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I feel I've made the awkward recluse of a character, but he's not at all that way. And yet, at the moment, he just wants to chill alone... We'll see how things play out in the next post I guess.
Whelp that went...a way >.> Suppose I'll get a reply up here in the not to far away future.
Tough question. With it being this early, if real life takes Vertical away, we could go either way. Depends on if there's someone who wants to lead it? I'm a crappy GM so don't look to me for that >.>
I've seen that happen before. Hopefully real life is what's holding Vertical back.
Dead roleplay lol But seriously, not yet? I'm still here.
Finally, got it done. Even if it isn't as good as I would have liked. I lost it again and I just don't have the patience for doing it again :/
He had to admit he liked the rain. He'd always liked the rain. But here, in the Sunshine State, it was a beast of it's own. It rained when the sun was shining sometimes. He remembered watching old reruns of Nick shows, seeing the bright, sunny, Universal Studios. It was gone, of course, so even though he was now in Orlando from St. Louis, he couldn't see what it was really like back in the 90s. But this rain was nice and dark. He liked that too. He was on watch, even in the rain they came so they had to stand around and keep a look out. He'd left his jacket back in his tent, he only had the one of those. But he had a few t shirts and a two pairs of jeans. So he'd let the rain soak his shirt, which he'd finally stripped off and hung off the back of his pants. Someone new, he was sure, because he couldn't remember their name came up to take over for him, and he happily handed the rifle over before heading back to his tent. He changed into...well at least dry if not clean jeans, shoving a battered paperback book into his back pocket, and pulled his hoodie on before heading to the only place hat served drinks. Even if they always seemed to hesitate on giving him anything. Conrad ran his hands through his wet curls, looking around the scene that was transpiring in the place. A fight, like normal. The number of people in this place had to lead to a fight or two. It was bound to happen in even better times. But the threat of life and death outside the camp didn't ease the tension inside it's safety. He rolled his eyes obviously, even if he would have liked to get a few swings in himself. Pushing his glasses up into his hair he headed towards the counter that served as the bar, leaning against it and waiting for the bartenders attention. He nodded to the older men just down from him, giving them a half grin of somewhat politeness.
I just got my new BFF. It's a nice and pretty Note 4.
lol you're fine. And I do like 70% of my posting from my phone. Wrote my CS on my phone. I had two tabs open for the guild and one had kept me logged in, the other (the one I was writing my post in) did not and I have no idea why :/
*grumbles* I was like half way through a post before my phone lost it. >.<
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