 New link in the top of page "IRC Chat". |
| Register | Login | |||||
 |
Main
| Memberlist
| Active users
| Calendar
| Last Posts
| IRC Chat
| Online users Ranks | FAQ | XPW | Stats | Color Chart | Photo album |
|
| | ||
New link in the top of page "IRC Chat". |
| Register | Login | |||||
|
Main
| Memberlist
| Active users
| Calendar
| Last Posts
| IRC Chat
| Online users Ranks | FAQ | XPW | Stats | Color Chart | Photo album |
|
| | ||
| 0 users currently in Role Play. |
| Xeogaming Forums - Role Play - Blind Hearts |
 |  |  |
| Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 | Next newer thread | Next older thread |
| User | Post | ||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
| ||
| Darian sat at the table, rolling a coin inbetween his fingers. He then heard what Alexander said and he waited patiently for the children to leave before jumping up, sliding across the desk, sitting on the edge, and grabbing Alexander by the collar.
"You want us to tell if you're competant, is this? Okay." Darian got into his face, staring intently with a hint of anger. "Do you contain in your body the ability to kill a man with your bare hands and use his carcass to feed your teammates...and joke about it later?" |
|||
Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5074 days Last activity: 1384 days |
| ||
| Alexander's eyes glinted in the light, they truly were a marvelous amber color. As soon as he knew it he was being held by the collar by the big werewolf he saw earlier. A grin ran across his face.
"Depends, a big guy like you seems tough to kill with my bare hands, and your carcass wouldn't just feed my friends, but a small village in Africa. And of course it'd be a joke later." His eyes danced across the big man's face. "Oh and if the bare hands don't work, I've always got this..." A small poke was felt on Darian's belly as the cold steel of Alexander's white revolver tapped him. A tingling sensation was also felt silmultaneously where Darian's heart was, and a barely noticable amount of electricity was coarsing around Alexander's left hand, stimulating the nerve endings on Darian. "Mind puttin' me down partner?" The grin never left Alexander's face and he didn't seem very threatening, though his speed was almost unmatched what with the fact he got that revolver from his coat before he was picked up... |
|||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
| ||
| Darian kept his glare for a moment, before looking down at his lean self at the "huge guy" comment. He looked like he was about to kill Alexander, when he laughed and patted him on the shoulder, letting go of him.
"You'll fit in well. And next time man, watch the fat comments, man. I'm watching my weight." Darien patted his extremely thin stomach, smiling. "That'd be one damn small villiage, man." Darian then walked over to the window and started at the evening sky, smiling. "Anyway, continue friends!" |
|||
True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
| ||
| Francine glared in the direction. "Okay rule number one of Witches Trough. Keira herself even made this one. No arguements with out Keira or Francine's permission." Francine looked at Darian. "If he was showing off he was showing off... Don't push him against the wall for it. Of all the..." she caught herself. "Nevermind. We have files for each of you. I just want to hear about what each of you have got to say about them that's all." She began to walk to the breifing room. "This way folks." Her tennis shoes tapped of the marble floors and her platinum hair swayed. "As you people can see, HQ has had a couple of renovations. There's are many areas that I myself don't even know about. Keira has pretty much kept this place up nicely. The living quarters are now on the east wing. Research and Development is now in the north section. The secretorial are is now south, and west is the library. Beyond that I have no clue." | |||
Lord Vulkas Mormonus Vile High Xeodent of Xeomerica.  Since: 10-29-04 From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way Since last post: 94 days Last activity: 94 days |
| ||
| Harry Drenn raised his hand, "On question, does it all have to be smoke free?" He patted a cigar he held in his hands. "I know it's bad for me, but bothering to break the habit would get annoying."
His PDA was currently out, and he was tapping things into it. It would not do to get lost, it would be a bit embarassing. |
|||
|
True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
| ||
| Francine laughed. "Smoke free?" She looked at Darian. "I forget, sorry, but we live under the circumstances you get what you want done. Smoking is just something that helps some people out. These halls are full of the remnants of Keira's cigarettes. Darian, my children, and myself should all know, we can still smell the menthol from them. Even during the rebellion. Keira would either open a window or walk outside to help te nonsmokers out, but when Jack disappeared. She started smoking indoors more and more. So no... THere's not smoke free policy, only if you want your living quarters to be smoke free, that's it. Which brings me to rule number two. Never EVER open a sharpie when you have a werewolf around."
Keira continued. Give me a sign, something to know I'm going the right way.... Please Jack... please... (Last edited by True Flight on 10-04-06 08:30 PM) |
|||
FX Zombie Marco Since: 03-24-06 Since last post: 3830 days Last activity: 3725 days |
| ||
| As the group prepared to leave, a jeep pulled up to the curb, the brakes sqealing in protest. A man hastily got out of the driver's side, and walked towards them, grabbing a large metal toolbox as he walked past the open bed of the car. He held out his left hand as he approached the group. He wore loose tan colored clothing, and had short black hair to match his short black beard.
"I'm not late am I? The names Gearhart. James Gearhart." |
|||
Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable  Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
| ||
| "Always a late comer, eh Francine?" *Morrighan smirked, more for the sharpie comment than James's entrance* "Don't worry, you've only missed the bare basics. I'm Morrighan Delareese."
*She extended her hand and pointed out and introduced the others. Her eyes drifted to Alexander, that was lightning he was channeling into that gun... definitely something to keep an eye on* |
|||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
| ||
| Darian looked out the window, his mind still on Kiera's plight. He walked off from the group, following Kiera's scent until he found the room she was in, opening the door very slightly. He saw her sitting there in pain, and Father Martin watching her. He felt a want to run in the room and rend Trois into pieces, but he know that could be dangerous for Kiera. Instead, he backed away, quickly walking away. He stepped into a vacant hallway, his hands sliding against the wall as he walked. Quickly opening a hallway window, he climbed out onto the ledge and shutting the window behind him. He remembered a pact he had taken almost a decade ago to a former foe. He clenched his fist and thought of the person he had taken the pact with, feeling a mental link form. Darian was relieved to see the connection had not broken.
