Awesome! It started!
I will try to get a post up today :)
Sam12435
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STATUS: So I have a photo shoot planned for tomorrow. Im not going to sleep because I'm catching a train at 2AM to then sit and wait for a few hours for the sun to rise. Its all about the perfect shot though! 9 yrs ago
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So I have a photo shoot planned for tomorrow. Im not going to sleep because I'm catching a train at 2AM to then sit and wait for a few hours for the sun to rise. Its all about the perfect shot though!
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10 yrs ago
Finishing uni for the year and looking at a break till late Febuary. What the hell am I meant to do for 5 months? The answer is a looooooot more RP
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10 yrs ago
I am somewhat bored, and also a little more bored. So yup, someone entertain me.
10 yrs ago
New RP has just started. Really excited :P
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10 yrs ago
No idea whats going on, my brain is pretty frazzled right now. But if anyone remembered me from the old days message me, I like meeting old friends :P
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Im 20, a university student who keeps switching his degree, a guy, I live next to my uni, I'm in Australia, I play a lot of video games, and I forget everything else about me :P
Oh yea, and I sleep a lot, like 12 hours a day.
Oh yeeea, and I do stupid things like take a train at 3 in the morning to take photos of the sunrise.
Oh yea, and I sleep a lot, like 12 hours a day.
Oh yeeea, and I do stupid things like take a train at 3 in the morning to take photos of the sunrise.
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Jace was a little surprised when Sass said they would split up into pairs. He had never been in a crew, so this was new grounds for him, but splitting up seemed strange to him. He decided to go with it though; after all it seemed like Sass knew what she was doing. Jace figured she must have had a crew before, it was just the way she conducted herself. Mentioning something like that seemed like a bad idea especially since they had just met. He decided to just smile and nod. Sprayers could sometimes be pretty defensive if you questioned them.
He grinned as he was paired up with Anarcho. She seemed like an interesting person, not to mention that he would feel a little more comfortable if he spent at least a little time with someone that was going to sleep in the same apartment as him. He walked over to where she was, a little surprised by the fact that she was as tall as him. He looked at the job paper with interest. He didn't really recognize what he was looking at, having never really done a contract before. He just sprayed his art, never for money, just for himself. Apparently he had missed a lot of the life of a Sprayer doing it alone.
“I don’t have a lot of experience spraying contracts.” He said to his partner as he scratched his head. He laughed nervously at his inexperience. “I can work as the lookout for this one.” He had always had a keen eye. After all, he spent most of his time watching random things like birds. He looked around to see the other pairs that had been arranged.
“So where do we start?” He asked, not entirely sure who he was asking. Was anyone else like him, or was he the only one without experience. Either way, he was a little nervous.
He grinned as he was paired up with Anarcho. She seemed like an interesting person, not to mention that he would feel a little more comfortable if he spent at least a little time with someone that was going to sleep in the same apartment as him. He walked over to where she was, a little surprised by the fact that she was as tall as him. He looked at the job paper with interest. He didn't really recognize what he was looking at, having never really done a contract before. He just sprayed his art, never for money, just for himself. Apparently he had missed a lot of the life of a Sprayer doing it alone.
“I don’t have a lot of experience spraying contracts.” He said to his partner as he scratched his head. He laughed nervously at his inexperience. “I can work as the lookout for this one.” He had always had a keen eye. After all, he spent most of his time watching random things like birds. He looked around to see the other pairs that had been arranged.
“So where do we start?” He asked, not entirely sure who he was asking. Was anyone else like him, or was he the only one without experience. Either way, he was a little nervous.
Sounds like a good plan :D. and its all cool, gotta take care of yourself :)
PS i will try to get a post up tomorrow, i have had exams all week. Only two more though and i am pretty confident in them.
PS i will try to get a post up tomorrow, i have had exams all week. Only two more though and i am pretty confident in them.
We are getting more intrest. Cool. This will be cool when it starts :)
Hey yall! Yea, I think that it would be good for Free and Anarcho to go together. I know if someone was going to sleep in my house I would want to know a bit about them XD
Jace smiled under his mask as he scratched his head. “Happy to help” He said to the girl as she thanked him. People would always tell him that he was too nice for his own good, but Jace never saw a problem with it. He couldn’t help but laugh as Sass got all serious about the orders. He saw what she was saying, and wholly agreed, but he always laughed in serious situations. It was his way of showing interest. It was when he heard a noise outside that he reached into his pocket again, this time taking hold of the knife stored there. Using a smoke bomb now may cause a panic, and that is not a good idea in a room full of sprayers. It was when Sass greeted the newcomer that he relaxed. ‘I may be a little jumpy’ He thought to himself with a sigh. He offered a wave to the newcomer, Relic it seemed. He followed Sass’s finger as she introduced the members of the new crew. He took note of the names. He recognized some of the names from pieces he had seen around the city. As she reached him, he scratched his head and laughed. He is not a person that is used to having a lot of attention, so being singled out was a little odd for him.
