There's not much about the game in the first post. So I've got a few questions about that.
I'm not the GM but I'm bored so I'll try fill you in on a bit.
I) How long ago did the dead start walking? Like just then, and it's spreading quick.
II) Is everyone already a group? Nope.
III) The main setting is the high school correct? I don't know if it will be a permanent setting but it's defiantly where everyone is heading and probably where we will group.
IV) What has happened so far? different bits and pieces, outbreak started, everyone's freaking!
Found friends dead/undead. Stole a taxi. Taxi got stolen. Found it again, now trying to help a mother and her child while simultaneously keeping manhood intact. :D
V) Can I throw a character sheet up sometime this week or are you closing soon? Sorry don't know about that one :/ (not the GM)
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@POOHEAD189 "Yea yeah, your orders still comin', just let me check what 'shorty' is up to first."
"Always bloody something around here"Clay mumbles.
Clay shakes his head as he heads towards the stairs and notices Tic.
Curious about the envelope in his hands Clay asks
"What was all that ruckus and what 'ave you got there?"@Pineappletumble
"Always bloody something around here"Clay mumbles.
Clay shakes his head as he heads towards the stairs and notices Tic.
Curious about the envelope in his hands Clay asks
"What was all that ruckus and what 'ave you got there?"@Pineappletumble
To Vincent's dismay, Avarius was painfully good and adapt at the skill. As he spoke them, Avarius was following the instructions without a single tell tale sign of struggle or concentration. A gently soft breeze began to flow freely from his hand, but that was only the beginning.
The boy closes his eyes and feels the energy. A second more powerful wave trickled down his arm towards his hand, but before it reached there or could be expelled Avarius clasps his hands together in front of himself and the energy transfers into the other arm as it continues to build.
He never could just follow instructions.
He inhaled deeply as he directed the magic to his chest, that was his mistake. The gust of wind exploded free into his already filled lungs violently stretching and pushing up against the inner walls before it quickly escaped his mouth amongst a coughing fit as a small gust that threatened to hit Lance right in the face.
Avarius doubled over in pain taking erratic irregular breaths in between loudly coughing and spluttering.
His throat burnt and his lungs were internally bruised, along with the muscles and ribs that surrounded them.
He had nearly inflated himself like a balloon. His body didn't enjoy that at all and was letting him know.
Trying to hold a straight face, Avarius settles with tiny soft breaths as tears swell hidden in his eyes.
He looks to Lance to see if he accidentally hit him with the gust of wind.
@pkken@Polaris North
The boy closes his eyes and feels the energy. A second more powerful wave trickled down his arm towards his hand, but before it reached there or could be expelled Avarius clasps his hands together in front of himself and the energy transfers into the other arm as it continues to build.
He never could just follow instructions.
He inhaled deeply as he directed the magic to his chest, that was his mistake. The gust of wind exploded free into his already filled lungs violently stretching and pushing up against the inner walls before it quickly escaped his mouth amongst a coughing fit as a small gust that threatened to hit Lance right in the face.
Avarius doubled over in pain taking erratic irregular breaths in between loudly coughing and spluttering.
His throat burnt and his lungs were internally bruised, along with the muscles and ribs that surrounded them.
He had nearly inflated himself like a balloon. His body didn't enjoy that at all and was letting him know.
Trying to hold a straight face, Avarius settles with tiny soft breaths as tears swell hidden in his eyes.
He looks to Lance to see if he accidentally hit him with the gust of wind.
@pkken@Polaris North
@POOHEAD189
Clay sighs drearily at the prospect of having to do more work.
"Sure, food and drink up in a moment. Oh and just go step outside if you want to know where we are." He says that last part with an amused smile.
Clearly the stranger hadn't intended to pop up here.
"Maybe more importantly, where did you want to be?"
Clay sighs drearily at the prospect of having to do more work.
"Sure, food and drink up in a moment. Oh and just go step outside if you want to know where we are." He says that last part with an amused smile.
Clearly the stranger hadn't intended to pop up here.
"Maybe more importantly, where did you want to be?"
@Wick It's alright-- I was just woonderiinggg.
Should I start near anyone in particular?
Near the school would be a good place to start?
There might be a taxi crash just outside the boundaries soon... ;D
With a deep sigh Levi pulled to surface his acting 'mask'.
Behind it his emotions and thoughts were put at bay, there was a serene clarity and focus found in being someone else.
At this moment he was an Italian New York cab driver, and as he leant over the passenger seat to open the door he called out in his best yet still failing accent.
"Morning Mam, where you and the little one off to today?"
He begins falsely pressing buttons on the cabs meter charger until numbers began flashing.
"Uh my um, do-hickey is out'a order today so looks like you ride for free. Where you want to go? I must warm you tho, traffic has been a little hectic today so we might be a bit late."
Levi's accent faulters even worse the more he carries on which causes him to almost laugh at himself, the break of character causes some emotions to seep back to the surface and his eyes begin to swell with the shimmer of hidden tears.
"Lady, I got nothing or nowhere to be, let me help you."
He looks to the kid.
"Is there a dad somewhere we need to get her to?"
Levi holds out his hand as he waits for the keys.
@Belle
Behind it his emotions and thoughts were put at bay, there was a serene clarity and focus found in being someone else.
At this moment he was an Italian New York cab driver, and as he leant over the passenger seat to open the door he called out in his best yet still failing accent.
