Invader Len

Stand Still. Stay Silent.

Yes, but only if you want your character to die. There is always the possibility of trolls and giants getting the upper hand on someone, but Len the Miracle worker can always slice them out if need be. If your character does die, because you want to, i dunno, drop the rp, or change to an Unknown character, then that is fine as well. This being said, I would like people who want to kill off their character, for whatever reason, to let me know first and what they plan to do afterwards.

Also, Cat Squad CS's are almost done! We get three cats with us on the journey, all class A. these cats can be controlled by whomever in whatever situation, though their primary purrrpose is to alert the team to the presence of Beasts, Trolls, and Giants. And be adorable balls of fluff.

Stand Still. Stay Silent.

kingdomkeylight said
... Elementary school was some weird times... >> hah snow suits.

Hey man, I used to live in a place where we would sometimes get up to 7 feet of snow. I remember one time, my kindergarten class was snowed in the school for four days before snowplows got us out. So, in a world where you have to put up with 6 billion tons of white frozen bullshit for 8 months of the year, having the raddest snowsuit is pretty damn important.

@Damiann47 Lemme leave you hanging there a moment, I'mma contact the other people and see what they wanna do, mkay? Rest assured, we do have a spot for you.

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^^; Ya know what, I'm gonna put those two unknown spots up anyways. Jeez, I haven't been this popular since elementary school. And that was because I had the most ballin snowsuit a six year old can own.

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I see. Thank you for telling me, Diggerton, sorry to see you go, but I'm glad you said so! I will go and unreserve your spots for others. Good luck with your stuff!

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Kay, well, that's very confuse. Maybe put them in hiders, so I know in the future. Mkay?

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AAH! WHY DID SO MUCH STUFF HAPPEN WHILE I WAS SLEEPING! DAMN YOU, DIFFERENT TIMEZONES, AND ALL THAT RESIDE WITHIN THEM!

Okay, so, @Sonder and @Ranging Wolf, I am afraid all crew slots are taken BUT because you both are interested, I can offer you both slots as Unknown. (Meaning you get to dick around in the Silent world) That will of course mean you may not get to post that much until the expedition crew are out of Finland (unless you post with each other) But it also means your CS's are free of many of the restrictions I have put up.

Also, due to the nature of this RP, if someone drops out, their character cannot be easy replaced, especially if they are already in the silent world by then. So, to combat this issue, I will be doing Puppeteers, that is, that the dropped out characters can still be played by the members of the group, as necessity dictates, until someone decides to join, in which case, the newcomer will have to claim the puppet. They can make any little changes to the character they want, image, backstory, personality, even age, so long as it's not too drastic, but everything else must remain the same.

@McHaggis Very nice, I will put your in ASAP

@Wolpertinger AH OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY I DIDN'T SEE THE LITTLE 'N' IN YOUR NAME! I'LL GO FIX THAT IN THE OPENING POSTS RIGHT NOR PLEASE FORGIVE ME

@AliceZaru ... Wat r u doin? I make the first IC post, ME! ME ME ME! And it ain't gonna be in the OOC. Wait until everyone else has submitted their CS's, then I will put up my opening post.

@Kingdomkeylight Excellent and accepted! Same with McHaggis, I will put your sheet in as soon as possible, and mark your spot as taken.

Primrose Terrace

Yup, I'm just waiting on Viridian, so I got no problem with Viktory posts. Just tell me when things are wrapped up and I'll bring in the flying monkeys!

The Underwood Society [McHaggis & Invader Len]

Mister Findlay was clearly a character, Harley could see that very plainly. His face seemed far too young, given his writing and his gait. His hair was tousled and clothes more wrinkled than an old woman's face. Had he been sleeping in his clothes recently? They looked as though they had never been touched by an iron or board, did he even know what a hanger was? Or did he just not have an iron here, in this large manor. She sorely hoped that wasn't the case, as she hadn't thought to bring her own along. Silly her, imagining that basic necessities of life were available to the upper class.

She hurried inside gratefully when he stepped aside to let her in, closing her umbrella and shaking the water out over the threshold before leaning it against the doorway. She took off her cloak and hung it up on the cost rack, looking over her shoulder when Findlay made his remark over her gender. She frowned, not certain whether to be offended or complimented.
"Ah, well, that may be an error on my part. My full name is Harlene Morgiana Williams, but I've gone by Harley all my life. It is a girl's name where I'm from, after all. Please take my word when I say I had no intention to lead you to believe I am anything but a woman." She replied, noticing him picking up-and struggling with- her suitcase. Were lords really that weak, or was she unusually strong? It wasn't like she had done a lot of heavy lifting in her life, although, carrying boxes of files, stacks of books, and carts of evidence were a part of the more unglamorous aspects of being a secretary. She did do all of her own cooking and laundry as well, maybe she was fairly strong, compared to those who had servants to do it.

Once inside, she was able to get a better look at her surroundings. Or as good a look as she could get. The lights were so dim! Could they not afford lanterns or candles in this place?! Or was this village permanently trapped in the dark ages?! She almost tripped over the stacks of books and odd memorabilia strewn about the floor, on tabletops, desks, chairs! A bachelor indeed! Now she knew why Mister Findlay's suit was so wrinkled, no maid or butler in all the world would dare work in such hazardous conditions! Dark, cluttered, strangely smelling of mold and liquor, this manor more resembled an alcoholic fox hole than a place of any human habitat!

She cringed internally and externally each and every time her precious suitcase was rammed into furniture or banged against the walls, or dragged on the floor with an unholy scraping sound. But she didn't want to insult Mister Findlay's pride by taking it right then and there, and so diligently followed him to the staircase, praying to God her microscopes and glasses would be unharmed. She glanced uncomfortably to the suspicious looking chair Findlay invited her to sit in, an unmarked bottle of liquor next to it. She did, however, take advantage of a different opportunity, picking up her suitcase when Mister Findlay set it down, grasping the handle tightly in case he were to try and take it from her.

"Um, I thank you for you hospitality, Mister Findlay, but I'm afraid I don't drink. And I would prefer not to be separated from my belongings, as my case contains many delicate instruments. Very delicate. And very expensive. So, please do not take it personally when I insist on being the one to, well, set them up." She explained, holding the bag in one hand as she started back towards the staircase, turning back to look at Findlay.
"Now, which way was it, to my room? I would like to have my tools put away properly so that we may conduct our business as soon as possible."

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@kingdomkeylight Yup! I'll put you in as reserved!

And with that, all positions are taken up! I'm still waiting on one more person to get back to me on their interest, but other than that, we are full! Support crew CS's are up, and I'll get to work on MY characters, Captain and radio, as they are far too important to give out, and once I have everyone's CS's, I can put up the IC!

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LokiLeo789 said

Gif battle aside, I'm putting up the support crew CS's now, and if no one has taken the second Cleanser spot by tomorrow morning, I will.