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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 14:10:46 GMT -5
(I skipped my one class today because I'm a responsible person. But now I'm here, probably for a while.
Where were we, exactly?)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 14:11:48 GMT -5
no where new. Just posted a starter for my characters. But besides that that's the only roleplaying we've done
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:12:33 GMT -5
OOC Hey Bris! Well currently I think Callistra is just gathering up the Broken to explain shiz and stuff, I think most people are already outside at the table set out. I've got Alistair there if you wanna roleplay.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 14:14:46 GMT -5
Athakra blankly stared down at the table, trying to ignore the strangers around him. He maintained a frown, and avoided any sort of eye contact where he could.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:15:19 GMT -5
OOC Speaking of which...
IC Callistra had gathered together most of the currently awake descendants and went to find the others, the first she spotted were Lee and Arabella, in which she gave a bright smile. "Well hey! Look at that, most everyone is up and that's perfect. How about you two come with me outside and we can explain everything to you, sound good? Oh I'm Callistra, by the way, the others are already outside and waiting, so come on!" She said as she started back to the door in which she had lead the others out, once again whacking into it. "Oomph...I really gotta remember that the door is closer than I think..." Callistra muttered to herself, forcing the dooor open and waiting for the next two to follow her on outside.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:23:14 GMT -5
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IC Alistair had this sort of, inkling of a feeling that he should probably say something, since the people at the table had fallen into rather uncomfortable silence, but he held back and instead looked at the place set in front of him, apparently they were waiting for the others to wake up too...which of course made the man wonder exactly how many people these kidnappers took.
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Post by ღℳ𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓼𝓽𝓻𝒆𝓪𝓶ღ on Feb 23, 2017 14:25:41 GMT -5
I edited it.)
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 14:27:14 GMT -5
The discomfort in the silence finally overcame Athakra's angry resolve to evade contact. "..Hey. You." Athakra looked in Alistair's direction, looking past him to avoid eye contact. "Do you know where we are? What's going on?"
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:28:19 GMT -5
OOC Awesome Mint, I'll add them all. :3
Also I'll reply as soon as I add Mint's characters, Bris.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 14:34:04 GMT -5
Arabella had turned her attention to another woman standing on the other side of the room. She looked fairly young. Around their age actually, and appeared to be dressed in finer clothes than Arabella could probably afford. Of course that would be understandable if she lived here. She was in on this obviously, the way she spoke to the both of them as if this was voluntary. Arabella took a step forward and narrowed her eyes in suspicion at the girl. "Why would we-" She was cut off too soon by Lee who had come from behind and put a hand over her mouth to shut her up. Obviously if they were to get out of here, it wouldn't be through fighting. Not yet anyway. They needed to know what this place was and why they were here. Once that was figured out they can start developing a plan, but until then, Arabella would have to keep her mouth shut. She normally was like this. She was a loose cannon, but she was also good with analyzing things. Quite the oxymoron of personalities if you asked anyone who knew her. "Thank you." Lee said to the girl, his face expressionless until he looked down at Bella and clenched his jaw. His tone changed to something more similar to a warning towards his friend. "We'll be doing that now." His hand tingled when she groaned out of annoyance for a response from behind his hand. However, she stayed silent after Lee removed his hand and followed, reluctantly at first, out the door she opened for them. Lee being Lee, thanked her, while Arabella said nothing. It was hard to miss the table that she was talking about, and there were plenty of other there. Well, what Arabella and Lee considered to be too many people. Neither of them liked strangers or groups of them. So, they sat down next to one another in a more empty part of the table.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:35:00 GMT -5
OOC You've been added Mint!
IC Alistair jumped in surprise when someone started to talk to him, though he got over it quickly and offered a small smile. "Oh, no. Sorry, I really don't know anything, I just woke up here, and I'm not really sure what's going on, sorry," he apologized, like it was somehow his own fault for not knowing what was going on. He was under a bit of stress right now and just trying to stop himself from panicking or something like that.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:39:32 GMT -5
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IC Callistra followed them out, clasping her hands together forca moment before she quietly began to count, pointing at each ad she did so. "One, two, three, four, five, six...six. Hmm, still missing a few, okay well that's fine," she mumbled to herself, sort of forgetting to actually talk to the people there as she started to head back inside to gather the others, this time around being very careful to stay away from the door. She did not need another face plant into the door, thank you very much. Then, just like that, Callistra had once again disappeared inside the tall, tower like building, leaving just the six of them outside, seated at the table, on a nice, smooth, rock balcony that stretched out over a small cliff.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 14:41:32 GMT -5
Athakra grumbled to himself, his gaze retreating back to the table, and his concerns back into his mind. He ignored Callistra, failing to notice her sudden disappearance. But when he noticed two more strangers join them at the table, he couldn't help but let the smallest of smiles creep into his lips. To no one in particular, he announced, "My name is Athakra Volke."
