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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 19, 2016 22:40:29 GMT -5
(Hi)
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Iceblossom
Talk to me about Star Wars, the First Order, and Bucky Barnes.
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Post by Iceblossom on Aug 19, 2016 22:48:56 GMT -5
((If nobody's able to talk then I'll wait until there's a chance to jump in, but if anyone is looking for someone to chat with let me know or tag me in a reply.))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Aug 19, 2016 22:51:27 GMT -5
((Okay, I should probably actually start roleplaying here, shouldn't I?))
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Iceblossom
Talk to me about Star Wars, the First Order, and Bucky Barnes.
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Post by Iceblossom on Aug 19, 2016 23:00:56 GMT -5
((Aneira is looking for a start, so if you want to we can have our characters hang out.))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Aug 19, 2016 23:01:51 GMT -5
((Sure, could you start though? I'm not sure how I'd start with this tbh.))
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Iceblossom
Talk to me about Star Wars, the First Order, and Bucky Barnes.
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Post by Iceblossom on Aug 19, 2016 23:13:29 GMT -5
((Sure!))
Aneira sighed heavily and rolled her shoulders, trying to relax the muscles under the heavy weight of her backpack. Her feet were aching and she had been walking all day, but she had already paused for dinner and there was still a while to go before dark. Each day was just a set number of hours that she could travel and she was going to make damn sure that she got as far from Fort Delta as possible. Her face was still aching from the impact of whatever someone threw - an apple or a baseball, maybe? The deep purple bruise over her cheekbone throbbed, but there was only one instant ice pack left in her bag. It was smarter to save that for later.
A twig snapped in the silence of the woods. Aneira froze and inhaled deeply through her nose. There was something there, but she couldn't quite identify the scent.
"Who's there?" she called out, even her speaking voice feeling like a shout after so long in the silence of the woods.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Aug 19, 2016 23:17:03 GMT -5
The brothers had been walking for days with no luck, and it was safe to say all four of them were a bit on edge because of all that. What with Nikolas threatening to whack Ty and Kai should they not stop arguing, and Norman snarking back over at all three, it was a wonder they hadn't snapped yet. But really, they were all just in a rotten mood, under normal circumstances they would be much more caring to one another.
However as Ty had smelt something, they had all gone quiet, letting him figure out if it was a threat or not since he had the best nose out of the four brothers, however Norman had tripped and stepped on a twig, making it snap under his foot. Which wouldn't have been all that bad if someone hadn't called out to them. The four brothers shared a look.
"...Should we answer?" Kai asked in a quiet voice and Nikolas shook his head, they didn't know the person...it could be dangerous.
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 19, 2016 23:18:53 GMT -5
Todd noticed that the guy was just watching and he began to grow annoyed. Dispelling the illusion, he stood up and lifted his arms over his head, shouting, "What the hell, man? I put in all that work following you for days just to have you stare at me while I pretend to get attacked? Dude, that's not cool. At least give me some money for the show. Or let me give you a proper one." He liked to use his mutation for profit at times but not always did he use them in a bad way. He liked to put on little shows in settlements and he loved the smiles on the faces of people who would pay him for making those smiles. Really in the end it was all for the money.
Todd gestured rudely at the man and stomped over to his jacket, shrugging it on before putting on his backpack. "Don't get robbed by anyone who isn't me, you hear?" Todd shouted angrily before walking off. Oh well, that was a waste of time and effort. It was a teaching moment though, he had to mock fight. It would be useful to use the memories of being beaten up as a kid. Yeah, the little jumping would be difficult and he would have to roll around a bit clutching his arms and ribs. Work in progress, that's what this con was. A work in progress.
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Iceblossom
Talk to me about Star Wars, the First Order, and Bucky Barnes.
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Post by Iceblossom on Aug 19, 2016 23:25:27 GMT -5
((Heads up, I did a quick edit of Aneira's form. I wanted to add a bit about her legs.))
"I know someone's out there! I'm not here to hurt anyone," she called again. As she did, she moved forward as quietly as possible, using her nose as a guide. Better to have the mysterious scent identified than to leave it be and end up with a knife in her back. "Come on out!"
