redbaron1234

Escaping the Underworld

I am still kicking around ideas, but I do know that I am interested in picking someone from around the Fall of Rome or the late 1800's. I do have a question as to if the "Deified Mortals" on the wikipedia list of figures in Greek Myth can be patrons.

Escaping the Underworld

Color me fascinated. The idea of peeps from all of history rubbing shoulders intrigues me.

FARCRY Elobey Isles (Dead)

The cloud of sand from the jeeps will be yes, but a rock formation separates the beach in two, so anything behind those rocks cannot be seen - the sand rises above the rocks obviously.

@Pripovednik

If Leland is walking towards the wreckage then he would be facing away from the cloud then. Heh heh heh...

FARCRY Elobey Isles (Dead)

Quote from IC

Elro felt the soft bumps travel through his body as the off road jeeps ran along the rough dirt road, further into the centre of the island it was a bit more civilised , but here everything is pre-historic. The jeeps interior was too cramped for him, so all the windows were open, sure the grit blew in with the wind, but it calmed his nerves.

In the centre of the convoy, his jeep was a dark brown unlike all the other pale yellow jeeps that surrounded it, but all the vehicles whipped dirt into the air. Fourteen men and four jeeps, two motorcycles. This was more than enough to deal with the situation, as well as take the salvage back to base.

Taking his dagger from his belt, Elro began to pick the pork from between his teeth, scraping across a molar and between his front teeth. As they drew nearer he signalled the drive to stop and he hit his horn so that the others did so too, the motor carried on though – as they were meant to – to take up a sniping position.

While they owned the island, the law enforcement on the main land were determined to crush them. They have a small fort on the opposite island that has proved impossible to conquer, after many attempts the group have met nothing but a hailstorm of bullets and an impossibly large concrete wall.

Wiping such thoughts from his mind Elro stepped out of the jeep and walked towards the beach, breaking through the trees he saw the planes smoke from behind the rock formation a mile down the sand. The jeeps drove through the trees and onto the beach.

“Out! We walk from here!” He commanded.

Taking his pistol in hand, he strolled along the beach on this sunny day, the sand beneath his feet and salvage before him.

@Pripovednik

Just to clarify, Elro has eyes on the wreckage but is about a mile away on foot? Would Elro's group be visible to the PC's?

FARCRY Elobey Isles (Dead)

@Pripovednik
I feel like I should clarify that I am, in fact, a Yank. Though I did spend spend a lot of time in Scotland.

The Apartment Building | Survival Horror

@Paingodsson @orangebox

We might as well introduce our characters to each other while we wait for Dungeon to show up again. Hopefully try to keep this RP alive for a little longer...

You Are Dead

@Midori
I know I posted this question on the interest check, but when you say "The story starts just as you are dying and takes place in Japan but not always in Tokyo.", do you mean that the characters have to die in Japan/Tokyo, or can they be from anywhere in the world?

You Are Dead

I am interested. Though when you say "The story starts just as you are dying and takes place in Japan..." do you mean that we all die in Japan? Or just that when we wake it we wake up in 'Japan'?

FARCRY Elobey Isles (Dead)

Leland Abbot comes to vaguely aware of the taste of saltwater and grit in his mouth. Rolling himself over and sitting up, he notices he is soaked to the bone. Checking his pockets, he is annoyed to find his boarding pass has become a mass of pulp in his hiking shirt pocket. Thankfully he still has his wallet with his ID, an intact wad of Australian dollars, and most importantly his frequent flyer club card. Feeling some moisture trickle down his face he wipes it off with his shirt sleeve, and winces as he accidentally rubs sand into a cut on his cheek. Staring at the blood on his sleeve, he numbly mutters "What the...". His mind still in a haze, he knocks some shell fragments off his shirt before stating "I better get a plaster on this before more sand gets in."

He tries standing up but a sharp pain in his left leg sends him off balance as he plops back down on his rear. He unzips the leg on his cargo pants and rolls it up to get a better view. An ugly mark stares back on him. "Looks like a bruise, but what happened?". Now more alert, Leland notices that he is no longer on the plane, but about half a football field away from its partially submerged remains at the end of a gouge in the shell laden beach. He spots several people crawling out of the wreckage, and a man shouts something that Leland can't quite make out.

Leland shouts back "WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU! SPEAK UP!", but the man had already scrambled back into the plane. "Damnit what was he going on about?"

Slowly, Leland stands up, gritting as he powers through the pain in his leg. After getting his balance, he begins limping towards the wreckage.

FARCRY Elobey Isles (Dead)

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Thank you my dear fellow, spiffing job switching our fancy old British figures around, marvellous.

@Pripovednik

Quite right, now I'm off to go drink some tea, watch Dr. Who, and then insist that 'z' rhymes with 'head'.