WilsonTurner

A Military Horror Experience

@Blue Demon
Oh, you said that, but I still have tons more that I could do.

I mean, I still needa find app- oh wait. I already found the appearance.

Okay, so I need to write up a basic bio and history. Because I wanna.

A Military Horror Experience

@Blue Demon
That's not a CS- that's just an example of writing, and the very, very most basic information of my character.

A Prized bride (The return)

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@NarcissisticPotato

A Prized bride (The return)

Does no comment mean everyone is ignoring me, passing over me, or not caring?

A Military Horror Experience

Heya!
I'm interested in this roleplay, and I'll be glad to join if you'll have me!

I'd like to apply as...
James Darling!
A sort-of veteran of the station, having grown up, gone off to war and come back to be assigned to the station. About thirty, with the rank of Lieutenant.

Writing Sample

He let his breath out in one go, slowly and evenly. His back was pressed against the titanium-reinforced steel wall, lights flickering about him ominously. He ignored the blood that stained the wall, his combat boots easily finding grip in the muck. Nothing mattered except the threat at hand- whoever it was, whatever it was, that had killed too many people.

To his left was the next corridor; he had chased the murderer down this way, and he knew that it ended in a dead end, farther down, at Engineering. The only thing he could do is maybe beat uselessly at the mechanical equipment meant for repairing various damaged parts from across the station; most of the doors and machines were locked down, so he couldn't do anything.

Tensing, he thrust his head around the edge of the wall and stared down the corridor, taking it all in a quick glance, before immediately retreating. As expected, four quick gunshots fired out. The rounds impacted harmlessly, inaccurately, across the wall opposite of the hallway, having aimed poorly at his peeking head.

One man. Handgun. Based on the sound, it was a PP360, a more civilian weapon design, commonly known as a PDW- Personal Defense Weapon.

He turned to look at the last man standing, besides himself- soundless in his graphene ribbon-reinforced carbon-nanotube jumpsuit (which would stop a standard caliber round, or an energy round), he raised his hand and signaled to him- prepare, throw item, flashbang, wait for detonation, assault rush.

The other man nodded, and they both unclipped one of the small salt-shaker-sized flashbang grenades off their belts. Nodding at each other to confirm their readiness, James Darling and his companion pulled the pin and threw both grenades into the corridor. The grenades smacked into the wall, bounced off, and landed in the middle- hell, Darling could see them. After a moment, they both finished scanning their surroundings, shot up from their groundside positions, and shot towards their target.

Not eight seconds after the grenades had been thrown, there were two thunderous booms, and a great flash of light that very nearly penetrated James Darling's helmet visor, even from around a corner and with a helmet specifically designed against such weapons.

With the grenades detonated, James and his compatriot rushed around, bringing up their automatic energy rifles to bear as they rushed down the hallway, into a cloud of smoke.

[Willy & Hailey] Practically Just Some Pigtail Pullin'

@HaleyTheRandom
der's a post in response
now gimme another!

[Willy & Hailey] Practically Just Some Pigtail Pullin'

Bee snorted, thoroughly amused by her rather obvious commentary.

"Well, Evie, it's happening to both of us. We're developing something, and unless we're simultaneously going insane and not realizing it, I'm quite sure that something is happening. So no, I don't think we're going crazy. Just maybe physics. Or maybe it's quantum physics. According to physics, we shouldn't be able to do this. According to quantum physics, whatever the fuck is possible."

He slipped his phone back into his pocket (shit, now he didn't have any phone access >.>) and drummed his knuckles on the table, a little nervously. Trying to think of... something. He didn't know what he was trying to think of, but he needed to think of something.

"Perhaps we should head back to one our places? Somewhere private, where people might not be watching us? I-I mean, not to, uh, do stuff! But just to test these... powers that we have, now!"

His cheeks had colored at the sudden implication- head somewhere private, pretty girl? He, of course, ducked his head and looked away, taking a sip of his hot chocolate to try and hide his embarrassment.

[Willy & Hailey] Practically Just Some Pigtail Pullin'

@HaleyTheRandom


awesome profpic/sigpick btw
I like the sigpic especially cause i lol'd

[Willy & Hailey] Practically Just Some Pigtail Pullin'

@HaleyTheRandom
whaaaaaaat?

The Mad Dragon's Quest [Cynder && WilsonTurner]

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Maybe you're just finding the wrong kind of friends then. And most of my friends can drive, fly, have their own jobs and so on. When they said meeting your online friends as you get older is easier, they weren't kidding. It very much is.

German's fun, but a little tricky. My current school doesn't have it or else I'd be in it.

@Cynder

Yeah.
Most of my friends are around my age. Not much freedom in this age group, you know? I mean, I can drive- I've driven up to three hours in a row, and I drive at least 40 minutes every day, and in every weather condition, but it seems most of my friends can't ._.

Anyhow.
Yeah, maybe I'll look into German when I'm in college. It'd be pretty cool to speak a foreign language, ya know?

Also- a post anytime soon?