@Altered Tundra oh the rags to riches is still happening. This will turn into a big game.
Queens wanting recruits.
The Elite being bros with Rhett.
All fun and games.
Queens wanting recruits.
The Elite being bros with Rhett.
All fun and games.
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@HushedWhispers@Altered Tundra Rhett gonna be PRINCE BITCHES he ain't about the cursing life (lies, fuck you Jackson)
I have talked to @HushedWhispers and we are both grateful for the time, effort, and assistance of a few individuals that have kept me sane and who have continuously helped me bring life to DWS - time and time again.
I would like to offer an official spot of being co-gms from Hushed and I to:
@Legion02
@smarty0114
@Viciousmarrow
@BeastofDestiny
This has turned into a wonderful, immersive story, and I want to thank you guys from the bottom of my heart for checking up on me and helping me formulate my ideas. Eventually, when season two rolls around - that will be after the Winter Formal, after I've slowly transitioned the story in a direction I see it going - I'd like you all to help us bring this world of superheroes and villains to a whole new level.
For now. As co-gms. You four have our permission to read character sheets, question them, critique them, accept them, you can help us build the school, like we already have been doing: Example, Legion creating the Delphina times and Viciousmarrow creating the Wardens. You're allowed to make important NPCs and tell me and Hushed how they will affect the story as a whole or to have them bring to light another aspect of the school or/and the world. But most importantly, you'll help us keep this story alive. Assuming you all accept the offer, that is.
Through thick and thin, I don't want DWS to die.
We've come so far. And I'm very appreciative for your guys' help.
Legion, as always, will help me with Delphina operations, while smarty's will help Hushed with Mayweather operations. That being said, you aren't limited to the school.
Viciousmarrow and BeastofDestiny have ideas for arcs that have yet taken surface. More for the bigger picture than anything.
But all four of you, can help us make sense of our growing world starting from the school and working our way outside.
And if any of you have questions, I trust their opinions and for the most part, they all understand the story. Of course, there are questions you'll need to ask Hushed and I about, but if they're smaller questions, don't be afraid to ask them.
Thank you so much for everything. All of you.
And to those who have stayed for this ride. Thank you.
P.S. Season 2's title: United We Fall
I would like to offer an official spot of being co-gms from Hushed and I to:
@Legion02
@smarty0114
@Viciousmarrow
@BeastofDestiny
This has turned into a wonderful, immersive story, and I want to thank you guys from the bottom of my heart for checking up on me and helping me formulate my ideas. Eventually, when season two rolls around - that will be after the Winter Formal, after I've slowly transitioned the story in a direction I see it going - I'd like you all to help us bring this world of superheroes and villains to a whole new level.
For now. As co-gms. You four have our permission to read character sheets, question them, critique them, accept them, you can help us build the school, like we already have been doing: Example, Legion creating the Delphina times and Viciousmarrow creating the Wardens. You're allowed to make important NPCs and tell me and Hushed how they will affect the story as a whole or to have them bring to light another aspect of the school or/and the world. But most importantly, you'll help us keep this story alive. Assuming you all accept the offer, that is.
Through thick and thin, I don't want DWS to die.
We've come so far. And I'm very appreciative for your guys' help.
Legion, as always, will help me with Delphina operations, while smarty's will help Hushed with Mayweather operations. That being said, you aren't limited to the school.
Viciousmarrow and BeastofDestiny have ideas for arcs that have yet taken surface. More for the bigger picture than anything.
But all four of you, can help us make sense of our growing world starting from the school and working our way outside.
And if any of you have questions, I trust their opinions and for the most part, they all understand the story. Of course, there are questions you'll need to ask Hushed and I about, but if they're smaller questions, don't be afraid to ask them.
Thank you so much for everything. All of you.
And to those who have stayed for this ride. Thank you.
P.S. Season 2's title: United We Fall
Not gonna lie. I am proud of that collab.
I've been busy but yes. It is done.
This is a transitioning post, my fellow writers. The school feud is one aspect of the roleplay, but things will slowly change where the focus turns to the outside world.
