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Post by broken on Mar 3, 2017 21:14:56 GMT -5
(Yeah that's fine)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 21:20:10 GMT -5
(*whistles* Going to have to think of something cool to happen for page 20...
So, anything you'd like to see happen in this RP, broken?)
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Post by broken on Mar 3, 2017 21:29:16 GMT -5
(Oh so close to 20...and uh idk really. I'm horrible at ideas. If I think of something, I'll let you know :3)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 21:34:25 GMT -5
(Had to do a double take there. And look the character up... To many Doctors in the world...) tinybreeze AIDAN wasn't used to saying thank you, so he didn't bother. '...YEs and nO. BUT I Am NoT eNtireLy suRe if sHe stiLL counTS As ONe. I cHOSe tWo becaUsE SabLe seEMs liKE THe loCAl eneMy to defEat, Yes?' AIDAN was also wary of starting another fight with Hanna. He wasn't 100% positive about his sanity. He was still broken and that would probably never be fixed. But if he, as a machine, had been destroyed, should he's 'voice' have gone back to normal? AIDAN tried to do a scan of the surround area, but most of his functions were limited as a computer. When he had had a whole ship at his command, that had been different. And if I had that again...Those words, that AIDAN was sure he'd only thought, flashed on the screen. Um...how odd. Those words also appeared. Well, Hanna seems to have added a very interesting protective measure. Good for her. Ever single word appeared on the computer screen. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 21:35:37 GMT -5
(So close and yet so far. XD
Sure, think of anything and I'd love to hear it.
Now...someone talk me out of the plot I'm planning...)
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Post by broken on Mar 3, 2017 21:37:24 GMT -5
(Oooh lets hear it! XD)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 22:14:46 GMT -5
(It's been confirmed. 95% of forumers have computers that eat posts... XD Uh, stop writing scenes I want to draw! I'm already working on adapting three RP posts into pictures... just joking, continue please) "I agree with getting moving," said Myrnin, standing. But his hand didn't really want to follow the first part of the Doctor's words. Myrnin frowned down at it and compromised by sticking it in his shirt pocket. At least that stopped it from casting a faint glow on everything. "Lets go," he said, looking up with his usual grin. He rarely seemed fazed for very long. [[ indeed.
ahahahah i'll try my best. ]]
"Well, we can't open your hand now, the most we can do is try to open it later," The Master grumbled like it was the most obvious thing, rolling his eyes as they turned to walk again.
Their little aisle of junk just led into what seemed to be a chasm of junk. The walls of cases and objects, all meticulously stacked, but wobbly looking enough that it was unnerving to walk between them. Oh, they were maybe fourteen, fifteen feet high, and the glass of some of the cases projected the light onto the three at weird angles, the only steady source being the glow from Myrnin's closed fist.
"Sable doesn't just like to collect souls," The Doctor clucked softly, shaking his head as he looked about. It was eerie, especially as the occasional bust of some man or woman or thing came eye level with him in the half light.
[[ idek what buck and eleven are doing rn. ]] "I'm starting to wonder where the museum starts and the junkyard ends..." said Myrnin, looking around. "Just got to hope no statues are lurking in the shadows." He eyed the bust of a young woman with so much distrust it was almost comical. He finally moved away when he was sure it could get up and walk. "Well," he said, looking around. "I guess we're looking for Freedom, since we know what it looks like...?" That ended in a question as his voice trailed off. It really was a little, well, a little contradictory to what he had said to the the two Time lords before. They each had chosen different paths. How did that affect any search they undertook? (Standing there, wondering why everyone isn't noticing them?) |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2017 22:28:16 GMT -5
[[ indeed.
ahahahah i'll try my best. ]]
"Well, we can't open your hand now, the most we can do is try to open it later," The Master grumbled like it was the most obvious thing, rolling his eyes as they turned to walk again.
Their little aisle of junk just led into what seemed to be a chasm of junk. The walls of cases and objects, all meticulously stacked, but wobbly looking enough that it was unnerving to walk between them. Oh, they were maybe fourteen, fifteen feet high, and the glass of some of the cases projected the light onto the three at weird angles, the only steady source being the glow from Myrnin's closed fist.
"Sable doesn't just like to collect souls," The Doctor clucked softly, shaking his head as he looked about. It was eerie, especially as the occasional bust of some man or woman or thing came eye level with him in the half light.
