They're slung. He's only holding his pistol, with his smg slung on his chest. His rifle isn't with him.
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My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
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- I run a small YouTube channel.
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Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.
Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
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I think that was simply supposed to be a rolecall rather than pestering, mostly because the OOC's been pretty quiet the past little while. o.o
^ this
I'm here.
"False god? What false god? I don't see any gods here."
He spun his sheathed sword in his hand a few times. That bow looked quite fearsome, actually, but nothing he couldn't handle.
"And my name's Daniel, just to get introductions out of the way. And I'm looking for something, or someone, really. It led me here. Have you seen a beagle around here anywhere? About yay high?"
He held his free hand out to roughly his head height.
"Blue jeans, cowboy boots, big ol' hat?"
Ready for anything, of course. Sword and sheath were in his right hand, stance still the same. Nothing had changed. If the monk fired an arrow, he'd be ready.
He spun his sheathed sword in his hand a few times. That bow looked quite fearsome, actually, but nothing he couldn't handle.
"And my name's Daniel, just to get introductions out of the way. And I'm looking for something, or someone, really. It led me here. Have you seen a beagle around here anywhere? About yay high?"
He held his free hand out to roughly his head height.
"Blue jeans, cowboy boots, big ol' hat?"
Ready for anything, of course. Sword and sheath were in his right hand, stance still the same. Nothing had changed. If the monk fired an arrow, he'd be ready.
Tagging for notification sake lol
Eh. Dropping out. Lost the interest. Sorry.
Eh. Dropping out. Lost the interest. Sorry.
Just as the monk expected, the anthropomorphic wolf padded in from the right, still quite clueless as to where his opponent was, up until he entered the T-junction and saw the other guy standing there with a bow and arrow fully drawn. With a quickness, he brought his sword (still in its sheath) up from within his belt and held it in his right, turning on his left foot to face the monk. His stance lowered, feet spreading apart, right ahead of left, as he pulled the brim of his cap lower and steeled his grip on his sheathed sword.
"Well then, this is a pickle."
"Well then, this is a pickle."
I have a thing for making perfectly mundane locations into battlefields. It's good fun!
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