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Sorry that it took me so long to post. I had a busy day, won't happen again, hoping to get as many posts as possible in a day. Looking forward to your reply.
Bare feet fleeted across the undergrowth of the woods, catching on twigs and bramble. "Two-seven-five-four-two-one-two", as he had been designated was running, for life, hypothetically. Dressed in only a robe that resembled something of a hospital robe, the boy couldn't have been any older than fifteen. Close behind him came the sounds of barking dogs and gruff, male voices shouting, the rotors of a helicopter, its spotlight shining through the thick foliage of the trees. The boys bergin (rucksack) bounced off his back with every rushed step, loosely slung over one shoulder. He had packed everything he could before making a break for it.
The boy knew this area from a map he had seen of the area and he knew he was running out of ground he could cover before he'd be stuck by a raging river. About to be closed in on by highly trained covert troops, attack dogs and an attack helicopter, the boy had to make a choice. Focusing on the noises of his surroundings rather than his pursuers he heard the rushing of water, the river was right ahead. Gulping, he picked up speed and jumped, flailing his arms at his sides and running through the air for a brief moment before hitting the water and going under.
Dogs barked, viciously, saliva flying from their mouths as they stood at alert lurching forward by the side of the river. The men approached next, dressed in all black armed with assault vests and tranquilizer rifles, as well as all sorts of tazers and other gear. One male that stood out from the others, much older but still holding a military-bearing build approached and looked down at the water, puffing a cigar. The others had been there for about twenty minutes waiting for this man to arrive. The older man spat on the floor and snarled in disappointment before turning and walking off, presumably back to the trucks. "Let's move out!" Yelled one of the soldiers, the dogs who had been relatively calm up until this point began barking again as the men began to follow the riverside.
|Within the next hour later|
"Two-seven-five-four-two-one-two" had emerged from the river about fifteen minutes earlier, having pulled himself out of the raging current using a sturdy branch that protruded from the banks. In the currents he had lost his robe and so emerged completely naked, thankfully he had managed to keep his bergin close to him and had even used it to float. He imagined the clothes he had inside the backpack were as soaked through as the backpack itself. He thought about how crazy it seemed now that these military issue bergins were not waterproof. He decided to walk for a few minutes, coming to a stop by some heavily leafed trees. He placed the backpack down, and began to change, pulling on underwear first followed by black combat trousers, he pulled a olive green t-shirt over his top followed by a black jumper with padded shoulders, spec-op issue. He decided against socks which were drenched and would do his feet no good, instead he pulled on his black combat boots, pulling the hem around the cuffs of his trousers so they were tucked into the boots.
Finally, he pulled a black jacket over himself and zipped it up, quietly, as high as the zip would go, the rim of the neck on the jacket coming up to just below the boy's chin. He placed the rucksack down and began to cover it with sticks, leaves and all sorts of undergrowth, causing a rustling sound. The boy would have preferred to stay quiet but at least this may in some way keep them off his trail for a bit longer, unaware that he had already lost them.
The boy knew this area from a map he had seen of the area and he knew he was running out of ground he could cover before he'd be stuck by a raging river. About to be closed in on by highly trained covert troops, attack dogs and an attack helicopter, the boy had to make a choice. Focusing on the noises of his surroundings rather than his pursuers he heard the rushing of water, the river was right ahead. Gulping, he picked up speed and jumped, flailing his arms at his sides and running through the air for a brief moment before hitting the water and going under.
Dogs barked, viciously, saliva flying from their mouths as they stood at alert lurching forward by the side of the river. The men approached next, dressed in all black armed with assault vests and tranquilizer rifles, as well as all sorts of tazers and other gear. One male that stood out from the others, much older but still holding a military-bearing build approached and looked down at the water, puffing a cigar. The others had been there for about twenty minutes waiting for this man to arrive. The older man spat on the floor and snarled in disappointment before turning and walking off, presumably back to the trucks. "Let's move out!" Yelled one of the soldiers, the dogs who had been relatively calm up until this point began barking again as the men began to follow the riverside.
