forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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(IDK… Normally some people are awake this late but I hope they're not sleeping.

Where I am Its 9:13 pm. )))

Yeah. Im still awake but like IDK what time it is where everyone else is)

I'm…Waiting for @TopazWyrmlet~

(Sorry if you have been waiting for me @Aeryn, The last Zander post had him falling asleep so I was using it to draw a picture of his background. I can wake him up though)
(Also welcome @hope Berge, can't wait to see your character in the story)
(12 y/o Zander) * Zander watched as the last man fell. The R.A.C. had put him in a room with 37 men. Tomorrow it would be 38. They had put him in the room and told him he wouldn't get rations for 3 days for every man left standing. He had made sure there were none. The first two days he didn't want to hurt anybody, and had suffered dearly for it. The door opened, and a large man stepped through. It was an higher ranking agent. "Line up Agent Krypt" The man said, "You took out all the men in this room, and in record time, but you are still getting your rations halved till tomorrow." " WHA—" Zander started, but quickly stopped, it wouldn't work out if he was insubordinate. Zander re-corrected his stance, " Why are my rations being cut sir?" "Shouldn''t it be obvious," he let out a wicked smile and pulled out a tablet, "You're working to feed two now." On the screen was picture of his sister. *

(Later that day[ in Zanders room{ Agent Wembel is Scottish and only temp for the flashbacks}])* "You best calm down laddie." Agent Wrembel muttered from his seat." That man is a right on jack(censored), but don't let it get to you." He was whittling something on Zanders desk. "But he's already decided to double the amount of people in the room since then!" Zander complained from his spot on the bed, it was old and he kept his sheet bunched on a part where a spring stabbed forward. "It doesn't matter," the man said turning his head to face Zander, "Don't borrow trouble that ain't yours lad, it'll only hurt her." Zander sighed. The old man was right again. Then he noticed something. " You are going to pick that up, right? Those wood shavings that you left on the desk." " Nope, your in charge of your space, ya shouldn't have let me whittle here." Zander shot up, but to his dismay the man was already gone. He smiled though as he looked on the table and saw the item that Wrembel had worked so hard on. It was an odd shaped dagger buried under the shavings, he inspected and saw down the handle was its name. He smiled, it said Glimmer. *

XD wow, you guys stay up late
Im like an old person when it comes to my sleep schedule xD
Also i had a choir concert to see yesterday, hence my absence! But i should be free today :) )

"I'm going to teach you how to ballroom dance," Peter laughed softly, rubbing his thumbs on the back of her hands. "Though, I still need to finish putting on this suit. You don't even have to get dressed up if you don't want to, but if you do, I'm sure Macha will be glad to help," he smiled sheepishly, a nonverbal begging her to accept getting dressed up and fancy.

(well, I might have just exploded on her and she might not want to talk to me right now…" Skylar sighed, loOking into Peter's eyes. "But I can try." She pulled away from Peter slowly, and kissed his forehead. "You continue to get ready. I will come back in twenty minutes. I promise." She turned around and trudged to the room she and Macha had just been in. Knocking, she asked; "Macha?"