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Hopefully this is alright ^^' Let me know if it needs changing or anything

Plot Sheet:

Title: Masquerade Madness Shall we dance?

Villains:


Arc:







Involved: Anyone and Everyone :D Although the main antagonist is after Crash primarily, any one that has the ability to shape-shift will pull the villains attention, though if its only one shape he won’t be as interested, if you’re not cool with this let me know.

When: Whenever it suits
- Crash -

Crash felt the corners of his mouth twitch up as she laughed. “Possibly” He confirmed though he visibly tensed as he felt her hand hover by his side, a mask of worry apparent on his face as he naturally twitched away from the heat of her palm, flinching a she executed her revenge and prodded one of his many bruises, he visibly winced at the sharp pain the prod caused but it was only brief. He had a retort on the tip of his tongue but now that he thought about it he’d rather not suffer another injury for being an ass.

Instead he settled for poking her back, laughing lightly at her reaction as she jumped into the air and pushed at his hands. He playfully poked his tongue out at her “I think you’ll find they’re not” He assured her with a small mischievous grin. As he stood by the bag wondering whether he was going to get away with just abandoning it here, he saw her hand move up towards him causing him to briefly close one of his eyes, his wayward hair flattening onto his face as she ruffled his hair this was an action he wasn’t averse to, mainly because he’d linked it to her as it seemed to be a regular form of interaction between them. Hearing his ‘new’ nickname he merely huffed in annoyance, though it wasn’t an overly convincing expression.

“True...” He admitted as he reached forward and grabbed the bag housing the majority of his clothes, he strode over to the drawers (?) to begin putting them away neatly. Leaving Kathy to rummage through the other bag which he was sure only had a few shirts and a small assortment of objects. You didn’t leave anything stupid in that bag did you? he thought idly to himself Knowing you, you probably did... He was pulled from his thoughts as her voice reached his ears, he looked up at her with curious crimson eyes “I hadn’t unpacked them otherwise I probably would have had them on me, although considering how today has been so far I’m quite glad I left them here” He replied with a light hearted smile; before he returned to the arduous task of neatly putting his clothes in drawers, his gaze occasionally drifted to rest on Kathy.

I wonder... He cleared his throat as if to get her attention “If we’re going to do this, want to play a game with me whilst we are?” He asked her, catching her eye before explaining the one he had in mind. “I’m going to ask you 8 questions and give you 10 seconds to think of an answer for each one” He started his explanation amusement lighting up his expression. “You have to say the first thing that comes into your mind. You can ask me afterwards if you want” He offered with a challenging twinkle in his crimson eye and a mischievous smile dominating his expression. He had almost finished putting his clothes away by now considering there hadn’t been an awful lot to begin with. “It’ll be fun I promise!” He assured her with a quick wink, warmth apparent in his features though a thoughtful look crossed his expression for a brief moment. “Unless...perhaps you have a better idea?” He queried, raising a questioning eyebrow at her.
Crash
1. Anything
2. Clumsy
3. Friendly
4. Here
5. Home
6. Amusement
7. Patient
8. Unpredictable
9. Companionship
10. Many
11. Undecided
12. Discover
13. Bullying
14. Hurtful
15. ...Kathy
16. Belle âme
17. Parents
18. Balanced
19. Courage
20. Soon

Little Feather
1. Spirit
2. Lost
3. Warm
4. Home
5. Longing
6. Guardian
7. Accepting
8. Understanding
9. Others
10. Possibly
11. Live
12. Experiance
13. Deception
14. Painful
15. Friends
16. Company
17. Marriage
18. Purpose
19. Stability
20. Search
Great! :D Thank you ^^ I was holding back on posting for others as well...but I think 6 days is long enough to wait? I'm not comfortable taking control of Lloyd to handle the dog situation just throwing that out there now that I can't do it ^^' But if its OK with you guys I'd like to post, in the middle of writing one out now ^^'

