Red7VII

Young Avengers

I'm sorta interested, but more importantly, I wanted to give kudos to the awesome screen name! I love it!

The Council of the Night- Universal Horror Inspired RP

Ha, you've got good taste!

Hello everyone

Welcome @Yoru! Sounds like you're a seasoned vet looking for an outlet, in which case this place ought to be perfect for ya! Glad to have you here. Keep in touch!

The Council of the Night- Universal Horror Inspired RP

Color me tentatively interested. I've got my eyes on a slight twist of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde.

Sins of Brittania: A Seven Deadly Sins based Rp

How are we feeling about this one?

Night Terrors- A Modern Horror RP

Location: Nowhere, USA > Ozzie's Apartment > The Next Day || Interactions: @BenG85

THUD THUD THUD

The Agent had found him. As he stood in the middle of his living room, freshly bathed with a towel wrapped around his waist, he couldn't help but be enveloped by a sense of panic. He started looking around for a weapon to grab before he dared make his way to the door. Fire-poker, he thought to himself. Everyone in the movies always go for the fire-poker! But he remembered he did not have a fire-poker, for he did not have a fireplace. What would the next best thing be, he wondered. A golf club! Or even a baseball bat. But Ozzie was not a jock and weapons such as those were out of his grasp.

THUD THUD THUD

Frantically he looked around his place as the Agent continued to demand entry. Empty snack bags, discarded dirty clothes, an inflated inner tube that was now serving as a guest chair... Then he saw it. Excalibur. In a manner befitting King Arthur himself, Ozzie gripped Excalibur and held it up, ready to strike should the need arise as he slowly made his way to the door.

His steps were gradual and wide, testing the limits of his makeshift skirt as he attempted to remain in a fighting stance at all times. Reluctantly, he pulled the chain lock out and let it dangle freely before unlocking the bolt and finally reaching for the door's knob and turning it.

As the door opened, the agent found himself greeted with the sight of Ozzie Shaw holding what appeared to be a 5 foot long glass penis slung over his shoulder like a a majestic sword with a little bowl sticking out of the area where the shaft met the balls. It was truly Ozzie's most prized bong and it's intimidating stature had earned its name.

Gripping Excalibur tight, the stoner finally forced out a greeting.

"...uh... Yo," he said. At that moment, the Ozzie's towel decided to stop fighting against his widespread knees and surrendered, immediately unraveling and falling to the floor. "Is this about me being a criminal mastermind?"

The Night Shift - Gas Station Horror Simulator (OPEN)

I am sorry, I am out. Hate, hate to do it, but Life takes no prisoners. Thanks for your understanding and best of luck!

7th Heaven - A Tavern Roleplay

Draven Stagnum

His vision swirled about him as he found himself free-falling into a bottomless void. The emerald hue of fel magic illuminated the wormhole in which he found himself. Panic slowly began to set in as Draven considered whether or not he has just inadvertently taken a step into eternal purgatory.

A small comfort, followed by an increasing shock of fear, soon produced within him as he saw an end to the tunnel and a hard, abrupt conclusion to the trip. Spat out the other end of a psychedelic channel bridging time and space, Draven found himself sitting on his butt outside of an establishment labeled '7th Heaven'. He gave a laugh in a singular huff before pulling himself to his feet. How appropriate, he thought.

Dusting off his long coat and staggering toward the establishment's entrance, Draven stepped inside and looked around. It didn't exactly appear too lively. Maybe it was early in the evening or maybe this was Draven's lucky day. In truth, the dark mage was not a fan of crowds. He made his way to the bar and claimed a stool for himself.

"Barkeep," he shouted generically into the air. "I want a pint of whatever ale will see me cross-eyed by the time I am done with it," he declared to anyone within earshot. Step 1 would be to calm his nerves. Step 2 would be to figure how how he got there. And, finally, Step 3 would be to get back to where he belonged.

Howdy

You said Howdy. I'm from Texas. We're legally friends now. Welcome.