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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2016 19:55:08 GMT -5
(time to Not Procrastinate and actually get some roleplaying in)
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Post by Numquam on Oct 15, 2016 19:56:02 GMT -5
{Whoops Pooofed I'll be able to rp in about an hour ^^; I'll just lurk until then o2o }
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Transgender
bright knight
please for the love of god let me change my username
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Post by bright knight on Oct 15, 2016 20:02:56 GMT -5
Noctin's eyes narrowed at the explanation. It more or less matched what he remembered, but it didn't explain anything. He wanted to know what he didn't know, not what he already did! Clenching his teeth together to keep his frustration in check, he forced himself to appear more relaxed. "Why don't I remember it then?" he asked, finally turning a steely gaze on Naegi, his tone slightly more accusing than he had meant. "Eh?" Anxiety shot down Naegi's spine, stiffening under Noctin's gaze. A small shiver of fear ran through him. Nothing good ever happened when Noctin got aggressive. "I... I don't know," he stammered, eyes darting down to his lap, suddenly unable to meet the Desolate's eyes. He shrunk down a bit, almost as if he were trying to make himself seem smaller.
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Oct 15, 2016 20:14:45 GMT -5
( just going to drop my newbie in and whoever wants to join him Cx )
A boy, maybe around 15, suddenly stumbled into existence and froze, his light brown eyes flicking around his new surroundings. He had dark, almost black hair and was wearing a causal military uniform: a black tshirt tucked into camouflage pants and combat boots. He straightened up slowly, visibly tense, and kept his hands up to guard his face from any sudden attacks. Only then did he venture to speak. "... hello?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 15, 2016 20:23:35 GMT -5
Another boy, dressed in a simple, blood stained shirt and jeans, appeared in midair, he seemed to have just leapt to the side for he ducked and rolled on the green carpet, jumping to his feet and pointing a gun with a silencer ahead of him. Then he frowned, muscles stiffening as he discovered he was now standing in an old house, near another boy. "Um....." he said slowly, re-aiming his gun hesitantly towards the boy. "Where am I? Where are my friends?" He demanded, backing towards a wall.
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Asexual
Lark
Hello, its just, me, and 1567396558397583479 larks
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Post by Lark on Oct 15, 2016 20:28:50 GMT -5
(I'll drop in a newbie too but I'll have to go somewhere in a bit.)
A young man around his early twenties stepped on to what he though the was the road. Except this time it was nothing like that at all. "What...?" He immediately had a shocked expression of disbelief. He was wearing a plain dark blue t-shirt, black pants, and he had black hair, brown eyes, and a taupe backpack. He squinted at the kid in the room whom he had never seen in his life and them some other kid holding a gun blinked in. A kid in charge of a weapon was normal since Carl was a clear example of that but an unstable one? Oh boy, that sure wasn't the best way to make a first impression. "Hey! Lower the gun, we can talk it out and not hurt anyone."
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Post by Ver Million on Oct 15, 2016 20:29:22 GMT -5
(//Hurls newbie into the thread)
Giggling energetically. a purple haired girl in her early teens blinked into the house. Adjusting her emerald green jacket, she cleared her throat to calm down, but her mischievous smirk remained. "–no need to worry...I'll take care of it, QB..." She hummed, but froze for a moment when she found herself in an ancient room. Was this a witch labyrinth? No, it couldn't be. There aren't any familiars around. Her curly pigtails bounced slightly when she turned her head to face a group of people. "Oh? Oh?" She whispered, her hands brushing away the imaginary dust off her black leggings before skipping over to the new blinkers, ignoring the gun that was wielded by one of the blinkers. "And who are you suppose to be? Are you the people behind this mess?"
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Transgender
bright knight
please for the love of god let me change my username
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Post by bright knight on Oct 15, 2016 20:43:01 GMT -5
Noctin kept his gaze fixed on Naegi. He realized what was happening. He should back down- But why? Naegi was lying. He should be able to trust his friend. He- Stop. He was past this. He was done being a monster and he was done scaring people. His stare lost its fire as he settled back into the couch, curling back into himself as the rage simmered down into defeat. "I know the House tampered with my memories," he muttered. "I know it took something and I know you know what it is. Why won't you tell me?" He was half expecting Naegi to keep lying. It wouldn't surprise him if he did. "And you're taking Noctin-san from me too. I gave him to you. So... take him. You think I have good taste? THEN TAKE HIM. Take him from me... like you took everything else."This situation was horrifically familiar. "He doesn't remember me now. Now... "Tearing open recent wounds, the thoughts that raced through his mind were similar to that time... "...When he looks at you, he won't see me there anymore."
