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"...Yeah...Sure..."

That was lie, of course. Levi was freakin' capital-S Scared. At least it was only two miles and not a huge stretch of map to go waltz through. He could take solace in that fact that meant the whole situation would be resolved relatively soon. Hopefully with a minimal amount of pants pissing on his part. And if David kept going on about that, Levi'd probably stuff a rag in the guy's mouth!

While the light from the PIP-Boys were good and all, Levi couldn't help feel like he'd feel safer with them off. If only for the fact that, because there was light, it made for seeing anywhere that wasn't lit very, very hard indeed. Though, since there wasn't much to do other than put one foot in front of the other, Levi's mind began being a total ass and making him think again. Really, from all the possibilities filling his mind, mutant infested metros would be a fucking godsend in terms of the amount of relief it would give him. The enemy you know, and all that.

After a few more minutes of dead silence and walking, Levi had to pose a question. "So, what exactly do you mean by 'fate worse than death'?"
...Why did I read 'liquids' as 'squids' ._.
Travelling to the 8th District was fortunately very uneventful, as walking through a city should be. Even as the environment slowly got seedier looking, Wes still had that cheery smile and jaunty stride. Eventually the duo made it to the edge of their destination. Wes stopped and put his hand to his chin in thought. "Well never find this guy with just a general area - he could have left by the time we comb through everything," he explained.

A gun was aimed in Wes' mind, mental 'trigger' of sorts to activate his ability.

"Hmm..." Wes hummed, analyzing the area for an anomaly of souls. "There he is," he said after a few moments, pointing in the general direction.
You can't really butt in conventionally unless you coordinate with someone in the OOC, ha. You can, however, join a conversation between posts.

Anyway, it isn't really as messy as it seems. And yeah. I just really suck at explaining things, so bear with me.
For multiple people, posting is basically a random free-for-all after the GM makes their first post unless the GM imposes some kind of a rule about posting order. In terms of how to actually RP, you pick another player to interact with, and then involve people who join the interaction or do something that would affect it.

EDIT: An example of an interaction would be:

Bob talks to Alice
Steve can butt in, so he does
Bob, Steve, and Alice are now talking to each other.

...Something like that. It isn't too hard to grasp once you get into it, really.
"Hmm..."

Wes analyzed the job form, taking in all the details and such. It wasn't a bad job, by any means, but if he ballsed it up, they'd lose their chance for a few dozen Kishin eggs... Perfect. Thrill and risk only sharpened his nerves. He craned his head at his partner. "Alrighty!" he answered, "Let's head out."
That's fine, but don't be surprised if I derail that.

joeycbee said
I hope you realize that when I'm bored I simple play videogames or concoct ideas for rp main the rp because of school.

[2]^
Alright, that means we actually need to think of missions. *hands together* So, Panny, any ideas?
So wait, how are we gonna encounter these Witches? Are our characters gonna go on our jobs and then meet? Or something else?
PandorasBox said
Lexie followed Wes to the job board, her eyes flicking around for something that they might have a hope of completing. She noticed the amount of students that were quickly gathering around them, including Nightwalker, who it seemed had been there from the beginning. Knowing his skill, he'd probably be choosing something more difficult for himself and Rhia to tackle. She and Wes were more limited in their options, which is something she blamed on herself really. Putting that aside, she glanced at her Meister."So, got any preferences on which one to take?"


"...Nope!" Wes replied in his characteristic cheerfulness. His count of the souls he'd personally acquired were... 0-0. But then again, he wasn't much help in combat. His Weapon probably obtained souls on her own, he just had nothing to do with getting them other than spectating. He was like a bad luck charm, if he got involved, the operation'd all go down the drain. Fade away. Become nothing.

"...But I think we should take a very difficult job!" he suggested, ignoring whatever self-preservative instincts were left in his lizard brain.
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