[[ idek what buck and eleven are doing rn. ]] "I'm starting to wonder where the museum starts and the junkyard ends..." said Myrnin, looking around. "Just got to hope no statues are lurking in the shadows." He eyed the bust of a young woman with so much distrust it was almost comical. He finally moved away when he was sure it could get up and walk. "Well," he said, looking around. "I guess we're looking for Freedom, since we know what it looks like...?" That ended in a question as his voice trailed off. It really was a little, well, a little contradictory to what he had said to the the two Time lords before. They each had chosen different paths. How did that affect any search they undertook? (Standing there, wondering why everyone isn't noticing them?) "Please don't say that," The Master and The Doctor almost chorused, the latter glancing around uncomfortably. Moving statues were quite a problem where they came from, and hopefully they wouldn't be one here.
"Oh yes, Freedom," The Master finally carried on, with a deep chuckle, "we're going to find that little box in all of this."
It was like a trans-universal garage sale, just filled with disgusting junk. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 22:32:11 GMT -5
(Well, I had planned to make this RP one that's possible to have plots end. In that sense, Freedom, Sable's Life, ect. can be found. It's very hard, but it can happen. So, I thought I'd kick-start off that possibility by letting our only chose 2 players have their chance. For a more clear explanation, AIDAN is probably going to go insane and Sable, being the person he his, will give him the power to actual do some damage. We already know Sable can control the phones...so if he gave that power to AIDAN, who can make any form of technology a deadly weapon...? Get the picture? :3 ) |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 22:42:18 GMT -5
"I'm starting to wonder where the museum starts and the junkyard ends..." said Myrnin, looking around. "Just got to hope no statues are lurking in the shadows." He eyed the bust of a young woman with so much distrust it was almost comical. He finally moved away when he was sure it could get up and walk. "Well," he said, looking around. "I guess we're looking for Freedom, since we know what it looks like...?" That ended in a question as his voice trailed off. It really was a little, well, a little contradictory to what he had said to the the two Time lords before. They each had chosen different paths. How did that effect any search they undertook? (Standing there, wondering why everyone isn't noticing them?) "Please don't say that," The Master and The Doctor almost chorused, the latter glancing around uncomfortably. Moving statues were quite a problem where they came from, and hopefully they wouldn't be one here.
"Oh yes, Freedom," The Master finally carried on, with a deep chuckle, "we're going to find that little box in all of this."
It was like a trans-universal garage sale, just filled with disgusting junk. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. (I'd forgotten about those. XD) "Why not?" ask Myrnin, with a curious look at the two. "Will me saying that jinx it or something?" Usually, pretending that the danger wasn't there made it all more deadly, so Myrnin had never worried about jinxing anything. He reach out and tapped a glass panel of one of the displays, seeing if it was open or if he would have to break it. "Things from every universe are here, correct? Well, we can look for 'that little box' and any magical item that would help find it or Sable's Life. Isn't it usual to find items that grant wishes or some such nonsense like that? Why not look for one of those?" Myrnin was dead serious, though his voice sounded sarcastic, and was willing to bet that such things could be found here. After all, he had an odd glowing thing stuck in his hand and a tiger made of jade had attacked them. " Anything could be here," he said. Though that thought was also uncomfortable. He could think of two thing that he wouldn't want to find here. His old girlfriend and that thing. |
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Post by broken on Mar 3, 2017 22:44:51 GMT -5
(Well, I had planned to make this RP one that's possible to have plots end. In that sense, Freedom, Sable's Life, ect. can be found. It's very hard, but it can happen. So, I thought I'd kick-start off that possibility by letting our only chose 2 players have their chance. For a more clear explanation, AIDAN is probably going to go insane and Sable, being the person he his, will give him the power to actual do some damage. We already know Sable can control the phones...so if he gave that power to AIDAN, who can make any form of technology a deadly weapon...? Get the picture? :3 ) (And why does anyone need to talk you out of this? This sounds like total craziness and who doesn't like drama? XD) |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 22:48:19 GMT -5
( Because I need to plan it out more and it's total craziness and I love the idea so much. For me, I seem to be trying to make the RP an endless drama.  I thought maybe someone might want a break? But, considering how much I like it others probably do as well...so it might turn into the norm...) |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2017 22:48:49 GMT -5
"Please don't say that," The Master and The Doctor almost chorused, the latter glancing around uncomfortably. Moving statues were quite a problem where they came from, and hopefully they wouldn't be one here.
"Oh yes, Freedom," The Master finally carried on, with a deep chuckle, "we're going to find that little box in all of this."
