Rithas

Walking Dead rp

Rob-Haywood-Guards

Rob realized that his ability to be somewhere at the worst time to be at that exact place had struck again, he was just told to wait. So that is what he did, he heard people shouting. Rob tried to listen to the somewhat distant sounds when he heard something very familiar, a gunshot.
"What..." Rob muttered as he looked around, That was definitely a gunshot, and gunshots mean people are trying to kill each other....and that means that this place is probably not the most safest place in the world, but it does mean lots of people. It just happens to bring up the question of what type of people they are. So, Rob....What is it?
"Can I move, or are you just going to hold me here...I mean come on, Clearly somethings going on!" Rob spoke to the guards. His voice was quite raspy. But he guessed a lack of water would do that.

Walking Dead rp

Might decide to add another character in....

Welcome Back to the Guild

Of course you don't know of spor-....Why am I even thinking about this? Callum rolled his eyes as he turned around to look at Bellua. This guy was the being of "Serious" Such would be with someone with the name "Bellua" Probably the reason he wants to find his "creator" . Callum snickered to himself. Good one Callum.

"No," Bellua replied, stopping in a clearing a few yards away. "We rest for now."

Oh finally Callum somewhat awkwardly walked over to a large rock that seemed to be not too uncomfortable. The advantage being he could lean against it. He wasn't to far away from Bellua, but not that close either. He didn't want to be close to Bellua. It was pretty obvious that Bellua only thought of him as a tool to get closer his Target.
But Callum decided to put his thoughts away, just for hopefully at least a minute of closed eyes.
He hoped

Walking Dead rp

Rob - Haywood- Guards

just stay calm, and you won't get shot. Don't do anything stupid, don't do anything stupid. Stay calm. Must stay calm. I couldn't be having a small panic attack could I?

"Who the hell are you? Why the f*ck are you hiding the these woods huh? Are you one of those raiders? Answer dammit!"

Stay calm. Who the hell am I? Raiders? That's not good when they think your someone else...What to do. What to do

"Did Tyler send you? Huh?! Is he trying to go against our deal or something? He trying to cross us? Dammit why aren't you speaking?!"

Tyler? Deals? Crossings!? WHY AREN'T I SPEAKING! ..The hell were they talking about was the only thought that went through his head. He couldn't seem to get any words out, why couldn't he get any words out! Words were a tricking thing some times. This was a really bad time for them to be tricky.
"I have no idea what your talking about, I don't know any Tyler or deal or Raiders? I was just wandering around Okay! I don't know if you notice but you can't stay in one place without supplies!" Rob blundered out. Well, He still had supplies but, he didn't want to go back on his words.
Rob clenched his fists as they took his weapons, He liked that baseball bat. Well, Anything that keeps saving your life you grow to like. Times like these he wished he a super secret dagger in his boot or some thing.

Walking Dead rp

Rob- Haywood - Guards

Rob stayed as still as a statue. Oh great job, Six months in and your probably going to die by tripping on a stick, I mean really Rob? That's the best you could do. You could at least do some awesome....well, at least heroic sacrifice but nope... Just had to fall over and get shot.....maybe. Rob listened as the guards talked. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A bullet was shot, "Gah..." Rob bit his lip and looked at the sky. "Let's try not to be shot right away" Rob tilted his head as he stood up.
"Don't shoot, I just stumbled and tripped. Not that I woul-....What I mean is don't shoot me. That says enough right?" Rob frowned as he looked upon the guards,

Two years ago

"How would you like to go out Rob? I mean I would like to go peacefully in my sleep, But how would you want to?"
"Really? Now? Fine whatever. I wouldn't know how to "go out" That's just silly. There's a million ways to go out. I could fall over and explode....Don't ask me how but it could happen! I could get mauled by kittens!? I mean, Dying in my sleep peacefully is nice. But so is Saving Orphans from a burning church! There's no way to know how we are going to die. We all know it's going to happen. But...All we can hope is that our last thought is a good one. Or maybe I'm just being one of those guys"

Walking Dead rp

Pfft, and I thought that people were posting loads

Welcome Back to the Guild

I imagine Bellua can throw very far and hard. I'm sure that would hurt very much :D

Welcome Back to the Guild

Callum winced as he got thrown across the void. He kept his eyes shut until he fell his face smack against something hard, and then all of his body as well. oooooow ow ow ow . He opened his eyes...grass? Well that was not what he was expecting. He stumbled up and turned around just as Bellua appeared from the void. "You would be good at sport...." Callum mumbled as he took a deep breath.

He looked around "This was not what I was expecting, well...At least, it seems to be nicer then where we just were." Callum sighed as he glanced at Bellua. "Umm, You first I guess." Callum gestured with his arms. Awww....This hurts, ow

Fields of Blood ~ Anime Samurai RP

It's funny because really there's only three posts

Fields of Blood ~ Anime Samurai RP

By the powers of Gm? Well it's nice that there's a lot of people, As long as it doesn't collapse into a weird messy cluster that no one wants to mess with :D
Two groups could be interesting....but, I don't know