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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Stand next to the Wal-Mart greeter (extra points if the individual is an elderly) and try to greet competitively by being louder and faster.
Banned because you did Nazi that coming.
LOL, I hate horror. If you recall Nexus Crawlers from the White Wolf rpg systems, that is the sort of things all around the house in the Umbra. Really nasty things to turn loose on a bunch of college kids. Not to worry though. I invented some less hazardous stuff to wet people's appetites if they get stupid and ignore the rules. Notice that I didn't actually click on Horror for the Tags.


I have the faintest clue on what you are talking about.

I am still interested despite my confusion; however, my character would be scared in this circumstance, correct?
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Mr. Russo


"You know I really don't know how to answer your questions," Mr. Russo lifted his left hand that carried his cigar during the scuffle. He took a few moments to suck the tobacco out. "You boys have some anger management issues and I'm not sure how you'll handle the new truth. I mean, you just tried to assault an authoritative figure."

Russo stuck the cigar and tapped the ashes out with his index finger. He eyed the lizard hybrid and changed his focus to Marcus who started to sit up. "Since there is no more struggle, I'll be honest with ya. Your old lives are gone." His face drew an expression of stern. He dropped his cigar and stomped out the flame with his boot. Like magic, the same blue portal materialized the smushed cancer stick out of the room.

"Forget about the people knew. Forget about the homes you know. All that is behind you." Russo then took a second and made eye contact with Curt. "Actually, I do need you to fight. And that's exactly what you are going to do for me right now."

Russo played a crooked smile. "Don't think it's for my own amusement. But I need to see if you guys are real. That punch wasn't enough for me to think you're hardcore...Curt. And Marcus...so far you've just been yelling for God." He snickered and shook his head. The soldier purposely said the real identities of the adolescents. This was a method of showing the boys that he was well-aware of them from the very beginning.

"Before you get started, let me give you a peace offering." Russo saluted swiftly which triggered multiple events. The cuffs around Curt's arm had opened and dropped on the floor. The sound of restraints thudded with heavy impact. It was insane to think Russo could speak clearly after being struck.

A portal had opened up in front of Marcus. Object and little trinkets had dropped to the floor. Bands, balls, and scraps of metal collided with the floor. "Anything you two want to say before you go strut your stuff?" He asked with a sly grin.

Marcus Winters


Marcus cowered to the floor. He did not want the army guy to see his facial expressions. The teen let out a few moans and groans. The boy wasn't in any real pain; he had begun faking it. The electricity was not having any effect on him whatsoever.

"Alright, I managed to eat enough of the shoe to guarantee rubber. I can't let him find out. I need to strike at the best moment." Marcus then tilted his head upward. There was a significant amount of stomping that he picked up.

Gritting his teeth, he did not expect Street Dragon to go ahead and rush the enemy. The monster was handcuffed; what odds did he have of overpowering the man? Marcus guessed the best course of action would be to land a hit right after him. Russo won't see a second attack coming. The boy then began building strength in his legs to leap.


Mystery Captor


Mr.Russo breathed out of his nostrils. Annoyed, that was the best way to describe his expression. A rampaging, lizard man stood before him ready to strike and he dared not to move a muscle."The biggest problem with teens is that they don't listen," Russo lectured. He swiveled his head as if making a point.

The military captor noticed Curt was nearing him with every second. He sucked his teeth knowing he was not going to like the next few seconds. "Alright, I'll give you one. I'm a fair guy." Russo cocked a smile once he saw the arms fly vertically.

"Upward strike, huh?" The military soldier put his hands on his hips. Curt's handcuffs forced Russo's head to view the ceiling. Salvia from his mouth spat upwards. It looked like a solid hit and showed the instant color of bludgeoning.

Rubbing his chin, he chuckled under his breath. "Now that really stung." Russo admitted the attack gave him a run for his money. "Okay, now it's my turn."

Without any more preparation, Russo delivered a palm strike to the chest of Curt. The sound of air could be heard from the brief second his hand left his hip. There was no estimation of his power, but the assault must have felt like a truck ramming into the lizard hybrid. This move whether would have brought Curt to his knees or out of breath.

Russo then let out a sigh. "I thought I said you guys are only getting one," The military captor glanced at the leaping Marcus. With another quick reflex, he brought his elbow to the flying teen. Marcus dove straight into his forearm and collapsed onto the floor.

The soldier eyed the teen as he writhed on the floor. "This time the collar was set to the lowest level. It would have been nothing more of slight annoyance. Great performance though. After punching the two adolescents, Russo clapped his hands together. "Alright, now can we please have a meaningful discussion with no violence?"
Oh, okay. I wasn't following you by what you meant by "arc." Now I understand and I am really thankful for that. I just hope the roleplay doesn't die before I get to post.
@Natsume HonnajiOh, well you don't really jump in until your arc. Note how everyone else basically had their own introductory arc.


Should I make a post or should I wait for other people?
And you have my interest. Sign me up. I love a good ol' horror movie filled with the three s-words.
Granted, space explorers have found an abundance of new meat titled "Popplers." There happened to be enough for everybody—starvation was no more; however, the new meat was actually the larval stage of a technologically advanced alien species. This populated alien species demanded justice and to eat the same quantity of humans equivalent to the number of young loss. Humans dead.

I wish my life was like an anime.
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