It was like a trans-universal garage sale, just filled with disgusting junk. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. (I'd forgotten about those. XD) "Why not?" ask Myrnin, with a curious look at the two. "Will me saying that jinx it or something?" Usually, pretending that the danger wasn't there made it all more deadly, so Myrnin had never worried about jinxing anything. He reach out and tapped a glass panel of one of the displays, seeing if it was open or if he would have to break it. "Things from every universe are here, correct? Well, we can look for 'that little box' and any magical item that would help find it or Sable's Life. Isn't it usual to find items that grant wishes or some such nonsense like that? Why not look for one of those?" Myrnin was dead serious, though his voice sounded sarcastic, and was willing to bet that such things could be found here. After all, he had an odd glowing thing stuck in his hand and a tiger made of jade had attacked them. " Anything could be here," he said. Though that thought was also uncomfortable. He could think of two thing that he wouldn't want to find here. His old girlfriend and that thing. [[ i am a grown child and they still frighten me lol. ]]
"Ugh, don't say that either!" The Master started as he carefully wriggled a box that was chestnut, not pure black, out of one of the junk-walls. He grimaced as the chair (yes, chair) above it shifted. But, nothing well, and he turned it over in his hands before opening it. Empty. He tsked, forcing it back into its spot and rubbing his hands on his jeans. "What do the humans say? Bad juju?"
"Humans don't say that," The Doctor informed.
"Well, they should," The Master sighed, "I think I'm going to keep walking."
And, with that, he was off, rubbing the side of his mussed blonde head as he headed down the dark alley. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2017 22:49:21 GMT -5
(Well, I had planned to make this RP one that's possible to have plots end. In that sense, Freedom, Sable's Life, ect. can be found. It's very hard, but it can happen. So, I thought I'd kick-start off that possibility by letting our only chose 2 players have their chance. For a more clear explanation, AIDAN is probably going to go insane and Sable, being the person he his, will give him the power to actual do some damage. We already know Sable can control the phones...so if he gave that power to AIDAN, who can make any form of technology a deadly weapon...? Get the picture? :3 ) (And why does anyone need to talk you out of this? This sounds like total craziness and who doesn't like drama? XD) [[ i am completely fine w that idea lol. ]] |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 22:59:39 GMT -5
(Order drama and drama shall be proscribed. I'll have to run the idea past Kuragehime and --cato phoenix, since their characters will possibly be the ones affected more closely. If the character has a phone, in this case, it's a downside.) |
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Post by --cato phoenix on Mar 3, 2017 23:02:23 GMT -5
I'm totally fine with drama xD
Sorry I haven't been here much, I've been pretty busy))
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 3, 2017 23:06:48 GMT -5
Total craziness and drama is totally fine with me as well xD]]
The whole phone thing may bring back some bad memories for Okabe but hey, gotta make life interesting right? ...or afterlife in this case? xD]]
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 23:19:20 GMT -5
That's okay, Arlo. Oh, it makes life/afterlife very interesting.  It'll be a plot for page 20, then. I can start building the necessary RP posts to get there. Oh Sable's side, that is. tinybreeze , might want to know about this as well, since AIDAN is currently engaging her character. You up for some drama, Tiny?) |
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 3, 2017 23:38:55 GMT -5
Morpheus glanced over his shoulder, only to see Zoro was not behind him. The fae scoffed, crossing his arms as he turned back around. "Hey! I thought I told you to stay behind me!" He growled, now stomping off to try to find the guy. "Arg, which hallway did you turn down?!" He fluttered his wigs, soon hovering off the ground as he flew over a few of the hallways, finally seeing him. He pointed toward the guy, flying over. "Hey! Don't. Wander. Off!" Zoro raised an eyebrow and turned when he heard the voice yelling behind him. "I didn't wander off, you did!" he snapped, pointing right back at Morpheus. "Seriously, you're already worse than my crewmates with getting lost," he muttered before turning around and continuing to march down the hallway. Ignorance is bliss xD]] |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 3, 2017 23:57:35 GMT -5
(I'd forgotten about those. XD) "Why not?" ask Myrnin, with a curious look at the two. "Will me saying that jinx it or something?" Usually, pretending that the danger wasn't there made it all more deadly, so Myrnin had never worried about jinxing anything. He reach out and tapped a glass panel of one of the displays, seeing if it was open or if he would have to break it. "Things from every universe are here, correct? Well, we can look for 'that little box' and any magical item that would help find it or Sable's Life. Isn't it usual to find items that grant wishes or some such nonsense like that? Why not look for one of those?" Myrnin was dead serious, though his voice sounded sarcastic, and was willing to bet that such things could be found here. After all, he had an odd glowing thing stuck in his hand and a tiger made of jade had attacked them. " Anything could be here," he said. Though that thought was also uncomfortable. He could think of two thing that he wouldn't want to find here. His old girlfriend and that thing. [[ i am a grown child and they still frighten me lol. ]]
"Ugh, don't say that either!" The Master started as he carefully wriggled a box that was chestnut, not pure black, out of one of the junk-walls. He grimaced as the chair (yes, chair) above it shifted. But, nothing well, and he turned it over in his hands before opening it. Empty. He tsked, forcing it back into its spot and rubbing his hands on his jeans. "What do the humans say? Bad juju?"