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 19, 2016 23:38:03 GMT -5
Low, raspy, and gruff laughs came from deep within Mikey's throat, taking him by surprise really. He didn't laugh all that often, as nothing really struck him as funny anymore. But this guy, he was funny. Whether intentional or not, he was quite an entertainer. Mikey decided to follow the other, more of a 'get taste of your own medicine' type of thing than most others. But he also wanted to see what this guy was up to, and maybe strike up a conversation. If he could make himself talk for more than a couple sentences anyways.
"How about I don't get robbed at all, hm?" His thick accent warped some of his words, mostly his 'r's, but it stayed intelligible. His accent was a weird feature about him, adding to the rather long list Mikey was sort of proud of. "That sounds like a good idea to me." Mikey said, his tone humorous and light as he easily walked above this guy, glancing downwards at the illusionist. He sort of wanted to drop down and face this guy, but he knew that this illusionist would most likely take the chance to rob Mikey again once he did so. So he didn't. What little he had on him Mikey planned on staying on him for as long as humanly possibly. Or mutantly possible. Depends on how you look at it.
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Post by venus on Aug 20, 2016 1:09:23 GMT -5
/rolls back in sorry i poofed from this for a while :'0 hello
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Post by The Blue Adept on Aug 20, 2016 1:21:41 GMT -5
[ ayyyy bro u fashionably late WELCOME BACK ]
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 20, 2016 1:22:27 GMT -5
The fact the guy he was trying to steal from was following him really messed with Todd. Who in their right mind would follow a mutant with the ability to literally mess with minds. Well this could be entertaining. First, Todd made there be a tree where one hadn't been and making the one right next to it vanish. Out in the wastelands, it was normal to thing you saw something that you didn't so it made his trick easier. It also messed with him, but whatcha going to do?
"You know I'm all out of tricks, right? You can come over and walk next to me like a civilized human." Ha jokes on him, Todd ain't human. Well he had mutations but he was so numb to committing crimes and surviving where he needed to that he didn't feel human. He felt like one of his illusions. He was just a trick, an image that could be wiped out of existence in the blink of an eye. The thought made him break out in a slight sweat and he rubbed the back of his neck. Maybe he was going crazy, talking to his own illusions as if they were real people. It was beginning to take it's toll, really. Well, the faster he gets to his next settlement, the sooner he can get a proper meal, bed, and shelter. He had enough saved to stay somewhere long enough to stay at an inn so that he could get an actual job. Not that that was likely, he would just steal, cheat, and rob like usual.
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Post by venus on Aug 20, 2016 1:23:51 GMT -5
THX AMIGO also check ur skype pls :0 so i have aiden free, cause i still gotta finish visser elliot and cecilia (i dont even have a wip of her form agh)
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Post by John 3:16 on Aug 20, 2016 1:40:03 GMT -5
"Nice one." Mikey said, letting out another gravelly laugh as he hopped down from the trees, and even though he looked at ease he was on alert. This guy was a burglar, and could rob Mikey at any moment. But, Mikey could take him on. Maybe get a couple more scars in the process. He needs to add to his collection. Now that was a weird thought that definitely earned a shove to the back of his mind. Both pairs of his ears twitched as he walked alongside the other, kicking at a stone every couple steps with complete boredom with his worn down shoes. He was wondering what to say exactly, something that he would preferably be able to communicate through gestures. He doesn't do the English very well, so he prefers to use movements and the like.
But nobody gets what he says so Mikey ends up switching to voice anyways.
"So is this all you do?" Mikey said, looking at the stone he was kicking as he spoke. He wondered if this was all that the other did, which was indeed the robbing, following people around like a stalker, and other things along those weird lines. This guy was nefarious, most likely, resorting to crime to get by. If that fact was true, Mikey didn't exactly blame him. It was hard enough getting a job nowadays. Even harder getting housing in the few settlements that were left and that were still active. Not to mention food and drink. That's really why Mikey found it easier to stick to the forest, for the most part cut off from society, because it had all he ever needed. Food, shelter, warmth, everything to stay alive was right there.
