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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 15:47:47 GMT -5
no, Alistair, Lee, Arabella, and Athakra introduced themselves
The immortal who is bringing in all the Broken, has brought two more to the table
And Arabella and Lee are panicking about not being able to find their guns (they use some strong language just as a warning if you decide to read my last post. It is censored lol)
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Post by Jaica on Feb 23, 2017 15:51:12 GMT -5
(Okay cool! I'll just say Erin has been sitting around keeping to himself during all that lol)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 23, 2017 15:53:08 GMT -5
After being led outside to the table, Chase had taken a seat and was simply listening to the conversations of the others. He stayed completely silent and sat back in his chair. He figured he might not need to know any of these strange people, and so he wouldn't try to make a conversation with them. Unless someone spoke to him of course then he'd speak back, but even then... He really did have some trust issues.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 23, 2017 15:54:26 GMT -5
(Hello everyone!)
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Post by Jaica on Feb 23, 2017 15:55:17 GMT -5
(Hey cloud!)
As Erin sat silently trying to keep to himself, everyone seemed to be pouring into the room, he wanted to talk and try to see if anyone had knew what was going on but considering every time someone came in they were promised the same thing he was, he figured that everyone knew about the same amount. He sighed and slouched in his seat and begun to stare down at his feet
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 15:59:19 GMT -5
Lee stood up from his seat swiftly after starting to put two and two together. He began to pace up and down the side of the long table he sat at, but stayed relatively close to Arabella. "My God this is so f*****." He muttered to himself, and put a hand to his chin as he thought about it. He picked his head up and stared at the others of the table " has anyone else had items confiscated that they know they had on them before coming here?" His blue eyes gazed around the table, landing on several people. They were all suspicious in his opinion, but he was going to try and not make it seem like he was picking on one person out of the others.
{Sorry it's short >.< gross lol}
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Post by πβππ π£π on Feb 23, 2017 15:59:19 GMT -5
OOC Back! I'll add them Bris, I was also thinking of adding another immortal to be like...the actual leader like person.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 23, 2017 16:16:18 GMT -5
Chase had opened yid mouth to have a go at his language but closed it again, thinking that it might not be a good idea to make someone like that angry. He tilted his head and begun to check his pockets to see if he still had his items. No, his knife wasn't of his belt and his gun wasn't in his holster. Oh well that's just great isn't it! "Yes." He said simply, looking over at the stranger.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 16:21:33 GMT -5
Arabella looked up at Lee in an expectant sort of way, as if he had the answers. Although Lee was smart, he didn't know everything. He knew a lot of things but this isn't one of them. Lee ran a hand through his hair several times, in both an attempt to organize it and help him think since she stopped pacing. He was one of those people who used certain actions to help him think. Lee looked at the man who had spoken up with raised eyebrows out of surprise. "What are you missing?" He inquired, trying to keep his tone level. He shouldn't be stressing out about his gun as much as he is, but it was his only real defense against the outside world. Same for Arabella. At least, that was the case anyway. Now, not so much. But that didn't matter, he wanted his gun back, that costs a lot of money. And it was probably his most expensive possession.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 16:32:23 GMT -5
(I return. Many thanks, Smores, I think a leader would be quite useful!)
Athakra checked his pockets to see if anything was missing.. But he made a habit to keep his person empty, so he wasn't surprised when he found he had nothing with him. He remained silent, observing the angrier pair of people.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 23, 2017 16:33:59 GMT -5
Chase closed his eyes for a moment in annoyance and let out a quiet sigh. Did he have to tell the person? He supposed it might be helpful, and he wasn't going to fight the guy, at least hopefully he wasn't. "It seems it only my weapons, cause I have everything else. Though I'm missing my Makarov and my knife." He explained to the man, keeping eye contact. He wasn't taking any chances, and he had to do his best to let the guy he wasn't someone to mess with. He didn't want him to try anything.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Feb 23, 2017 16:37:01 GMT -5
OOC Yeah same, I'll get to making his form soon.
IC Alistair had only had very little before coming here, but he checked all the same, pulling out a small picture and some loose cash from his pocket. "No, my stuff is still here...though of course, I never had any weapons on me..." he added in a slightly judgmental tone as he looked over to the others, slipping the money back and taking a moment to look at the picture. He gave it a small smile before sliding it back too. "Maybe the people here only compensated weapons," he suggested, figuring that made a lot more sense than these people simply taking their belongings.
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Post by Starberry on Feb 23, 2017 16:55:46 GMT -5
(This sounds interesting, I'll post a joining form in a sec
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 17:00:17 GMT -5
(Welcome, Starberry! We look forward to your presence, friend.)
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Post by πβππ π£π on Feb 23, 2017 17:00:45 GMT -5
OOC Hey Leafy!
