Tracyarmav

By way of introduction

Welcome to the guild! I hope you're able to find something that fits your fancy! I tend to enjoy larger group settings but perhaps we'll have the pleasure of writing together some day anyway, if you need anything stop by chat for a quick response or send a PM if you want a little more detail. We have an entire section of the guild devoted to 1x1 RP's so I suggest you start your browsing there.

Animal Army

@KatherinWinter

10 valid IC reasons to kill Vlad

1: He's an Asshole
2: He's a pervy A
3: He's also an A
4: He's the only thing standing between Isa and starting the search for his sisters as Isa sees it.
5: He's still a major A
6: He think's he's a god to be worshiped and adored
7: Did I mention he's kind of an A
8: Okay, I'll admit it, I kinda just wanna see where things will go if the main antagonist suddenly dies, lots and lots of paperwork to be done by bureaucrats elsewhere.
9: F Vlad, he's an A
10: He kinda forgot to show any modicum of respect for his own creations, and that's enough or Isa rip Vlad's ass right off his shoulders.

okay so maybe half of those don't count, but mostly points 4, 8 and 10. (plus all the odd points)

Wintersunshine

Been there, done that, and still have the T-shirt for it...

Side Quest - Sword Art Online

@LadyTale your post, unless I missed something again....

Lord of the Rings: The Shadow of Barad-dûr - (V2)

@Dutchess Sarah You're up, I think...

Animal Army

@Tracyarmav
thinking of throwing a large lucifer sized wrench into those plans of yours :P

@BlackPanther

Plans? What are these things you speak of? :P And no stealing my chew toy/punching bag, but you're welcome to share if you like. >:)

Demon Hunter: Chicago

@lavulman Interesting character, I like her and she get's my stamp of approval. (may be overruled by @mewgirl99 obviously)

Animal Army

So, what happens to us when if Vlad dies?

Animal Army

Isa : Anisim Misolav

Clever girls to distract the guards, while I'm standing here so wonderfully close to Vlad. I had turned to watch Dallas and Roxy approach the tables of knives, and in so doing stepped a little closer the vile man, apparently unaware of his proximity. A quick step back as Roxy threw her blades, put me behind and to one side of Vlad, he saw me stepping back I think, he tried to turn and face me. I had shifted my upper torso and head already, and bit at his neck, grabbing at his shoulders with my paws. If the weasel didn't dive to the floor, I'd have his neck in my jaws, and then it'd be a matter of time before his neck was broken, I probably wouldn't even have to try, the tazers would do the trick for me. If he did dive to the floor, I'd bring my paws down on his unprotected ribs, since human instinct would protect his head and neck, trying to crush his ribs and the organs beneath them. By now the guards would likely be attacking me, I just hoped the other three would make it out okay.

@HaleyTheRandom@KatherinWinter@BlackPanther

Carpe Diem

Mervyn's mind raced along barely digesting the full implications of the last thought before moving on to the next and trying to maintain some small scrap of sanity... No knows anything about why or where we are, and none of this looks particularly familiar, I don't see even a hint of civilization anywhere. No planes in the sky, no signal on my phone, and it'll probably be awhile before I get back to an outlet, so it might be a good idea, to keep the laptop off for a while... Are we alone? Why are we here? Is this some sort of survival reality show? The weather seems nice, I wonder if we'll get to see any natives tonight. Are there natives to be seen? Are we stranded on some deserted, god forsaken isle? Think! what's the first thing people always do on these shows... build shelters and find water right? But what if we run into natives, what will we tell them? how will we keep them from taking everything we have? Will they even understand us? If only I knew where we are I might be able to help with that... but no one knows where we are, or why we're here, unless someone is lying... but who? who would gain something by bringing any of us here? What if this isn't a survival show, what if we've all been trafficked? Are we really alone, are we being watched?

If Mervyn wasn't accustomed to such paranoia he might be in a full blown panic by now, but oddly enough he was simply numb, considering their plight in a surprisingly clinical and detached manner. He mindlessly responded to the questions asked of him, though neither they nor their answers helped him understand what was going on. He shook his head as a look of horror spread across his face at the suggestion to split up and scout the area, none of us even knew what to look for. Thankfully someone else got their mouth working and said as much in tone that wasn't full of panic. Calming down a bit, Mervyn spoke up again. Trying to maintain a level voice. "Splitting up will only get us all used and killed by the first band of brigands, or tribals, or whatever it is we're facing out here. Plus we may be the only ones who can understand each other, so let's stick together so we can try to brainstorm how to communicate if they don't understand our English. Also, we're less likely to get bullied as a group."