BlessedWrath

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

Proooooooooobably. I have noticed a few more characters than I'm used to. ^_^

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

I did not notice anything about post order or posting limits; just the once-per-week minimum. Am I correct in assuming this is more toward a "whenever you get the chance" thing?

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

Well, at least there's activity. Some roleplays, you go weeks before you hear anything from anyone.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

@Estylwen I quite agree. It's not far from New Raygate, which gives me the chance to run some...hm...questionable errands, and the factories/warehouses and whatnot give me an all-you-can-squat buffet of hiding places. Plus, junkyards. I'm guessing you guys have already figured out Sam's special love of junkyards. The things people throw away...

Also, my notifications aren't working, so I was not updated on any of this OOC chatter. I guess I'll just have to check in, periodically. If I miss something, please bear with me. I've been spoiled on that whole "somebody made a post" alert thingy.

Last Chance

I don't really like presets either. Like...I'll do superheroes, but there better not be any established characters straight out of Marvel.

Realism is a big point for me as well. If it can't be explained, it can't be used.

Last Chance

Maybe!

What sort of roleplay are you looking for?

Last Chance

You and I are wearing the same colors, dude. I had been off and on for years, searching for a decent group. I thought I'd found it, but...they disbanded. Now I'm back on RPG and hunting for good roleplay again.

Hope you find it.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

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Samantha Cole

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Old Raygate, Prince Ed-Field.

Sam hunkered down in the doorway of one of Old Raygate's neglected factories. She guessed it would have been some kind of automotive plant, judging from the residual smell of oils and other fluids. Rust on the fittings, grime on the windows, and plants forcing their way through cracks in the parking lot all gave this property a time-of-death around a couple of years. She picked the cleanest spot of the arch and shimmied herself into a meager amount of comfort before popping the latch on her messenger bag.

The crinkling plastic of today's rations sent her back to the institution. It reminded her of the film she'd had to tear away from their mass-produced meal trays. She ate automatically, as if a reflex, like breathing. At this point in her life, she barely bothered to make note of what was in the package. These days, it was all about getting in and out before making a lasting impression on anyone.

The day's events replayed in her mind while she absently chewed. She was vaguely aware of the taste of oatmeal and raisins. The irony of having to subsist on junk food was not lost on her; especially as she involuntarily recalled how she'd refused her last client.

"I don't scramble police bands," she had said. "Whatever it is, you're gonna have to do it without me."

That thought made her chuckle. She would rip off countless marks for food money, but she wouldn't take a high-profile job that might have set her up for a year; maybe more. Her levity passed as she remembered his reaction.

"You had your chance."

Now that was an odd thing to say to someone you wanted to help you. At first, Sam had figured he and his buddies were going to knock over a jewelry store and didn't want the cops to be able to coordinate the chase. But the area of coverage and the scale of it...

She poked at her tablet half-heartedly and pulled up an area map of the target in question. There weren't many locations of any real value; just a lot of fairgrounds and such. Why should that pull the attention of any criminal with enough funds to request a communications blackout, never mind whether she could do it or not. She stopped chewing for a second and, just for that moment, could not get past that conundrum.

"Just 'cause I didn't do it, doesn't mean it didn't get done." Sam's voice of reason prodded her. She whisked away the area map and pulled up a few news sites. The absence of any notable events was a little too consistent for her liking. The only thing she found was a few promotional websites for some DOVE rally.

"Oh hell..."

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

I'm rethinking Sam's district. -_-

Coutrbridge sounds like a classy, upscale, clean area. It might be hard for her to make the right movements in that area. I'm re-reading the other districts now. I definitely like the downtown vibe, but something a little less...perfect...would do nicely. Somewhere you wouldn't have to go far before running into some abandoned buildings.

I'm not thinking Harlem, or anything. Just...a place where you would be able to make a deal and not necessarily be caught right away. Old Raygate sounds more appropriate. I'll keep reading.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

Very good, then.

I haven't been on a site like this in a couple of years, so I wasn't aware of the "raw" thing, or what it did. Now that I do know, I can use it in the future. Thanks for the heads up. ^_^

I'm going to take a little time to compose an intro post, then see what happens. Thanks for the opportunity.