forum For the Old Timey Rpers(Closed)

Started August 01, 2019 by @GameMaster group

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Aria stated in her room, working on some shoulder pads made of metal and silver. She couldn't bother to go outside, she'd seen the horrors many time over. None seemed to interest her much so there was no point in going along

"Well, you and I are going to go into the door behind me and I'm going to argue with him and possibly start a war. Everyone else, you can either chill here and wait for the chaos or I guess go out to the city and…wait for the chaos." Alexander spread his hands. "As you can see, a few of the crew already left to trade or wait. Do what you will."

Crimson sat on the floor of her room. She listened to the intercom when it went off, but when it stopped she hadn't made any moves to leave her room. Crimson sat there he cloak on but the hood not yet on her yet, she had a sword resting in front of her. Maybe she would go out soon, look around… Maybe not. Crimson sighed then put her hood up and mask on, after she stood up and sheathed her sword.

Tomas got bored with Penn and decided to just head to the underground, after stealing some coins of course. He burst into his favorite stall, his usual grin on his face. "Miss me?" H

"Well, you and I are going to go into the door behind me and I'm going to argue with him and possibly start a war. Everyone else, you can either chill here and wait for the chaos or I guess go out to the city and…wait for the chaos." Alexander spread his hands. "As you can see, a few of the crew already left to trade or wait. Do what you will."

Ariene nodded, her armor spreading across the back of her head in a sort of helmet. "Do you know if they're armed?"

Alexander frowned. "I don't know. Let's find out." He gestured for the others to stand aside and opened the doors. They led into a fanciful office absolutely covered in trophies and hunting gear. A tall, grumpy man sat behind a desk and a few guards stood off to the sides. The man behind the desk, Governor Michael D. Hansen, looked up as they entered and made a face as if he was a cat who had just eaten a lemon for a viral video. Alexander smiled far too wide and gave a little bow. "Nice to see you once more Governor Mike."
"You're not welcome here Stinson," The governor grumbled flatly. "I should have my guards remove you this instant." Alexander gave a little pout.
"But I have such news for you! It would be a shame if the press heard it first." The Governor shook his head but anyone could tell his interest was peaked. The guards eyed both Alexander and each other warily, as if one of them might secretly be working for said press.
"Tell me and get out," The Governor said, defeated. Alexander's smile somehow widened.
"Well you see," He began. "That secretary, I believe you know her very well, is working for one of your rivals. It seems you may have let something slip during pillow talk because there are enemy forces headed over, and I don't believe they plan to make a peace offering what with the guns and cannons. They'll be here in twenty minutes" Alexander pivoted on his foot and made his way to the door.
"What? Bu-" The Governor's jaw had dropped to his desk. "Can't you tell me more?" Alexander stopped dead in his tracks.
"You said to tell you and get out. I'm only honoring your wishes." His exit couldn't have been more dramatic if he had sashayed out. once he had left and could hear sufficient panic from inside the room, he tapped his wrist and a hologram video of each crew member popped up. "If you had any interest in pyromania I suggest you get started. Everyone else should probably make their way back to the ship. This port will be a war zone in less than half an hour."

Evangeline was making her way down a crowded street when she got the message. Since she didn’t have much destructive tendencies, she decided now was a good time to head back to the ship. She had gotten what she wanted anyway, which was a sample of the culture here. She walked at a brisk pace (but not so fast as to seem out of place) towards the ship. She walked in with a smile, satisfied, and headed to her room.

Ariene pursed her lips. She had been expecting more force with that. "They didn't seem too mad at you, did they?"

Alexander chuckled. "He's in shock. Don't worry, you'll get your fight on the way back to the ship."

Ariene nodded, the armor retracting down her neck. "And when will that be?"

He checked one of the many watches on his wrist. "Right about now I'm thinking. Lead the way."