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Post by ➳Gʀʏρнοп🌠 on Aug 20, 2016 9:57:34 GMT -5
[ Also Pineapple it means a lot Jaime is now Snake dude bless ]
Even though Jaime should of felt even more uncomfortable with being so close to Armise and the unusual girl, Emma, but he instead took a more protective stance between the two, especially with the overly zealous girl. Glancing down at her, Jaime could of sworn she looked almost excited for the chance of battle. Looking back up, towards her brother as he hissed towards Armise, a mixture of emotions playing across his face that Jaime knew all too well, specially at this moment. Jaime's attention was quickly drawn to Connie as she pulled her pistol out, seeing as she also was trying to steady herself too. He caught her staring back at him though, and when she offered up one of her weak smiles, the first smile he had seen on her face, Jaime couldn't help but drop his serious, stony expression, and in return bowed his head slightly and gave the best reassuring smile his damaged face could. They were going to survive, whether they are forced into a fight or not, Jaime was positive. "I have to agree with Armise, we didn't come here in the first place to pick a fight,"Jaime said, trying to create a little bit more distance between them for Armise's sake. At first, the name Armistice didn't ring any bells, but as Jaime stood there, eyes far away in thought, one bell did happen to ring. Jaime quickly squatted besides him, studying his face with piercing green eyes, more than the plan Armise was drawing in the dirty floor below. He wasn't sure how to feel, because for sure that name should have his guts twisting with boiling spite, and maybe he should be turning on the guy. But, as Jaime finally turned his gaze down towards the plan written out below, Jaime only felt pity, possibly even sympathy. They were all in the same boat, period. As Jaime studied the map, he listened as Jason now, who sounded completely against the idea of Armise being the one to stand alone while the others slipped away, only made Jaime's expression turn grim, gently and silently nodding in agreement "Why don't I distract them?"Jaime asked, expression serious, and tone almost demanding. "You all seem to be stage 1 mutants, so far, and if you say these guys are tough as nails, especially because they're cheating with that riot gear, then maybe it'd be better for another stage 2 mutant to go out," He glanced at the others above him, face unreadable for a couple of minutes, before he looked back down at the plan. "What if you become more than a distraction? Look, the idea to split up isn't bad, could confuse them if I'm riding on the idea they aren't very bright, but,"Jaime's voice faltered, chewing on the little bit of lower lip he had, deep in thought. "I'm not much for fighting, but if your distraction is forced into acting like a soldier for people you don't even know,"Jaime continued, voice more directed towards Armise. "Then why not let the only stage 2 mutant be the stupid one to stay behind, while you all escape,"he finished, standing up with a grunt to full height, now looking at everyone, expression calm. With a quirked and crooked smile, Jaime shrugged and added with a more positive tone, "Things could be worse, could be all alone instead of together up against these monsters."
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Post by Kass the Travelling Minstrel on Aug 20, 2016 14:33:37 GMT -5
Armistice? Connie watched as Jaime thoroughly investigated Armise's appearance. How could he not recognize immediately? Maybe she only could because she hadn't been on the run, still living in Sierra at the time. She was around to hear all the propaganda, listen to all the news stories. How unfitting a nickname it was, she thought bitterly. He didn't look like a killer though, besides the outfit. Unlike Jaime, she wasn't so quick to forgive. However, the situation called for friendliness at the moment. She could threaten him with death for all that he did later. It was only fair, and hey, maybe it'd even be a bit therapeutic.
As for his former remark, Connie raised an eyebrow at Armise. "Best damn shot in the west," she quipped confidently, cocking the firearm. It certainly wasn't a lie. Constance had won every contest in Sierra, a "shot like no other" they had said, and she had a sneaking suspicion they found her more impressive simply because of her gender. She wasn't great at melee combat, but so long as she had her trusty pistols with her, Connie was sure she could get through anything.
