Phantomlink959

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

"Have to ask the granddaughter where we're headed." Brenner responds, standing up as the bus halts, he inhales slowly smelling the air "Cool, damp, reptilian paradise." he observes, pulling one of the poorly labelled bottle of alchohol from his bag and tucking it into a jacket pocket. "Question is, any wetlands in the area?" he finishes stepping off the bus and waiting at the doors for Cecelia.

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

"Good point." he agrees, looking at the hiker cautiously "But WHY were you walking along the road for so long? he asks, leaning back in his seat and propping up one leg over a knee, wearing a not-so-subtle stare of suspicion.

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

The old man elects not to provide the hitchhiker with a rude awakening, instead slipping past his granddaughter and the young man who had joined them, taking a seat behind the newest passenger "Not a lot of people can sleep on public transportation." he states abruptly after settling in.

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

@Camerch Might I suggest putting thoughts in italics? helps differentiate them from speech, and is pretty common practice in written works.

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

Brenner sees the new girl approaching himself, Cecelia, and William, giving a half-assed wave as he continues to play with a rubber band, weaving it around his fingers randomly "Welcome aboard." he greets calmly, "How do you feel about UFOs? ever seen one?" he inquires of the others bus riders, taking careful aim at the sleeping hitchhiker with a rubber band as he debates bringing him into the discussion.

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Brenner pauses to give William a funny look "You do know that the TSA and FAA both allow flint and steel, right?"

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"My tool of choice, as you may have guessed," Brenner chimes in, reaching into the small bag strapped to his belt, withdrawing a handful of rubber bands "Is far more subtle he finishes, tucking all but one away after a moment and zipping the bag shut, he idly fiddles with the remaining band.

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

Not so much an interest in insanity as needing to play something a little more crazy right now to keep myself from burning out between schoolwork and trying desperately to replace my former co-gm's character.

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

"Have to ask my dad on that one, he was the soldier in the family." he closes the book and slides it back into its place in his jacket, "Oh, avoid the Flatwoods in west virginia during early winter, long story short the beastie breathes out mustard gas. Brenner warns, eyeing the flint and steel "Better off packing a butane lighter. probably. he once again removes the lotion bottle of homebrewed hooch and take a sip, staring out the window at the crowd once more.

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His seemingly pointless map/notebook MIGHT be an insanely elaborate encryption systems for tracking his research on aliens and UFOs that literally nobody but him could even BEGIN to understand because of how ridiculous it is.
Still utterly useless besides roleplaying, but yet another layer of "the fuck is with this guy"

If that's okay I mean, either way it's still just a notebook of useless information, but i can have him pretend to be looking for things instad of actually have them written in it.