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Responsibility belongs not to the name stenciled on the mantel, but to the one who carries the mantle.
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"Strike me down, and I'll not fight back; Threaten my brothers, and even death will not protect you from my wrath." -- Blackswordkirito I couldn't have said it any better myself.
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all good also Alex has the main floor bedroom, reserved for "mentors". Sorry if i didn't make that clear.


Bob would still try to claim it as his own, just to get back at Alex for surprising him by using his "real" name. But that's the reason he isn't unpacking, he picked up on the fact that everyone would have roommates, so he's just being a douche right now.

I thought all the bedrooms were upstairs? That part is unclear, as Alex tells everyone to go upstairs then lists the number of bedrooms so it reads as if they are all upstairs, if the single room is downstairs then I need to go edit my post.
Finally posted, sorry for the delay, I was somehow under the impression that I was waiting for someone else to post.
Dmitri Pavlovich


@gravity22@Shikaru

Dmitri grinned with genuine pleasure, as Anya bagged the Imp, cleanly too. Then his peripheral vision noticed the brat tucking something into her pocket, and he turned to watch her come over, completely unmoved by her tear stained face. Had today not gone as horribly as it had, then perhaps, he'd have relented and let the tough guy step aside for a bit. But today had been a manure festival, that fell through a meat grinder before hitting jet stream. If the brat survived the day it would be a serious testament to her own personal fortitude. He reached up to grab the hair at the nape of Addie's neck, as he started over towards Anya and the Imp. Dmitri dragged Addie with him, being careful to keep Addie on her toes the entire time, and stopped two paces from Anya and the Imp. He Spoke while he walked, his heavy foot falls punctuating his words ominously as they echoed in the cavernous building. "You are either brave or stupid, daring to demand anything of me considering that I just broke every traffic law on the way here, broke into a warehouse, and then murdered the thirty odd occupants in cold blood for no apparent reason. Since you decided to try and hide whatever you just slipped into your pocket and considering how we met, you're pretty solidly cemented into the stupid side of the spectrum, so don't think too highly of your self."

"Thank you Anya, have I ever told you that you're my favorite niece?"
I stand over the Imp, wondering how to start the questions for a moment, still holding Addie by the hair of her head, pulling it up slightly so she'd have to be on her tip-toes to keep it from hurting. I'd deal with her in a minute, though I hadn't yet decided how I'd see to that. I smile again, as I consider the horror that might befall poor Solomon if he'd known that I was a far greater monster than Anya. She has her guilt and morals to guide her, I have no so such weakness. It had all been seared away ages ago. I ask the Imp, in surprisingly genuine curiosity. "Was your trip successful?"

*cough, cough, wheeze, cough.* "Right up until you swapped the holy water for the regular water in the surprisingly large sacrifice... though now I see why it was so much more than I'd planned for. You almost brought Vekata and his entire retinue through." *coughing laughter* "You would have enjoyed the look on his face though, when he drank of the blood mixed with holy water. He will come now, so in a way you've done me a favor humans, and vampire, my thanks for that." *More laughter that turns into another coughing fit.* "Pity he threw me so hard, I'll have to find some other way back... " *coughing, spittle and phlegm flying out now. A few more wheezing breaths and the Imp crisped into what looked like a charcoal gargoyle, before crumbling into a pile of warm ashes.*

"Thank you Anya, this hunt was successful in large part due to your awareness. We got lucky with the holy water, I almost didn't notice the blood flowing in but not pooling because I was paying to much attention to this one. It was your confidence that the Imp wasn't here at the start that kept me alert enough to notice the flowing blood." I lift the hand holding Addie's hair a bit higher, pulling her off the ground briefly, as I mention her. Now I have to figure out what to do with his girl... Anya wouldn't want her, and while I could put her on the market, she'd be years behind the others in her training and wouldn't bring much profit, if any. What had she tried to hide from me? "What did you just stuff into your pocket little girl? And why did you think risking ending up worse off than these corpses was worth trying to hide it? Lie if you like, but your life, or lack there of, depends on your answers so choose your words carefully."
Roberto was visibly shocked the man knew his real name, only his mother called him that... ever. The shock was rapidly replaced by suspicion before he finally got his expression under control again, and smiled halfheartedly at the two excessively cheery girls as they came up. He probably did that just to throw me off balance... Well, it worked didn't it? This time sure, but he won't find it so easy next time. Gee, I've never heard that before. Shut up. Dumb ass, this all in your head, no one's saying anything. Smart ass. *chuckling* As the two girls introduced themselves I nodded to each, but don't bother to introduce myself. I've never had a chance to do it growing up and now I've gotten quite used to everyone already knowing exactly who I am, at least as far as they are concerned. I decide to take a room as far from the chatter boxes as possible, it would, hopefully, b quieter that way.

He listened to the brief exchange, content to let the others handle the details, and then started up the stairs ahead of the two girls as Akia introduced herself to Shiro. He called over his shoulder as he reached the top, not bothering to look back or wait for a response as he continued on his way. "Akia, you do come with an off switch right?" He took the last room on the left. Bob tossed his duffel bag onto the bed farthest from the door, kicking the door shut behind him before flopping down onto the bed; where he lay on his back using the bag as a pillow while waiting for time to pass, and gaging the effectiveness, or lack there of, of the building's insulation.

@Ally610@gravity22@Shikaru
@gravity22 Sorry I stole your thunder there, :)
Still open for any takers? This seems interesting.


Absolutely! the more the merrier mate! just put your CS here for approval, and @gravity22 will look it over when she's on next. Welcome to the party, better be ready for a wild ride, :)
@DestinyStar@Zelosse

You two make trying to write in this SL almost depressing, just by setting the bar so high. XD Thanks for writing an awesome story, it's been a genuine pleasure to read.
Roberto looked around, It was his first visit to the Cottage, his heritage guaranteed a late start in anything, if he got in at all. He carried a large grey duffel bag slung over one shoulder, and hanging by the first two fingers of his right hand. This place looked pretty nice... figures that the granted would steal it for themselves. I wonder if I'll meet anyone who isn't a snob here. Don't get your hopes up Bob, you know that only makes it hurt more later. Yeah, so what? Not getting my hopes up means they win, and I'm NOT about to let that happen. You can't win a war alone kid. I don't have to, I just have to start it, the Shallows will finish it for me. And you're okay with the complete extinction of the granted? Hell yes! New ones are chosen all the time, it'd be awesome to get rid of this Trash holding the rest of us back. Even if that means you are killed with rest? Even then, the next generation at least won't have to put up with this shit.

With that thought, he turned and walked into the Cottage, calling out as he entered, looking for anyone who could help him find his room. "Hey! Anyone else here or is this place first come first serve?" He wandered down the all to the stairs where he dropped his bags, and called out again, having gotten no response the first time. This place must have great insulation, though I suppose it would need to wouldn't? "Anybody here?"
I already said I'd be here when things started, so what are you waiting for? lol :) I'm ready when y'll are.
In Animal Army 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Isa : Anisim Misolav


I growl but comply, it wasn't like he was the one calling the shots anyway... I wander into the room and head for the water. Jumping into the small stream flowing through the room and laying down under and overhanging bank, where the water is deep enough to cover my shoulders and back. The cool water helped me keep from over heating and the overhang kept me out of sight from most of the room, though I in turn could see only the opposite bank and a short distance up and down stream. I lay there enjoying the cool water and wait for the rest of the team to arrive.

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