Whirlwind

End of Days: Flashpoint

Summer looked around as others came into the bar. A man asking about jobs and ordering a beer. A man who had already been there when Summer came in who just looked like he was checking everything out. Another man asking for breakfast. Someone who obviously worked there as he went behind the counter. Summer just kept side eyeing everyone with nervous, quick glances so as not to look them in the eye, when the barkeep asked her if she wanted anything. “Um, beer I guess. And a water,” she said in a soft voice, innocent looking eyes glancing to theirs as she pulled out some crumpled money and smoothed it out for the bartender. As she was waiting on her drinks, the odd looking man who had been there when she walked in decided to analyze her. She frowned heavily, irritated that he thought he knew anything about her based on her clothing or posture, despite his fairly accurate, if superficial description. “No… no one asked you,” she sputtered, flustered as her cheeks raged pink. She wasn’t angry but more embarrassed as the man proceeded to spin on his stool like a kid.

Summer glanced with an interested expression as the other who got analyzed spoke up that the weirdo was wrong, striking up a conversation with him nonetheless however. Summer began eavesdropping as her beer and water were set before her, drinking the beer slowly. She was still determined to relax before heading out again. Maybe she should get food like that one man had ordered. She considered it while being a bit braver with her glances to the others in the bar.

Camp Duskend

Decided not to join. Good luck all!

Destined to Save the World

I'm interested. I've only ever dropped an rp once that was still alive, and that was b/c my posts and interactions were ignored. I'll stick with ya!

Bitten

Haven barely noticed Walker’s reaction to everyone or him catching a scent and starting to follow it. She wasn’t paying attention until Mikhail’s voice entered her mind and said she was paired with Leo for the hunt. She had no problem with it, seeing as how she got along with everyone in the pack as far as she knew. She was still slightly distracted by the butterfly, darn bugger kept flitting out of reach, when Leo headbutted her lightly but got her attention. She smiled sheepishly and nodded as she trotted alongside him, knowing because of her they were probably bringing up the rear. Yeppers! I was alone most of the day so seeing you guys and being able to be in wolf form well, it just makes me excited, she said, the upbeat attitude clear in her voice as she looked around, glancing back to Leo every now and again so she didn’t get so distracted she wandered off from him. Growing up with hardly any socialization had led her to always get so excited when other people were around. When she was little she would even shake slightly. Kind of like a puppy she thought amusedly to herself. She hated being alone since she had met the pack, but everyone had been kind of busy earlier today when she hadn’t had any plans. When she was alone without any plans sometimes she fell back into wanting to turn to other things to occupy her time that weren’t good for her. That’s why the pack was almost like a crutch for her.

[This Roleplay Is Closed] - Camp Half-Blood (Demigod RP)

Faris looked at Venny expectantly when he responded to her about little Syleste. His response made her smirk. ”Good!” she said. She couldn’t respect someone who let others push them around. That’s why she kinda liked their tour guide today. ”Nah I think Goth chick would probably get down at a party. She seems like she just hates bs. But since we’re doing this together I won’t intentionally let her know,” Faris shrugged, following as Venny yanked her out the cabin door. She almost tripped in her beaded white sandals, not the type of shoe for running. She hesitated once they were outside and furrowed her brow, looking around at the other cabins. ”Who is the god or goddess of booze? We need some supplies,” she said, hoping Venny knew more about Greek mythology than she did. ”Ah well, we could just knock on the other cabin doors, invite everyone inside and raid their fridge at the same time,” she said with a quick devious laugh, walking up to one of the other cabins and peering in the window.

[This Roleplay Is Closed] - Camp Half-Blood (Demigod RP)

Yay party time!

Ghost Inertia [Sci fi Action Horror]

Greater Downtown – 7:45 pm – Graviskate Arena

The HUV made the rounds to everywhere Richard ordered and then they had finally headed to the arena. They had a VIP parking spot and the driver quickly pulled in. Not 2 seconds afterwards a giant throng of young adults rushed out of the HUV and made their way towards the stadium. ”Oh geez,” Delilah whispered, thanking the driver who would be staying in the vehicle but watching the game nonetheless through a live showing. She hurried to beat them to the door so she could explain who the party was. The ushers looked annoyed until they saw Delilah who most of them recognized. She smiled and waved, finding Remy, the manager. ”I need these guys rounded up to their VIP box seats. Hector should have vouched for me?” she asked, praying he hadn’t forgotten. “Oh right right,” Remy nodded, getting two of the ushers and explaining the situation so no one would be asked for tickets. “Right this way MacArthur party!” one shouted, and the 20 year olds followed up to their seats. ”Thank you,” Delilah smiled, electronically tipping Remy and the two ushers.

