forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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(I'm on)
(I will be on till 11: 35 and won't be back till past 4)
(P.S. how do you guys Italicize certain words)
(15 y/o Zander later that month) * Zander was nervous, if he completed his next mission, he could be on his way to becoming a senior officer. ( the position he was in when he took up the Blake mission). As he walked into his room he stopped. Standing inside was an old pasty man. Zander started to grimace, until he saw the man's rank. He was a flag officer(VERY high ranking officer). Zander immediately stood at attention. "Sir, to what do I owe the pleasure?" " I am Flag Officer Arken and you have been selected to fulfill a mission quiet close to the heart of our enterprise. An agent has been found to be hiding powers, and must be… dealt with." The man finished his sentence with a look of lightly veiled disgust on his face." Now follow me to him." Zander followed Arken, dreading the reason as to why he was chosen. Eventually they arrived at a door and Officer Arken spoke, " Inside is you're target. Eliminate him and report to command immediately." Zander watched as the man walked away, the feeling of dread returning. He opened the door and to his horror, even though he already knew who it was , it still fell like a gut punch. Inside was Agent Wrembel, the man who had practically raised him.*

@Topaz, you can write about doing sky's hair if you want, sky was gonna Meet up with peter Haha but I guess not. You can do sky's hair and then sky and Macha ran tall about the boys or something until they get back with Blake, IDK whatever you wanna do. ))

(Sure!)

About 15 minutes later, Macha was frantically scouring Dani's flat for Blake. Worried and out of ideas, she turned to the big screened security system in the common room. After checking multiple security cameras around the Ciutadel, she spotted a recording of Blake leaving. Gotcha. She thought, relieved.

Half an hour later, she had left a note and was following his trail.

Blake woke up, a dull pressure starting behind his eyes, the beginnings of a killer headache. Unwilling to open his eyes, he lazily felt around until his hand hit a water bottle. He sat up a little and started to drink it, his throat dry from the alcohol.

Ace had been flying for ten minutes until he saw it. The coastline. It had litter, and it was dirty and cold there, but it would do. He pulled out a red bandanna from his back pack, clenched it in his hands, and began to talk, staring at the open sea. "It's been a while. Hasn't it? I still remember everything that happened like it was yesterday. Do you still remember? There was the day I first met you, when you saved me from death and asked your dad to keep me alive. And there was our first kiss. You got flustered around me for two weeks after that." Ace let out a small chuckle. "But, let's move on to you. You could pick any lock, play the violin like you'd sold your soul to the devil, and your smart little criminal brain held the powers of persuasion. And out of all the other fish in the sea, you loved me." Ace began absentmindedly wrapping the bandanna around his arm, "We had dreams. We were going to sell all of the gold to buy a proper ship and sail around the world, but not before getting married. We were going to be together. Always. But then you died." Ace pulled at the bandanna's frayed edges, trying to keep his mind off of the blood red splotches that stained it. "It must've hurt. Getting stabbed and beat up. The ship left you behind because of that stupid pirate code. I jumped into the water for you. And I took you to the hospital. But you were gone. All night, I laid down next to you, hoping that your bright silver and blue eyes would come alive and your freckled cheeks would flush pink and you'd hold my hand and laugh that it was just a joke." silent tears crept down Ace's face. "It never happened."

That's great!

Yay!!

Macha arrived at the place where she'd tracked Blake to. She rapped her knuckles sharply on the door.

Ooh! Drunk Blake and sober Macha.

Blake forced his eyes open, whining as the sharp knock on the door. He buried his face back into the pillow, hoping Zander would make it stop.

Zander snapped awake. Someone was at the door. (Hi I'm back)