Xandrya

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

My issue with god could be perfectly summed up in this picture. I mean, it's like she took the words right out of my mouth.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

I missed some good stuff, didn't I?

Experiment-200: KILL_OR_BE_KILLED (Always open)

@Mattchstick

Well, Olivia's actually heading north to the gear store now. She could see the building in the distance from my last post.

Xandrya's First Contest (Match Finished)

Come out, come out, wherever you are...

Rosalie got to the last step and looked inside the room, the signal only getting stronger which indicated that her target was hiding behind the couch. But that didn't matter as she already knew they were there. Rosalie could hear their breathing as well as their fumbling around with various weaponry. Looks like their gear had glitched out just like she had planned after all. Oh well...

She slowly circled around the couch from a distance, her weapon aimed and ready to be fired the instant her opponent made a move if they were to be so foolish as to do anything but immediately surrender.

Experiment-200: KILL_OR_BE_KILLED (Always open)

Jagged breathing and light steps broke through the heavy silence as Olivia slowed to a jog before eventually stopping to catch her breath. She hunched forward with hands on her knees, but nonetheless remaining vigilant toward her surroundings. She was someone's target, as was the case for everyone else, yet it killed her that she didn't know who was going to make an attempt against her life...hopefully failing, but nonetheless making the attempt. The thought alone was dreadfully frightening, but contemplating the bizarre position they'd been put in was a huge mistake. Time was of essence, and she couldn't afford to waste any of it.

Off in the distance, Olivia noticed the structure that had caught her attention earlier. Now that she had a closer look, the building appeared to be a store, or maybe a factory. But she wouldn't play any guessing games. Once more, Olivia took off in that direction despite the terrible cramps on her side.

The Patron Saints || A Unique Superhero RP

Denise gave her roommate an appreciative half-smile before grabbing the burger and taking a bite. It was good. Even better than she was expecting. The poor girl was so used to satisfying her late-night cravings with shitty junk food that she'd almost forgotten how simple it was to cook up something fulfilling. Not that it was healthy by any means, but it was better than she was used to.

"Hm, this is good," she replied with a nod of approval as she covered her mouth with the back of her hand. Swallowing her first bite, she entertained Faye's idea about taking on Max.

"Honestly, I don't want to drag you into this. I mean, you have nothing to do with it and bringing you into my mess would be extremely selfish of me. He's a dangerous guy, Faye. I mean, Max is extremely unpredictable, and he would kill you in an instant if it meant he could prove a point against me. Not that I have any idea on how we'd get to that point, but nonetheless it's in his nature, that's just the way he is."

Denise took another bite, contemplating her own words.

"I mean, I'm not dissuading you in any way, but I haven't seen him in quite some time. I don't know how powerful he could be," she shrugged, looking at her half-eaten burger.

@Aphelion

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Genevieve Marceaux - Strip Mall

@Spiffy[@Banana]@solokolos

Genevieve slowly brought her bike to a halt, parking it behind their car. She leaned all her weight on her left foot, watching as the others got out of the car. Guess it was showtime.

As the others started to gear up, Genevieve did the same. She removed her helmet before clipping it securely to the bike. She then grabbed her aviators and put them on, the small gadget softly highlighting Judah and the others. The last item on her list was one of her guns, a Walther CCP. Genevieve reached into one of the small compartments on the side of her bike and pulled out a clip-on holster with the gun already secured in it. Her heart started to beat just a little bit faster, but her nerves were partly due to the fact that her life would in some extent be in the hands of this new group she'd just met.

"Let's do this, shall we?" she said, walking towards them.

Xandrya's First Contest (Match Finished)

Alright, it's done.

Xandrya's First Contest (Match Finished)

@Dynamo Frokane

I'll have it done tomorrow!

Xandrya's First Contest (Match Finished)

@Dynamo Frokane

Yes. Sorry, should have worded that a tad better.