Mako, as was the male's name, found the pantry in the large kitchen. He opened the door, slipping into the room that held most of the food and such.
"Now then, where's the light in here…OW! DAMN'T!"
He had smacked his head on a random shelf, which in turn sent him tumbling backwards. He made an attempt to catch himself, grabbing nothing but air. On his way to meet the floor, several cans fell off, each one seemingly, conveniently bouncing off his head. Mako, during his fall, rolled over backwards, coming to land hard on the floor, head resting on the ground, hind-end in the air. He remained there, only releasing a groan from where he had crashed.
After a few minutes, he finally rolled over onto his back, entire body hurting, but mostly his head. He was snarling choice words under his breath in an unknown tongue, words that were best not repeated in English. Mako didn't even bother to sit up, though out of all his body, his head had received the most abuse, so of course it hurt the worse. He didn't even realize the ship's chef was currently in the kitchen. Not that he really cared at the moment.
It would be up to the other female whether she was willing to risk asking if he was alright. Mako wasn't exactly a 'nice' creature, he would tolerate people, but other than that, he often turned a shoulder to them. Now, with him making a mess and also getting beat up by non-living things, Mako was rightfully annoyed and would most likely snap at the first thing that came from her. Though one wouldn't know till something did happen.

Once Evangeline heard the noise, she jumped. She walked over to the kitchen, where the noise had come from, bringing some medical supplies just in case. It sounded like someone had gotten hurt. “Hello?” she asked. “Are you alright?”

Crimson walked out of her room and down the hall. She was a bit hungry and walked into the kitchen. She ended up walking in at the perfect time to see Mako fall to the floor. Crimson stood at the doorway of the kitchen amused but didn't laugh.

Tomas giggled, he had completely raided the booth and was waving goodbye with a flamethroqer. "Time to cause chaos!"

Pennsylvania headed back out of the government building and into the underground market. She sauntered over to a buyer she was supposed to meet, a rough ex-con named Ornish. She steeled herself for whatever may lay ahead, and greeted him.

He checked one of the many watches on his wrist. "Right about now I'm thinking. Lead the way."

Ariene nodded, her armor covering most of her body again, the unbreakable, shiny yellow material thickening around her fists and feet, making her taller and more intimidating than she already was. She started walking, easily clearing the streets with her large, bright figure.

"Do I fucking look alright," An irritated Mako's voice snapped. The male rubbed his head, continuing to snarl under his breath. The air around him seemed to heat up slightly, as if his body was a furnace itself.
It was of course a normal reaction from the male. One had to keep in mind that Mako was a natural smart-ass, and when irritated, that tongue could get quite sharp. To others, it was perhaps a bit too harsh, but it would become daily, especially if they were to be working with and amongst each other.
A powerful tail suddenly sprung from his spine, moving to help prop him upwards. Mako still held his head with one hand, finally taking the moment to look at the newest arrivals in the kitchen. His lips twitched slightly, fangs poking through as the once loud snarling turned into an agitated growl. Eyes landed on the one, must've been the health person…he didn't know what exactly humans called it, he was still new to that 'world'. He had spent most of his life in the deep oceans, so the surface was something he was still adjusting and getting used to everything.
His gaze shifted towards the doorway, eyes narrowing even further, pupils becoming thin slits that were nearly lost in the vast yellow of his gaze. He saw the 2nd arrival to the kitchen, standing just in the doorway, with a seemingly amused air. Make curled his lips back even further, revealing his serrated fangs even more fully.
"Yea, yea, laugh it up why don't cha? You take…OW…FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"
A random can had rolled off one the shelves, coming to land right on his head, cutting Mako off abruptly to instead go off once again in a swearing spree in his own tongue. Translating any of it would not be good for any of the children…

Crimson rolled her eyes and walked over. "I know better than to laugh." She said to him though her mask. Crimson offered a hand to help him up as she stood over there with him.

Evangeline looked to make sure that Mako didn’t have any serious wounds. “Just trying to help,” she quipped, rolling her eyes. “That’s my job, remember?”

The sound of a loud explosion burst into the air, along with some maniacal laughs done by Tomas. He had just put together some bombs from different stuff and was now stealing from the market and torching everything else.

Aria laughed softly at the commotion outside her room and poked her head out in interest. Sighing softly, she headed to the kitchen to grab a snack before goinback to work