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"Um, uh, yeah!"

 

Biblical simply ran through a small area of mines, ignoring the missiles that were flying around her.

 

"When he meant dodging bullets, he meant dodging bullets... Hopefully the arm part won't come into play."

 

"Eh? What?" Kilifa shouted. All this noise was really hurting her ears. "Never mind. I think I see a way out of here." She gestured wildly to a small square of light on the opposite side.

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"Eh? What?" Kilifa shouted. All this noise was really hurting her ears. "Never mind. I think I see a way out of here." She gestured wildly to a small square of light on the opposite side.

 

"I'm coming, but if this doesn't work, I'm going to pop some caps!"

 

She was thnkful to get away from the noise, but her eardrums were throbbing.Biblical walked through the tiny square, into... something.

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Kilifa catches a glimpse of Jake sliding around on... eh, the noise and smoke was dimming her vision. She ran towards the tiny square, barely edging through it and smacked her forhead on.

 

Light. Whatever it was, it was completely transparent.

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"I don't know. Argh. My senses are on complete overload right now." Kilifa scrunched up her face, trying to concentrate enough energy into smacking down this extremely irritating barrier of light.

 

Edit: "Whaddaya say, Biblical? Care to kick this thing's ass?

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Kilifa's eyes were watering, her ears in such agony that she could barely hear Biblicals words and she was exhausted. The energy in fist built up less quickly than she would have liked but it was as good as it was going to get, considering her state of mind.

 

"On the count of three, I don't think Coach Oleander is going to have a choice."

 

"One." She brings her arm back. "Two."

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Kilifa's eyes were watering, her ears in such agony that she could barely hear Biblicals words and she was exhausted. The energy in fist built up less quickly than she would have liked but it was as good as it was going to get, considering her state of mind.

 

"On the count of three, I don't think Coach Oleander is going to have a choice."

 

"One." She brings her arm back. "Two."

 

Biblical raised her own fist; "Three?"

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"Three!"

 

BOOM!

 

It was dark. And then, the light came back--"Ugh"--then she was back in the treehouse.

 

"Biblical?"

 

(I hope you don't think I'm being abrupt with this, Miss Purple Squid. I'm just a little sick of braining. And, I like typing Biblical's name. By the way.)

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"Three!"

 

BOOM!

 

It was dark. And then, the light came back--"Ugh"--then she was back in the treehouse.

 

"Biblical?"

 

(I hope you don't think I'm being abrupt with this, Miss Purple Squid. I'm just a little sick of braining. And, I like typing Biblical's name. By the way.)

 

(I'm totally okay with not braining anymore. Bombs are scary.) D:

 

"Uh, yeah? Am I in my own body yet? Are we out of there?"

 

Biblical sat up, twitching her fingers and pulling the scarf down from over her mouth. It had been more help than she'd expected, blocking out smoke and dirt.

 

(I kind of like typing her name, too.)

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(Well, I've got a killer precalculus test tomorrow and possibly other homeworks. I'll try and be on later tonight; I had fun. This is my first RPG with a big group and only my second RP experience ever. Whee.)

 

(Right on. I have to clean some stuff--though I'm a little worried about when the other guys get back. Us having hath squeezed out of Oly's mind and all.)

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Sarah noticed the bombs. She backed up a bit. "I want out now..." She ran into the door, which shut behind her.

 

There were no bombs, but she could hear sirens and a whooshy noise. There was a door with a blinking light over it. "This isn't good..."

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(Right on. I have to clean some stuff--though I'm a little worried about when the other guys get back. Us having hath squeezed out of Oly's mind and all.)

 

(Last thing I reply to, honest. )

 

(I guess the smarter thing would have been to stop before leaving Oly's mind. Oof. I suppose we'll figure something out. Since we did most of the talking for a long while, it'd be easy for them to start wherever and meet us out of mind. But I hope they don't mind...)

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"Um, uh, yeah!"

 

Biblical simply ran through a small area of mines, ignoring the missiles that were flying around her.

 

"When he meant dodging bullets, he meant dodging bullets... Hopefully the arm part won't come into play."

 

 

((Haha. I'm not done reading the parts of the RPG I missed, but that was just hilarious! Sig?))

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"Three!"

 

BOOM!

 

It was dark. And then, the light came back--"Ugh"--then she was back in the treehouse.

 

"Biblical?"

 

(I hope you don't think I'm being abrupt with this, Miss Purple Squid. I'm just a little sick of braining. And, I like typing Biblical's name. By the way.)

 

((Alright. I'll just post this to catch up.))

 

"Seems you kids found another way out." The Coach said, still in a trance, "Unfortunatly, since you didn't pass the course that means you would fail. But, since you're the only two to have given me a migraine the size of Texas, you two will pass with flying colors. You can take your badges, they're right here."

 

Two badges slipped out of his pocket and hovered over to the psy-cadets.

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