Darkly SteamGear

I picked my name because it is the name of my OC

Darkly hears something going on in the alleyway after he finally finds the advanced mapping system he was scouring the depths of his AEM's database for. "DID YOU HEAR THAT?!?!?! OH MY GOSH! CITYFOLKS!!!!! and it sounds like they want to play! YAAAY FRIENDS!!!! HAHAHAHAEHEHAHAHAAAA!!" as he skips exuberantly back into the dark alleyway, he notices some dark clouds forming overhead. He begins talking to himself again, as he transforms his left hoof into some tubular metallic device. "Something seems to be upsetting our new "friend". Oh, I know what might cheer him up... A nice fluffy marshmallow! that always cheers ME up when I'm sad! OH I'M JUST SO EXCITED!!!" His journey back through the alleyway is halted by @EnzoAquila , a flustered stag, with eyes that appeared to be glowing red in pure anger, along with a magical talking sword named Khris that looked frantic. Darkly's face began to light up, as he saw the two standing there in the alleyway. "Its nice to meet you. oh my gosh, is that a talking sword? CAN I PET IT?!?!? OHMYGOSHIHAVESOMANYQUESTIONS!!! It's so nice of you to come looking for me! Would you like a marshmallow?" Before Enzo and Khris had any time to respond, Darkly sporadically flew up, and shot them both with the marshmallow dispenser he had deployed from his hoof. While harmless, Enzo and Khris found themselves standing, ankle deep, in a sea of marshmallows. Darkly flew down right next to them, and began to speak again, interrupting whatever they were about to say: "you both seemed "upset", so I thought that you might enjoy this "fun" "treat" so we can be "friends". heheahaha, I love "quotes", they are just soo much "FUN". I mean what kind of monster doesn't like marshmallows? THEY ARE MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE!!!" Darkly then plops one of the marshmallows in his mouth, and flies up, as the other ones begin to soften into a sticky residue...

Baned Cav Johnson turned tha lemnos into bombs and exploded everything. you waer charged wit vandalsm in da porcess. I sense maek. git g00d. (oh wow that was a bit lat)

Alright, so here we go. *Braces for the bashing he is about to endure* Welcome to bashdarkly.exe where you can bash me about how bad my character page is, or just tell me what I can do to make him sound like more of the super villain he is then... well... this: All comments are welcome, just don't bash me to the point of which the rules break and everyone dies. Nobody wants that... Or DO WE?!?!?

I find an OC to be more of a reflection of eho you are. but what do i know? i mean just look at my oc. My character sheet makes him sound like a 3 edgy 5 me alicorn god or something, when he's more of a supervillan of sorts. . But, i mostly designed him as i did because i enjoy creepy and dark readings. heck, i read edgar allen poe in the 2nd grade and couldnt stop referencing it. I choose to make him a intelligent engineer, who is a cyborg, because I hope to become a robotic engineer someday. and I just found the color scheme I picked to be quite fitting. not too bright, but pastel-ish. so, in general, I mostly see an OC as a reflection of your personality and who you are, as well as your Interests. but, that is just my opinion on this subject matter :/.

Darkly proceeds down the alleyway, conversing with himself, as if somepony else was there with him "That sure was FUN! I can't wait to meet another "friend". Who knows, maybe the next pony I meet will ACTUALLY TALK TO ME. That was preeety rude of that cashier pony. I mean he seemed like such a nice guy to just freeze up like that. He kind of reminded me of ..." He begins to shiver, as if something disturbed him. He continues walking down the alleyway, then pauses, almost as if a disturbing vision entered his mind. His whole body began to shake. then he said: "AHHWERAG! no, NOO, ANYTHING BUT THE I..." His robotic eye starts to glow brighter, Then he begins to twitch incessantly. sounds of an unusually robotic monotone voice could be heard coming from the pegasus: "RECOVERY MODE ENABLED.... COMMENCING WORD PHRASING... Let's not derail this any further then it already has." his voice begins to sound as if it is glitching, as well as decreasing in pitch: "I AM DETECTING 5 5 50 500 5000 fiiiiiiivvvvvvvee five fi fiiii..." He stands motionless in the alleyway,as he stares out into the darkness. After a few moments of this, his head started to shake, and he began to recover from whatever just happened. He continues onward through the alleyway, talking to himself as if this was just a normal occurrence: "silly AEM, always trying to do things. It isn't very nice to flash those memories through my head you know? I mean were in the big city, why can't you just loosen up?... oh, whats that? your'e not going to, well TOO BAD." He hits the right side of his head, as if trying to knock something back into place.Then he goes back to talking to himself, like a complete maniac: "Well, Isn't this quite the fun day out in the big city. I got to meet a new "friend", well I mean he didn't really talk to me. He kinda just stood there, as I took all of his colors. because I got the rumblies for spectra... what? Oh yeah, and I got to see some of this great big ol city." He began to break out in song, in a voice that sounded just like Frank Sinatra: "I'M GONNA MAKE A BRAND NEW START OF IT IN OLD NEW YORK! NEW YORK!" After he did that, a confused look fell upon his face. "That was quite unusual. Welp, back to finding this quite clever pony, so I can "politely" ask him for my stuff back. hehe" He holds onto the right side of his head, as if he is using a cellphone. He mumbles to himself: "Now, where's that G.lobal P.unning S.ystem, or location thingamabob I had on here?" The alleyway begins to open into a secluded sidewalk, somewhere in the city, as he searches for the device in his AEM's massive database.

