Sounds all right to me, Juju.
Past few days have been a bit crazy. Every time I sat down to write, family was calling me away for something. Hopefully nothing's going to stop me from posting as Mallory tomorrow.
In other slightly exciting news, Paint (the original short story I wrote that this RP is based off), might become a graphic novel. I'm teaming up with a local artist who needed a writer. :3
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My mind is like yarn and squishy things and cute animals with a bunch of blood and skeletons over in the corner.
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All right. Bio. Let's do this.
Started RPing when I was about 12. Since then, I've become exceptionally more literate. I like me some SciFi, some spooky horror, and any sort of Dystopian setting.
In the real world, I'm a moderately interesting person. I'm majoring in Microbiology and minoring in philosophy. I sew corsets, knit warm fuzzy things, and never have enough money to travel to the places I want to see.
Started RPing when I was about 12. Since then, I've become exceptionally more literate. I like me some SciFi, some spooky horror, and any sort of Dystopian setting.
In the real world, I'm a moderately interesting person. I'm majoring in Microbiology and minoring in philosophy. I sew corsets, knit warm fuzzy things, and never have enough money to travel to the places I want to see.
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How many people are we hoping for?
This weekend was busy. I'm sincerely sorry for how long that post took. >.<
A response for Mallory should be up tomorrow.
And I've sent Wreck a PM. If I don't hear from him by tomorrow, we can edit some posts and send Relic along with Anarcho and Free.
A response for Mallory should be up tomorrow.
And I've sent Wreck a PM. If I don't hear from him by tomorrow, we can edit some posts and send Relic along with Anarcho and Free.
She laughed under her breath at Clarion and Dodger's eagerness. Yes, they would make a good team for tonight. It was obvious that the two had worked together before. They were competitive in only the way that close friends could be.
"I know a guy who could help, he used to be in my old crew and he keeps me off the cameras and records so I know he's trustworthy. If you want I can get you two in touch and you can work out a deal."
Anarcho came forward, grabbing a paper from Sass containing a job description for her and Free. Her offer of someone to help with the security cameras and technology elicited a curious eyebrow raise from Sass. "Yeah?" she questioned, her voice filled with a reluctant eagerness. No one would replace Data, but she certainly needed someone to keep this new crew safe from the omnipresent gaze of the Northgate security. "Think you can get me in contact with him tonight? If you and Free finish early, stop by his place. Tell him I'll be at the Eastern Ridge at say...4:30? That oughtta give enough time to get back before daylight."
The Eastern Ridge was Sass's favoured meeting place from her old spraying days. It was situated, as the name implied, to the eastern side of the city. It wasn't, however, a ridge. In fact, it was a line of five skyscrapers of roughly equal height. They were old, built in a time when elaborate architecture was still valued, and had not yet been torn down. The walls were made of carved stone, allowing them to be easily scaled. From the top of any of the buildings, Sass would be able to see Anarcho's friend approaching. It was a safe lookout for her.
"So, where do we start?" she heard Free ask.
The cloud painter was evidently new to the task of Spraying for income. He'd learn soon enough, but for now, she imagined he would follow Anarcho's lead. And Sass would give them a push in the right direction. "If Anarcho's gonna stop by her friend's place, you can start your paintings around that area. Not too close, though," she added as a slight warning. "Don't wanna hang around the same spot too long."
"I know a guy who could help, he used to be in my old crew and he keeps me off the cameras and records so I know he's trustworthy. If you want I can get you two in touch and you can work out a deal."
Anarcho came forward, grabbing a paper from Sass containing a job description for her and Free. Her offer of someone to help with the security cameras and technology elicited a curious eyebrow raise from Sass. "Yeah?" she questioned, her voice filled with a reluctant eagerness. No one would replace Data, but she certainly needed someone to keep this new crew safe from the omnipresent gaze of the Northgate security. "Think you can get me in contact with him tonight? If you and Free finish early, stop by his place. Tell him I'll be at the Eastern Ridge at say...4:30? That oughtta give enough time to get back before daylight."
The Eastern Ridge was Sass's favoured meeting place from her old spraying days. It was situated, as the name implied, to the eastern side of the city. It wasn't, however, a ridge. In fact, it was a line of five skyscrapers of roughly equal height. They were old, built in a time when elaborate architecture was still valued, and had not yet been torn down. The walls were made of carved stone, allowing them to be easily scaled. From the top of any of the buildings, Sass would be able to see Anarcho's friend approaching. It was a safe lookout for her.
"So, where do we start?" she heard Free ask.
The cloud painter was evidently new to the task of Spraying for income. He'd learn soon enough, but for now, she imagined he would follow Anarcho's lead. And Sass would give them a push in the right direction. "If Anarcho's gonna stop by her friend's place, you can start your paintings around that area. Not too close, though," she added as a slight warning. "Don't wanna hang around the same spot too long."
Stomach, ribs, neck, knees, and especially the arches of my feet. I've got high arches, so nothing ever touches them. I was clenching my teeth and forcing myself to sit still last time I was dragged along for a pedicure.
I don't think my boyfriend will ever try to take advantage of my ticklishness. He'd get punched by the flailing limb of an exceptionally tall individual if he did.
I don't think my boyfriend will ever try to take advantage of my ticklishness. He'd get punched by the flailing limb of an exceptionally tall individual if he did.
Pretty sure I'd honestly last longer through the migraine/sonic blast torture than I would last through tickle torture. I nearly punched a guy the other day because he poked me and it tickled. XD
To torture or not to torture will be just one more thing for Rayne and Rosalia to scrap over. From the sounds of it, Rayne will have the support of the rest of the Brigade. So HA! :P
Definitely doable. I'm sure she could emit a painfully loud, but not eardrum-rupturing, noise at an uncomfortably high pitch. If you had sudden blasts of noise like that, at random and unpredictable intervals, that would be awful. It would be the auditory equivalent of Chinese water torture.
Rayne is iffy with torture, though. She knows from experience the sort of pain she's inflicting, which would make her incredibly empathetic. She won't torture a person unless it's absolutely justified.
Rayne is iffy with torture, though. She knows from experience the sort of pain she's inflicting, which would make her incredibly empathetic. She won't torture a person unless it's absolutely justified.
That's diabolical, Savato. I like it.
And it's definitely more entertaining for me when there's massive amounts of conflict within a group that's supposed to work together. The Brigade is going to be entirely awesome.
And it's definitely more entertaining for me when there's massive amounts of conflict within a group that's supposed to work together. The Brigade is going to be entirely awesome.
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