Rules…
-Swearing and graphic stuff are allowed, but keep at least a bit of a filter.
-Four characters maximum.
-Don't be too dramatic.
-Have fun.
Me: Alright, everyone, welcome.
Baron: Yay, another one.
Connor: I hate all of you.
Marcus: Aye what is this?
Aiko: walks up to the bookshelf, analyzes books
(may I join?)
Yos.
Me: ok so Ava I've ruined your life a lot but today you get a break. just go talk to people i guess
Ava: wait what??
group
Oliver: What is this place?
Ansel: It's a prison.
Jon: You'll know what that looks like someday, Ansel.
Ansel: swears
Darius: Language.
Jon: Oh, who cares?
Ava: looked over at the others um hi there
group
Jon: Hi! smiles
Ava: well hello I'm Soph- she was about to say her old name but before she could finish she jumped back becuase of a small shock. man! I really thought that this thing wouldn't work here, she mumbled looking down at the screen that is implanted into her right arm.
Baron: What's up people?
Marcus; Yeah.
Avery: I warn you, my brother is about to start flirting with everything
Angel: Hello pretty people!
Kilándrè: WTF I hate stupid male flirting
Ryllachor: LANGUAGE!
Incëreth & Tindorë: Shut up, Language Boy
Me: Yeah that's the…normal reaction
group
Jon: Wow. That's like Darius's reaction. fake coughs Hypocrite glares at Darius
Darius: There are children present!
Oliver: That hasn't stopped you before…
group
Jon: Also, Ansel is a child so….
Connor: faceplate and inserts headphones
group
Jon: Hey Angel! waves
Angel: HELLO!
group
Jon: internal monologue: Oh crap he's cute
Baron: Welcome stranger!
Connor: facepalms Not another one
Marcus: Don't mind him.
Aiko: Yeah. He's just edgy.
Avery: wow an edgelord, what have we done to be graced with your presence
Connor: Believe it or not, sweetheart, all of existence is blessed with my presence. gives a wry smile
Incëreth: Aria go away this is not for children
Tindorë: DON'T CALL ME THAT! AND I'M NOT GOING
Kilándrè: It might be a good idea for you to leave. For your sanity's sake
Tindorë: Fine. glares and leaves
group
Jon: Connor would get along well with Nich.
Ansel: Good thing we reached the 4 character limit.
Jon: is sad bc Peggy wasn't chosen as one of the 4
Kilándrè: I apologise for the ungainly entrance
Incëreth: eye roll (whisper) Seriously Princess?
Kilándrè: pokes her with auric whip
Incëreth: Ow! glares
(can I add two characters?)
group
Jon: Let's, um….let's keep physical weapons to a minimum, please?
Angel: that means you have to get rid of yours Avery
Avery: growl fine
(I'm just going to do it)
Me: here's some company.
Claire: Sh*t why just why?
Ethan: Yay! I was getting bored!
Claire: that's because you got thrown in solitary AGAIN
Connor: chuckles
Me: You too, Connor.
Connor: Alright, but only because I'm in a good mood. takes off trenchcoat and hands over two combat knives, a skorpion, a fold-out AK-47, and a sword
Marcus: Damn son!
Baron: *hands me his Multi-Weapon.
Me: Keep it, I trust you.
Connor: And you don't trust me!?!
Me: You're the biggest bad boy here.
Connor: Well, you're right about that.
Avery:* takes off his sweatshirt and reveals a multitude of wepons trapped to his chest and back* here
Me: All of them
Avery: fine.. reaches in his pockets and pulls out some small knives and a rolled up whip.
Ava: looks at the weapons with her eyes wide.
Ethan: wow!! were did you get all that? I was like really close to holding a gun once!
Claire: holds the back of Ethan's shirt so he can't run to the weapons. an official tackled you and you tried to grab his gun, even though you know that its locked.
