SepticGentleman

Under the Red Sun

As a GM: You're all rejected. ur not kool enuf

@UrbanEvolution

Don't listen to this trumpet-playing cock mite, guys. You all look like competent, willing writers. Can't wait to see some characters.

Under the Red Sun

So many new folks, it brings a tear to Maxx's eye.

The Werewolf Factory

He'll bash ye fookin ead off

@CLIW

Clifford writes "1V1 ME IRL" on his whiteboard furiously.

Guys, I think I might have to drop out of this. I'm kind of losing interest and I have waaaay too many RPs at the mo anyway. I wish you guys luck for the future of this roleplay.

[@XxFellsignxX]

Oh well. Take care bruv.

Under the Red Sun

Someone's a fan of Fallout 3.

The Werewolf Factory

Yeah, everybody growl and snarl at the mangled gentleman. He can take ya'll in a right tussle.

@SepticGentleman

@Valkyr

U 'AVIN A GIGGLE M8.

The Werewolf Factory

Yeah, everybody growl and snarl at the mangled gentleman. He can take ya'll in a right tussle.

The Werewolf Factory

Clifford worked his way towards the girl who was growling up a storm, prod in hand. Jesse was following close behind, probably scared like a crapping dog. In this situation, he was like a chihuahua among pinschers. Clifford eased up on the werewolf staring dead at him and, unexpectedly, handed Jesse the prod. There was a confused look on the newbie's face as he took the prod in hand, keeping the sparky bit away from his face. Clifford calmly took a small, shiny packet out of his apron pouch. He held it over the casing of his prosthetic, squeezing a viscous, semi-yellow fluid over it. He put the packet away and smeared the substance over his arm. This was a trick he used often - slap some numbing fluid on his prosthetic, goad a werewolf to attack him, and watch them quickly slump over, numb throughout their bodies and locked down on his arm. Yeah, he'd have to pry off whoever bit him but that wasn't a problem. Plus with the casing around the prosthetic, the wires wouldn't get snapped and render it useless. This was better than beating the poor things into submission with a prod, a tactic used by other employees. Clifford hunched over as best as his brace would allow, holding out his prosthetic, daring the werewolf to lunge at him. Jesse was still watching, still holding the prod at the ready. Whole situation didn't look friendly at all, but... well, this isn't a friendly place. Clifford kind of wished it were, though.

Under the Red Sun

The lore and character sheet look so damn intimidating... o.o I'l try to get something down... Afraid i'l look stupid though XD

@The_written_John

Don't be afraid, chillie. Maxx just looks tough. He'll get real chappy real fast if you just work with him enough.

The Werewolf Factory

Amazing that some folks still call it "surgery" in here. Surgery implies that it's for the benefit of the patient. This all came down to the more appropriate term of "harvesting". Some certified employees were a lot messier, admittedly. Not Clifford. Even with a prosthetic hook-hand, he always managed a clean liver extraction. Like pulling the meat from inside cattle. Clifford waved Jesse out of the storage room and led him back over to Main Holding, towards the enclosures. He had his prod at the ready, just in case he needed to use it. Not to torture the poor things, just to defend himself. If Jesse needed to observe the extraction process, now was a great time to sign up for a seat. First step of the procedure - round up someone to cut open. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a werewolf by the toe.

Under the Red Sun

I have to say that this is definitely the most thought out and detailed OOC I've ever seen. I really hope it takes off :)

@Fat Boy Kyle

So do I. We just need to not overdo things and we'll be able to keep up a good pace.