If you have any questions, concerns, thoughts, ideas, my private message is always open - please include HushedWhispers when you do so, since she's back :). I honestly didn't expect the Harts to become important yet, but hell, I'm all for it.
They are scary. Yes. But they can be reasonable. This is more of an introduction of the forces that wait outside of the school grounds since they are an example of an actual villain family known in the area.
I've been busy but yes. It is done.
This is a transitioning post, my fellow writers. The school feud is one aspect of the roleplay, but things will slowly change where the focus turns to the outside world.
If you have any questions, concerns, thoughts, ideas, my private message is always open - please include HushedWhispers when you do so, since she's back :). I honestly didn't expect the Harts to become important yet, but hell, I'm all for it.
They are scary. Yes. But they can be reasonable. This is more of an introduction of the forces that wait outside of the school grounds since they are an example of an actual villain family known in the area.
@Wintergrey we got ourselves a date :P
@Legion02 thanks man, that's good to know xD
@Wintergrey alright I'm EST
So what time exactly so I can do the math and we can schedule collabin? xD
So what time exactly so I can do the math and we can schedule collabin? xD
@Wintergrey what's your time zone? Shit memory if you ever did tell me
@Wintergrey depends on your free time, we can keep bouncing back and forth if it's easier for you. unless you have a free day and we can dedicate writing on that day - then we could collab.
All depends on you. I'm fine with whatever.
All depends on you. I'm fine with whatever.
Location: Walking around in Delirium → Karaoke Room
Interacting With: Goldie @Wintergrey
Laid back → Conversational → Starving
In most people's cases, seeing a random girl appear out of nowhere would make any sane man jump. Virgil wasn't like most people and his sanity was questionable - but hell, who wasn't a bit mad nowadays? This wasn't even because he was a Hart either. Perhaps after seeing his mom get sniped in the head and then her body tipping over the edge, falling down, down, down a many stories hotel affected his ability to be shocked by many things. Let alone a girl, who had a nice pair of balls (not literally, don't worry. He doesn't lean that way). Kinda hot, he wasn't gonna' lie. Downside was, she didn't look Italian. Such was life for a Hart. Though, somehow Vince was able to get uncle Leo to accept Gianna.
Eh, regardless, love and romance was not on Virgil's agenda. He had better things to do like find his late cousin's girl and be like: HEY BABY, GUESS WHOSE IN NYC?! Yeah, he was hyped, that's for sure. His dark gaze scanned the vibrant, blonde woman, with a decent gray dress on that he could dig, and cool set of pumps. "Please, call me Virgil. I got too many Harts in the famiglia." Before he could ask her name, one of the bodyguards came, recognized her, and went to take her away (since she entered in a way that made him not pleased).
Not giving them a chance to say a word, he lifted his left hand up stopping the man in his tracks, and wrapping his right arm around the blonde's waist, "I don't care what happened, she's with me." The security guard nodded at the young boy and immediately dismissed himself. Respectively, he took his arm off her waist, "Sorry 'bout that. Where were we? Oh yes, names. What's your's?"
Deciding it was too crowded here, he offered, "I ain't one for this kind of scene, nor am I the type of guy to hit and run, so why don't we walk and talk? I got access everywhere and I know just the place to take us!" He didn't want to be rude and leave this girl hanging, so he'd indulge her and strike up some conversation. She knew who she was talking to. The first thing she said was "Mr. Hart", so Virgil had his suspicions.
Beckoning her to follow him, with his coke can in hand, he walked into the crowd and started yelling over the music, "Y'know, this business is not easy but it sure as hell is sexy. You gots permits, licenses, and bureaucracy to manage. And to make a brand that actually STANDS OUT, good luck with that! My Uncle Leo started off with very saturated competition. Now he's the big dog. The main squeeze." If there was one thing that Cara would learn fast was this Hart loved to talk, "One day, I'll be that great but in my own way." When they reached the door, an attendant for the karaoke area opened it for them.
