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The Walking Dead: Belgium

@Poi
major head trauma (car crash one year earlier), multiple personalities (3), Minor schizophrenia (Voices)... that kind of crazy. maybe a bit wreckless but otherwise a paramedic

Star Wars: Alt History

@TheUnknowable
My sarcasm senses are tingling... ill take that as a no lol.

I'll pitch something else to you when I get home

Star Wars: Alt History

@TheUnknowable
you alright with having a disgraced and exiled Imperial super commando with this rag tag group? was planning on him leaving after participating in a massacre. the usual not agreeing with what they were doing stuff and deserting. could be working as a body guard for somebody, he would have discarded his old rifle and armor but still kept the mandolorian look. he would say his reasoning would be something about "there was no honor in what they where doing."

The Walking Dead: Belgium

@Poi thinking of throwing a crazy guy into the Frey if you would have me?

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

soo I mean I don't mind continuing on with me and poi but I mean, we just going to put this one on pause and restart later?

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

I hope everyone had a good holiday.

The Walking Dead: Belgium

@RumikoOhara

... I got a date for a military ball were putting on in January.

The Walking Dead: Belgium

don't mind me im just stalking @Poi

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Victor Henson

Friday Night >>> inside of the Flour Meadough Bakery <<<>>> Central Point

“Hmm well I don’t have any other siblings either… err other than you now I guess. So you don’t run this humble little shop by yourself then? I wonder what your grandmother will say about me.” He paused for a moment lost in thought of how he now had to remember to change his grammar when it came to the two of them. At the mention of the bus he broke his train of thought, “alright, remember to grab a warm coat it’s kind of chilly out there.” He called to her as he stood up and waited next to the front door.

Victor turned back to the girl as she came back out wearing a big coat and a fancy hat that matched her clothes, “my don't you look stunning, yeah I’m ready to go” he said with a smile while he walked out the door and to the street. He waited patiently for the girl to lock up the door, double checking to make sure everything was off before she joined him. Their walk to the bus stop was quiet with only a bit of awkward conversation between them and when they were on the bus. At least he remembered to give the girl his cell phone number, so she could contact him when ever, pointing out that he didn’t know what his work schedule would be like yet.

The bus trip was pleasant enough, stopping now and then as public transportation does, many of the other travelers looked all fancy and dolled up to enjoy the festival. Still, Victor tried his best to keep up a civil conversation with the girl mostly about current events or about the last few months of his life and what he did before security. Until eventually the bus came to a stop a few blocks away from the party and let everyone off. He smiled at her again as they followed the group of people down closed off streets full of winter kiosks and places to buy food and gifts, “this place looks good in the evening.”

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Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Victor Henson

Friday Night >>> inside of the Flour Meadough Bakery

The girl looked confused by his statements or maybe taken off guard, something he expected but was glad to hear her invite him in and out of the cold. “Tea and biscuits sounds lovely ma'm” he smiled and made his way inside closing the door behind him, following the girl and then to a table she pointed at. He sat down and looked around the room quietly, looking at all the food on display and getting a good feel for the place. He looked back over toward her as she moved some things near a stove.

“So, what's your name? Forgive me for not asking earlier. It just isn't every day someone shows up asking for my father.”

His heart fluttered for a moment as she finished her sentence, “Well uh, my name is Victor, Victor Henson. And your father... oh” he spoke as he looked away and bit his lip nervously, “sorry I'm not very good at social things but my mother passed away last month and well she told me about him.” he paused for a moment and looked at the girl with a smile, “she told me that they were just friends and it was more of a hey lets have some fun before I move away, sort of deal” he sighed remembering his mother, sure they didn't see eye to eye or have the best relationship, but she was still his mother.

“My name is Olivia.”

“How does it taste? My grandmother and I made a bit too much earlier, so these are the leftovers.”

“Olivia is a nice name, I guess that makes you my half sister than. Do you have any brothers or sisters?” he smiled at her again as he tried the sweets she had brought over for them with the tea. The baked goods where a rather nice treat and seemed to calm his nerves a little, “these are really good.” he spoke in between bites. This reminded him that he did have a light dinner, so he would have the appetite to ample the festivals' food. Setting the empty tea cup down he smiled at her again, “so how would you feel with coming with a near total stranger to the festivities in town?” Victor spoke to her in a rather joking tone. “There's no need to worry... that much, I protect people for a living.”

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