@sakurasan You could make it a blow pipe, or a bow for the same effect. Having it in the shape of a gun makes it problematic due to the fire mechanism and everything. Also blow pipes and bows are more nature-y~
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@sakurasan She still has a gun..?
@Haeo You could use a specially designed crossbow that did the same thing~
@sakurasan Even if it was created by her powers, the point being that guns don't exist in this rp, so she wouldn't know what it is, let alone make one.
I thought we said firearms were a no? How come @sakurasan's character has a gun?
@Song Book
I know it's a little late, but could you change your text colour to a slightly lighter purple...? I'm having trouble reading her dialogue.
I know it's a little late, but could you change your text colour to a slightly lighter purple...? I'm having trouble reading her dialogue.
@Takashi
How large are you planning to have this RP? Are the missions going to be posted as separate threads or all in IC(Might be a mess in the latter)?
How large are you planning to have this RP? Are the missions going to be posted as separate threads or all in IC(Might be a mess in the latter)?
The men eyed their captive lecherously, muttering amongst themselves, "Ya think we should try her out? I bet the boss is gonna do it anyway. No harm in having the first taste eh?" one of them chuckled.
Click.
The sound of the only door in the room, unlocking. The thugs went silent when the door began to open. A suit clad woman calmly walked through, with a slight look of disgust on her face. Her gaze turned to one of the men that was smoking. In a quick, swift action, she pulled the cigarette out of the man's mouth before pressing the butt into the man's cheek, searing the skin. He howled in pain, doubling back, his ass landing firmly on the floor with his hand on his burnt cheek.
"I don't know why he bothers to hire you mongrels." She growled as she flicked a switch near the light switch. A vent opened, causing a vicious gust to flow through the room. The vent closed again as quickly as it opened, all the smoke was gone, save for the little streams that floated from the butts that the men had dropped. The woman strolled up the to man who had fallen, promptly stepping on his crotch with her heel. "You are to listen to your boss's orders. Do not touch the captive and do not smoke. Is that clear?" She said icily, as cold as her gaze. "Is that clear?!" She shouted as she stepped off the man's crotch. A resounding "Yes ma'am" echoed around the room before they all hurried out.
The auburn haired woman turned to see that the hostage was awake. She slowly sauntered over to the captive, taking the gag out of her mouth. "My apologies for such a display. I hope they didn't do anything rough to you." She said in a rather concerned tone. Her overall expression had changed from very aggressive to very calm within the past few seconds.
"The boss should be here shortly, hopefully he is in a forgiving mood." She sighed.
Click.
The sound of the only door in the room, unlocking. The thugs went silent when the door began to open. A suit clad woman calmly walked through, with a slight look of disgust on her face. Her gaze turned to one of the men that was smoking. In a quick, swift action, she pulled the cigarette out of the man's mouth before pressing the butt into the man's cheek, searing the skin. He howled in pain, doubling back, his ass landing firmly on the floor with his hand on his burnt cheek.
"I don't know why he bothers to hire you mongrels." She growled as she flicked a switch near the light switch. A vent opened, causing a vicious gust to flow through the room. The vent closed again as quickly as it opened, all the smoke was gone, save for the little streams that floated from the butts that the men had dropped. The woman strolled up the to man who had fallen, promptly stepping on his crotch with her heel. "You are to listen to your boss's orders. Do not touch the captive and do not smoke. Is that clear?" She said icily, as cold as her gaze. "Is that clear?!" She shouted as she stepped off the man's crotch. A resounding "Yes ma'am" echoed around the room before they all hurried out.
The auburn haired woman turned to see that the hostage was awake. She slowly sauntered over to the captive, taking the gag out of her mouth. "My apologies for such a display. I hope they didn't do anything rough to you." She said in a rather concerned tone. Her overall expression had changed from very aggressive to very calm within the past few seconds.
"The boss should be here shortly, hopefully he is in a forgiving mood." She sighed.
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