Xandrya

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

I'm 5'0 and wouldn't date anyone under 6 ft. I mean, I wouldn't go around with a tape measure, but you get the picture.

Everyone's got their standards, whether that's just one or many.

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

Despite the annoying break within some words, Amy was instantly relieved when she heard Grayson's voice. She got to her feet, rushing to the source of light to hopefully get a better signal.

"Grayson, we need immediate evacuation down here," she said in a deliberate tone, attempting to get the message across as clearly as possible. "Arex is dead...he was KIA. One of Sol's minions got the upper hand but I managed to kill her. Can you please get some people down here? I can't—he's heavy, I can't move him on my own."

Amy waited for a moment to hear any sort of reply. She turned around to look at Arex's corpse, a faint wave of sadness washing over her. She walked over to where he lay.

You just had to die on us, didn't you?

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

@Banana@Crossfire

His name is Spartacus. I went to the vet yesterday and got him some medication. Fingers crossed!

The Patron Saints || A Unique Superhero RP

@Aphelion

No worries! I just thought you were disinterested. I'll have something very soon, weekend and all was hectic and my hedgehog is sick too on top of that.

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

I'll have a post up soon! My hedgehog is very sick and I've been running back and forth a lot these past few days.

Bastion: The Last Tank Crew

This might be a bit of a problem...

Hana was leaning forward on her chair, her chin resting on the back of her hand as she quietly observed the group of people off in the distance from the safety of the tank. With her free hand, Hana messed with one of the knobs on her dash until the most clear image coming in from the sights alerted her to the fact that although those people may not be dangerous, they were certainly armed.

Lovely, as if we needed to worry about drifters right now...

Before Hana could gather her thoughts, Drake communicated his plan to the team. It was a good thing he was on top of his game, and she had to admit she couldn't have come up with a better plan herself. Once he gave her the order, Hana donned her black, kevlar jacket which was hanging from the back of her stationary chair. The jacket had both front and back plates, as well as shoulder and elbow protection. The remaining exposed areas were made of a protective layer of fabric which shielded her from smaller bullets as well as knife attacks. Luckily for Hana, she had yet to put the strength of the garment to the test, but maybe she would soon find out...

"Smokey, a quick hand please?" Hana moved around behind her chair to where the tank's "hidden treasure" lay. The feeder was loaded and ready to go, but she wanted to get the standby ammunition ready in case they had to engage. Besides, once the first round goes off, no one's really certain just who's going to be near enough to hear it.

Experiment-200: KILL_OR_BE_KILLED (Always open)

Olivia Pierce

Name: Olivia Pierce

Age: 31

Sex: Female

Appearance: Approximately 5'3 and just under 125 lbs. Olivia has black hair, green eyes, and light skin. She has a tongue piercing and a tattoo of a rose on her left shoulder blade. Click for image.

Clothing: A black, long sleeve shirt, dark-blue jeans, and a pair of converse.

Personality: A quiet, calculating thinker. Prefers to be the listener rather than the conversation starter.

Strengths: Running, whether that's long distance or sprinting. Somewhat skilled in self-defense.

Background: Ever since she was little, Olivia has loved to cook. She's a sous chef, working at an upscale restaurant with one of her life-long friends who happens to be a manager there. While she's in the kitchen, Olivia is unusually quiet and only interacts with the staff when she needs to. At home, Olivia lives by herself in a quiet one bedroom apartment. She doesn't have any pets and prefers to spend her weeknights watching a movie if she's not in the gym. Olivia likes to go out on the weekends, however, and more often than not she'll end up at one of the local pubs in town.

Experiment-200: KILL_OR_BE_KILLED (Always open)

Name: Olivia Pierce

Age: 31

Sex: Female

Appearance: Approximately 5'3 and just under 125 lbs. Olivia has black hair, green eyes, and light skin. She has a tongue piercing and a tattoo of a rose on her left shoulder blade. Click for image.

Clothing: A black, long sleeve shirt, dark-blue jeans, and a pair of converse.

Personality: A quiet, calculating thinker. Prefers to be the listener rather than the conversation starter.

Strengths: Running, whether that's long distance or sprinting. Somewhat skilled in self-defense.

Background: Ever since she was little, Olivia has loved to cook. She's a sous chef, working at an upscale restaurant with one of her life-long friends who happens to be a manager there. While she's in the kitchen, Olivia is unusually quiet and only interacts with the staff when she needs to. At home, Olivia lives by herself in a quiet one bedroom apartment. She doesn't have any pets and prefers to spend her weeknights watching a movie if she's not in the gym. Olivia likes to go out on the weekends, however, and more often than not she'll end up at one of the local pubs in town.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

@Dynamo Frokane

Because they're powerful enough to keep negative attention away from them.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Genevieve Marceaux - Strip Mall

@Spiffy@Banana@solokolos

"Well, I'm coming along then. I mean, how can I turn down such an inviting request?"

Genevieve quickly messed with the tousled hair from her wig until it was a bit more tidy. With her black helmet in hand, she followed Gaia into the dark alley. Aside from the regular city noises off in the far background, it was a relatively quiet evening. Much more quiet than what she was used to, but that was probably a good thing anyway.

Noticing that Gaia had fetched a manila envelope, Genevieve waited until she had the chance to look over the contents that were inside before speaking.

"I'll follow you guys, but is there anything specific you need me to do or do I just wing it and help out as needed?" Genevieve asked as both walked back towards the others. "I'm used to working solo so that's why I'm asking."