"Humans don't say that," The Doctor informed.
"Well, they should," The Master sighed, "I think I'm going to keep walking."
And, with that, he was off, rubbing the side of his mussed blonde head as he headed down the dark alley. (Once again, my extent and knowledge is limited, but my friend explained them to me a couple of times. From what she said, you aren't the only one. XD ) Myrnin watched as the man walked away and then turned his gaze back to the Doctor. "Would it be nosy if I asked about that? The fear of statues part?" He vaguely started to follow the Master. He had a feeling that Myrnin might get himself lost if he didn't have other people around. And, after that 'anything could be here' thought he really didn't want to run into his ex, Ada. He looked around, seeing if any item caught his attention. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2017 0:04:31 GMT -5
[[ i am a grown child and they still frighten me lol. ]]
"Ugh, don't say that either!" The Master started as he carefully wriggled a box that was chestnut, not pure black, out of one of the junk-walls. He grimaced as the chair (yes, chair) above it shifted. But, nothing well, and he turned it over in his hands before opening it. Empty. He tsked, forcing it back into its spot and rubbing his hands on his jeans. "What do the humans say? Bad juju?"
"Humans don't say that," The Doctor informed.
"Well, they should," The Master sighed, "I think I'm going to keep walking."
And, with that, he was off, rubbing the side of his mussed blonde head as he headed down the dark alley. (Once again, my extent and knowledge is limited, but my friend explained them to me a couple of times. From what she said, you aren't the only one. XD ) Myrnin watched as the man walked away and then turned his gaze back to the Doctor. "Would it be nosy if I asked about that? The fear of statues part?" He vaguely started to follow the Master. He had a feeling that Myrnin might get himself lost if he didn't have other people around. And, after that 'anything could be here' thought he really didn't want to run into his ex, Ada. He looked around, seeing if any item caught his attention. [[ ahaha. yeah, i'm not. ]]
The Doctor, blinking, followed Myrnin and The Master. "Where we come from there's a species of creature called the Weeping Angels. They're time locked only when you look at them, which essentially means everything about them stops. They're stone statues of angels. But, when you look away, they come to life. They're not all that friendly either. Best to stay away from them."
He grimaced softly as he passed another bust, though it was clearly no angel. Just a rather homely man. |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 4, 2017 0:41:51 GMT -5
Woah wait please throw me into the drama I want to see what happens to my characters.Maybe I'll use upsilon soon.) Windsinger floated off into another room of the museum though it was filled with items he had never seen before well that was the case for some of the peices of history or something."Ugh, I'm starting to miss the other gods even if they are all obnoxious. Its hard to...ah I need to find my group!" He exclaimed finally remembering to not wander off consistently from his new companions. (Don't worry. You can get into the plot as well. Everyone RPing can.) Hanna's attention snapped back to the dragon, surprised. She'd only just noticed he had wondered off. "What gods?" she asked, curious. (Sorry for short reply...) |
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 4, 2017 0:43:58 GMT -5
(Sorry for the late reply, Gem and Hime. And I've just been drawing the oddest art for this place. Some of it is scenes from @bolderpelt 's and my end of the RP, but the rest... Well, it's interesting to say the least. Anyone want to see it?) Hime: "Good assumption," said Kid, looking over at the other boy. "But what?" The dragon cracked one eye open, but didn't move. Even the eye was made of black, shinny onyx. The breath that whistled through its teeth lightened. Until the jade tiger, and most of the other statues here, this dragon had been enchanted. It had probably happened when the last set of humans were here, it really couldn't remember. It had a short memory and really didn't want to be bugged now. It opened its mouth and a hissing voice came out of its throat. ' The museum, you fooools.' Kid stiffened. His eyes growing wide. "Run?" he wondered. -- "Local reasoning, at least considering what I know of you. But, I do know my game. But the players are alive, aren't they? Game pieces like that tend to do surprising things when cornered. And as I said, you end up here. I have no control who wins, because I'm just setting the rules and setting out the chessboard. The pieces move themselves." Sable seemed to feel pretty safe talking about this with Okabe. He redirected the text, making sure it couldn't reach the intended person. He couldn't always be sure that the text wouldn't go through, but having a ghost text you...well, who'd believe that? Or it they were from a world where they would...well, text couldn't come the other way. Sable did his own version of sitting back, at least mentally. If his plans went through, then