“No big deal” Jace said as Sass apologized. “It’s a form of expression in itself. All cool by me.” He paid close attention as the others were called upon. If he was going to have someone in his house, he would be interested to learn who they were. Nothing too personal, a name to call them by was all he really needed. He had housemates before, often helping out friends that needed a place to sleep. ‘Anarcho…’ He thought to himself. He found the name to very thought provoking. Freedom comes in many shapes and forms. In fact, freedom is all shapes and forms, unique to each person. Some people choose acceptance and compliance as their freedom, but it was people like sprayers that took their own freedom. Anarchy was one of the best forms of personal freedom. A name like that was something Jace could respect.
“Fitting for a sprayer” He said with an approving nod in her direction. He looked over to the others to see just who they were. Truth be told, he was really excited to be a part of a group like this.
“No big deal” Jace said as Sass apologized. “It’s a form of expression in itself. All cool by me.” He paid close attention as the others were called upon. If he was going to have someone in his house, he would be interested to learn who they were. Nothing too personal, a name to call them by was all he really needed. He had housemates before, often helping out friends that needed a place to sleep. ‘Anarcho…’ He thought to himself. He found the name to very thought provoking. Freedom comes in many shapes and forms. In fact, freedom is all shapes and forms, unique to each person. Some people choose acceptance and compliance as their freedom, but it was people like sprayers that took their own freedom. Anarchy was one of the best forms of personal freedom. A name like that was something Jace could respect.
“Fitting for a sprayer” He said with an approving nod in her direction. He looked over to the others to see just who they were. Truth be told, he was really excited to be a part of a group like this.
After watching someone skate past him backwards, Jace decided that this was nothing to be scared of. He walked into the group and sat on the floor, fiddling with one of the screws on his mask. As the lighter flicked on, Jace took the opportunity to inspect the faces of the people here. They were all wearing some kind of bandana or a hood. He let out a small sigh as he relaxed himself. Apparently some of the others knew each other, but Jace didn’t recognise anyone. If he saw their art, or heard their name he might know it, but apart from that, he didn’t take the time to recognise people whose face he couldn’t see. He got a screwdriver out of his pocket and started fiddling with his grappler, when he heard someone approaching. He slid himself back against the wall in an attempt to hide himself in case of an encounter. It was when a woman with a bandana walked in that he let his guard down a bit. ‘She must be the sprayer that called us here’ He thought as he smiled under his mask. Jace was a little surprised as to the reasoning he had been called here. He had always painted because that’s what he loved, so this was a bit of a different turn to he was used to. He listened as others spoke, wondering in silence what he should do. Should he accept? Or just stay the way he is now. Would this take his freedom away? With a grin under his mask he stood up and walked over to the woman, who seemed to have an air of seniority to her.
“I’m in, but I will do things my way.” He said, not in an angry or assertive tone, but in a playful one. He weighed up the options, and this seemed like something that could help him spread his wings. He then heard one of the sprayers, a girl, asking a lot of questions. He found it strange that she was asking so many questions, but it was when he heard the last bit that he felt some sympathy. He knew what it was like to be lower than the rest. Granted, her situation seemed much worse than his was; he was just in a bit of a lower class spot. He was lucky enough to have come into a good daytime job, tinkering and fixing things for people around his area. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to move him out of the slums and into an apartment. He didn’t want to be a burden to his parents, so he left about 6 months ago.
“If you need a place to sleep, I have a couch in my apartment” He said to her with a warm tone. “It’s not much, but it’s got a good view.” He was being polite, offering what he could.
“I’m in, but I will do things my way.” He said, not in an angry or assertive tone, but in a playful one. He weighed up the options, and this seemed like something that could help him spread his wings. He then heard one of the sprayers, a girl, asking a lot of questions. He found it strange that she was asking so many questions, but it was when he heard the last bit that he felt some sympathy. He knew what it was like to be lower than the rest. Granted, her situation seemed much worse than his was; he was just in a bit of a lower class spot. He was lucky enough to have come into a good daytime job, tinkering and fixing things for people around his area. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to move him out of the slums and into an apartment. He didn’t want to be a burden to his parents, so he left about 6 months ago.
“If you need a place to sleep, I have a couch in my apartment” He said to her with a warm tone. “It’s not much, but it’s got a good view.” He was being polite, offering what he could.
Im still interested~!~~!~!~!!!~!~!~~!1
As Jace sat atop one of the skyscrapers that littered the city, he watched the clouds roll overhead. He was in his zone, happy and free, not being held down by anything. He had just covered the side of this building with a large mural of clouds. With a satisfied grin, he closed his eyes to rest for a minute. That minute turned into several hours and at 12:30, way after curfew, Jace had finally awoken. With a yawn he looked around, somewhat surprised by the darkness he had found.