"You're not the only two," she stated bluntly. "Monsters should stick together, right?" Gingerly grasping her flannel beneath her jacket, she pulled it up enough to show off the ugly scar adorning her body. Course, it probably looked just that to them- a boring old scar. Nothing significant. "There's more to me than meets the eye."
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Post by The Blue Adept on Aug 20, 2016 17:13:15 GMT -5
"I didn't mean-" Armise began, voice faltering as he knew that really was what he had meant. Being a distraction by himself was easy, and at least then he'd only have himself to worry about. He wanted the others to be safe and his own safety was a very, very small price to pay. Besides, Belladonna would catch up to him at some point, and he was merely delaying the inevitable. He didn't feel like 'playing the hero', it was more like...ripping a bandaid off and getting something over with.
Then, eyes were on him. He didn't dare look for fear of making eye contact, but he knew at least two of them had reacted to his question. The feathers on the back of his neck ruffled slightly in response and he hunched low in his jacket, finger paused mid-draw in the dust. Sure, he didn't have his iconic wings anymore, but anyone out there could recognize his face. The weight of their stares were monumental.
He considered the group again, considered their proposals, lips pursed thoughtfully. "I'm not leaving you here by yourself, I don't care what kind of mutant you are," he muttered. Glancing between Jaime and Connie, he really began to take in that they were stage 2 mutants. Now on Connie it wasn't obvious, but peeking a look at that scar only worried him. He felt nervous for them. At least Kilo was out west. But, then again, he also had no clue what they were capable of. Stage 2 mutations weren't cut and dry like Stage 1, not like Jason and Emma's powers, not like him.
"What happens with me really wouldn't matter, besides, it's not like I haven't gotten myself out of a tight spot before. But, if you really claim to be the best shot in the west," Armise started, raising his head and looking at the group, "and if you really want to fight, then we will. Their leader isn't here, it might be easy."
It wasn't going to be easy, but they were painfully stubborn and he wasn't going to push them. Unfortunately, that didn't bode well for him. His grip on the rifle in his other hand tightened.
"We take out their trackers, scramble their plans, and then make a break for it."
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 20, 2016 21:33:57 GMT -5
(Sorry I'm late to the party people but I'm kinda in some pain and have been all day. I'll type up a response now)
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Post by ➳Gʀʏρнοп🌠 on Aug 20, 2016 21:41:54 GMT -5
[ That's okay Pineapple, don't apologize for that. I've been in a lot of pain throughout the day too, take your time ]
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 20, 2016 23:10:39 GMT -5
Jason looked at Emma as everyone spoke, occasionally glancing around the room. They all seemed to have shifted in their feelings toward Armise which was understandable though Jason didn't think any differently of the man trying to help them. No, rather he grew to have a deeper level of respect. Armise didn't seem to be the same man though he did seem a bit haunted by his actions. Jason's eyes shifted from Armise to Emma and he could see the same haunted look in her eyes, only the actions she did in the past caused death not commit the act. But both were stuck somewhat in the past it seemed. For some reason that made Jason like Armise even more. While Armise had done a lot in his past, there he was still kicking and that in itself was something to admire.
It was the comment made by Jaime and Connie that pulled his attention fully to the other three. They were both Stage 2 mutants? On Jaime it was obvious but on Connie he had no idea. It tugged at his curiosity and he was about to question it when he saw the look on Emma's face when they offered to stay behind on their own. She looked worried and it almost seemed like she was terrified to lose people she just met not that long ago. But they continued to speak and Jason decided to touch on that look later. It seemed like she wasn't going to speak up either which comforted him. At least until Armise said they could fight. "We are outnumbered and outgunned, right? So in exact detail what is the plan? 'Take out their trackers, scramble their plans, and make a break for it' isn't exactly the most detailed of things. What about back-up plans for if something happens. Also what specifically can everyone do, mutation wise? I feel like that would help with the plan." Why was he saying these things? What were these words spewing out of his mouth? It was unfamiliar. It was different. It was something he had never done before. It felt strange yet oddly right.
