PURRfect93

War of Magics

Brandon smiled and nodded. "names Brandon. nice to meet yall. wasn't expecting other people in all honesty." he let out a chuckle. "then again i wasnt expecting to be greeted by a pair of people out of the middle of nowhere earlier either." Just at that moment Brandon's stomach voiced its concerns of food as a loud growl erupted from within. "ehe, sorry about that. been about a week" he said with a sheepish grin

After the End (Post-Apocalyptic RP)

well i guess ill get my cs up after work then lol

Vivi-Dream

kay :O ive not really an entire plot-ish thing, but ive an idea at the very least :O

War of Magics

"students? as in plural? things are getting more interesting still." Brandon turned to follow the other man. "so, whats your name? Mines brandon, but you can call me gouls if ya like."

Vivi-Dream

mkay :O
also that pm will come eventually XD classes and all XD

War of Magics

ill post after class

War of Magics

A look of surprise was on Brandon's face as they appeared at the castle. Not what he was expecting from either the travel or the destination. Brandon looked around and nodded to each thing spirit mentioned, but it almost seemed as if his ears perked up at the mention of food. "well it has been a few days since i last had a decent meal. Is there a tour i need to take or can i just go eat for now? No offense of course," he grinned a bit, trying not to be rude but obviously hungry.

Vivi-Dream

Time passed.
things died.
places were searched.
But still the secrets of this place were kept to itself...
Alice sat upon a large mushroom, wondering what to do. She had actually searched every place now, and there was nothing. no obvious artifact, not greater power, nothing. just a place of twisted dreams and old stories. With nothing better to do she decided to head back to the museum and see what was going on. With fresh stains and glance at the gate she left the horror once again to view the saner side of life.

War of Magics

Brandon readied himself as he took spirits hand, not sure what was going to happen. He was curious what he was going to find at this new place.

Heretic. Private RP

Without thinking Kerrigan resembled her rifle and took aim, training kicking in as she located the sniper, someone she didn't know, and fired a single round. To any other snipers nearby it almost would have seemed as if his own round had came back to hit him. Kerrigan sat back down, her spot conveniently hidden by a chimney. "well alrighty then" she said with a chuckle and another puff of her cigaret. "if i ever get picked up, ill definitely be killed now. though they only have themselves to blame. all i know is my training." Looking over at Jason and the girl, she simply nodded. "To finish your sentence, i know full well your in control. just trying to help." she cocked her rifle, a spent shell flying out as she loaded another.
KERRIGAN!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU...
Kerrigan winced as the voice screamed into her hear suddenly. She popped the earpiece out, but left the mic on. "calm your tits you imperialistic asshole. Blame yourself for training me to well, you can kill me later. god it feels so good to finally cuss you out!" She laughed as she killed the mic, looking over to Jason again. "so, mistier in control, whats the plan? like i said earlier if you wanted us dead you would have killed us by know."