“Shit… Again?” He mumbled under his gas mask as he stood up and dusted himself off. He had a habit of falling asleep at times like that. He was still a little drowsy, so swinging from buildings seemed like a bad idea. He hooked his grappler onto the edge of the building and began to scale his way down. It was then that he noticed something was off about his mural. There was a big red X right in the centre, standing out on the bright background. At first, Jace was a little annoyed but he saw some sense of expression in it, so he just smiled and admired it. After a few minutes of looking at it, he noticed something strange. It was a note taped to the wall. He pulled it off the wall and inspected it for a bit.
“Words…” He said with a slightly confused tone. He could figure out the code, it seemed easy enough, but something about this was a little strange. He was a little out of the loop of Sprayer knowledge, knowing very little about sprayers of the past, so this was a little strange to him. A smile crossed his face as he decided to pay this mysterious person a visit.
Half an hour had passed, and with a huff, Jace landed on the ground outside the specified building. He leisurely walked towards the building, taking notice of the cameras, buildings nearby, wind direction, anything that could help him get away in case of a fight. He preferred to run, not to fight. Fighting was a last resort because if you even get scratched, that could be it. He pulled his hood up to his head to conceal the small parts of his head that his mask left uncovered. He shot up a grapple to the window he had seen to be open. He was about to pull himself in, before he heard someone inside.
“So other people got the note too…” He said as he reached the ledge and crouched below the window. He couldn’t make out how many of them were inside, but it seemed as though the atmosphere wasn’t exactly hostile. This window was wide open, so it seemed as though people had used it. He decided that entering that way was a bad idea. He took note of the floor and the position of the apartment and decided to take another approach. He jumped to the ground and made his way up the old stairs. He ran quickly, but quietly as not to alert the wrong people. It was when he arrived to the door of the apartment that he felt a little nervous. What if this was some kind of trap? What if he was going to get hurt? With a chuckle, he put these thoughts out of his mind and knocked on the door. He held in the safety button of the smoke bomb in his pocket, so all he would have to do is squeeze and throw, and he would have a nice shroud of smoke to escape through. “Anyone home? You better have a good reason for painting on my clouds” He said with a cheeky tone. If this was a friendly thing, he wanted to make a good impression.
“Shit… Again?” He mumbled under his gas mask as he stood up and dusted himself off. He had a habit of falling asleep at times like that. He was still a little drowsy, so swinging from buildings seemed like a bad idea. He hooked his grappler onto the edge of the building and began to scale his way down. It was then that he noticed something was off about his mural. There was a big red X right in the centre, standing out on the bright background. At first, Jace was a little annoyed but he saw some sense of expression in it, so he just smiled and admired it. After a few minutes of looking at it, he noticed something strange. It was a note taped to the wall. He pulled it off the wall and inspected it for a bit.
“Words…” He said with a slightly confused tone. He could figure out the code, it seemed easy enough, but something about this was a little strange. He was a little out of the loop of Sprayer knowledge, knowing very little about sprayers of the past, so this was a little strange to him. A smile crossed his face as he decided to pay this mysterious person a visit.
Half an hour had passed, and with a huff, Jace landed on the ground outside the specified building. He leisurely walked towards the building, taking notice of the cameras, buildings nearby, wind direction, anything that could help him get away in case of a fight. He preferred to run, not to fight. Fighting was a last resort because if you even get scratched, that could be it. He pulled his hood up to his head to conceal the small parts of his head that his mask left uncovered. He shot up a grapple to the window he had seen to be open. He was about to pull himself in, before he heard someone inside.
“So other people got the note too…” He said as he reached the ledge and crouched below the window. He couldn’t make out how many of them were inside, but it seemed as though the atmosphere wasn’t exactly hostile. This window was wide open, so it seemed as though people had used it. He decided that entering that way was a bad idea. He took note of the floor and the position of the apartment and decided to take another approach. He jumped to the ground and made his way up the old stairs. He ran quickly, but quietly as not to alert the wrong people. It was when he arrived to the door of the apartment that he felt a little nervous. What if this was some kind of trap? What if he was going to get hurt? With a chuckle, he put these thoughts out of his mind and knocked on the door. He held in the safety button of the smoke bomb in his pocket, so all he would have to do is squeeze and throw, and he would have a nice shroud of smoke to escape through. “Anyone home? You better have a good reason for painting on my clouds” He said with a cheeky tone. If this was a friendly thing, he wanted to make a good impression.
*rubs sleep from eyes* huh?
IT STARTED!!
WOO!!!
This is why i dont like sleeping, i always miss something. I have caught up and i am working on a post now!
IT STARTED!!
WOO!!!
This is why i dont like sleeping, i always miss something. I have caught up and i am working on a post now!
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