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[Gotdamnmiracle]

Yup. That's the idea. Plus it will give me an idea about how your characters speak and act.

If this was really happening I would be scared so much.

Channel that stuff into your character. How would you feel about the situation at hand?

 Reread your section. You dug in Cassidie's pack and found a compact mirror. Sorry. I misunderstood why you wanted your gun.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Viny wakes up with a start. He doesn't know how much time has passed but it doesn't feel like enough. The sleep was thin. After a moment of lamenting his situation he remembers his task. Viny grabs the compact mirror, in the dark, from where he set it down and wakes up Jake. Viny quickly runs through a set of simple questions just like he had become accustomed to in the last few hours. Jake checked out, if a little slow to answer on some of the questions. Viny drops the compact mirror on Jakes chest. "here"

"What is it?"

"What you were looking for."

"Oh."

"Are you alright?" Viny asks, concern in his voice.

"Yeah just a little drowsy... Thirsty... Achy. Now that I'm not in a frenzy I'm starting to realize how long it's been since we've eaten or had a drink. Plus the pain killers are wearing off." *Yawn*

Tired sounding voices in the dark.

[Svarte Troner]

I'll claim the last character, this looks really interesting:

Name and sex: Yngvar Negaard, male

Age: 26

Background:

Born and raised in Bergen, Norway, Yngvar's parents worked for Norwegian oil companies as engineers and brought him to Seattle when he was 13. Before he moved, his grandfather would frequently take him hunting and skiing in the mountains, his grandfather was in fact the biggest influence in his life. He usually goes by his middle name Felix except with his relatives, whom he still speaks to in Norwegian. After a rough school life, Felix decided it wasn't for him and went off to join the military after high school. He fought in Desert Storm and in Bosnia where he gained much combat experience. After his service he moved back to Seattle and became a police officer. To avoid his depression and remind him of Norway, he takes long hikes in the woods and camps out frequently.

[Drago55577]

Spent an hour writing a DF suggestion so my internet decides to not load the page and delete the whole thing.. I AM BLOODY ANGRY!

anyway...

Try to start a conversation with Jake saying "any idea where we are?"


Does mocha skin mean white? Since my charactervhas very white skin (I'm very indoorsy

[Gotdamnmiracle]

I'll claim the last character, this looks really interesting:

Yaay! Alright now let's really get rollin'. May I suggest a woman character? Your choice. Whip up a character sheet and we'll get you set up.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Does mocha skin mean white? Since my charactervhas very white skin (I'm very indoorsy

Nope. It means exactly what it sounds like. Whoops. I'll fix it.

[Drago55577]

What is mocha?

Also I posted my action.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

What is mocha?

Also I posted my action.

It is a coffee drink. It's fairly common in the United States. as far as color goes it is a dark brown. On a person it would be between black and olive skin.

I saw. I'm going to wait for Svarte to whip up a character sheet before the next turn. If he takes to long then I'll use your action anyway. 5 minutes tops, anymore and I'll continue.

[Svarte Troner]

Oh, you wanted a woman? Well..... Character's ready anyway.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Oh, you wanted a woman? Well..... Character's ready anyway.

No worries. 3 dudes is perfectly fine. Your in. Okay next turn comin' up.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

"Any idea where we are?" Asks Viny after a short lull.

"My best guess?... Six feet under... Some cave system it looks like."

After a pause that lasts a moment... Then a hesitation... Then a number of seconds Viny says " Yeah it looks like."

Viny's sentence is punctuated with a cough belonging to neither of the parties speaking. Both look over to where it came from in the dark. Only a handful of feet from them someone was waking up.

Felix can hear voices. They sound distant and unimportant, like chatter at a busy subway station. Suddenly they are right next to him. Felix tries to ask a hello failing before he begins seeing as his throat is filled with dust. As he coughs the voices quit then there is illumination. Felix's sight is flooded with light starting at a bright unbearable umber fading to a more tolerable umber. Rushed movement can be seen as shadows move across the room. Felix raises his head and sees a small dirt and clay chamber about ten feet at it's widest and tall enough for an adult to stand in the crouch position comfortable or in an very uncomfortable stand. He tries to focus but can't and blinks. The blink felt odd. Felix realized he couldn't see out of his left eye. He used the usual response to that by raising up his hand to his eye. Felix's hand is met with a foreign object. Panic sets and he starts to move around and try to remove his eyepatch. Moving upsets his ankle and a gripping pain shoots up his leg, only startling him more.

[Drago55577]

If wound are better take magnum and put in pocket after putting safety on then get a torch

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Jake grabs the flashlight flicking it on quickly as Viny grabs the gun and fingers the safety then sticks it in his belt.

Yep Felix, who was out cold, is coming to and he is hysterical!

[Svarte Troner]

Felix: Yell some Norwegian profanity, posthaste!

[Drago55577]

Get up and slowly walk around looking for any tunnels