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9 yrs ago
Current To all I'm in RPs with: I apologise if my replies are sparse. Life isn't kind.
9 yrs ago
BLUH

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.

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"Truck sounds good. Beats walking through all this snow."

David chuckled, hands still stuffed into the pockets of his jacket. He was lucky that he'd had thicker clothes before coming here. Knowing the weather could change at any moment, despite the circumstances, and being prepared was a life choice he'd made early on in his career. Still, he took the opportunity while the group was talking among themselves to snap a few more photos of the area, including of the group. The Japanese woman, another older woman. Two men. And himself. Commemorated through time in digital media.

He smiled to himself, then replaced the cap on his camera lens and let the little device rest on his chest. He rubbed his hands together and breathed on them, fat load of good that did with gloves on, and glanced at the other assembled folks.

"We should probably get a move on before it gets any colder."
"No it certainly isn't the best way to meet new folks."

David rubbed his arms as he fully zipped up his thick, puffy jacket. It was too cold. Colder than the time he'd gone to northern Canada for a nature photoshoot. That was the one thing that he wasn't expecting of Hildon. At least, in the middle of this snowstorm anyhow. He brushed snow off of his camera and tried to pay attention to the sheriff's little speech, pushing the cold to the back of his mind. As the assembled citizens began to disperse towards their groups and leave for their assigned search areas, David pulled the cap off the lens of his camera and snapped a few pictures.

He let his camera fall to his chest and adjusted the thick beanie on his head as the group slowly dwindled down to six people, himself included. One of them, a local man, turned around and introduced himself as Jake. The others introduced themselves and when it came to his turn, he nodded to the rest of them and shook the man's hand, before withdrawing and stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

God he was cold.

"Name's David. Nice to meet you all."
Colour me interested.
I'd throw my hat in the ring and bring out my favourite photographer David Sawyer, but there seems to be a lot of folks interested already. But I will stick around to read this!
I am all for a wu xia RP. Consider me interested.
Well it's good to see all the familiar faces converging on a Mass Effect RP. I'll be here to read your stories.
"...yeah I'm gonna agree with that last one, lady."

Aaron moved forward and shined his flashlight down the hole, but the darkness within seemed to swallow up whatever light that shone from the LED within his flashlight. With a shake of his head, he stepped back from the edge of the hole and reattached the flashlight to the shoulder of his combat vest, before turning to address the rest of the motley crew.

"Options? Unless the rope we have is long enough to go down...however deep that hole goes. And I can go first, if anyone else isn't going to volunteer. Or maybe we could...go around?"

Aaron turned his light onto the edges of the hole ahead of them, trying to figure out if the blue line on the wall that they'd been following went past the crevice in the floor.
Aaron followed along a few steps until the group reached the first junction. Obviously the first of many. The burly man he'd stopped earlier went ahead a few paces to shine his flashlight down each hallway to indicate the fork in the road and that a decision needed to be made. The other three people didn't seem to make concrete judgements, so Aaron stepped up to the plate.

"Let's check the left first. If nothing comes of it, we come back here and go the other way. Either way, let's try and follow that blue line on the wall."

At a slow and steady pace, Aaron took the lead, his silenced pistol now out and in one hand with his flashlight in the other. He pointed the firearm straight ahead and braced his flashlight-holding forearm underneath his right wrist, holding the light backhand to illuminate his path as he took the first few tentative steps into the hallway on the left.
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