She followed the group up to the box, finding a seat out of the way. She enjoyed Graviskate but she also could care less who won as long as the game was entertaining. Thankfully it usually was. Now that she was settled she let the kids have at it, drinking, eating, flirting with each other. She sat in her seat, moving money around in the screen of her vision, paying everything up. She deposited the rest of MacArthur’s money into her bank account and smiled slightly. Well, if the job wasn’t worth the aggravation, at least she was paid well for it. While she was sitting by herself, one of the frat guys came up to her and tried hitting on her, but she gave him a pitying smile. ”Sorry, you’re just not my type. But that brunette over there looks jealous that you’re talking to me,” Delilah lied, smiling and coyly pointing to a girl. The guy puffed out his chest and walked over to the girl, making Delilah giggle to herself.

End of Days: Flashpoint

Summer Jordan was on the run. Of course, it felt like she was always on the run. Now and again she’d be somewhere for maybe a month before she’d get too afraid. People would look at her and she would instantly tell herself They know… and the next day she was gone. She was too afraid to settle down for more than a month at a time. She never had time to make alliances. She had tried that route before. Join up with another group of deviants, get captured because a group calls attention to themselves, teleport away and run. Just run. The years had led her to the deserts of the Middle East, always running towards the next town that was said to house those friendly to deviants.

On this day, Summer held her bag with everything that belonged to her left in it. She was wearing some thick, flared jeans and a black hoodie over a white tank top. The hood was pulled over her head, concealing her mass of blonde messy curls and letting her timid blue eyes peer out. Her heavy boots made a good crunch on the sidewalk now that she had reached some city limits, but the noise almost made her jump each time she took a step. Stop acting so suspicious! she mentally scolded herself. Taking a deep breath, Summer pulled down her hood and began walking straight, not looking side to side. She heard gun shots and hesitated, but she knew she had to keep walking. Normal would be wanting a deviant dead right? Normal was so bizarre to her anymore.

She bit the inside of her cheek as others passed by her, dipping her eyes to the ground just out of habit. She began tugging on each door handle she passed, trying to find somewhere she could just sit and relax for a little bit before running some more, when finally a door opened to her touch. She glanced up to see what it was. A bar. Awesome. Maybe she had enough cash for a drink. She needed it.

Summer walked inside Hole in the Wall and quickly made her way to a seat, putting a hand to her forehead like she had a headache before setting her bag in the seat next to her.

[This Roleplay Is Closed] - Camp Half-Blood (Demigod RP)

Faris heard the cabin door open but was ignoring the noise and presence of whom she could only assume was her ‘brother’ Venny. She was too busy practicing although she had stopped singing the moment the door opened to avoid embarrassment. She only glanced over to him when he asked if Ares had given them to her. She shrugged, stabbing the spear into the floor for a moment and just carrying the shield as she went and sat on the corner of his bed next to him, avoiding sitting on his things. “Yeah I guess he did. See anyone else here who would want to give me a present?” she asked sarcastically. She could only hope other people here appreciated sarcasm rather than get offended by it. She ignored his comment about his sword, finding men who liked to talk about how special their swords were tended to not handle them the greatest.

”Look, it’s going to be boring as hell here unless we can spice things up now and again. At least a party or two that gets out of control. I’m not much on pranks but if there is ever anybody you want to challenge as a team I’m up for that too. I definitely think there should be a party tonight at least,” she smiled, trying to set the tone of their relationship as plotters and co-conspirators. She didn’t want some sentimental brother sister crap where they share secrets and dreams. She wanted to inject a little war into the atmosphere of the camp to liven things up.

”Although if you start dating that little creampuff she might not be impressed by fighting and what I’m guessing are typical Ares kid antics,” Faris shrugged, not wanting to lose her fighting buddy before their time at camp even began. She was curious to whether or not Venny would avoid conflict simply to get a girl or if he would still act out like Faris planned to.

League of Assassins

Freja: - combat teacher

Sabriel is the Academic's teacher

jynxs - Chakra teacher