DarkStar

New Voyage

If you let me see I can help decide :p
@IrishAngelQueen

Lost Cards of Broken Paradise

@DarkStar

Beep, beep. My avian, linux lover. Welcome to the show. Wanna, motherfucking. build relationships with us and shit?

@Iktomi

Nah, brother. What I meant is like. You wrote that he's aware he ain't that intelligent. Well, Balith appears stoic and intelligent. So he can defer for him for shit he feels is out of his league. That be like, his personal shit to develop. Maybe he to, motherfucking. realize that intelligence can come from anywhere, just like stupidity.

and that, roles ain't so clear cut and shit. He can still be more independent than a texan survivalist. Just a little insecure and unsure in specific shit. Because he's young.

Shit, man. I ain't like. Trying to slam my ink on your paper, you know. Just, thinknig of shit that might. Spice dialogue and fuckery.

@ScreenAcne

Yes I do. But you all talk so quickly D:

Is the chat up? @Mae

Lost Cards of Broken Paradise

Awe.
I want
some credits
too....
life is painful!


Nah. So @duskshine749. We are good friends then? Alrighty.

Are there any rival coalitions we can face against :p

New Voyage

Sunday 1900 hours

Elenor was as silent as she usually was as silent as she usually was. Wearing her bizarre favourite outfit. Her tailor suit with tails always managed to throw people on edge with how new it looked in such a dilapidated depleted world. That cold face motionless as her eyes soaked in the information around her. A soft but audible smack hitting the ground with each step as her cane hit the crumbling concrete. The red head was a strange lassy. Though through listening in on conversations and expert observations she could tell quite a lot about her. Such as a lonely childhood, that was the most striking. The near obsessive need for independence was a common occurrence for people who had such adolescence. Then again it meant nothing to her anyway, not much did.

A smile began to creep across her face as she heard the red head speak. More words than she had heard from her in the last year that she had known of her. She liked her, that she knew now. Having remained stony-faced on Kyles attempted humour it shamed her to have a deep grin suddenly appear on her face after he was berated. "Now now Alex, don't be frightened...grr", she commented to begin to giggle. That was quickly and effectively cut off as her hyper aware senses burned deep. She blinked left and within a heartbeat her stance twisted and the club like end of her walking stick came down hard onto a mutated rats cranium. The blow landed at the soft spot where the last vertebra enters the skull. It was quite the inhumane move as the thing twitched in place, forced to live through its spinal chord being bludgeoned. Her words dropped to a whisper, "It died quietly....but we should pick up the pace". "My apologies Alex", she added in, the words solem and honest but lacking any emotion.

Sunday 1930 hours

The rest of the journey was somewhat quiet. Though she knew she was able to hear skitters of claws running near them. This was definitely worth it. If Kyle was right and this pharmacy was not looted. She would definitely be in heaven. Though she would have to make sure to take the reins the moment they got in. This was an opportunity that might not come again and she could not allow junk to be taken. Antibiotics, bandages, setting cement!, all these things would make her job much, much easier and maybe save a life or two. Well, maybe not take charge, though she'd certainly beg them to listen to reason. Elenor had taken point as they arrived at the Pharmacy. It looked dead inside, which was more than comforting to her. Using her stick she gently opened the door. Moving to peer in with care. Unsure of what might lay inside.

New Voyage

Alright then.

I am here.

All can calm down.

For the mighty DarkStar posteth!

@IrishAngelQueen

Watcha doing!

Lost Cards of Broken Paradise

Meep

Lost Cards of Broken Paradise

Step1: Highlight the numbers
Step2: Ctrl and F
Step3: Put 9 in
Step4: Enjoy

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Ps. Couldn't resist....

:p

New Voyage

~:p

Most people put a nice looking tag into their signature :p

Lost Cards of Broken Paradise

Going to work on my character some more and then ill send it over to you@Mae

@duskshine749 cleared up most issues. The last part will simply be what you think needs changed.

Though I will need help on making the dice rolls for my abilities make sense as I really don't know what. Roll 2d20 for an average of thirty means in this role-play. #:

New Voyage

I do believe we need to canvas new players.

Then again. A three person role-play isn't bad.