Emma glanced down most of the time people were talking. She brushed her hair behind her ears and felt the small orbs on her ball chain between her index finger and thumb. The texture and cool feeling of the metal was oddly comforting. She could feel Jason's eyes on her, making sure she was fine and okay. But she was never fine or okay. She masked her troubled heart with anger and action when all she wanted to do was turn back the clock. She did glance up rather quickly at Snake Dude™'s mention of staying behind for being a Stage 2 mutant. No, he couldn't stay behind, he was super cool and she really liked his mutation. The same feeling stirred up inside of her when Connie offered to stay too. The other girl was mysterious and she seemed really interesting with that scar. Even though they all met just a while ago, Emma felt attached. She had never felt attached to anyone other than Jason. She took a step forward as if to say something, opening her mouth to speak, but she closed her mouth without uttering a single word and sort of shrunk back a bit.
The sound of the rain brought back so many memories and this was to be added to that list of moments that occurred during that sound. It practically drowned out the sound of Armise's words though she heard 'tight', 'leader', and 'scramble'. Odd words to pick up on which is why she tore herself from the sound of the weather to look at Armise, confusion on her face. Just as she was about to ask what the hell was going on and feel like an idiot for spacing out, Jason spoke up. Now he was the one creating confusion to show up on her face. It was odd hearing him speak with such focus while wearing a serious expression. His voice resonated inside of her mind, talking about making plans and such. Since when was he all for plans? They never had any other than not to die. Emma made that a bit difficult with her short-temper and angering all the wrong people but still since when was he the type to plan? Was this even her brother? Emma didn't know anymore what to think of any of this. She just wanted to survive this so that she could get to Fort Kilo. Maybe see if Snake Dude™ or Connie or Armise would stick around for a while. It would probably do all of them some good to be in a group. It could be like a family. The though of family created a pain inside of Emma's chest but she only slightly winced for a change rather than her usual cringe. She sighed softly and looked at the others, wordlessly accepting to follow whatever plan was to be made.
(I made Snake Dude™ a trademark since it's been accepted lol)
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Post by ➳Gʀʏρнοп🌠 on Aug 20, 2016 23:29:02 GMT -5
[ Besides being in pain today, that makes me really happy -- gonna try to type a response ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2016 23:32:51 GMT -5
omg snake dude™ Is the greatest tbh
why are u both in pain, guys?? Get some rest if you need it omg don't feel pressured to reply or anything
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 20, 2016 23:38:17 GMT -5
(Thanks I try. I think I ate something or it's bc i had fast food two days in a row either way I thought i had to go to the hospital but I didn't. btw do any of you guys know of any interesting rps that are open? I'm in only two and thinking about this Arthurian rp that i want to use my character with Bradley James as the faceclaim for for the irony)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2016 23:41:24 GMT -5
Arthurian thing? OH SHOOT I thought it had died ahhhh I never typed up my form for them lol
HEY HEY U COULD JOIN BLUE AND I'S FRIENDS RP THATS UR USUAL "POWERED TEENS RUN AWAY FROM LAB" THING EY MAN WE'RE FUN WE SWEAR
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 20, 2016 23:45:46 GMT -5
I was actually recommended to try to join that by a great dude who likes How I Met Your Mother named Hannibal and I do check it out when I'm on the rp list but I wasn't sure if I should. I might join though idk whou i would use for it since I doubt i can use the twins together
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2016 23:47:55 GMT -5
Ah Hannibal, yes, also a friend of our's lol. We've got a network There's three spots and rammy's looking to get them filled so tbh I'm sure she wouldn't care if u used twins.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2016 23:49:12 GMT -5
Also I should mentioned that I've seen himym like 10 times over, it's my go to tv show
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 20, 2016 23:52:17 GMT -5
cool i'll pop in and see if i can. btw dude i have to tell you i love Connie so much she's amazing. i'm trying to think of the nickname Emma will give her when she figures out her mutation
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Post by thepineappleincident on Aug 20, 2016 23:54:02 GMT -5
dude you are awesome who is your favorite character? Also that ending was so bad, right?
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