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You didn't say that about Loretta :(
Because she scares me.
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Because she scares me.
What i was thinkin too.
The girl told him what happened to her last group and he couldn't help but feel for her, but everyone he loved died before this mess. Travis realized he was humanizeing her he needed to dehumanize her. "I didn't ask for a life story Girl Scout." He said a sneer showing on his face. "If your alone you can come with me. I can be of use to you and you to me. But I have one condition if you do travel with me, and that is no names if you address me you call me Cowboy, okay?" He said
Lunar_Melody said
Do you mean a god or a demi-god? Because right now I think we should start with the gods and add the half-god half-humans later
Hmm, Don't really want to be a god so maybe a mortal or Prometheus.
Wooo let's shoot some rebs in the kidneys and then do mean stuff to them, Yeah!!!!
Edited my char yesterday but for those who don't want to go hunting. Falchion's birthday is spring 20th and he carries dual blades.
Invader Len said
@Joshua I understand, however, you did very much jump to aggressive action rather quickly. I'm not angry at all, nor offended, I'm just pointing out that for something as short as a single hacked post, I felt that your response was overly hostile at that time. There is much evidence to support the fact that Angel and I are sisters and very different individuals. Our writing styles and RP tastes are very different, and I have been around much longer than she has. In addition, I am the smarter, more beautiful sibling. We may make mistakes or accidentally post from the other's account at times, but when that does happen, please know that we are not trolling or spammin, but merely trying to explain our mistakes and correct them.@Enalais ... Does this mean I may return my unicorn to my signature? Or does it really bother you? I don't want to upset you if, for whatever reason, you have a deep set prejudice for overweight unicorns. All unicorns are beautiful. End the discrimination.@ChirpingChip I wasn't upset, merely exercising caution. I have been in rps with a strict no-talking rule, and others where idle chit-chat is encouraged. I suppose I mistook the friendly atmosphere for one in where communication was encouraged, it was unclear to me and hence I was confused when I was rebuked. However, for future reference, when it appears Angel and I are bickering, know that it is all in good humor. If it is a real issue, we would be settling our issues in the real world, rather than drag them out online. I understand that this was very easy to misinterpret, and I take full responsibility for the unfortunate misunderstanding. I hope very much that my actions have not hindered the RP too much, and that we may all learn from this experience and get along with each other quite well.And, for the issue of birthdays and items, should those be edited into our individual Character Sheets? And also, in Rune factory, there are multiple weapons and magic classes. Should those be added in as well?And if there's anything I can do to help with organizing, please do let me know. Perhaps I could compile a list of monsters and their drop items, or help in the construction and placing of some of the dungeons surrounding the town and its areas.
Bring back the fat unicorn, i wish to feed it cake!
I suppose me and Ink can collab if he wants.
Name: Nathanael Alexi
Age:24
Appearance:Standing in at 6'2 and weighing at 190 Lbs Nathanael can be described as pretty average, his blonde hair cut to regulation length at all times, and his blue eyes are cold and hard and seem to stare through people not at them.
Rank:Staff Sergeant
Bio:A second generation Russian-American Nathanael grew up in the Bronx in New York, his parents tried their hardest to give him a good life, but they were poor and broke, as Nathanael grew older his mother got sicker, when he was about twenty she got so sick that they took her into the hospital with no hope of paying, they diagnosed her with cancer. Nathanael didn't see many ways out except the military so he signed up so he could help pay his mother's medical bills, he signed a six year contract with the army and joined 3d Calvary as a Humvee operator. So far he has only served four of his six years.
Age:24
Appearance:Standing in at 6'2 and weighing at 190 Lbs Nathanael can be described as pretty average, his blonde hair cut to regulation length at all times, and his blue eyes are cold and hard and seem to stare through people not at them.
Rank:Staff Sergeant
Bio:A second generation Russian-American Nathanael grew up in the Bronx in New York, his parents tried their hardest to give him a good life, but they were poor and broke, as Nathanael grew older his mother got sicker, when he was about twenty she got so sick that they took her into the hospital with no hope of paying, they diagnosed her with cancer. Nathanael didn't see many ways out except the military so he signed up so he could help pay his mother's medical bills, he signed a six year contract with the army and joined 3d Calvary as a Humvee operator. So far he has only served four of his six years.
Detective Brewer - Outside The Florence
Brandon was about to give up and go home when he saw the chief walk out of the bar "What the Fuck?" He asked to no one quickly bringing his camera up he started snapping pictures of the chief, he was going to have a pow wow with the chief and interrogate his ass tomorrow morning. Brandon having all he needed rolled out of his spot and started driving home, just in case he took back streets and went in circles to see if anyone was following him, not that it mattered because if the chief is in their back pocket all they would need to do is ask.
Eventually he made it to the motel that was his home, it was a dingy motel the paint on the walls was cracking and faded, there were holes in the wall from where Brandon had punched through the cheap dry wall, empty bottles of alcohol and ash trays full of cigarette butts laid scattered across the room, broken glass strewn about the floor. The place was a wreck, a reflection of who lived in it, the first thing Brandon did when he got home was head straight to the mini fridge that held a cold bottle of Rum, he didn't bother with a glass or a chaser he just drank it straight up and turned on the TV and laid there trying to forget.
Brandon was about to give up and go home when he saw the chief walk out of the bar "What the Fuck?" He asked to no one quickly bringing his camera up he started snapping pictures of the chief, he was going to have a pow wow with the chief and interrogate his ass tomorrow morning. Brandon having all he needed rolled out of his spot and started driving home, just in case he took back streets and went in circles to see if anyone was following him, not that it mattered because if the chief is in their back pocket all they would need to do is ask.
Eventually he made it to the motel that was his home, it was a dingy motel the paint on the walls was cracking and faded, there were holes in the wall from where Brandon had punched through the cheap dry wall, empty bottles of alcohol and ash trays full of cigarette butts laid scattered across the room, broken glass strewn about the floor. The place was a wreck, a reflection of who lived in it, the first thing Brandon did when he got home was head straight to the mini fridge that held a cold bottle of Rum, he didn't bother with a glass or a chaser he just drank it straight up and turned on the TV and laid there trying to forget.
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