@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
(Sure. That works)
(Sure. That works)
(Give me like 5 minutes and I’ll have my character!)
Can you make a male character please? You don't have to, but it would be helpful.
(Sure. That works)
Great! Gimmie a second.
woosh can Cherry go next?//
It was a dark, chilly night. Of course, it would be cold, Autumn was nearing it's end. Leaves crunches beneath Jack's feet as he chased after a stray Weevil*. He tackled it, but it quickly got back on it's feet and pinned him down, biting into his shoulder. It would heal up nicely, albeit a few bloodstains on his coat, but he'd had worse from shaving. Unfortunately, the human urge to cry out in pain overtook him, and he screamed.**
A primitive species, mostly living in the sewers. Generally harmless unless provoked, but some do go rabid. They have shriveled brownish yellow skin and whiskery hairs on the head, as well as sharp teeth formed in a very bad overbite that really, really hurt if you get bitten by one. They're humanoid, average height. Not normally very dangerous but can kill a person if they feel threatened. Slightly stronger than the average person.
**It was a manly scream, at least in Jack's mind. Slightly high pitched, but still manly.
woosh can Cherry go next?//
Sure!
yay!//
(Hey Lavender, are you still here?)
Ellen had been hiking in the woods, listening to music on her Ipod, when she heard what she thought was a scream. She pulled out an earbud. Yup, definitely a scream. She tightened her grip on her walking stick and jogged over to where she had heard the scream. "Hey!" She shouted. "Who's out there? Are you alright?"
Just great. If whoever this person is sees the Weevil, I'm gonna have to recon them. That's the third time this week! Jack thought. He couldn't respond, but tried to wrestle the Weevil off of him without success.
(Would it be alright if Enlyn went after who ever is next?)
(Would it be alright if Enlyn went after who ever is next?)
(Sure! @DuskToDawnz is next, you go after them then.)
Ellen clicked on her flashlight, revealing a man wrestling with… something. "What the hell?" She yelped, dropping the flashlight. It landed on the ground with a dull thunk. She dashed over and started whacking the creature with her walking stick.
hit it with a stick//
Jack took the chance to get up and then stabbed the Weevil with a tranquilizer. It fell limp and it's eyes fluttered closed, as it passed out. "Thanks." he said to Ellen. "Captian Jack Harkness, and who might you be?" he flirted.
(could I be the last one? like maybe after Jack thinks he's got the whole team together, people start getting injured, but nobody knows how to treat each other?)
(could I be the last one? like maybe after Jack thinks he's got the whole team together, people start getting injured, but nobody knows how to treat each other?)
(Yeah. Sounds good.)
"Amar. Ellen Amar. What the hell is that thing?" She arched an eyebrow. What was he captain of?
Name: Axel Forst
Age: 27
Gender: male
Sexuality: bisexual
Appearance: https://pin.it/2ftgmb753ydcs2
Attire: https://pin.it/tjpfnayrbst6ir
Personality: still developing but pretty sassy
Likes: idk yet
Hates: liars, spiders, string coffee
Flaws: stubborn,
Role: secretary
Random fact: has a kid named Cerulean
Backstory: you shall see
Quote(s): hello darkness my old friend
Pets(?): a husky named Casper
Other:
Captin Crunch//
Good character!
"Amar. Ellen Amar. What the hell is that thing?" She arched an eyebrow. What was he captain of?
"Weevil. Obviously. Nice to meet you Amar, Ellen Amar." he said.
hes Caption Carswell Thorne//
Ellen rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't be asking if it was obvious. What is a Weevil exactly?"
hes Caption Carswell Thorne//
No, he's Captain Jack Harkness, and who are you? (I had to. It was too good to resist.)
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