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Yeah, I agree with that. Democratic GMing!
Man, RPing as Adam/Bruce is starting to make me feel schizophrenic. I hope I dont get admitted to this RP irl as it goes on...
"Ahh, the good doctah' is in the house."
Bruce was still hunched over Adam, staring him straight in the face, but as soon as Dr. De Note entered the room, he shifted his body and stared at him, still upside down. Adam then turned his head to look at the doctor, then softly said "Yes." He slowly began to get up, and was surprised to find that despite Bruce's massive size, he weighed just like an extra appendage that he would have been used to for his whole life. This was because Bruce could carry his own weight, and was now a part of Adam that emanated throughout his whole body, and not just from his back. It was also because Bruce was mostly ghost too, and ghosts don't really weigh anything.
Adam moved towards the back wall, legs feeling like jelly. He had no idea how long he had gone without walking but it had probably been a while. Bruce was still turned towards the doctor. "So, 'ows it goin' mate? I can see you like yer job, tellin' little girls like this one what ta' do, hehehe!"
Adam had his hands on the back wall, trying to stable himself.
"Shut up Bruce, just do what he says!"
Adam was pissed off. He accepted being taken to asylums so that he could receive help for his problem, and now his problem had been increased tenfold! Instead of switching between Bruce and Adam, he would have to deal with Bruce 24/7, and Bruce had claws now.
"You tellin' me what to do, mate? You don't have that authority anymore!"
At this point, Bruce was squeezing Adam's face, applying pressure in order to assert his dominance. Adam began swiping at Bruce's face with his left hand, sometimes connecting with little tiny baby slaps.
Bruce was still hunched over Adam, staring him straight in the face, but as soon as Dr. De Note entered the room, he shifted his body and stared at him, still upside down. Adam then turned his head to look at the doctor, then softly said "Yes." He slowly began to get up, and was surprised to find that despite Bruce's massive size, he weighed just like an extra appendage that he would have been used to for his whole life. This was because Bruce could carry his own weight, and was now a part of Adam that emanated throughout his whole body, and not just from his back. It was also because Bruce was mostly ghost too, and ghosts don't really weigh anything.
Adam moved towards the back wall, legs feeling like jelly. He had no idea how long he had gone without walking but it had probably been a while. Bruce was still turned towards the doctor. "So, 'ows it goin' mate? I can see you like yer job, tellin' little girls like this one what ta' do, hehehe!"
Adam had his hands on the back wall, trying to stable himself.
"Shut up Bruce, just do what he says!"
Adam was pissed off. He accepted being taken to asylums so that he could receive help for his problem, and now his problem had been increased tenfold! Instead of switching between Bruce and Adam, he would have to deal with Bruce 24/7, and Bruce had claws now.
"You tellin' me what to do, mate? You don't have that authority anymore!"
At this point, Bruce was squeezing Adam's face, applying pressure in order to assert his dominance. Adam began swiping at Bruce's face with his left hand, sometimes connecting with little tiny baby slaps.
BrodZ11711 said
As i said to Jabber, we should all come with updates in the OOC, and decide which would be best.
That sounds like a great idea! Democratic gming, and as Dawnstar said, he can be the GM as long as he has a co-GM. Well, if everyone is the co-GM, then it all works out!
As for the tag team ability, don't forget that dawnstar isn't the only one with wind based attacks ;)
Perhaps you could join when order is established. As for me, I'd love to co-GM but I don't have enough time nor knowledge about the one piece world. It's been over a year since I've read the manga I think, so I'm relying on the wiki to remind me about certain things.
Thank you very much for the opportunity to join this though. I agree with Thanatos in that this is probably one of the few RPs that has had me genuinely excited, and I would absolutely hate to see it die. :(
I hope things get better for you Jabber.
Thank you very much for the opportunity to join this though. I agree with Thanatos in that this is probably one of the few RPs that has had me genuinely excited, and I would absolutely hate to see it die. :(
I hope things get better for you Jabber.
My main gripe is that she was able to break a walker's neck with her bare hands and kill it.
Walkers don't get killed like that and they are stronger than humans because they have unlimited endurance. Also, the smell would be overpowering in a close situation like that.
Walkers don't get killed like that and they are stronger than humans because they have unlimited endurance. Also, the smell would be overpowering in a close situation like that.
I'm gonna make my next post tomorrow, and I hope to encounter I-Am-X's character in the middle of his fight, unless something pops up and I'll have to move her into a different situation instead.
We're also waiting on aegyolk.
Jason looked at Graham's hand for a second, confused. He then realized that he had to take his hand and shake it. It felt like an eternity since humanity shattered, and Jason had almost forgotten the customs of the beforetimes. Before the pause became too awkward, Jason moved his axe to his left hand, pointing it downwards, and with his right, he shook Graham's hand.
"Jason" His voice felt gruff, and then he realized that he hadn't spoken since he had been held at gunpoint in the middle of the night by a very dangerous stranger a few nights before. "You also saw that girl just walk up to a stranger without any form of caution, right?"
He adjusted his rucksack, placing the axe in a loop in the left strap before doing so. Suddenly it hit him. What if this guy is with the other survivors? What if he'd recognize the rucksack he was carrying? He mentally shook his head and thought, No, if he was, they'd have already ambushed me by now. Besides, the guy just checked the bushes where I just was. This man is alone, like me.
As an act of goodwill, he took off his rucksack, rummaging through it and pulled out one of his two canteens. He had filled both of them up with water from a nearby creek before coming to the city, and sipped a bit from one of them as he hiked today. He handed the canteen that was still full to the stranger. "I noticed you picked up that guy's bottle. Seems like you don't have one of your own. Take this one. I've got another, it's fine."
In his mind, Jason figured that even if this man was with the dangerous survivors, this act of goodwill would perhaps get to him in some way, and perhaps even spark a moral dilemma within him. That was if he was with the dangerous people, after all...
"Jason" His voice felt gruff, and then he realized that he hadn't spoken since he had been held at gunpoint in the middle of the night by a very dangerous stranger a few nights before. "You also saw that girl just walk up to a stranger without any form of caution, right?"
He adjusted his rucksack, placing the axe in a loop in the left strap before doing so. Suddenly it hit him. What if this guy is with the other survivors? What if he'd recognize the rucksack he was carrying? He mentally shook his head and thought, No, if he was, they'd have already ambushed me by now. Besides, the guy just checked the bushes where I just was. This man is alone, like me.
As an act of goodwill, he took off his rucksack, rummaging through it and pulled out one of his two canteens. He had filled both of them up with water from a nearby creek before coming to the city, and sipped a bit from one of them as he hiked today. He handed the canteen that was still full to the stranger. "I noticed you picked up that guy's bottle. Seems like you don't have one of your own. Take this one. I've got another, it's fine."
In his mind, Jason figured that even if this man was with the dangerous survivors, this act of goodwill would perhaps get to him in some way, and perhaps even spark a moral dilemma within him. That was if he was with the dangerous people, after all...
Lol it wasn't even his doodle, it was just the stem that attached him to Adams back. Perhaps I should've cleared it up in the post.
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