he would soon have no control of any technology within the museum. But that was just setting the stage, wasn't it? (My plans and plots...wont come up yet... So, that end part was just foreshadowing. ) I would love to see some art of this place  ]] Aizen took a few cautious steps back but the expression on his face did not change. His right hand instinctively reached to his hip for his sword twitching slightly and freezing when he remembered it was not there. "So not only is it living, but it can speak as well..." he murmured, observing the statue with narrowed eyes. He chose not to answer Kid about fighting or fleeing just yet, he wanted to stay and see what it would do. The soul reaper murmured something under his breath and what looked like a rectangular glass wall appeared in front of him, just tall and wide enough to fit his tall frame behind it. "Is there something in particular about the museum you are protecting?" he asked. ~~~ Okabe gulped, and was quiet for a moment. His eyebrows furrowed as he gave Sable's explanation some thought and the bravado from before had momentarily disappeared. One hand went to his chin and lightly stroked at his stubble, his overconfident grin reappearing just as fast as it had gone. "So, whatever happens, and whoever wins, it is the choice of Steins gate," he murmured. "However! Even so, I will be the first to win this strange game - for I am the great mad scientist, HOUOUIN KYOUMA! Ahaha! FUWAHAHA!" he bellowed, posing triumphantly before dodging down another hall. (I am so glad I added Okabe, I'm having so much fun with him xD) |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 4, 2017 0:51:39 GMT -5
(Give me a couple minutes to reply. I'll get to it soon.)
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Post by Kuragehime on Mar 4, 2017 0:53:06 GMT -5
No worries, take your time~~~]]
I may be poofing soon, if my roommates ever decide on whether we're going to the movies or not lol]]
And I'm also working on my crossover rp... after two months I finally got a boost of inspiration xD]]
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Mar 4, 2017 2:05:32 GMT -5
(That's cool, Hime. I'll be looking forward to seeing it.
I'll probably reply to everyone tomorrow. )
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Asexual
Lark
Hello, its just, me, and 1567396558397583479 larks
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Post by Lark on Mar 4, 2017 11:14:37 GMT -5
Woah wait please throw me into the drama I want to see what happens to my characters.Maybe I'll use upsilon soon.) Windsinger floated off into another room of the museum though it was filled with items he had never seen before well that was the case for some of the peices of history or something."Ugh, I'm starting to miss the other gods even if they are all obnoxious. Its hard to...ah I need to find my group!" He exclaimed finally remembering to not wander off consistently from his new companions. (Don't worry. You can get into the plot as well. Everyone RPing can.) Hanna's attention snapped back to the dragon, surprised. She'd only just noticed he had wondered off. "What gods?" she asked, curious. (Sorry for short reply...) Windsinger tilted his head in confusion at Hannah's question. "What gods?" Its been long since I heard someone ask that. Where I come from there are eleven gods who shaped their own world and I was one of them. Although that did change once I died from possible unkwon causes." He paused momentarily letting his words sink in."Did that answer your question?" |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2017 12:11:06 GMT -5
Zoro raised an eyebrow and turned when he heard the voice yelling behind him. "I didn't wander off, you did!" he snapped, pointing right back at Morpheus. "Seriously, you're already worse than my crewmates with getting lost," he muttered before turning around and continuing to march down the hallway. Ignorance is bliss xD]] It was clear this guy was getting on Morpheus' nerves. "I am not even going to argue with you, I'll just follow you instead that way we don't get separated," he narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms as he walked after Zoro. "Do you even know where you're going?" |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2017 12:21:48 GMT -5
Gem: Conan nodded, hearing what the other boy had to say. But he didn't really agree. "What was your world like that?" the detective didn't notice he'd used the past tense until a few seconds later. He frowned, When had he truly started to believe that they were dead? That they used to be their worlds. "I used to live in Tokyo, Japan. You might know about it," July said softly, looking at the other boy with a shrug. "I work with the MI-6, who also work with the Japanese police force. It can be complicated." |
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I thought maybe someone might want a break? But, considering how much I like it others probably do as well...so it might turn into the norm...)
It'll be a plot for page 20, then. I can start building the necessary RP posts to get there. Oh Sable's side, that is.
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