If no one else gets one up I'll have one up quickly
Please do.
@AcerRo wait... there is a two post rule....
Yo homie, we got things to hash out. Frank out here mean mugging without probable cause! He hasn't even done anything else yet!
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Yo homie, we got things to hash out. Frank out here mean mugging without probable cause! He hasn't even done anything else yet!
I'll get one up before the days over.
We're gonna do a time skip by Saturday. We'll move it about a month down the line and intro any new characters get healed and have a better understanding of the powers and coast.
After that some shits gonna go down.
After that some shits gonna go down.
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I want some....
Everything has a price homie.
@TaliPaendrag
I'd rather @Ace of flames01 just move us along.
So who's left to post? We need to get this ball rolling... Nowish preferably.
@AcerRo who's Raylan talking about? Idk if you haven't noticed this but most of the girls there have dark hair XD
We have one of two options... Whatever character is going to be most offended or Sophia
@Subject Zero
He drinks that shit he found drunk is going to be an understatement. Apple pie is either really good, or you're gonna have a very deep and philascocal conversation with a bush.
He drinks that shit he found drunk is going to be an understatement. Apple pie is either really good, or you're gonna have a very deep and philascocal conversation with a bush.
Sorry that took so long to post, I got put on these sleeping pills and I just seem to pass out now.
Raylan Elisha Wilcox
Location: Basement
Raylan tossed down his last cigarette and stomped it out. He took a deep breath and headed towards the entrance of the basement. He passed for a moment, he really didn't want to do this. Another deep sigh and he left for a fresh cup of coffee.
It didn't take long for Raylan to get to where he was supposed to be. Raylan knew these halls very well. Whenever Frank grounded him, this was one of the places he spent the most time. He trained more than he did almost as much as anything… Almost. There was only two things that could ever take president over training.
As he walked into the meeting the room he instantly saw Grace, he could have done without her being the first thing he saw. Raylan flopped into an empty lounge chair and winced ever so slightly. One would have to be watching him very close to see it. He could feel his heartbeat in his brusies.
Raylan gave a lazy wave and looked at each one of them. They all looked so down about being here. He wondered what bullshit excuse they were going to give about it. Raylan flat out did not like many people, he especially hated new people he didn't know. He hated those psychics the most. When he was done looking them over, his eyes found two people that stood out. Two girls for lack of a better word, one with black hair that seemed to be attached to Frank at the hip. The other was a was smiling, she one of those ‘I got to be the most popular in the whatever’ types. Raylan had a gift for picking those types out, they made his life a living hell after his father stabbed him. “Frank. What's with the growth?” Raylan said pointing at the dark hair.
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