(Oh this is gonna be fun)
(I'm going to make Ace flirt with everyone)
(Oh god im dead XD)
Mutation Island RP.
(Oh another flirty one.)
yessssssss
It's cool!
(Alright, everyone! Should we get started? The only ones missing are the Experiments!)
(I guess so)
(Yes please. :p)
(rad)
(I'll start if you guys want!)
(Okay!)
(Sounds groovy)
(Sounds grate.)
Beacon woke up on something hard, compact, and dank. He had barely come to when he realized that he was sleeping on the ground. He shot to his feet analyzing his surroundings. He was in a lush, dense, muggy jungle, in a rather spacious clearing as well.
It appeared there were others in his presence, all asleep, but stirring. Beside them lay an overturned, practically crushed Humvee. He sat on a sizeable rock, checking them all out, planning his next move.
Sean awoke with a panic, he looked around, he was on the floor in a forest surrounded by people he didn't know, he saw someone awake sitting on a rock and panicked. He quickly got up wanting to leave as quickly as possible
Ace fluttered his eyes open, wondering how drunk he'd gotten last night to knock him out cold like this. His fingers moved, grasping for his guns. "Susan? Zodiac?" he groaned, pulling himself up to his feet. He got up and blinked a couple of times before spotting his guns on the ground, next to a plant? A plant? What? Why was he..here? Ace drew in a breath, looking at his surroundings. Okay, okay, okay. I can deal with this. I've ended up in weirder places before.
"Hmh! Two of them aren't dead." He said, getting up. He checked all their pulses and breathing.
“Am I supposed to be here?” Amber groaned to herself. She was laying on… plants. How…? Why…? She slowly sat up.
Ace whipped around, incredibly confused, but not before picking up his guns. "I have a crap ton of questions." he warned the man, "And first, I want to know why the frick I'm on a plant-infested piece of land."
"I don't know how the Hell we got here!" Beacon spoke up. "But it's important that we don't panic, and we plan our next move." Straight to business as usual.
There was bickering. On this vegetated island.
Oh goodie.
I need to leave Sean thought as the man with guns got angry, he slowly back away towards the trees away from the people
"Oh my god, great. This is like a net drama. I'm guessing none of us know where we are, right?" Ace sighed and flicked the safety on for his guns, trying to make sure he didn't accidentally shoot someone. "I guess the only thing we have to do now is build up trust between us, make sure none of us are secret murderers, and then find a way to bring us all back home. Fun."
“That sounds really fun.” Amber said, finally standing up.
"Whatever you say, boss." Beacon said, sarcastically. He searched his pockets. All he had was a flask of rum, and a screwdriver, oddly enough. He didn't remember putting it there, but he didn't really remember yesterday either.
Ace tapped the side of his cheek, "Now, you see, the first thing I'm getting from you is that you're a debbie-downer." he sat down on the ground, avoiding any plants. "I'm also getting that you," he whirled to face the girl, "are a girl. That's really all."
(Nvm)
Sean turned to leave when he saw a very strange looking animal and jumped back loudly russling the leaves
"Oh, what the hell!" Beacon yelled, at the noise.
He turned back around towards the people dammit He thought as his plans of leaving unnoticed failed
"Gah, trouble already?" he jumped up, flicking the safety off on his guns. Is this the part where someone almost dies and then someone saves that person and then for the whole movie they have a sort of thing between them? He kissed the barrel of one of his guns, admiring the way the sun made it shine. "Ready Susan?"
"Anyone have a container, to store fluids?" Beacon asked, knowing how awkward it sounded at a time like this.