Red7VII

—OBLIVION.

CS is 98% done. Have to do some formatting to it, but you'll see it soon!

Red Dead Reckoning

Location: Armadillo || Mentions: @ONL

Seven looked at the man's wanted poster as she took a swig of the juice, swishing it around in her mouth before a hard swallow. The man had introduced himself, but Seven was reluctant to extend the same courtesy. It wasn't long before the bar's owner chimed in demanding that Seven be claimed and relocated.

Draven watched her as the shots rang out and continued to do so when the adults returned. He followed the little girl's eyes, tried to see what she was seeing, think what she was thinking. As he watched, it was obvious that Seven's focus was lacking. She was more interested in watching the adults react to one another than offering any information or participation of her own. Maybe she was scheming, or perhaps she was startled because of all the commotion. Seven's eyes eventually caught his own and the world slowed down for a split second. They both turned to stone and stared for what felt like half an hour but was truly as long as two blinks of an eyelid. It was a que.

"C'mon now, girl," he called out, beckoning her over with a few waves of his arms. She nodded and obeyed, bringing her glass of lemonade with her before sitting at the opposite end of Draven's table. He looked up to the man that had introduced himself earlier as Erik. "She's called Seven," he announced as he gave Erik a once over. With one of Erik's questions answered, he felt the need to address the other. "And you're lookin' for some Melbattons, huh?" His tone gave away that Draven was less than impressed by them.

"Are you a bounty hunter?" It was a question, but out of Seven's mouth, it sounded more like an accusation.

"Hey," Draven barked, scowling at the girl. "Shut it." He gave the girl a look that lions reserve for when they have to deal with their enemies. The fiery grimace soon faded into a face of innocent curiosity as he turned his attention back to Erik. "You a bounty hunter?"

—OBLIVION.

I'll try and get a CS up by today or tomorrow. Pretty excited!

Welcome to Mega City [original universe w/superhumans...]

Pulling out. Thanks for having me.

Cold Front: Tacitum (Completed)

And here's what important people did at night:

Character	Role	Night 1	Night 2
Vinnie	Mole	Bust Jane	Bust Leo
Lucia	Roleblocker	Block Reika	Block Alice
Alice	Enforcer	Protect Reika	Protect Reika
Jane	Investigator	Investigate Vinnie	N/A

@Gcold

PROTECT REIKA, PROTECT REIKA?!

OBLIVION— a linear superhero roleplay

If anyone hasn't seen Chronicle, I encourage you to do so.

@hawkins

Loved it! Found Footage plus Superpowers. It was an awesome match-up. For those who haven't seen it, it's the reason Michael B Jordan is a thing. Dane DeHaan was very good in the role, too, and I have a hard time seeing him as anything else but THAT DUDE.

One Punch Man: The New Class

Sounds interesting as a concept. I'd be curious what kind of plot the game would revolve around.

Red Dead Reckoning

@Gunther I understand. Thanks for your contribution thus far. Until next time, I suppose, my friend.

RPGN // Issue No.1 - July 2019

Red Dead Reckoning

The year is 1897.

The age of Outlaws and Gunslingers was reaching its twilight. America was becoming a land of laws. Even the West had mostly been tamed. A few gangs still roamed, but they were being hunted down and destroyed.

@RPGN

Thanks much, bud! The shout out is definitely appreciated. This whole thing was put together very well. Kudos!

The Red Hoods: Initiates

THOMAS LENDELL :+: NPC :+: MENTIONS: @Almalthia@Argetlam350

"The marks of the beast?!" Thomas Lindell's voice was clumsy, his words slurring a bit as he came up on the couple's side, looking like he had just left the tavern up ahead. "Sho you folk is 'afflicted', huh?" A crooked smile sat on his face as if the news was entertaining to him. Perhaps he just took pleasure in the misery of others, or maybe he loved the irony that these afflicted people were hoods.

"Seemsh like our 'afflicted' problems," he said, making air quotes as he swayed, "got way worshe when you all appointed yershelves gods." He then started to look around, seeing if he had an audiance. "Look out, folk!" he called. "Them Hoods is here! Come to save the day by poking at things they need not poke at!" He then gave his attention back to the couple. "Well go on, then! Tell us! Tell us why you're here? What type of shit are you about to stir up this time?"