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After 7 years I find myself back here. Reading my various writings from when I was younger. I am thankful to everyone I've roleplayed with, and I'm sorry for leaving so much behind abruptly.
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After 7 years I find myself back here. Reading my various writings from when I was younger. I am thankful to everyone I've roleplayed with, and I'm sorry for leaving so much behind abruptly.
Ed stepped out of the plane carrying two duffel bags one of them was the same one he had during the meeting. The other was one he prepped during the two down days they had. He was wearing his usual cloths which basically pass for low profile. He had no guns on him all of those had been put in the duffel bag. At least he wasn't the only one carrying a big bag of course referring to Conrat who had his big sword hidden in a big sports bag.
"Well take in the view, but make it quick we're probably on a tight schedule." Ed said while of course also taking in the view. He's been in Germany before but never had the time to look into it.
Name: Riku Gracer Age: 16 Height: 5'9" Weight: 120 lbs Nationality: American Appearance: Bio: Riku was the driver and his four friends were mechanics they were a great team back home. Riku would win the races and the rest would repair the car, but eventually things get boring so when spice needs to be added to the recipe you must add it. Before a big race Riku and his crew were approached by some very shady people they said just win the race and become rich very rich. Of course Riku and friends couldn't turn down the deal, but Riku placed 4th and when they went to find the shady looking people. Turns out they were mobsters and said make their money back and keep their lives, but if they don't well what do you think happens to people who can't pay back the mob. And so with a deadline so close this race could mean life and death. Theme Song: youtube.com/watch?v=Clp8dUWi6Mo
Name: Stylo Apperance: Firepower: 0 Grip: 25 Frame: 15 Acceleration: 15 Top Speed: 45 Special Weapon#Ability: (explained later) Personal Weapon: A switch blade. Flavor Text: (It'll come to me eventually)