Hands grabbed the front of Makoto's collar and tugged har--Naegi's own hands instinctively darted up, shaking as they grabbed at the collar of his hoodie. Sweat poured down his forehead as he relived unpleasant memories, remembering the way she spat out his name like it had tasted foul, and the hate that burned in her eyes and into him. What was he supposed to say?So many ideas that came to him could very well be the worst possible thing in this situation. Just like then, just like now. Finally, his hands dropped back into his lap, head bowed slightly, messy bangs covering his eyes. "...I can't tell you." His voice was weak. Just like how he had felt in her grasp. But he didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. All he knew... All he knew was... "...She wouldn't want that." Naegi's voice broke. From the stress, and from the... ...The last time he saw the Komaru he knew, yet didn't know, smile. Beaten and bruised, yet still found the strength in herself to give her brother that one last ray of hope.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2016 20:58:19 GMT -5
(Tfw u finally roleplay after a month. Aaand a rather short intro. Nice)
A rather short, green-haired Manakete blinked in, sporting a sour expression. "I'm still not going to play, Mother. Dragonstones can't be used for silly reasons." She protested, before jumping back as if there was a large bug under her nose. "W-what? This is the exact opposite of an open field!" This was really scary, even for a Manakete who wasn't ever going to admit that it was. There did seem to be a handful of other people around, but they could secretly be magical thieves or something else ridiculous to match the mood.
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Oct 15, 2016 21:00:36 GMT -5
( phone call distraction, sry x-x
also pls forgive my angry bby, he has 0 social skills)
"Speak for yourself." The dark haired boy muttered to the man who suddenly walked up, fists clenched and eyes narrowed at the kid holding the gun. "If you try to shoot me, you won't live to find out where your friends went." It would be simple, a dart forward, right hand on the gun, the heel of his left hand striking the other boy's adam's apple. He would go down, trying to breathe, and from there, Corbin had many choices.
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Post by Ver Million on Oct 15, 2016 21:13:02 GMT -5
(It's okay lol)
The magical girl couldn't help but pout at the dark haired's remark. Seems like everyone was confused like her. "Now, now. Threatening people isn't going to solve the problem we all share, right?" She scolded him, wagging her index finger at him. She paused for a moment, her pink eyes flickering over to the Manakete who blinked in. Her pointy ears...they couldn't be real. Maybe the girl was already dressing up for Halloween? "Agreed...I'm sure this place is the complete opposite where we all originally were," She commented, smiling ruefully at her.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 15, 2016 21:15:34 GMT -5
Carl tightened his grip, eyes narrowed as he carefully took another step back. "If you take another step, I'll kill you." He said in a clear tone, and his hands were as steady as his gaze. He had no idea where he was, or how it was even possible for him to be here, but this at least was a familiar situation. He was aware of more people around him suddenly, but there wasn't much he could do besides hope none of them was interested in helping whoever this was.
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Bisexual
Iceclaw
You can kill me, but you will never destroy me.
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Post by Iceclaw on Oct 15, 2016 21:33:45 GMT -5
Noctin watched Naegi silently. Something was wrong. Did he dare try to comfort him? The person who was lying to him about what he knew? Something was very wrong. He could tell from Naegi's motions. "Naegi?" he asked quietly, starting to reach out. He broke off immediately as Naegi spoke, recoiling as if he had been burned.
She? Who was sh- His thoughts broke off as his eyes widened in horror.
Was it Junko?
Meeting her had provoked such a violent, furious reaction from him but he didn't know why. Was this it? The more he thought about it, the more certain he became. How urgent and angry and fearful he had been when he spoke to Naegi for the first time, how violently he had reacted when meeting Junko, and all those fights with Komaeda- he sounded just like her.
It had to be her.
"Who is 'she'?" he finally asked hoarsely, not sure if he wanted to know.
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A scruffy looking man in his 20s then blinked in kneeling on the ground. His eyes were wide with horror and desperation. Blood flecked his clothes and slicked his hands. "Stay with me," he was saying brokenly to whoever he had been holding before the blink. Though with the blink, she vanished. The man was now in the living room but he didn't notice anything but the absence of her dying weight in his arms-
NO SHE WASN'T DYING.
He wouldn't believe it. He couldn't.
Shoving himself to his feet with the rage of a thousand dying stars, he spun around, hardly taking in the room. "WHERE IS SHE?" he roared, tears blurring his vision. "WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER?" His voice cracked on daughter and the tears started. Where had she gone? She couldn't have been taken, not now. He didn't know where he was or how he had gotten here or what had happened to her and Tommy and that goddamn soldier.
First the monsters and now this. Hadn't he dealt with enough madness today?
"Please god she's hurt don't do this to me."