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 17:10:08 GMT -5
Lee looked down at the ground again, brows still furrowed, eyes closed, and finger slowly in circular motions as if it would make his brain work faster. "I'm missing my Glock...so's Taylor..." He muttered under his breath before looking up at the others. "It could mean couple things, though what I would think are the most likely possibilities would have to be one of these: they do it for security measures to make sure we don't hurt anyone who shouldn't be. Or they think we'll fight back, and want to enable us useless. Although, that's only a theory. Unless...someone has a better idea?" He raised an eyebrow expectantly as he looked around at the members of the table, mainly Arabella since he knew her the most. And the gentleman who was missing his weapons as well, he seemed to be keeping an eye on Lee. As if Lee needed to be watched after. He obviously didn't realize how analytical Lee was, Lee never draws first, he tries to find a way both of them could get out of there alive. Perhaps that's what made him a not so useful fighter in Cobra's eyes. He must only keep him around because Arabella made him, and his intelligence.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 17:16:04 GMT -5
"I can only assume they took your weapons for the purpose of security. As far as I've seen, there's nothing here worth fighting back against. So, unless you expect a fight anytime soon, I'd put away your worries about your weapons." Athakra tried his best to remain calm, but a hint of annoyance slipped into several words. Considering his refusal to depend on anything but himself, he found peoples' attachments to objects, especially weapons, to be frivolous.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 17:22:20 GMT -5
Lee felt himself go a little red at the man's comment, but obviously he was thinking through whag to say too much. Like usual. However, this was where Arabella decided to step in and shot Athakra a slightly rude look for his comment. No one messes with Lee, except her of course. "How the hell would you know? How long have you been concious in this place to know if there is any hidden danger?" She kept her jaw clenched in an attempt to not say anything in an even worse tone. Arabella felt Lee's gaze bore into her back as she said what she did, obviously a command to shut up and not make tensions worse. So she sat back in her seat, unlike how she was leaning forward as she spoke and let out an annoyed sigh as if not ready to give up the argument.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 17:25:29 GMT -5
"Call it instincts. If they wanted to hurt us, they would've done so already." Athakra stared at the girl, Taylor, intensely and with a deep frown. After several seconds, he relaxed and his lip curled into a small smile, still looking at her.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Feb 23, 2017 17:26:32 GMT -5
OOC His form is not yet made but here he is.
IC "But we don't have everyone seated yet! They aren't ready-"
"Callistra, I understand what you're saying, however I think there's enough to start. Go wait for the others, I'll handle this lot now."
The voices just outside the door stopped and footsteps could be heard fading away, and then the door opened and a man, at least six feet tall, walked outside. He was dressed in nice, clearly expensive blue and golden robes, he looked to be in his mid twenties and had a sort of air of wisdom around him. His skin was an olive tone, eyes a really dark red brown, and his hair, an auburn color, which was pulled back into a decently sized ponytail. He looked over at the table and walked over. "Greetings descendants, I'm sure you have plenty of questions, which I plan to answer them all, if I can, please, eat, I know you all must be hungry. I promise the food is still warm, we can discuss everything over dinner," he explained and Alistair had to admit, he was pretty wary of this guy, but he stayed quiet to simply be an observer for now.
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Post by Starberry on Feb 23, 2017 17:27:21 GMT -5
Anthony Carter- Boy - 24 - descendant of vampire \\Pale skinned with black hair which he usually doesn't bother combing, so it's usually sticking out in all different directions. He has black eyes that seem to almost always be slightly angry. He is the average height for his age, 24, and he has a small necklace around his neck that has been passed from generation to generation in the family. Of course, he has sharp canines//He is short-tempered, with little patience for anything, and finds it hard to trust anyone, as he is usually suspicious. He can't think without something small in his hand. If you offend him, which isn't hard, he probably won't forgive you until after a long time, even if it's something small. If he sees it as very big, he might even try to hurt or kill you.\\Can shape shift into a bat, but burns in the sunlight. Can be killed, but he can live for many centuries.// Starberry
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Post by Starberry on Feb 23, 2017 17:28:27 GMT -5
(Thanks bristle!) (Hi smore!)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 17:30:52 GMT -5
Arabella already had a refute on the tip of her tongue, and when she opened her mouth to say something, Lee interrupted. "That's debatable." He said simply to the man, his tone much more even than Arabella's. Which wasn't unusual. He was normally more calm than she was, and for her to lash out wasn't a surprise to him, although, it wasn't safe to do so around strangers. Not in a place such as this. Arabella raised an eyebrow at the man, arms crossed over her chest. A challenging look in her eyes as he smiled. "What are you Smiling at?" She asked, almost as if it was a rhetorical question, but according to her tone, that wasn't the case. It almost sounded like a genuine question. Lee was right to not start anything, Arabella wasn't going to ruin that for him. Both of their attentions were brought back to the enterance of the house they were in moments ago when they saw two people come outside this time. Lee went back to his seat quickly, as to not draw attention to himself, and Arabella seemed to get the idea too and focused herself on what they were saying. At the mention of food, she felt her stomach growl, however, she wasn't going to just accept it yet. She raised her voice to be heard by everyone. "How the hell do you know us? And why the f*** are we here?" Her tone was bored, as if she didn't care she was here, there, or dead.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 17:31:58 GMT -5
hold up, let me adjust my post lol
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 17:33:07 GMT -5
(Thanks bristle!) (Hi smore!) Your form looks good, but the characters are between the ages of 20-30 if you are one of the Broken
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Post by πβππ π£π on Feb 23, 2017 17:33:25 GMT -5
OOC Kay Leafy, the only thing is that the characters have to be 20-30 for ages.
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Post by bristlebone on Feb 23, 2017 17:36:32 GMT -5
(I gotta go get coffee for some friends, I'll be as quick as I can!)
"What do you think I'm smiling at? We've all been seemingly kidnapped, belongings taken, and we're with a bunch of strangers. But your temper seems so strong, despite all of it. I like it." His smile widening, Athakra turned his gaze from Taylor to Lee. Both of these people seemed like the kind of people he could get along with. He was worried to show his anger in front of others, but these two weren't.. So what was stopping him?
(Aight, back soon.)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 17:36:59 GMT -5
edited my post
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Post by Starberry on Feb 23, 2017 17:39:45 GMT -5
(Whoops, thanks for telling me you two! I'll edit that once second...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 17:43:01 GMT -5
looks good! Smore will add you soon
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