Before Virgil entered, he asked, "Get me some honey barbecue wings, I'm starving! Oh. And buffalo. Don't forget the ranch, fries, and celery sticks. Give me some cheesy bread too. Yum. And eventually, send down some red velvet cake." He licked his lips at all the food he kept listing, "Damn that sounds good." Turning his head to his companion, he childishly grinned, "Feel free to order what you want, she'll be back if you need time to think. Don't you worry, there's a menu in there if you don't know what we got. Ah! Hold on!" He looked back at the waitress, with slight alarm in his eyes, before giving her his empty can, "I need more coke."
The waitress nodded, having quickly scribbled his (and possibly Cara's) order on her notepad, before saying softly, "Right away, Virgil."
Feeling satisfied, he strolled on in the private lounge and sprawled himself on one of the large white sofa's, "Gotta' love privileges. Now, Goldie. Mind me calling you Goldie? I like your hair. Imma call you Goldie. What brings you to the club this fine evening?" His stomach growled and he dramatically put the back of his right hand on his forehead and muttered, "Death is common in my family, but if I am to die by starvation... what a dishonorable way to go."
Eh, regardless, love and romance was not on Virgil's agenda. He had better things to do like find his late cousin's girl and be like: HEY BABY, GUESS WHOSE IN NYC?! Yeah, he was hyped, that's for sure. His dark gaze scanned the vibrant, blonde woman, with a decent gray dress on that he could dig, and cool set of pumps. "Please, call me Virgil. I got too many Harts in the famiglia." Before he could ask her name, one of the bodyguards came, recognized her, and went to take her away (since she entered in a way that made him not pleased).
Not giving them a chance to say a word, he lifted his left hand up stopping the man in his tracks, and wrapping his right arm around the blonde's waist, "I don't care what happened, she's with me." The security guard nodded at the young boy and immediately dismissed himself. Respectively, he took his arm off her waist, "Sorry 'bout that. Where were we? Oh yes, names. What's your's?"
Deciding it was too crowded here, he offered, "I ain't one for this kind of scene, nor am I the type of guy to hit and run, so why don't we walk and talk? I got access everywhere and I know just the place to take us!" He didn't want to be rude and leave this girl hanging, so he'd indulge her and strike up some conversation. She knew who she was talking to. The first thing she said was "Mr. Hart", so Virgil had his suspicions.
Beckoning her to follow him, with his coke can in hand, he walked into the crowd and started yelling over the music, "Y'know, this business is not easy but it sure as hell is sexy. You gots permits, licenses, and bureaucracy to manage. And to make a brand that actually STANDS OUT, good luck with that! My Uncle Leo started off with very saturated competition. Now he's the big dog. The main squeeze." If there was one thing that Cara would learn fast was this Hart loved to talk, "One day, I'll be that great but in my own way." When they reached the door, an attendant for the karaoke area opened it for them.
Before Virgil entered, he asked, "Get me some honey barbecue wings, I'm starving! Oh. And buffalo. Don't forget the ranch, fries, and celery sticks. Give me some cheesy bread too. Yum. And eventually, send down some red velvet cake." He licked his lips at all the food he kept listing, "Damn that sounds good." Turning his head to his companion, he childishly grinned, "Feel free to order what you want, she'll be back if you need time to think. Don't you worry, there's a menu in there if you don't know what we got. Ah! Hold on!" He looked back at the waitress, with slight alarm in his eyes, before giving her his empty can, "I need more coke."
The waitress nodded, having quickly scribbled his (and possibly Cara's) order on her notepad, before saying softly, "Right away, Virgil."
Feeling satisfied, he strolled on in the private lounge and sprawled himself on one of the large white sofa's, "Gotta' love privileges. Now, Goldie. Mind me calling you Goldie? I like your hair. Imma call you Goldie. What brings you to the club this fine evening?" His stomach growled and he dramatically put the back of his right hand on his forehead and muttered, "Death is common in my family, but if I am to die by starvation... what a dishonorable way to go."
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