"Two-seven-five-four-two-one-two" had emerged from the river about fifteen minutes earlier, having pulled himself out of the raging current using a sturdy branch that protruded from the banks. In the currents he had lost his robe and so emerged completely naked, thankfully he had managed to keep his bergin close to him and had even used it to float. He imagined the clothes he had inside the backpack were as soaked through as the backpack itself. He thought about how crazy it seemed now that these military issue bergins were not waterproof. He decided to walk for a few minutes, coming to a stop by some heavily leafed trees. He placed the backpack down, and began to change, pulling on underwear first followed by black combat trousers, he pulled a olive green t-shirt over his top followed by a black jumper with padded shoulders, spec-op issue. He decided against socks which were drenched and would do his feet no good, instead he pulled on his black combat boots, pulling the hem around the cuffs of his trousers so they were tucked into the boots.
Finally, he pulled a black jacket over himself and zipped it up, quietly, as high as the zip would go, the rim of the neck on the jacket coming up to just below the boy's chin. He placed the rucksack down and began to cover it with sticks, leaves and all sorts of undergrowth, causing a rustling sound. The boy would have preferred to stay quiet but at least this may in some way keep them off his trail for a bit longer, unaware that he had already lost them.
"Alex" | 15/21 | "The Experiment"
"Archer" | 23 | "Hacking Houdini" and self proclaimed "Overlord of the Internet"
I'm interested. Definitely. PM me if you're still looking for something and we can fling some ideas at each other.
Hey there!
First of all, welcome to the guild. I'm sure there's plenty of people here who feel the same way as you do about introductions. Don't worry about it, we're a friendly community who have at least one common interest with you, role-playing.
If you feel like you're not too "good" at it, you should probably play your hand at the "free" section because that's where an awful lot of beginners go. Also, you're English is far from terrible, at least from what I could see here. The only place you'll really be hammered about it here though is the "Advanced" section, so, maybe stay away from there, ha!
If you have any questions feel free to send me a PM. Best of luck and enjoy!!
First of all, welcome to the guild. I'm sure there's plenty of people here who feel the same way as you do about introductions. Don't worry about it, we're a friendly community who have at least one common interest with you, role-playing.
If you feel like you're not too "good" at it, you should probably play your hand at the "free" section because that's where an awful lot of beginners go. Also, you're English is far from terrible, at least from what I could see here. The only place you'll really be hammered about it here though is the "Advanced" section, so, maybe stay away from there, ha!
If you have any questions feel free to send me a PM. Best of luck and enjoy!!
Hey Katherin, it's been a long time since I've done any sort of role-playing or creative writing (about six months). I thought I'd come by to the 1x1 section to get back into the swing of things, without the hassle of the large groups. I'm interested in the FBI Agent x Witness scenario if you want to give it a shot.
Send me a PM if you're interested and I'm sure we can work something out!
Send me a PM if you're interested and I'm sure we can work something out!
Greetings,
It's good to see that in my absence this role-play stayed alive. The reason for my absence is because I didn't pay my internet bills *facepalm*. I'm back now, so anyone want to give me a rundown?
It's good to see that in my absence this role-play stayed alive. The reason for my absence is because I didn't pay my internet bills *facepalm*. I'm back now, so anyone want to give me a rundown?
Thanks Muttonhawk, can you just give me a quick rundown on what's happening before I read new IC posts?
Hey guys, still up for this. TJByrum is right on that. I didn't have internet the last few days because I forgot to pay my bills and work has been hectic so I didn't even know I didn't have internet until two days ago.
Hello again friends!
There is only one way to explain my absence... Somebody didn't pay their internet bills.
However, I'm here now and ready again. It's nice to see this thread stayed alive while I was gone.
There is only one way to explain my absence... Somebody didn't pay their internet bills.
However, I'm here now and ready again. It's nice to see this thread stayed alive while I was gone.
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