltra. So.
/ Icarus. /
Posted in Please, give me strength to...
Posted 5 years ago
not too sure i can give you the strength there, pal
i'd be right there with you
i'd be right there with you
Posted in a new challenger has arrived!!
Posted 5 years ago
welcome aboard! the community's really nice here and i'll bet you'll fit right in.
i mean, you already have a boss lobster suit after all.
i mean, you already have a boss lobster suit after all.
Posted in Given the choice, would you rather invent a potion that would guarantee you:
Posted 5 years ago
Frankly, none of the above would yield good results.
But, in the situation that not drinking a potion wasn't an option, I'd vote on love.
No one specified what type of love it was - I'd drink it for a Love for Humanity; to retain some semblance of hope and compassion even as things go further and further into chaos. Wisdom eventually stops yielding results when logic no longer drives motivation. Power creates enemies in those who desire it and eventually corrupts those fighting to retain it. Glory leads nations to their eventual demise.
But love? It doesn't win wars - it compels those who can into action to protect the people they care for. Even if it means walking down the road to hell from my good intentions. I'd lose much less sleep over that.
But, in the situation that not drinking a potion wasn't an option, I'd vote on love.
No one specified what type of love it was - I'd drink it for a Love for Humanity; to retain some semblance of hope and compassion even as things go further and further into chaos. Wisdom eventually stops yielding results when logic no longer drives motivation. Power creates enemies in those who desire it and eventually corrupts those fighting to retain it. Glory leads nations to their eventual demise.
But love? It doesn't win wars - it compels those who can into action to protect the people they care for. Even if it means walking down the road to hell from my good intentions. I'd lose much less sleep over that.
Posted in How tall are you??
Posted 5 years ago
I'm like... 5'2"?
Posted in The Surge [Breaking News]: Knick-Knacks & Bonus Ohms!
Posted 5 years ago
The dad legs and the cardigan are my new favourite things (and I wish I had the cardigan irl, oh man).
Posted in Just joined a few days ago...
Posted 5 years ago
@Tsundererra: Welcome to Voltra! As you can see, the community is incredibly nice. Loving the avatar, by the way. ♡
Posted in What was the last movie you saw?
Posted 5 years ago
Just watched Detective Pikachu, actually! I want to go see it again, that was just a fun movie.
Posted in Have A Feeling It's Gonna Be A Long Week
Posted 5 years ago
Hopefully that feeling turns out to be wrong! Wishing you a good week instead. 
Posted in WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY COOKING?!?
Posted 5 years ago
@DragonicKittens: - SCREECHES and runs for cover - Not the face!!
Posted in WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY COOKING?!?
Posted 5 years ago
All I said was that maybe, just maybe the cookies were a little too hard.
Please don't kill me.
Please don't kill me.
Posted in [1x1 Closed] St.Lavern's School of the Supernatural
Posted 5 years ago
He was startled out of his thoughts when his comments received an actual reply. Rather than being upset about it, however, it made his kind smile shift to a much more amused grin. He hid it with the back of his hand, though it was more than obvious he found something 'funny' given the crinkle in his eyes. Mikhail was truly just relieved he hadn't received harsh words for talking in the middle of class. It wouldn't have been the first time after all. For the sake (more so) of his new acquaintance rather than his own sake, he made something of an effort to pay attention to the teacher's musings. By the end of his latest 'rant', the open page of the vampire's notebook was filled with many more facts than it usually would have been.
Mikhail let out a yawn and stretched his arms over his head, glancing at the clock. '3, 2, 1. . .' He counted down mentally, sighing in relief when finally they were freed from their professor's droning by the bell. For a 'supernatural' school, it frankly wasn't much different than his short-lived time in more human climates in his (not-so) humble opinion.
The professor clapped his hands together and motioned to the board where their homework assignment was written, but otherwise he seemed to develop a mental disconnect from the students as he made his way to his desk and pulled out a book. Mikhail couldn't say he either blamed the man or minded about it. He stood up and packed his things up before clinging his backpack over his shoulder. His steps began to carry him towards the door before he faltered, glancing back at Ariel curiously. She was perhaps the friendliest person he'd come across so far.
It wouldn't... hurt to hangout with someone for a change.
"Oi, Valentine." He called out. "Where are you headed to? It should be free period for most people."
Mikhail let out a yawn and stretched his arms over his head, glancing at the clock. '3, 2, 1. . .' He counted down mentally, sighing in relief when finally they were freed from their professor's droning by the bell. For a 'supernatural' school, it frankly wasn't much different than his short-lived time in more human climates in his (not-so) humble opinion.
The professor clapped his hands together and motioned to the board where their homework assignment was written, but otherwise he seemed to develop a mental disconnect from the students as he made his way to his desk and pulled out a book. Mikhail couldn't say he either blamed the man or minded about it. He stood up and packed his things up before clinging his backpack over his shoulder. His steps began to carry him towards the door before he faltered, glancing back at Ariel curiously. She was perhaps the friendliest person he'd come across so far.
It wouldn't... hurt to hangout with someone for a change.
"Oi, Valentine." He called out. "Where are you headed to? It should be free period for most people."