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STATUS: To all I'm in RPs with: I apologise if my replies are sparse. Life isn't kind. 11 yrs ago
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To all I'm in RPs with: I apologise if my replies are sparse. Life isn't kind.
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Bio
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.
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.
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.
Most Recent Posts
@Rilla Oh hey Johnny. What're you doing outside the forum space.
Uh, just keep fighting and I'll respond in kind. Once Johnny starts fighting he dances very little.
I really really really love swing music. Main inspiration behind this character. :D
@Skallagrim Make your coffee. You got it right. The whole tap dancing bit, according to the song I'm using, is exactly around thirty seconds long.
I know this opens me up very much for attacks but hey it wouldn't be fun and amusing without some showboating eh
I know this opens me up very much for attacks but hey it wouldn't be fun and amusing without some showboating eh
@Skallagrim Also I thought I wrote in the preceding lines that he'd already dodged the kick. Hmm.
Still, I edited the post to show time.
Still, I edited the post to show time.
@Skallagrim Whoops. Thought I made it clear enough that he was following the song.
Will edit. Thanks for that!
Will edit. Thanks for that!
I like where this fight is going.
@ImportantNobody Posted! I am trying to make Sanchez the angriest Mexican in existence. XD
Also do with the insurgents as you will. They're kinda just expendable NPCs for both of us to control.
Same for Luis' remaining teammate, Connor. If you want to auto-hit him, it's perfectly fine with me. Just remember that Sanchez is the one you're actually fighting. :D
Also do with the insurgents as you will. They're kinda just expendable NPCs for both of us to control.
Same for Luis' remaining teammate, Connor. If you want to auto-hit him, it's perfectly fine with me. Just remember that Sanchez is the one you're actually fighting. :D
"Shit!"
From the stairwell, a mysterious and weird-looking soldier man peeked out. Luis caught his glance.
The moment stretched for what seemed like ever.
Then his foe opened fire with his rifle.
Luis dropped to the floor, bullets whizzing and skimming over his head.
"Hijo de puta!"
He swore and continued reloading his machine gun with his free hand, pistol in the other roaring and barking at the figure that disappeared back down the stairwell. Just as his magazine finished, he slapped the housing of the machine gun's top back down and racked the slide. He holstered his empty pistol and hauled his SAW up with both hands, aimiing straight for the stairwell as he pulled the trigger. The machine gun screamed and spat hot death at the wall, spraying bits of stone and debris down the stairs as he moved towards the ladder.
"Eat this pinche puta! Vete a la verga ruco, cabron!"
As he moved closer to the ladder, and by extension the stairs, his aim slowly lowered down the stairs as he moved forward, letting his gun rip and tear into whatever laid below. When he was satisfied, he moved backwards quickly, stumbling a little when his back his the wooden ladder. Letting his machine gun dangle from the strap around his shoulder, he pulled a fragmentation grenade from his vest and yanked the pin, before lobbing it down the stairs.
"I got a present for you, puta madre, hijo de puta!"
With that he turned tail and scrambled up the ladder, with only seconds between him and a big ol' explosion. He was greeted by Connor hunkered down on the roof, almost invisible behind the low parapet on the roof. The night was peaceful save for the sporadic gunfire as the insurgents outside realised that the four angry men within were not firing back. Downstairs, insurgent fighters were warily creeping towards the house, rifles raised, even as Rez defended himself against them down below.
But then, Luis and Connor didn't know that.
From the stairwell, a mysterious and weird-looking soldier man peeked out. Luis caught his glance.
The moment stretched for what seemed like ever.
Then his foe opened fire with his rifle.
Luis dropped to the floor, bullets whizzing and skimming over his head.
"Hijo de puta!"
He swore and continued reloading his machine gun with his free hand, pistol in the other roaring and barking at the figure that disappeared back down the stairwell. Just as his magazine finished, he slapped the housing of the machine gun's top back down and racked the slide. He holstered his empty pistol and hauled his SAW up with both hands, aimiing straight for the stairwell as he pulled the trigger. The machine gun screamed and spat hot death at the wall, spraying bits of stone and debris down the stairs as he moved towards the ladder.
"Eat this pinche puta! Vete a la verga ruco, cabron!"
As he moved closer to the ladder, and by extension the stairs, his aim slowly lowered down the stairs as he moved forward, letting his gun rip and tear into whatever laid below. When he was satisfied, he moved backwards quickly, stumbling a little when his back his the wooden ladder. Letting his machine gun dangle from the strap around his shoulder, he pulled a fragmentation grenade from his vest and yanked the pin, before lobbing it down the stairs.
"I got a present for you, puta madre, hijo de puta!"
With that he turned tail and scrambled up the ladder, with only seconds between him and a big ol' explosion. He was greeted by Connor hunkered down on the roof, almost invisible behind the low parapet on the roof. The night was peaceful save for the sporadic gunfire as the insurgents outside realised that the four angry men within were not firing back. Downstairs, insurgent fighters were warily creeping towards the house, rifles raised, even as Rez defended himself against them down below.
But then, Luis and Connor didn't know that.
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