Cool. I'll write up a quick post re: leaving Billy alive and running to the van.
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STATUS: To all my RP buddies, I'm gearing up for Camp Nanowrimo in July! My RPs will be slowing down this month and next. PM me for a quick response to an RP I'm in! 11 yrs ago
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To all my RP buddies, I'm gearing up for Camp Nanowrimo in July! My RPs will be slowing down this month and next. PM me for a quick response to an RP I'm in!
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Roleplay addict, I work two jobs which unfortunately cuts back on my roleplay time.
In my limited free time I GM one ONLY WAR tabletop game, play a shopaholic Zeltron in a Star Wars game, and try to resist the urge to write long stories as the aftermath usually plunges me into a dark and unhappy depressed state.
Or maybe that's normal!
In my limited free time I GM one ONLY WAR tabletop game, play a shopaholic Zeltron in a Star Wars game, and try to resist the urge to write long stories as the aftermath usually plunges me into a dark and unhappy depressed state.
Or maybe that's normal!
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Coolness! Can't wait lol
Awesomesauce. You've spoken to all of my concerns.
Color me interested!!!!
Color me interested!!!!
Can I ask if you have a dedicated NPC villain to advance the plot, or will you be using players writing hunters for that purpose?
Maaaaaaaaaan, I've been having so much fun writing this RP, I got bit by the writing bug again. Nothing worse than wanting to scratch that creative writing itch and having literally no time to storyboard, draft and write. I hate being a grown up T_T
DAMN YOU COLLEGE LOAN PAYMENTS!!!!!!!
DAMN YOU COLLEGE LOAN PAYMENTS!!!!!!!
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You threw that part on Gray just to make me facepalm didn't you?
Yeeeeeeeeeeep.
If it makes you personally uncomfortable, I'll stop immediately. It's Parry's character, but I know some people can be sensitive about stuff like that.
The sword was fucking heavy. Much heavier than his own back at the (ruined) Daycare, so Parry's slices and dices among the vamps in the front lobby were much slower than he was used to. A Dawn Blade was a Dawn Blade to a Celestial, but they were unique snowflake weapons, made by the higher ups for each foot soldier. Plus this was Cymriel's sword, Cymriel's wings he was using. Kind of like borrowing your buddy's gun for the evening. If the police traced the serial number without looking at the prints, well, Cym would be up the Creek and Parry would be facing consequences for how he used it.
Ducking, weaving, and parrying was the name of the game then. The maitre'd vampire, Jean, took one look at Parry in the fight and booked it for the kitchen- and Parry let him go. When one of the higher vamps took a swipe at him, Parry went ahead and gave the guy a once-through the arm at the wrist. The vamp's hand dropped to the floor, but Parry didn't follow through, too busy making his way through the melee toward the head snake.
Billy Rikker was on his hands and knees near the back of the foyer, licking Celestial blood out of the carpet with some of his senior vamps.
This whole thing needed to end. Billy had a hundred Thralls and easily half as many pure-vamps in his service, but that number could be cut in half from the wounded and dead they'd piled up. Problem was, Parry knew Billy had more muscle than this and the group only got this far by surprise alone. They needed a bargaining chip to get out of this mess.
"Tony!" Parry yelled, pointing at the head Vamp with his free hand. Hopefully the were-Tiger would get the message over the melee. They needed a hostage to get out of here alive. Or an opportunity to cut the head off this snake. Billy had clout over a lot of the supernaturals in the East Side. A few shifter packs, a witch coven, even a minor fae court. They probably wouldn't throw in with Tony just because Billy was dead or captured, but they might reconsider their loyalties after their leashes were cut.
Parry, meanwhile, let Autumn and Gray (YUMMY!) book it for the vamp that had run out the front door. Parry was content to let them go for her, unfurling his wings fully to block the Entrance/Exit doors so the horde didn't follow them out into the streets.
Ducking, weaving, and parrying was the name of the game then. The maitre'd vampire, Jean, took one look at Parry in the fight and booked it for the kitchen- and Parry let him go. When one of the higher vamps took a swipe at him, Parry went ahead and gave the guy a once-through the arm at the wrist. The vamp's hand dropped to the floor, but Parry didn't follow through, too busy making his way through the melee toward the head snake.
Billy Rikker was on his hands and knees near the back of the foyer, licking Celestial blood out of the carpet with some of his senior vamps.
This whole thing needed to end. Billy had a hundred Thralls and easily half as many pure-vamps in his service, but that number could be cut in half from the wounded and dead they'd piled up. Problem was, Parry knew Billy had more muscle than this and the group only got this far by surprise alone. They needed a bargaining chip to get out of this mess.
"Tony!" Parry yelled, pointing at the head Vamp with his free hand. Hopefully the were-Tiger would get the message over the melee. They needed a hostage to get out of here alive. Or an opportunity to cut the head off this snake. Billy had clout over a lot of the supernaturals in the East Side. A few shifter packs, a witch coven, even a minor fae court. They probably wouldn't throw in with Tony just because Billy was dead or captured, but they might reconsider their loyalties after their leashes were cut.
Parry, meanwhile, let Autumn and Gray (YUMMY!) book it for the vamp that had run out the front door. Parry was content to let them go for her, unfurling his wings fully to block the Entrance/Exit doors so the horde didn't follow them out into the streets.
Plus there's the whole "I get an extra life only cuz somebody is sitting in the time-out corner for me, so don't count on me being immortal" thing.
Sounds good. I'm keeping Tony down for a bit, since the way I see it, silver really is a bane to werecreatures.
Also, I think people need to think imaginatively on how to trap Kaori and not run her down like some human street criminal. It's a matter of using powers creatively.
Roger that!
Parry isn't gonna take to the air. I'm nerfing him hardcore since the wings and sword aren't technically his (again falling back on the "You could also drop a nuke on Nemsemet and it'd be much less messy" idea). And even if he's blown his cover with the group, Parry isn't gonna be keen to show off to the whole city.
Hey all! Sorry for not posting during the weekend, but job #2 had me scheduled for crazy hours. Will get something up today!
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