forum Roleplay, anyone? (permanently closed)

Started January 25, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Ace didn't want to kill the cat. He had his knife in his hands, but he just hit the cat in the back with the hilt before grabbing Blake and Macha, and preparing to jump through the window.

"Z-Zander!? Blake struggled clumsily away from Ace, absolutely terrified of Zodiac.

Go wander around?

Zander turned visible and grabbing back Blake and shoulder bashing Ace in one go. Then he disappeared for his next attack.

Ace grabbed Blake back and held Blake in a hug, "Do you have Stockholm's Syndrome? What did he do to you? Are you okay? Are you drunk?"

Kata got up. Zander could handle the human. She was going to make sure the dragon didn't get in the way.

"Ace?" Blake mumbled, trying to register everything going on. "Please don't hurt Zander. He's nice! I promise!"

Ace pressed his tattoo, willing Zodiac to come back into his arm, which, she did. He flicked the safety off of the guns and aimed them at the new boy. He growled, "What did you do to Blake?"

Kata shrunk at the disappearance of her opponent, she was content to watch now that the dragon was gone.

Zander appeared to Ace's left. " Seriously, I just fought with her about this. I mean come on," he said gesturing to Macha.

" Oh yeah and how did you see through Glimmer?" Zander questioned at the man aiming the guns. He didn't care if he fired, the bullets would never touch him.

Ace never let his eyes leave the boy, he flicked the safety back on the guns and focused his energy into a small tattoo on the back of his neck. "I'm going to question you. I will know if you're lying."

"C'mon I think she trusts me, I mean she stood there while I basically preened Blake's feathers."

"Ace, he's nice!" Blake whined, sinking down into a sitting position on the floor, playing with the hair tie that he come out during the fight, undoing his braids.

Frankie paced around her room, stumbling in her heels quite a bit before finally taking them off. They say time flys when you're having fun, but why does it have to go so slow when you're waiting to have fun? she wondered. And why do I have to move so much? For once I would like a good permanent home with solid friends who won't hurt me or betray me and take me as I am. She thought to herself sadly. Why me?

Ace's gaze flickered to Blake's fingers, unraveling his braids. His breath hitched and he sat down next to Blake. "Okay." Ace let himself succumb to Blake's hair and he began to run his hands through it, untangling the messy tangles. He whispered, "I've had a rough day."

Hope Berge, villain roleplay?)

"Me too." Blake huffed. "That's why I'm hella drunk, man." He gave Ace a lopesided smile, winking and shooting finger guns at him.