FlatlandGirl

Tyler Night/Flatlandgirl-Slice of Life

"It isn't one of our most popular sellers. College kids want the fruity or bad ass sounding drinks to prove they can hack it." she said laughing.

Hunted (Supernatural RP) Pretty much always open

"You are most defnitely not going to go out there on your own, Connor. Yes, we need to find others, but we need to be smart about it. We aren't going to do anyone any good withpout the aid of weapons, which we will likely have to make ourselves if we can't find any soon. I will looke at your face shortly," she said to Phil as she took off her light jean jacket. "You lay still till we can figure out he extent of your injuries." she said to the other young man (Mars), placing her jacket over his chest. she then took off her button down shirt, leaving her with her black tank top and she moved to Phill and looked at his face. "I can't do much without a kit, but we don't have that option. You need stitches, I want you to hold this shirt to your face in the mean time. If I had tape or adhesive I could do a qick fix. We need water, for both of you." she indicated both men. Paige held the shirt to Phil's face until he took over then pushed back some hair from her forehead. "This whole situation is shit." she mumbled. "Connor, I need you to see if you can find water, a running stream, not a pond. make sure the coast is clear and don't go any further than five minutes away." she moved to the other man, lifted her jacket off of him and looked him in the eyes. "Can you tell me where it hurts the most?"

Friends from Highschool.

Have we lost everyone? :-(

Tyler Night/Flatlandgirl-Slice of Life

Mycha picked up a medium sized glass, set it on the counter, pulled out a red bull from the fridge and popped it open and poured half into the glass. She put the can away the grabbed the bottle of jagermeister and poured a shot into the glass. She gave it a quick stir with a little red straw then slid it to him. "One Jagger Bomb." She said with a smile.

Tyler Night/Flatlandgirl-Slice of Life

Mycha picked up a medium sized glass, set it on the counter, pulled out a red bull from the fridge and popped it open and poured half into the glass. She put the can away the grabbed the bottle of jagermeister and poured a shot into the glass. She gave it a quick stir with a little red straw then slid it to him. "One Jagger Bomb." She said with a smile.

Tyler Night/Flatlandgirl-Slice of Life

Mycha served up a few more drinks before replying to Tyler. "Well you definitely know your stuff." She replied with a smile. "Can I get you anything else?" She wiped up a spill then tucked the towel in her back pocket.

Lion King 7: New Generation

Zephyr had left the comfort of her home to go to an outcropping that you could see the pride lands from. The grass was truly greener on the other side. She sat and watched as some females hunted a Hurd of gazelle, knowing she was just barely visible in all likelihood and even if she was, the wouldn't do anything to her, she was well inside rouge territory. Watching them hunt was like watching the synchronized flight patterns of the birds, there was purpose and direction, harmony with one another as they stalked their prey. She decided to sit and watch and see if they got anything.

Hunted (Supernatural RP) Pretty much always open

Paige was so frustrated with herself. She supposed for being someone so cold and cut off, she couldn't suppress the human instinct of compassion. She felt herself die a little with each scream she heard as she ran away. She nodded to Phillips and kept running alongside Connor. The poor kid looked scared, but he was holding it together well. When Phill came back about the cave she sighed a bit in reliefe, though she wasn't sure how she felt about a cave; it was safer than nothing she decided. "I'll take a look at your head when we get there she said to Phill. "If you want."

Lion King 7: New Generation

Bumpity bump

Friends from Highschool.

Bumpy bumpy?