Edit: Guys, do we just continue like this... or possibly do a skip to the next morning? Perhaps after a few more people have posted?
Hope you feel better soon Rarity! Take as long as you need

Erm so 6 days...everyone run out of juice?
Yes ^^
Mercy

Where she was currently stood in a quarry of all places...there had been a large group of walkers hovering north of the Quarry’s entrance, they had made her question whether being on foot was a good idea. When is being on foot ever a good idea? My feet are killing me She thought bitterly to herself, the young blonde had taken cover behind a column of concrete blocks as soon as someone had set off the alarm of a dumper truck not far from her. What the hell? She peeked out from behind the concrete blocks her cornflour blue eyes focused on the few shambling corpses that emerged into the dirt road heading towards the screaming vehicle, she licked at her lower lip nervously her gaze travelling to the offices opposite her she still had time to get across..

Her hesitation cost her time however and a few of the walkers got between her and the office building before she could pluck up the courage to run for it. “Damn it” She hissed under her breath retreating back behind the concrete block she was currently using for cover, she shifted her decorative blue bow back up onto her left shoulder as she pressed her back against the cool surface behind her, she tilted her head back closing her eyes briefly, a glistening sheen of sweat covered her forehead highlighting the muck that clung to her soft features. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes again, casting her gaze towards the sky in front of her...Huh? She blinked in surprise as she caught frenzied movement in the distance, she lifted her hand to shield her eyes from the sun –typically the world goes to hell and the UK gets brilliant sunshine- focusing her attention on the roof of the building just ahead from her. She could just make out the strange make shift flag, she felt her heart leap into her throat...another survivor?

Lowering her hand she glanced around her warily before slinking away from her cover, moving slowly between the rest of the blocks she reached down and retrieved an arrow from her hip quiver holding it tightly in her right hand...it was all she had as a melee weapon, she really hoped she wouldn’t have to use it. Will it even work? Argh and the mess... She jogged down the straight path towards the large building, barely checking her corners as she went, as she got closer she noticed the flag wielder was in fact a man. She pulled up next to the last stack of blocks, glancing around it as she studied the area. Ladder! She quickly located a way to ascend the building jogging towards it eagerly, exclaiming loudly as one of the walkers lurched towards her, it was still a few yards off...she increased her pace, shooting over to the ladder.

Her hands shaking as she tried to grip the slick metal, her boots clicking as she climbed up, ignoring the groans beneath her. Don’t look down... By the time she’d reached the top she was breathing heavily and her hands were trembling, her eyes focused on the man before dropping to the dog at his side, surprise passing through her expression, she pulled herself up and onto the roof slowly. “...I come in peace?” She murmured, looking at him warily she hovered by the ladder, offering the back of her hand to his dog so it could sniff her, if it came to investigate her.
I'm still interested in this! I just may not be able to get a post out until tomorrow >.< Is that OK?
Crash Bandicoot:
Love: Crash: Home cooked food – Nothing beats it, it tastes better than anything else regardless of what it is.
Hate: Crash: Lemon Meringue Pie – Was fed it as a baby because the bitter taste made me pull faces...it still does.
Mixed: Crash: Sushi – I like it but I don’t understand it...so small yet so delicious. I usually don’t even know what I’m eating when I have it

Lion:
Love: Lion: Sirloin Steak - What's not to like about it?!
Hate: Lion: Lettuce - Why...just why would you eat it?
Mixed: Lion: Ice Cream - I like it...but it bites me every time I try to eat it, right on the nose!
Maengun said
So by your logic if I have 5 speed and 1 fitness I would be the worlds fastest fat man so I am going to pull my request to participate in your rp.


Well by that logic if you were speed 5 but fitness 1 you would be able to dodge like a boss...for about 5 seconds :/ Or sprint really fast but without good fitness you're not going to get very far, regardless of how fast you are. Besides fitness would link into strength as well. It sounds more like fitness would be linked into determining the duration of your abilities, perhaps like Stamina?

Excuse the interruption...^^' Just a thought >.>
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