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[Little]

"You okay, darling?"

[Gunner-Chan]

"... What the hell is wrong with me..."

[Strife26]

Strife sighs.

((The rules post!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

To be fun, I made it further in the thread.

This is an RP thread, make a character (it’s sort of weighted to the god types in other threads).
When you’re typing, here’s the suggested format.

((Out of context stuff (like this entire section))))

narrative things like Strife drew his M15.

“If someone is saying something, use normal quotes “Why am I saying this?””

Thoughts of a character are unchanged. At least it’s in my head now.

Things that are written down can be bolded THIS IS IN BOLD!

You can try to ignore my earlier rules (they exist only in universe), but this is HIGHLY frowned upon.
Thanks,
           -Management

))


Strife wrote some stuff on his clip board and placed it on a table near the entrance.

“This sheet has stuff for newcomers, just so they can get an idea of what’s happening.”


((Strife26))
Name: Strife
Wearing the black, gold, and crimson longcoat.
Currently in the main room.

Strife is trying to keep order and not go crazy while holding several different conversations. He reserves the right to destroy the fort.


((TheNewMartianEm . . .)
Name: Lich
A skeletal figure, wearing a Blue bathrobe with red trim. With pink hearts all over it. Possesses a calming blue glow in his eye sockets.
Currently in the main room.

He’s a lich. Supposedly, he’s a doctor too. He’s caused some troubles in the past, but nothing so far here.

((Angellus))
Name: Angel
Has an assumed cat named Kite with him. Angel has semi-long dark brown hair and gold-hazel eyes, he wears a black cloth jacket with a white blouse under it. His pants are made of the same fabric as the jacket. The cat is of adult age with deep black fur which shines in light
Currently in main room.

Somewhat hostile to Sofia and Little. More defensive than anything else. Getting into jerkiness now though.

((Little))
Name:Little
Hasn’t given an appearance. Lesbian partner with Sofia. Usually carries a knife though.
Currently in main room.

Enjoys making Strife feel uncomfortable, and everyone else to a lesser extent. ‘Friends’ with Sofia.

((Sofia/Sniper Joe))
Name: Sofia
Sofia wears a dark green short jacket (It reaches about to where her ribs would end) with a slightly shorter white undershirt under it, the jacket is missing the right sleeve. She wears a leather collar around her neck with a lenght of chain about two feet in length attached to it. She has a dark green bandanna around her head with a pair of goggles worn around it. She wears very short green shorts around which she wears a belt with two pouches attached to it. She is also wearing a pair of black leather fingerless gloves and laceless style military boots with a pair of striped black and white thigh high socks.
Lesbian partner with Little. Some sort of demon.

Also enjoys making Strife and others feel uncomfortable. ‘Friends’ with Sofia. She isn’t feeling very good right now. Also having war flashbacks.

((WorkerDrone))
Name: WorkerDrone
Appearance: Wearing a gray greatcoat and a bowler hat. Dumped off a M1 Thompson and a Revolver of unknown make off on his way it.
Drinking Bajan Rum.

Relatively nice chap, from on of the Emperor worlds apparently.

((Luke_Prowler))
Name: Luke
Appearance: Taller than most, nearly hitting his head on a doorway as he entered. Luke was not wearing his power armor this time, nor his casual wear, but rather a ceremonial uniform. His black hair is still in a mess, and aviator glasses cover his soft hazel eyes. He also has on a pair of running shoes on.

Another Emperor type. Not too much of a problem usually.

((Armok)
Name: Armok
Appearance: Cat like? I’m too lazy to go back and find the description again.

The self-proclaimed god of blood. I hope that he isn’t to angry about my muscling in on his shpeal of hosting these things.

[WorkerDrone]

WorkerDrone sighs, looking up at the Great Hall's very top. "Eh. I've seen better days." WorkerDrone takes another shot of the thick drink. "Oooh..." He pulls his hat down, leaning against the bar in his stool, comfortable with a shot glass in hand, and memories of old battlefields in mind.

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"Hey, I'm an Archlich I am. "

Walks over to Sofia's bed and starts to chant a spell of healing

"I hop this works...."

[Little]

Little grins, "Can you try a spell of sexiness? Oh wait, we don't need that, we already are!"

Little laughs, smiling at WorkerDrone.

[Angellus]

Angel walked around the couch, hoping to find Kite around it.
After a short but fruitless search he walked towards the bed of Sofi,
"Does anyone know where Kite is? Cat, black fur?"

[Little]

"Angel, can you be honest with me for a second?"

[Angellus]

Angel looked at Little for a split second, then continued searching.
"What is it?"

[Little]

"Do you like Sofia?"

[Gunner-Chan]

Spoiler: Sofias apperance (click to show/hide)

Sofia wears a dark green short jacket (It reaches about to where her ribs would end) with a slightly shorter white undershirt under it, the jacket is missing the right sleeve. She wears a leather collar around her neck with a lenght of chain about two feet in length attached to it. She has a dark green bandanna around her head with a pair of goggles worn around it. She wears very short green shorts around which she wears a belt with two pouches attached to it. She is also wearing a pair of black leather fingerless gloves and laceless style military boots with a pair of striped black and white thigh high socks.

((Forgot to put this. XD))

[Strife26]

Strife starts to look for the cat as well.

At least he seems to have forgotten about Sofia.

[Angellus]

"Why do you ask?"
Angel noticed Strife helping him, "Thanks"
Making the whistle again he looks around towards the bed Sofi lies on, seeing something move from under the two pillows.

[Little]

"Just curious. You aren't bad looking, and the bed in my apartment could fit three people, but you seem like too much of a jerk from what I've seen to be allowed to go into my apartment. Anyways..."

Little gets up and walks over to Strife.

"Is it against the rules for me and Sof to make out in here? I'm willing to make concessions."

[WorkerDrone]

"Hold it right there criminal scum." The room is a slight more tense. WorkerDrone glances up. "Keep the lovey dovey crap outside, will you? Try and enjoy the peace and civility of friends and a nice glass of your favored drink." WorkerDrone grunts, looking slightly downward again.