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:47:59 GMT -5
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IC Oh, they were introducing themselves. Alistair could work with that. He offered the others a small smile, bringing a hand up to sort of awkwardly wave at them. Geez this guy was the embodiment of socially awkward. "Alistair-that's me, I'm Alistair Vecktombordra," he introduced, lowering his hand back down to place it neatly in his lap. Honestly these people didn't look any better off than he did, and he knew judging people by appearances was bad...but, why on earth did that Call-something girl and whoever else, bent a bunch of low lives here? And yes, low lives included him. Alistair knew what he was, there wasn't any use in denying it. He was homeless for crying out loud. Homeless, jobless, filthy...he could go on.
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Post by ღℳ𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓼𝓽𝓻𝒆𝓪𝓶ღ on Feb 23, 2017 14:48:14 GMT -5
Thanks!)
Lisa woke up and leaped to her feet, looking around the room. She felt had a feeling, all of a sudden. She wanted to change shape for some reason but, she knew that humans don't change shape. So why did she feel the way. She opened the door and crept along the hallways until she saw a table with people. For some reason, she felt the urge to growl.
Silvy awoke slowly and opened her eyes, wanting more sleep. She closed her eyes and they quickly opened when she saw that she wasn't in her room. She stood up and opened the door, fearing the she was kidnapped. She ended up standing in the room of people and yelled with rage.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" She placed her hand on her necklace, the only thing from her mother, she had.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 14:50:55 GMT -5
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IC Callistra jumped a little. "Oh good, two more are awake. I'm Callistra and if you two would follow me outside, I can show you to the others and then we only have to wait for a few more to wake up and we can start explaining everything," she promised, happy to see that more had awoken, this would be good. Now they were really only a few short and it shouldn't take long for them to get up. Though really Callistra didn't know where the other immortals are...maybe she scheduled the wrong time for them to show up? Maybe they were hiding from her. It's hard to say.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 14:52:06 GMT -5
Arabella heard quite clearly the introduction made by one of the members at the table, though she wasn't feeling up to making introductions at the moment. It made sense in her mind. She didn't know these people and there's no need that she was aware of for them to know her, plus, she was pissed off as it is. Lee however, seemed to have the opposite attitude the situation and gave the man a weak smile before introducing himself. "I should probably introduce myself as well." He cleared his throat, "I'm Lee. Lee Everett." He turned motioned to Arabella next to him before speaking to the crowd or the man who introduced himself first, "and this is-" Arabella had cut Lee off and shot him a glare, she didn't want these creeps to know her name but Lee, though hesitant, continued anyway, "And this is Arabella. Though, everyone calls her Taylor." He didn't explain that that was her last name. She was already mad at him as it is. But Lee assumed this would help them in the long run, no matter what Arabella thought.
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Post by ღℳ𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓼𝓽𝓻𝒆𝓪𝓶ღ on Feb 23, 2017 14:54:37 GMT -5
Lisa followed her, reluctantly.
Silvy narrowed her eyes but, followed, her eyes on alert.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 15:00:42 GMT -5
"Lee, Alistair.. Taylor. It's.. Nice to meet you." Athakra struggled to get the words out, attempting to break free from his natural social tendency to be isolated.