"Morning Mam, where you and the little one off to today?"
He begins falsely pressing buttons on the cabs meter charger until numbers began flashing.
"Uh my um, do-hickey is out'a order today so looks like you ride for free. Where you want to go? I must warm you tho, traffic has been a little hectic today so we might be a bit late."
Levi's accent faulters even worse the more he carries on which causes him to almost laugh at himself, the break of character causes some emotions to seep back to the surface and his eyes begin to swell with the shimmer of hidden tears.
"Lady, I got nothing or nowhere to be, let me help you."
He looks to the kid.
"Is there a dad somewhere we need to get her to?"
Levi holds out his hand as he waits for the keys.
@Belle
@FantasyChic
Dorian was not so naive in the ways of seduction or the subtle psychologies of lust that he should fail to understand the desiring allure of forbiddance.
But there it was.
His eyes were transfixed as a taunting desire burned lively through his static veins.
A beauty and innocence radiating with such a purity that the touch of his hands could only spoil or stain it.
She was heavenly and therefore many leagues from his own.
He stood so close yet felt as though they were worlds apart.
Elevation's packed dance floor and the many busy moving bodies around him fell away as he slid through the crowds towards the stage, totally entranced by her vision and deeply enthralled by her voice as it resonated throughout him like a sweet symphony.
Every corner of thought and shadowy doubt began to surface itself from deep within and tell him that this is a place he doesn't, and will never belong.
These feelings, considered friends through distant familiarity, have plagued and taunted Dorian his whole life.
Maybe he didn't belong here, but here is where he had got to and it was a lot further than the slums where he started.
It was his first time in zone Alpha, maybe all that excitement and nerves helped build his light infatuation with the singer.
Amongst a sea of motion Dorian stood deathly still, his fine black fitted suit probably more expensive than most other attire found amongst the establishment yet he failed to capture and incorporate the latest fashion and trends, maybe he just didn't care to.
He held his own suave persona and style, a rustic elegance which he wore so well. His mesmerising hazel eyes were glued to the beauty on the stage where they remained until he captured hers.
As soon as that moment happens his lips curl into a devilishly playful accomplished smile. He gives her a gentle acknowledging nod before turning away and disappearing into the ocean of people.
Back at the bar he chuckles to himself as he examines more closely the quantity of emotional tea in his drink. "Should'a known."
The drinks name as well as his actions now made more sense.
Clearing his head he focuses on other things as he flicks through an array of photos sent to his phone.
A secret meeting, a new gang, many people already.
Dorian replied with a single message.
'Stay close, stay undercover.'
The performers song came to an end and the crowd cheered, Dorian simply continued to enjoy his drink and the music, talking to no one, yet silently observing. He observed something interesting, a connection between a waiter and the singer.
Dorian was not so naive in the ways of seduction or the subtle psychologies of lust that he should fail to understand the desiring allure of forbiddance.
But there it was.
His eyes were transfixed as a taunting desire burned lively through his static veins.
A beauty and innocence radiating with such a purity that the touch of his hands could only spoil or stain it.
She was heavenly and therefore many leagues from his own.
He stood so close yet felt as though they were worlds apart.
Elevation's packed dance floor and the many busy moving bodies around him fell away as he slid through the crowds towards the stage, totally entranced by her vision and deeply enthralled by her voice as it resonated throughout him like a sweet symphony.
Every corner of thought and shadowy doubt began to surface itself from deep within and tell him that this is a place he doesn't, and will never belong.
These feelings, considered friends through distant familiarity, have plagued and taunted Dorian his whole life.
Maybe he didn't belong here, but here is where he had got to and it was a lot further than the slums where he started.
It was his first time in zone Alpha, maybe all that excitement and nerves helped build his light infatuation with the singer.
Amongst a sea of motion Dorian stood deathly still, his fine black fitted suit probably more expensive than most other attire found amongst the establishment yet he failed to capture and incorporate the latest fashion and trends, maybe he just didn't care to.
He held his own suave persona and style, a rustic elegance which he wore so well. His mesmerising hazel eyes were glued to the beauty on the stage where they remained until he captured hers.
As soon as that moment happens his lips curl into a devilishly playful accomplished smile. He gives her a gentle acknowledging nod before turning away and disappearing into the ocean of people.
Back at the bar he chuckles to himself as he examines more closely the quantity of emotional tea in his drink. "Should'a known."
The drinks name as well as his actions now made more sense.
Clearing his head he focuses on other things as he flicks through an array of photos sent to his phone.
A secret meeting, a new gang, many people already.
Dorian replied with a single message.
'Stay close, stay undercover.'
The performers song came to an end and the crowd cheered, Dorian simply continued to enjoy his drink and the music, talking to no one, yet silently observing. He observed something interesting, a connection between a waiter and the singer.
@Dark Light umm... sorry kat ran you over. She's a mom and... well... moms can be cray cray...
Haha, that's ok. Turns out in his panic Levi wasn't really being reasonable.
@Dark Light
Sure. Just move him over to the other tab.
Done and IC post up already :p
Look Wick I'm playing nice... Sorta. Someone stole my car tho XD jk's.
Nah I thought I'd start right off by tying my post into another's.
Please don't tell me I missed something important and it doesn't actually fit :/ :$ Hope you like.
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