McHaggis

[High Casual] Frontier: The Great Space Rebellion

Alrighty, I'm going to put this out of its misery. It makes me sad, but these things happen!

I'm clearing up shop and going to iwaku anyway (since that's apparently where my co-GM disappeared, and is where everyone's jumping ship to) but it was fun, for however long it lasted!

The Journey Home, a Post-Apocalyptic Sci-Fi Roleplay

“I'm Oscar – but call me 'Oz'. Almost everyone else does,” Oscar said eventually through numb lips, his eyes staring at the ground rather than at the void outside. He nearly choked on his words by the end. “Did. I mean did.” Being bitter about his fate was allowed, right? Assuming that the group in front of him was absolutely all of those that survived, it didn't bode well for this little 'experiment' he had been forced into.

He forced his face into as genuine a smile as possible – shoving the red-hot anger to the back of his mind – as he noted down the names of those who felt like sharing. Tyler. Thomas. Jessica. Raina. “Forgive me for bein' a bit... pissed off, but I didn't exactly sign up for this.”

Oscar ran a hand through his red hair, counting down from ten. “And I'm in agreement with – eh, him over there. The sooner we get out of here, the better. Maybe we can see what a horrible mess the government and that 've all made of the Earth while we've been gone. Who knows? Maybe they discovered the secret to immortal life.” He waggled his fingers, eyebrow twitching involuntarily. Though he doubted he would be able to with every inch of his being, not seeing his family seemed likely to send him over the edge.

Vampire RP

“Well, the vamp 'fell in love' with a human lass – told her all about us – but he just need a good thwack over the head–“ Alistair's good cheer was returning, evidenced by the tentative smile spreading across his face... or at least it was, until his ears twitched in agony. Whatever that noise was, the feral roar, it was nothing good.

Quickly he broke away from Beatrix, trusting her to follow at her leisure, and re-entered the Tortuga, noting that the few humans who frequented the place had been knocked unconscious. He wasn't half-surprised, after all, his head was still ringing with the sound. “Maria?” he called worriedly. “Maaaaaria?”

It wasn't long until he discovered the source of the problem, slowing his steps to a more human-like pace and calming his nerves once he discovered the singer unharmed. Good. “Surely disturbing such a budding young romance is beneath you... Van Helsing?” he said to Praetor, shuddering internally at having to deal with him a third time in one night.

Although he had a gut feeling that Maria was on the brink of choosing beneath the family she was born into and her new beau's, he stepped between her and Praetor as she tried to frantically calm her young lover. Ever the opportunist, Alistair wondered whether it would be possible to convince both of them to stay – become Blackmoores. One who appeared to be trained by a Van Helsing would be useful in dealing with exposures, which was the clan's forte... and it would keep his lovely Maria around...

“Let it be known that those of my own blood will always be welcome in Clan Blackmoore territory, as well as those they choose as their mates,” he continued suavely, nodding to both Maria and Praetor as he chose his next words carefully. “And believe it or not, drinking from humans is only a – suggestion. We have a small sect of your kind, too, Lucian - if that even is your name - and the worst we do is tease them.”

Stand Still. Stay Silent.

I'm still around - I just can't see what I can post :c

La Vie Bohème

I play video games and watch anime, too. Dragon Age: Inquisition is life and the new WoW expansion came out last month sooo~ Yeah, having a lot of fun xD

La Vie Bohème

I'm good! Thankfully only prelims this time of year for me :D

Avatar: The Uprising [McHaggis & Azel]

I'm going to have to quit this! Very sorry - have a lot of mock exams to study for and all.

The Walking Dead <Colorado Expansion>

I'd be interested in this.

Vampire RP

Alistair made no further effort to hide his presence, leaning lazily against the corner of the brick wall. His eyes were focused to Praetor, a wry smile twitching at the corner of his lips. "Mhm... I don't think she was trying to seduce you," he said, a half-snort of derisive laughter slipping from his lips. He made no further effort to move even as Praetor insulted them and left - Mira would be receiving a strongly-worded letter later and, if it happened again, Alistair would even consider making the first move. It was only out of respect for the other Kingston leader that he refused to do so right away.

"Absolutely, Béatrix. I'd sell my soul for a bit of fun," he continued, throwing a heavy arm over the woman's shoulders. "Did I tell you we've got an exposure to deal with tonight? No family, rogue, refuses to drink from humans. I doubt the Kingstons know about them, or they'd have already been poached to join them."

Darkness Below

He woke with a dopey grin on his face, smiling as if he'd been the centre of attention in a huge crowd all chanting his name – but for what? It didn't matter, ultimately; a dream was just that, a dream, but real life should always take priority and he would have to lift his head up off the pillow at some point. It was when he rolled around, stubbornly keeping his eyes closed, that an uncharacteristic frown crossed his face and in return, a feeling that something was wrong and bad and different filled his heart.

At first, he wanted to hide away from it, pull the blanket over his head and cry – but... it just wasn't comfortable any more. The feeling of dull relaxation with no obligations to fulfil and a 'lie in' disappeared. Replacing it was fear: who was he? That thought alone was enough for him to pull himself up, eyes peering into the steel room. It was unfamilliar, just like his own body.

“What the...” he wondered to himself, taking in his zany surroundings. Handcuffs and a choker hanging from his bedpost? A bear – one with a gift tag, addressed to Logan Vallance – was that his name? Logan supposed it must be, even with the nonsense message underneath. A tub of white slime that stained his skin white when he spread it over his hand. A tapestry bearing the Vallance name but without his own on it. Curious...

Logan had just barely opened a hefty wooden box to reveal an ornate deck of cards when the wall slid open, revealing a group of people gathering outside. Were they like him, lost? He didn't feel particularly inclined to leave – there was still more to investigate – but nevertheless he did step into the hallway. A bright looming planet shone out in front of him, and he gulped.