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Oct 15, 2016 21:49:10 GMT -5
( poor Joel ;-; )
Corbin seemed to settled in on himself, like a spring ready to be released. "I'd like to see you try." He growled, ignoring the girl. She wasn't the immediate threat. But his focus was interrupted by the appearance of a bearded man right beside him who suddenly jumped up and started shouting. Caught off guard, the teen took a quick step sideways and raised his fists higher. He was confused, and that made him mad. "Someone needs to give me some answers, now."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 15, 2016 21:58:32 GMT -5
Carl started, eyes widening and mouth opening slightly in shock as Joel materialized from thin air out of the corner of his eye. Now thoroughly unnerved, he turned the gun and the man instead, though he was beginning to think the apocalypse had finally driven him mad. "Look, I don't know any of you." He protested, switching the gun back and forth between all the people. He was used to chaotic situations, but he had no idea what to expect here, where no one else seemed to have the slightest idea what was going on either....He blinked, frowning as the man mentioned someone. His daughter?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2016 22:04:38 GMT -5
"I'd like it if I was always in a place completely opposite from a gloomy house." The Manakete confessed, glancing at the walls. Old-looking places were rather frail, right? Nothing she couldn't tear down as a dragon, and rampaging was always a good way to vent out energy in her book. "You think we can just bust our way out of here? I'm already tired of waiting for Risen to jump out of the couch."
(Aaa short replies)
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Post by Ver Million on Oct 15, 2016 22:08:22 GMT -5
"Nobody seems to know about this place though!" She reminded Corbin, scowling slightly at his impatient attitude. Before she could scold him any further, her eyes widened at the sight of a despairing man who had blood on his clothes. Did he get into a fight? What happened to his daughter? Her confusion increased, and she glanced down at her gray ring. Seems like today was going to be difficult and stressful. "We're just as lost as you are, sir," She politely clarified, unsure whether or not she should approach him, "I'm afraid none of us know about your daughter..." Hearing the word "Risen", she turned her baffled gaze to the Manakete. "Risen? What are those?"
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Post by Numquam on Oct 15, 2016 22:18:43 GMT -5
{Wo okay I'm finally here }
A small figure in a white-hooded robe appeared. She had jaw-length platinum blonde hair, dark skin, and horns that pointed backwards from her head. Her bright amber eyes blinked several times as she glanced around her new and sudden surroundings. Just a second ago she was speaking with a cadet but now...What just happened? She didn't recognise this place at all. She tried to tighten her fingers around the staff that was once in her hand, only to realise the staff was no longer there. Her fingers grapsed at mere thing air. Her long beige tail twitched in uneasiness. She saw a small group of people talking amongst one another, pulling her hood over her head, she approached them briskly. "Hello?" she greeted with uncertainty in her voice.
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Oct 15, 2016 22:20:55 GMT -5
"Okay, everyone stop." Corbin forced himself to stand straight and drop his arms, although he was by no means less ready to defend himself from mr. trigger-finger over there, or the distraught man. "Does anyone know where we are? Or how we got here?" He shot a dubious glance at the girl talking about something in the couch, then at a horned figure who had just materialized out of thin air. "And what the heck are you two?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 15, 2016 22:32:13 GMT -5
Listening to all the confused voices around him, Carl realizes that these people weren't behind whatever had happened, and that at least for now they meant him no harm. Slowly, he clicked his gun and lowered it, putting it safely away but where he could easily reach it. "I have no idea, man." He repeated to both of the others, then noticed the horned girl. Okay, he was definitely dreaming, and he really needed to wake up and help his father and the others.
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Post by Ver Million on Oct 15, 2016 22:39:41 GMT -5
She shook her head in response to Joel's question, slightly relieved that he calmed down. "No, we all suddenly appeared in these ugly place." She wrinkled her nose as she glanced around the room, disgusted by the how old and broken the living room looked. Somebody should clean up this place! "What thing are you talking about?" She asked the girl who blinked in.
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Oct 15, 2016 22:42:22 GMT -5
"No one stole anything." Corbin snapped to whoever had just appeared. "You just freakin got here how the heck could we steal anything." At this point he wasn't even trying to be nice. He just needed to get out of here. Spinning around, the teen marched towards the single door leading out of the room. He would be better off outside in whatever weather was currently happening than in here with all these useless people. Besides, if people kept showing up at the rate they were now, the room would overflow fast.
Placing his hand on the handle, Corbin yanked open the door and stopped, staring.
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Post by Numquam on Oct 15, 2016 22:46:38 GMT -5
Enari listened intently. No one seemed to know what was going on, which made her slightly worried but also curious. From what she could gather, the others also just...suddenly appeared here as well? Alright. She was having a hard time believing any of this. All of the voices were starting to overwhelm her, so she took a few steps away from the group to gather herself. She then noticed a young teenager also stepping away and walking towards a door. "We may not get our answers just standing around." she said quietly, mostly to herself. She followed him over to the door and nearly walked into him as he stopped suddenly. "Will you not go through the door?" she asked him, not yet looking at what laid in front of the teen.
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