Come hit this lit RP session.

Logan strolled casually into the bar, letting the door slam shut behind him and sliding into a nearby barstool. "I'd like a Blue Moon, please."

"Blue moon? Nice!" I said. "Yeah! Get me a glass of s'mores schnapps, too! This vodka's getting old."

"Thanks, dude," Logan replied, slapping the other guy across the chest. "I respect that."

"I prefer Corona and Rolling Rocks myself!" I said. Thinking something over.
"Oh what the hell… Round of schnapps for everyone!"

Logan clapped rowdily and smiled. "Bro, you got taste."

(Hiya!Im Gonna Be My Character maddie if thats Dandy!)

Maddie Was Walking down a dimly lit street when she heard the sound of cheers coming from some sort of bar.She walked in and Sat at the bar counter, Her head down out of some type of embarrassment she was having right now.

"Well, I been at this for some time now!" I said.
Just then, a few guys bursted in the door, two were wearing what looked like SWAT gear, and holding MP-5's, the one in the middle, was in a blue suit with lime green dress shirt under and black skinny tie. He had black loafers with a silver rivet on each one, and a black belt on with a silver forked buckle, he had a Glock-17 in his hands.
"Frank Doe, of the F.A.A. we've received word that this establishment houses nonhuman freaks regularly. We're here on orders from the Capital, to detain any freaks present!"

(FAA, or Federal Antifreak Agency, a corporate secret organization run by a politician with an Anti-nonhuman stance, run by a shell company, it claims to be a government organization but it isn't.)

(Yes? No? If you don't like this, I dunno, I can change it, it's rather sudden, I am aware.)

(bruh if i'da known that… can i change my character to be a cat human hybrid?)

(No problem, I mean, having mind control still counts as being nonhuman though.)

(But still, go ahead!)

(lol ok)
Logan glared at the group with inhuman rage and slowly reached into the small of his back for his gun. "Now, we don't want no trouble here, no sir…" He subjected mockingly, hoping the guy wouldn't notice his paw inching closer…
closer…
closer…

"Oh, Frankie, you should've told me you were coming!" I said.
I snapped my fingers, causing a blinding flashy of light. Naturally, I had adjusted to both extreme light, and extreme darkness, being able to control both and all! In the blink of an eye my gun was out, I shot one of the SWAT-looking guys in the part of his knees that was jointed and vulnerable, and he fell to the ground. Doe was next…

Got it.
Logan whipped around to face the government people. "Y'all bass tards don't move!!"

i (Maddie) sat in the corner watching the commotion playing with my darkness

the girl just watched the fight from outside
curious as to what was happening.
but making no attempts to help.
(I'm saying girl because I haven't named my character yet.)

"You're not human either, eh?" I said, looking at the man next to me .
I pushed everybody down and ran towards them, in their blindness, the two remaining men let loose a volley of bullets, most of which I was able to dodge, but I saw their guns trail off from me, and I had to intercept them.
I got hit twice, but it was worth it as long as nobody else hot hurt.
"Fuck," I swore as I reached Doe, his gun was out of ammo, so I didn't have to dodge it. I grabbed his gun, and the hands he had wrapped around it, pulling them past me until his neck was at mey side, I punched him in the solar plexus using one hand, and twisting my body slightly, I elbowed him in the small of his back… He went down with a wicked thud.

(One guy left, get it while it's hot!!!)

"Nice!!" Logan exclaimed, bleeding from a grazed cheek that a bullet had missed. He shot the last guy standing in the chest and ran up to Doe and the other guy. "What should we do with him?"

"I dunno, what've you got up your sleeve?"

I shot a ball of darkness at the group

(What does said darkness do?)

(my character is watching all the fighting from outside.)

(Which guy?)

"Hmm, if he's government maybe we use him as an anonymous ransom? Get a little oppression off our backs? Or we could just torture him." Logan rubbed his brow and slid the guy's phone and wallet out of his pockets. "There's… $4,339 in cash… Several cards… Ooh! A Papa John's coupon!!"

"Sounds about right!" I said. "But I have an idea!"

"You can take his wallet…" I said…