Avatar of Leaves
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6 yrs ago
Current It's been a while since I roleplay'ed. With filing for unemployment, a lot of free time has opened up. I hope I can join despite the rep sheet I have for being inactive for some time.
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9 yrs ago
I'm just going to drop this. roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
9 yrs ago
Is there someway that I can report the person below me?
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9 yrs ago
This roleplay gives out free cookies. roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
9 yrs ago
Trapped in TV Land Cliche roleplayerguild.com/topics/…

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@Savato

Hello, fellow RP'ers. I noticed the role-play said 'full' and was hoping I could be put on a reserved list? Maybe if someone had dropped out, I can possibly take his/her place? This role-play caught my interest.
SO interested! Character Sheet is a work in progress!
I got you, fam.
I see a lack of interest concerning the amount of players posting. Every party is stuck due to the disappearance of others. Is everyone fine with continuing on despite dropped players?
Dragon Rayo


Dragon could not make sense of this. He had no idea what world he arrived in. All he could see was gore and guts taint the beach's sand. One by one the party-goers were victimized by the decaying corpses. It was barbaric. The luchador couldn't think of anyway to solve the situation. He was never in a similar situation.

The wrestler was nervous and was not certain what he could do to help. Sweat was starting to come off of his body. He tried wiping his face, but his fingers had touched the fabric on his mask. The shakiness in Rayo's legs had suddenly stopped. Rayo had looked at the carnage happening before him and then towards the ocean. And then towards the sky. There was peace to be found in the blue. It had calmed him down successfully.

Rayo chose to be a luchador because he wanted to become a hero. He wanted to be a symbol that people could look toward for help. He knew he could not chicken out at the sign of trouble. The luchador was not sure of what his past life was like, but for some strange reason, he knew he did not have the strength to fight. Noticing his biceps, he knew he could be the hero people can depend on.

Rayo glanced at the wooden path leading to the public area. The place was becoming crowded and quite dangerous. The luchador knew he needed to find a reasonable place to lead these civilians. Looking towards his left and right, he guessed the best option would be to run along the beach until he could find an opening. There was no indication of the corpses popping out anywhere else. Using his deep voice, he cried out. "Everyone run to the sides; along the beach! Find another exit!"


Beach:

@Seravee@Zamokra41


Farmhouse:

@Scarifar@NarayanK@KabenSaal


Forest:

@Eklispe@Kejmur@Belwicket
Didn't you press the back button?


The thing is that I performed this on an iPhone before I had went to sleep. It's just faster to perform on a laptop.
Sorry, guys. The site has been wonky. It's not working for me. I'm going to have to redo the post. -.-
August quickly wiped the sweat off of his forehead. His breathing was becoming heavy; breathing in through the nose and out the mouth was a certain way of continuing his sprint. It was one thing to run for long periods of time, but to also dodge enemy fire? The task at hand was starting to become a vigorous exercise.

The speedster kept glancing to the side. He kept seeing the pirates fall from the crew from before. He was glad that they kept to their end of the plan. He didn't actually trust the others and he pretty much put a lot on the line. August agreed to be bait when he had no guarantee if the others were going to help. It was sweat off his back knowing he wasn't alone in this battle.

August yelped when he felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. Keeping his pace, he realized a bullet had grazed his shoulder. He had became distracted by his own thoughts. The speedster had noticed where the line of fire was coming from. Gritting his teeth, August made a swift turn and headed over to the culprit while preparing for a dynamic punch!
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