Andromeda - Female - age - Immortal Descendant of Banshee \\ Andromeda looks as cold as the galaxy for which she was named. Her piercing green eyes complement her wavy, navy blue hair that reached down to her waist. She stands at 5'7, the shape of her skinny body most resembling a stick, always perfectly perpendicular with the ground. // Andromeda is the kind of person to hide her emotions well. Sometimes, she hides them well enough to create doubt that she even had them; in this way, she often comes off as spiteful and full of hatred. In truth.. Well, she more or less is spiteful and full of hatred. She believes truly in her heart that it isn't possible for someone to match her expectations, and she makes sure that everybody knows this. \\ Andromeda's fully developed powers allow her to create a deafening vocal pitch. It has multiple levels, ranging from being able to temporarily disrupt someone's hearing, to interacting with sound waves in the air, to actually destroying objects. // Bristlebone
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 15:01:08 GMT -5
lmao, my replies are progressively getting shorter >.<
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 15:10:11 GMT -5
Arabella and Lee both came to the conclusion that the others didn't like crowds either. It was obvious from the wavering of their voices, hushed tones, hesitations, and stumbling over the words. There wasn't anything wrong with it specifically, it was just...obvious. No matter if these people were shy of not though, Arabella wanted to have her gun on her. You never know what might happen, as people were unpredictable. Especially considering they were all kidnapped and brought here. Well, assumingly anyway. She reached around behind her, and felt for her Glock 43, but her face went pale when it wasn't there, and she immediately went tense. "Where the f*** did you put my gun Lee?" She raised a suspicious eyebrow at him. Lee looked at her with disbelief on his face, "Why the hell would I have your gun? I thought you had mine..." His voice steadily grew quieter as he furrowed his eyebrows together, attempting to piece together why neither of them had their guns with them. "Do you think Cobra took em before we went to bed? Or...these people might have taken them..." He didn't mean those at the table but perhaps the people who brought them here
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Feb 23, 2017 15:11:29 GMT -5
OOC Gotta poof to walk the dog.
Also Bris, immortals aren't really descendants, sadly, they have their own thing going on. But if you can somehow work out so that she is both, I'd love to hear it once I get back.
IC Callistra lead the other two outside and stretched her hand out to the table. "Please go sit down, we will be able to start shortly, at least I hope so, I'm not entirely sure, myself," she confessed before walking back inside leaving the descendants once again, alone. Alistair looked over to see the two new girls and gave a small smile and a wave. This was getting to be too many people too fast, but somehow, he was managing. Though to be frank, he was also really curious as to what was going on. Because he had no clue, himself.
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Post by Jaica on Feb 23, 2017 15:13:50 GMT -5
(Here again lol)
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 15:15:54 GMT -5
(Ah! I see. I can deal with that. I'll just keep the banshee thing for later.)
Athakra stood up and walked to the edge of the balcony, looking out on the land beyond the building. "Looks like we're pretty high up.." He returned to the table and sat down silently, lowering his gaze again.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 15:23:56 GMT -5
Andromeda - Female - age - (Villain) Descendant of Banshee \\ Andromeda looks as cold as the galaxy for which she was named. Her piercing green eyes complement her wavy, navy blue hair that reached down to her waist. She stands at 5'7, the shape of her skinny body most resembling a stick, always perfectly perpendicular with the ground. // Andromeda is the kind of person to hide her emotions well. Sometimes, she hides them well enough to create doubt that she even had them; in this way, she often comes off as spiteful and full of hatred. In truth.. Well, she more or less is spiteful and full of hatred. She believes truly in her heart that it isn't possible for someone to match her expectations, and she makes sure that everybody knows this. \\ Andromeda's fully developed powers allow her to create a deafening vocal pitch. It has multiple levels, ranging from being able to temporarily disrupt someone's hearing, to interacting with sound waves in the air, to actually destroying objects. // Bristlebone
Bospher - Male - Immortal \\ Bospher's small figure makes his 5'9 height look even more meager. He doesn't possess many muscles, or really anything worthy of notice on the outside, except for his eyes, a deep blue that seem to hold an impossible amount of passion. He's always smiling, showing a toothy white grin. His head is barren of hair, but if he grew it out, it would be silvery grey like the color of the full goatee he sports on his chin. // Above all else, Bospher cares for others. He would put anyone else before him, friend or foe, and he does so in a way that makes him maintain a sense of security. Every word he hears makes a difference in his mind, and he'll often spend hours at a time debating his next words and courses of action. \\ Bospher's immortal status grants him empathic abilities, as well as the ability to inflict emotions on others. He has very rarely used this ability in a negative way, but in his devout loyalty to those who he cares about most, he would not avoid its use. // Bristlebone
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 15:28:30 GMT -5
looks good. Just make sure to not op
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 15:29:54 GMT -5
(Indeed, I'm always wary of that. I'm trying to follow S'more's lead in the whole immortal thing, I'm not 100% sure how to work with them yet.)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 15:38:27 GMT -5
you're good! Smore will guide you through it I'm sure. Anyway, I'll try to work up a reply for you
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 15:40:23 GMT -5
(Actually, I may be gone for a little bit. I've got to go pick something up from the post office so it might be a little bit. Until then just pretend like Athakra has gone silent, but is still listening along and such.)
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Post by Jaica on Feb 23, 2017 15:44:01 GMT -5
(So what did I miss? I wasn't gone for long so I'm assuming not much?)
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