Oooooh yeah, I did forget you. Sorry, man, good to have you over here. Feel free to post, just be careful how you come in.
Actually, how about this: Corhog is the one who brings Grendel in? He's already been working with AMM, and tracking and capturing her was his first job.
Up to you two, though. I'm relaxed about it, this RP is going good so far!
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Awesomesauce.
We're just missing... Grendel, right? I don't think anyone else has gotten an approved character.
Strange, if you like, I can have Grendel brought in with our benefactor, since it seems that the AMM has captured her? Is that what you're planning? You can give me what you've got so far, and then I can take over and have her introduced along with our host.
Leoric: You're posts are actually a smidge longer than I'd like, at least while there's nothing but dialogue going on.
We're just missing... Grendel, right? I don't think anyone else has gotten an approved character.
Strange, if you like, I can have Grendel brought in with our benefactor, since it seems that the AMM has captured her? Is that what you're planning? You can give me what you've got so far, and then I can take over and have her introduced along with our host.
Leoric: You're posts are actually a smidge longer than I'd like, at least while there's nothing but dialogue going on.
"Unknot your britches," Mal was still holding his gun, and kept it held loosely in his right hand after the colorful man's frankly disgusting display of greed. "Looks to me like she's carrying, and she chose to be here. Makes me sick, thinkin' of my daughter, but I wouldn't stop her from doing what she liked either." He looked over his shoulder at where the man was looking out the window, "And quit talking shit about Smit. He never bit anybody I didn't tell him to."
"I reckon it's high time we got civilized, at least. Name's Malachi. Tracker and Bounty Hunter, from Pandora. Don' worry," he added, smiling first kindly at Baltimore, then coldly at Hector, "I don't mean to turn either of you in."
"I reckon it's high time we got civilized, at least. Name's Malachi. Tracker and Bounty Hunter, from Pandora. Don' worry," he added, smiling first kindly at Baltimore, then coldly at Hector, "I don't mean to turn either of you in."
A few misunderstandings here.
AMM is not run by Vladof. It is just funded by them, Vladof gives them guns, that's all. AMM is a group of Actaeon citizens who oppose Dahl's strict military lifestyle. Most of them are normal citizens who merely support the group, but there is a small core of armed and ready fighters who have thus far eluded Dahl capture.
Something of note, the only civilians on Actaeon are too old or too young for military service, or else disabled in some way. The youth are seen as future soldiers, the old are seen as respected veterans. The disabled are second class citizens.
AMM is not run by Vladof. It is just funded by them, Vladof gives them guns, that's all. AMM is a group of Actaeon citizens who oppose Dahl's strict military lifestyle. Most of them are normal citizens who merely support the group, but there is a small core of armed and ready fighters who have thus far eluded Dahl capture.
Something of note, the only civilians on Actaeon are too old or too young for military service, or else disabled in some way. The youth are seen as future soldiers, the old are seen as respected veterans. The disabled are second class citizens.
It's all good. I'ma wait on Leoric(or anyone else, I guess) before posting agian, just so it's not all me flooding the thread.
Does Morikir have a thing about cigarettes? I was actually going to have Malachi smoke heavily, could be a fun gag.
Does Morikir have a thing about cigarettes? I was actually going to have Malachi smoke heavily, could be a fun gag.
As Hector stood in front of him he'd see Malachi's rifle already pointing at his crotch. "If you wanna be sneakin' up on a fella, I suggest you don't talk to yourself so much." He spoke slowly and calmly, never taking an eye off of Hector's fingers, ready to fire if he so much as twitched. To be true, he didn't like his chances of getting out of a fight unscathed. "I been listening through the door. Wasn't me that sent you that message; I got one too," he held out his left hand to show that it was empty and slowly reached into a pocket with just a thumb and forefinger, producing the missive that had been sent to his home a few days ago. "I haven't the foggiest who sent it, either."
I guess that wasn't necessarily obvious. Yes, we are all going to the same address.
At the same time, we were invited to the same meeting.
At the same time, we were invited to the same meeting.
Back, and a post. Not much, but it might just get us moving again.
And I just covered all of my RPs, hurray!
And I just covered all of my RPs, hurray!
"Big?" Bruce laughed, offering his hand to shake, "I'm a racer, mechanic too. Bruce Bailey, Stark pulled me right out of the pit. We'll see how I do in one of his suits after years bent over handlebars."
He looked around the square. So far it was still just the three of them. But then, how many people did Tony Stark trust to fly his fancy armors? "Say, how many are we waiting on? Do you have a roll call?"
He looked around the square. So far it was still just the three of them. But then, how many people did Tony Stark trust to fly his fancy armors? "Say, how many are we waiting on? Do you have a roll call?"
"She probably went back to your common room," Richard was saying as they entered the doors to the Nyama building. "Find her, or leave her a note, I think we should have a quick Society meeting. I'll see you in Sidus' classroom." He split off into his own common room to retrieve his wand, and then started his way upstairs to the top floor, where the Astronomy classroom doubled as the headquarters for the Society of Creative Research.
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