The ground near the cheese shop began to shake, as a cybernetic pegasus stood outside the window of the shop. Shrieks of pure terror could be heard from bystanders, as the mechanical pony drew closer to the shop. "YOU THERE", he said, in a deep voice. he sounded almost as if he was mad about something. The pony behind the register froze up in complete terror at the sight of this "thing". "RESPOND, DAMN IT! " The cybernetic pegasus then bolstered in a loud, now robotic sounding voice. Fear completely overtook this poor cash register pony, as his eyes began to grow smaller, and his face turned grey. Then, the cyberpony began to trot towards this horrified pony. His face melded into a disturbing smile as he came closer. He lifted his hoof up and it began to transform into some sort of syringe-like device with tubes filled with multi-colored glowing liquids surrounding the very base of it. the tip of it had a harpoon like appearance to it. When he reached the counter the cyberpony began to stroke his hoof with the syringe-like device along cashier pony's coat. the cyberpony begins to speak to the cashier pony, in a deep, psychotic voice "Shhh, I didn't mean what I yelled back there. I just always find it soooo much FUN to make a grand entrance into this city. I mean, this place just screams BIG. I love it! heheHEHAHAHAHAAHAAAHAHAAA!!! but, that is besides the point. I'm here for "business" purposes. hehe, I emphasized buisness, because DEATH! hahaha, get it?" The petrified cashier pony just looks at the cyber pegasus, in complete horror he speaks to the cashier after a glare is given by the cyberpegasus, almost as if he was waiting for a response "... you really aren't much of a talker, are you? your'e no fun. come on, WHATS THE BIG IDEA?!?! Ha, I've always wanted to say that in the big city. I think I'm going to enjoy staying here until my ki... I mean "business", hehe "business" is taken care of." The cashier pony brazenly manages to mutter a question to the cyberpegasus "whwhwhhhwhwwoooo a....a.aaare yoyoyyoyoyyyou?" as the cyberpegasus begins to drive his syringe-like thing into the cashier pony's heart, he says " I am Darkly, Darkly SteamGear. It was quite nice making your acquaintance fine sir, its too bad we didn't get to know each other... you seem like such a nice pony. but you know what they say down here in the big city, or somewhere; easy come, easy go. Now, where is that Ennex fellow? I heard he was quite the fun, and clever one. but I mean it was rude of him to take blueprints to my latest contraption... I mean you just don't do that. My rainbow contraptions are for pegasi use only DAMN IT!" The color begins to drain from the cashier pony's body, as the harpoon end drives deeper into his heart. He began to shriek in pure agony. Darkly listened, and began to laugh, as if these shrieks of pain tickled him.After all of the color had been depleted from the cashier pony's body, he throws the pony to the ground. He proceeds into the shadows of a nearby alleyway, watching as guards come in from all directions to contain the crime scene.

OBJECTION! I hav no objactoins Thaerfore, i ben all fo u fer net usin baest funt. yer all a bench of scerbs. comik sens is bast fernt.

The night was cold, and dark. The moon was shrouded in a cluster of clouds, covering ponyville in a cloak of darkness. A pegasus could be seen, sleeping in a cloud overhead. his appearance was so unreal. He looked like almost something you would see in a horror movie. His coat was a burnt chestnutty color, with splotches of skin missing from mostly his right side, only to be replaced by a darkish grey metal. His mane, as well as his tail, had darkish red and darkish grey stripes, and was situated almost in the fashion rainbow dash has, but it had more of a bushiness to it. His hooves and some of his wings had some type of light grey metallic coating. His eyes were the most unusual thing about him though. His left eye was quite normal, and had a shade of red that was consistent to the color of dried blood, while the other almost looked like something you'd see in a Terminator movie. He then awoke from his slumber, and soared down to the town. The expression on his face only made his appearance increasingly malevolent, as a twisted grin continued to grow upon it. Descending closer, and closer, and closer to the slumbering town. that is my story, and i am sticking to it ( I am bored)

I hate languages, and love math and science. : P

Banned becuz ur mum called u fer dinner u cheeky scrub monkey. 1v1 me m8t, i swear u will git rekt harder then tirek.

well, I seriously have no idea. I'm just randomly flying about the forums, dropping my insanity about the forums. :/

Taba what? Tabula rasa? Teletubla? Tuba toast? WHAT IS THIS!?!?!? I'M TOO YOUNG TO UNDERSTAND ;O

I am feeling lost... what thread is this? O.O

her methods of creating assembly lines and mass production kind of remind me of a thing... but anyways, nice job! Your style almost looks like cartoon style, but with a dash of gen 1. It is quite interesting.

ELECTRICITY! QUEUE SCHOOLHOUSE ROCK MUSIC

and i remember this one time in warcraft were orcs killed the one guy and then the thing came in and... LEEROY JENKINS!!!!!... lol, I dont even play world of warcraft. what am i doing here?

oh do my oc darkly please: http://darklysteamgear.deviantart.com/art/Darkly-Moracas-540621970

HECK YEAH, come on in derpeh, dont knock over anything... actually that might be a bad idea... but anyways, what would you do if I put on a ninja mask and decided to come in to take all the posts?

my sister put a head of some animatronic creepy butler we use for decoration during halloween right above my head while i was asleep. and when i woke up... i just screamed and punched it off the string it was being held by. oh boy, that was a fun time. :L

i would let him stay in my house as long as he had cookies. what would you do if you were selected to be sent to be turned into a rainbow? : 3

right now, i am feeling quite bored and tired

my favorite pokemon is... well MAGNEZONE!