Hey guys, I'm willing to skip to the party but before I do that I want to make sure my accepted players are still here and interested. So I guess roll call?
Lord Wraith
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Reluctantly retired roleplayer.
Except when I'm not.
Why are you here when you should be writing posts?
You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.
Except when I'm not.
Why are you here when you should be writing posts?
You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.
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@FacePunch YOU KILLED YOUR ONLY FRIEND!
@BlackSam3091 Uhhhhh...There was that really nice hobo he met last week?
Before or after he became a zombie?
@BlackSam3091 Ugh gives me shivers just uttering the thought.
Holding you to your word!
Who do I look like? Hillan?
Standing up Evan's face turned into a snarl as he jabbed a super strong finger into Thermo's chest, giving the smaller man a slight push backwards.
"I'm sick of you barking out orders, you know nothing about Tartarus, none of you do. I don't care how much Homer or Wikipedia you've read, you know nothing. You're not going and I'm not taking Sentinel." Turning to address the rest of the group, Evan singled out Simone and JC as he took a sip from the hot black coffee, nearly spitting the bitter concoction out. "Thermo I don't know what Rose said to you and I don't care, I doubt she left you as the leader and even if she did the team doesn't support you, and I sure as Hades don't. Pistolera, you've done a great job getting our butts out of the tower and ending the zombies' reign of terror earlier but like Thermo the team doesn't fully trust you. Either way we're wasting time with you two constantly trying to one up each other. We need to take a vote now for a new team leader and since you two have been the only ones to step up in our time of need I see no point in allowing anyone else the chance to make a power play for the fancy hat."
Looking around, Evan gauged each of the remaining team members for their reactions to his words but truth be told he honestly couldn't care at this point what they thought. This had been drawn out long enough and quite honestly he didn't plan on coming back from Tartarus, he knew it was a suicide mission, a trade, his life for those who they had killed. Whether the others were going to be required to stay or not he didn't know, all he knew is that soon his secrets would all be revealed but first they needed to ensure the rest of the Titans were in good hands.
"I know we're not all here but for all we know Microbat and Accelerate are dead and Luthor is currently harvesting Sentinel's DNA to build himself an army of unstoppable super soldiers so we may as well vote with the mindset we're all that's left of the Titans." Evan said as he sat down again desperately wishing for something other than coffee to drink.
"I'll cast the first vote, my support goes to Pistolera." Evan finished as he looked to the others for their response.
"I'm sick of you barking out orders, you know nothing about Tartarus, none of you do. I don't care how much Homer or Wikipedia you've read, you know nothing. You're not going and I'm not taking Sentinel." Turning to address the rest of the group, Evan singled out Simone and JC as he took a sip from the hot black coffee, nearly spitting the bitter concoction out. "Thermo I don't know what Rose said to you and I don't care, I doubt she left you as the leader and even if she did the team doesn't support you, and I sure as Hades don't. Pistolera, you've done a great job getting our butts out of the tower and ending the zombies' reign of terror earlier but like Thermo the team doesn't fully trust you. Either way we're wasting time with you two constantly trying to one up each other. We need to take a vote now for a new team leader and since you two have been the only ones to step up in our time of need I see no point in allowing anyone else the chance to make a power play for the fancy hat."
Looking around, Evan gauged each of the remaining team members for their reactions to his words but truth be told he honestly couldn't care at this point what they thought. This had been drawn out long enough and quite honestly he didn't plan on coming back from Tartarus, he knew it was a suicide mission, a trade, his life for those who they had killed. Whether the others were going to be required to stay or not he didn't know, all he knew is that soon his secrets would all be revealed but first they needed to ensure the rest of the Titans were in good hands.
"I know we're not all here but for all we know Microbat and Accelerate are dead and Luthor is currently harvesting Sentinel's DNA to build himself an army of unstoppable super soldiers so we may as well vote with the mindset we're all that's left of the Titans." Evan said as he sat down again desperately wishing for something other than coffee to drink.
"I'll cast the first vote, my support goes to Pistolera." Evan finished as he looked to the others for their response.
I'm plannin' for to post for Rhea after Evan would have his fill.
That post should be coming at some point today.
@Weird Tales If I had wanted my comeback I would have asked your Mama to wipe it off her face!
Okay, that might have escalated a little bit.
Okay, that might have escalated a little bit.
@FacePunch Edgy is my middle name.
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Touché. We should definitely let him give up his divinity.
I'm selling out all your lives now.
Story is over, Evan lives and reigns over San Francisco while the rest of the Titans dance in the underworld.
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