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Raindale University For Witches [+18]

@Allycat Yes! I am still interested. I've just been distracted. I can get a CS up by the day after tomorrow. Probably. If I can't, I'll tell you, but my intention is to do so.

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

Reno took another long drag from his cigarette. "Sometimes I wonder what your ROLE in all of this is. What any of our roles are. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be ANTAGONISTIC. It's hard to tell if any of us are still SANE. But you better me careful, this ain't no story book, and you certainly ain't no PROTAGONIST. Whoever killed Jerry is the SCUM of the Earth. But what do I know, I ain't no COP. You certainly ain't no crook, no MAFIA. So everyone should just chill out. Cool their heads. You know what killed the dinosaurs? THE ICE AGE"

I don't know where i'm going with this

@Marrok I just love the using meta terms cleverly In Character. That tickled me

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Dareen Kahina

Dareen caught the ale and returned her gaze the rest of the room, now taking occasional sips from the drink. Mug was a bit dirty, wasn't it? Didn't matter. Get what you pay for. As she faced away from the counter and scanned the room, her free hand's index finger slowly traced the markings on her thigh, her fingertip running across the cloth of her pantleg. She let her thoughts wander for a little bit, and was just beginning to let her guard down. The hulking armored figure next to her seemed to not mind- though generally people like him were in league with the Queen in Dareen's experience. Still, no reason to start causing trouble.

The bartender and the hulking figure were speaking Eryien, talking in hushed tones. Something personal, probably. Or something mischevious. Perhaps cooking up some nefarious plot. It was hard to tell. Still, it hardly relaxed her. Speaking common was a courtesy in a public place of business- especially one where travellers often met.

Hypocrite, Dareen chastised herself. You of all people have no reason to complain of courtesy. How many people did you kill, without even being sure as to why? Did you give them common courtesy? Her eyes unfocused as she became absorbed in her brooding. Frustrated with herself, she leaned her arm back and set the tankard back on the counter. Unfortunately, distracted as she was, she misplaced the cup- it was less than half on the counter when she let go. Thus, it tipped off the wooden top and clattered to the floor, sending the alocohol this way in that and staining the wood.

"Oops." Dareen said blandly, concealing the turmoil underneath. Cooly as possible, she asked the bartender for a clothe. She grabbed the tankard and set it up on the counter, now almost completely empty. At least it gave her something else to think about. Now she could go back to worrying about her surroundings, rather than what loomed inside her.

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

Lauren C. Watson

Lauren nervously ran her fingers through her brown hair and down her face. Sitting at the cafeteria table, her knee was bouncing up and down as she tapped her heel against the tiled floor. The mechanical engineer was clearly very tense. She wanted to grieve over the loss of Jerry, but it was clear from te atmosphere of the entire base that there wasn't time. Not yet, anyway. For Jerry was evidently murdered. "God help us..."

The brunette whispered under her breath. Gripped in her right hand was a steaming cup instant-coffee, and when the video ended she dropped her gaze and made eye contact with herself in it's dark, murky reflection. The woman staring back at her from her coffee was, apparently, the only person she could trust.

Lauren had seen the body during the commotion, and she couldn't get the sight of Jerry like that out of her head.

Looking up from her coffee, she listened fully to what Reno was saying, and the normally innocuous question had a weighty, terrible implication. She grimaced and looked away, and her gaze fell onto Niels. Trying to break the almost immediate tension in the conversation, she tried to say something positive. What came out was a feeble, desperate, evidencelss claim of Niels' innocence. Somehow, saying Niels wasn't a murderer meant April must be good, too.

"Niels was...I saw you yesterday evening, right Niels? We talked for a little bit. You went into your room to bed down for the night. You weren't..." The murderer. That's what Lauren stopped herself from saying. Because that still was impossible. Despite all the evidence, it seemed impossible that they were in this situation.

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

oh, man. i'm loving this so far. Didn't expect to get a cool set up like that, lol. I love the in universe explanation for why it gets dark at night time

Raindale University For Witches [+18]

Working on a CS. Will get it up, soon!

The Umbrella Academy: Hunt for the 36

Just to make sure there are no loose ends on my part, I don't think I'm going to be able to efficiently participate in this RP, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to withdraw. Good luck, everyone! This RP looks pretty sick so I hope it goes well.

Raindale University For Witches [+18]

I don't know about you guys but I am planning on doing deeds our Dark Lord. All hail.

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

aaahhh come on. six whole days? no response to final day mention? we had to of thought you dropped! boooo.

well hopefully we get to do a second round or something. Especially for whichever one of us dies first, lol.

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anyway, when are we going to start?

Cold Front: Antarctica (Completed)

I have a question! What's that black box for?