I'm still interested but OP hasn't been on in 5 days.
Heat
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5 yrs ago
Undertow only makes me think of Tool. Good album though.
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Incest in 1x1 interest check. Opinion invalidated.
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Yeah don’t ever recall BLM charging the US Capitol building, scaling the walls, attacking Capitol police and breaking windows to enter.
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RIP America 1776 - 2021. We had a good run.
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If I am made mod I will do what everyone truly desires and delete the status bar.
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ABOUT ME:
- Male.
- EST USA timezone.
- Been RPing since 2011.
- Mainly into sci-fi RPs.
- GM'd and been a player in too many roleplays to list.
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Feel free to hit me up if you wanna RP with me or have a RP idea you think I might be into.
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Interest Checks
Messaged you!
"So two humans, an Asari, Krogan, Quarian and a Turian? Sounds more like a bachelor party than a meeting of mercenaries."
"How many bachelor parties have you been to where the people are carrying shotguns?"
"Sounds like a fun party, but, this should be a piece of cake. We get in there and confirm that they're all sitting in there like fish waiting to be caught then we call in some backup and mop the floor with them."
"Try not to look like we're looking for them. If they figure it out and run away then we can't do crap. Plus, our heads will be on spikes."
"What about other casualties?"
"They're on Omega, if we don't get them, someone else will."
With that the two humans exited the alley beside Hergon's. Both were clad in casual clothing, nothing that would distinguish them as thugs. But each of them had pistols tucked in their belts as well as radio links in their omni tools that were to be hit as soon as it was confirmed that their targets were all gathered in the bar.
Both of the men entered the establishment, one after another. They took a seat at a booth far from Sienn and Roman, right near the entrance where they each could have a nice view of the place. A waitress approached them as the two acted like they weren't in the place for morally incorrect reasons.
Roman glanced at the Asari, his attention on her as soon as she had left the bar and moved towards him. She spoke to him, asking to sit at his booth. She fit the description he had been given of the other mercenaries, from his scouting of the bar he counted that all of them were here, she was the first to make a move though. He moved his foot off the seat, then took a long drink before he spoke.
"Odd way of breaking the ice, but I can't fault you. Not easy to approach someone visibly showing a shotgun on themselves." He said, setting the glass down as he looked at Sienn. His expression one lacking any real emotion, like it was many other times. But he was curious of the current situation.
"How many bachelor parties have you been to where the people are carrying shotguns?"
"Sounds like a fun party, but, this should be a piece of cake. We get in there and confirm that they're all sitting in there like fish waiting to be caught then we call in some backup and mop the floor with them."
"Try not to look like we're looking for them. If they figure it out and run away then we can't do crap. Plus, our heads will be on spikes."
"What about other casualties?"
"They're on Omega, if we don't get them, someone else will."
With that the two humans exited the alley beside Hergon's. Both were clad in casual clothing, nothing that would distinguish them as thugs. But each of them had pistols tucked in their belts as well as radio links in their omni tools that were to be hit as soon as it was confirmed that their targets were all gathered in the bar.
Both of the men entered the establishment, one after another. They took a seat at a booth far from Sienn and Roman, right near the entrance where they each could have a nice view of the place. A waitress approached them as the two acted like they weren't in the place for morally incorrect reasons.
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Roman glanced at the Asari, his attention on her as soon as she had left the bar and moved towards him. She spoke to him, asking to sit at his booth. She fit the description he had been given of the other mercenaries, from his scouting of the bar he counted that all of them were here, she was the first to make a move though. He moved his foot off the seat, then took a long drink before he spoke.
"Odd way of breaking the ice, but I can't fault you. Not easy to approach someone visibly showing a shotgun on themselves." He said, setting the glass down as he looked at Sienn. His expression one lacking any real emotion, like it was many other times. But he was curious of the current situation.
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The IC is up, sorry for the wait.
Your basic IC starter, character intros all around then we'll dive right into the fun.
Your basic IC starter, character intros all around then we'll dive right into the fun.
A quiet, but noticeable bar sits on Omega, far away from the pounding music and flashing lights of Afterlife, this bar, known as Hergon's Dive, named after its Krogan owner. Roman Thornton was inside, in his usual armor, his shotgun clipped to the back, pistol holstered nearby, a small glass in his hand as he sat alone at a booth, one leg stretched out across to the other side.
He hadn't said a single word since he had entered, but eyes of others that followed him when he entered said many. Years of hard, brutal work had allowed him to learn a lot just from a man's eyes. None of the looks he had gathered were ones hiding threat, they were all of curiosity. A pretty Asari bar maid had approached him before, offering him a drink which he had taken. Though he hadn't drank much of it, only very small sips every so often.
His mind was on the meeting that was supposed to be here, the strange messages offering 'massive' amounts of credits from a stranger messenger. He like the others who had been offered payment was told to be at this near silent bar. A small, but solid forward payment had been sent to him right after he accepted, which secured his interest. Roman glanced around briefly, taking in his surroundings, two behind the bar, an older Krogan watching an Asari bartender, two or three waitresses moving around the establishment, two human females, one Asari.
He could count the number of patrons in the place on two hands, which he was actually glad about. A quiet place like this might spell well, louder places drew more attention and often contained wandering ears. He took another sip and waited for the others to arrive, he had been briefly told of each of them, they had likely been told of him. Part of him was eager to encounter them, the other nervous, though he would not ever admit to that.
He hadn't said a single word since he had entered, but eyes of others that followed him when he entered said many. Years of hard, brutal work had allowed him to learn a lot just from a man's eyes. None of the looks he had gathered were ones hiding threat, they were all of curiosity. A pretty Asari bar maid had approached him before, offering him a drink which he had taken. Though he hadn't drank much of it, only very small sips every so often.
His mind was on the meeting that was supposed to be here, the strange messages offering 'massive' amounts of credits from a stranger messenger. He like the others who had been offered payment was told to be at this near silent bar. A small, but solid forward payment had been sent to him right after he accepted, which secured his interest. Roman glanced around briefly, taking in his surroundings, two behind the bar, an older Krogan watching an Asari bartender, two or three waitresses moving around the establishment, two human females, one Asari.
He could count the number of patrons in the place on two hands, which he was actually glad about. A quiet place like this might spell well, louder places drew more attention and often contained wandering ears. He took another sip and waited for the others to arrive, he had been briefly told of each of them, they had likely been told of him. Part of him was eager to encounter them, the other nervous, though he would not ever admit to that.
Sorry guys, got kinda busy with work and such.
I plan to have the IC up either tonight or tommorow at the latest.
I plan to have the IC up either tonight or tommorow at the latest.
So I can still join? If so I'd like to reserve a spot
Yep, no problem man.
IC will be up today.
IC shall be up tommorow. We will be accepting up to two more characters for a little while afterwards.
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