OOC: This is just Darian talking with some telepathically. No hearing what they have to say. "I need your help in finding the lost one." ...A moment's notice, and he received his response, causing a smug grin to form on his face. "Heh, well, no one thought to ask you." With the following response, he gave a questioning look. "Then what does that make me?" ... "Always speaking in riddles!" He laughed a little, frustration on his face. "Heh. So, is there a chance of finding him?" Darian grew pensive, concentrating on the other speaker. "Of course there is. What do you propose I do? Milady is risking life and limb to find him. I'd see him back with as much danger avoided as possible." ... "You knew and yet you do not act...I am under the impression that path is futile. Can you assist me?" He was shaking his hand through his hair, looking hopeful. ""Will you?" ... "As much as I expected...If you have any news for me, let me know." He grew upset, standing and leaning against the window pane. "I suppose. Alright, I'm needed. I'll contact you later." He ended the mental link and climbed back into the hallway, pacing. He growled and punched the wall, leaving a hole in the wall. He rubbed his hand as he began wandering aimlessly, pondering the discussion he had just shared. (Last edited by Cairoi on 10-05-06 12:10 AM) |
|||
|
True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
| ||
| Keira came to and the visor was lifted off of her head. She looked at Martin. "Father..." The wires fell out of her skin and tightened back into the holes they came from. Keira weakly walked up to Martin. "I still... can't find him. I couldn't hear his voice. Nothing."
Martin sighed and put a hand on his glasses. "Urashi's notes prove useful since you're able to leave your body, but you need to rest. This machine uses too much of your energy in one area." Keira nodded and slowly made her way out of the door. She heard a loud screech in her head and she grabbed it and leaned against the wall. "Ah..." Her eyes widened. "..." She slowly walked three steps and collapsed still awake. It'll go away... just like it did last time, she thought. |
|||
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1166 days Last activity: 1166 days |
| ||
| Awaken. You're late. You don't wanna miss all the fun, do you?
Again with the resocilization. Shane was told it would be the last time, and he could finally see real combat. He wiped the sleep from his eyes as several scientists in lab coats and masks pulled the electrodes off his head. *Yawwwn....* "I gotta go, right?" On of the scientists nodded his head. With that, the witch pulled himself off the lab table and onto his feet as he grabbed his drab coat and put it on. "Thanks. I guess." He snatched his weaponry up and holstered them. Leaving the sterile room, he wandered through the halls until he heard voices. "Keira, Francine, and the others. Oh well; time to say hi." He finally got to the others, and with a sleepy smile in his lady-killer face, he greeted them. "Hey; sorry I'm late. Resoc again." Kevin answered with a smirk and a laugh. "Another late riser. Jesus." Shane stared at the newcomers warily. "I don't believe we've met..." |
|||
|
Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5074 days Last activity: 1384 days |
| ||
| "Alexander Dvinarie at your service."
His eyes followed the werewolf out of the room, and he turned towards the group. A smoking location huh. Sweet. He pulled a cigar from his coat, and lit the tip of it. He'd smoked half of it earlier. A match struck up and lit the end. "I'm good at finding stuff, hurting stuff, and bringing stuff back. Whether it be people or objects or anything you need. I'm just in it for honing my skills and actually belonging to a collected force with a good cause." |
|||
|
Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4848 days Last activity: 4472 days |
| ||
| Darian turned the hallway to see Kiera laying on the ground. He cursed and dashed forward, getting to her side in a second. He slugged her arm over his shoulder and grabbed her side, carrying her to the infirmary hall 3 hallways down. He told them President Kiera was suffering from a powerful headache and a heat flash and needed rest, and to get medication ready. . In the starch white room, Darian's black clothing off set greatly. He sat next to her, a deeply concerned look on his face.
"Miss Kiera, your method is madness! You risk too much to find him everytime you do this! ...Miss Kiera, if you are so desperate to find him, allow me to search for him. I will find him, I swear, when I lead the caravan to end the Clan Wars...Please, for your saftey and health, you must rest now. I will find him and restore him to us all." |
|||
|
True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 100 days |
| ||
| Keira heard every word and looked at Darian. "My ways are my own..." She said, "I don't care... Even if it means I have to put myself in the Beast for six hours. I will find him..." Keira's eyes softened. "I want to be the first to see him... It's something I promised myself. So, Father Martin told me he found notes from the wreckage that could help me, and I followed what he said. This way is more accurate... but more threatening to myself." Keira put a finger on the golden pentacle on her chest. She pulled her jacket off showing the scars from the machine. There were many punctures in the shape of pentacles all over her arms. She pulled the jacket back on. "This is my punishment," she said. "For losing him. I do this on my own... I want to be the one that sees his eyes first." Tears filled Keira's eyes. "I don't want anyone to go through this. Not even you, Darian, and how many times do I have to say it's Keira... not Kiera."
Francine looked around. Darian went away... hmm I'll just brief them then... She thought. She finally made it to a door and pressed a button on the side. The door slid open. Inside was a blue couch that surrounded a flat screen TV. "We used to be breifed in Keira's office. Now, she wants her privacy more than usual, so we made a breifing room. There was a ramp that lead around the sofa to the center of the room. "Okay everyone let's get started. Take a seat." |
|||
Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
| ||
| (OOC: Got permission to join. Sorry for being so late.)
"What do you mean that I can't go in?!" Cried an outraged voice. The voice belonged to a petite girl with a heavy British accent. Her light blue eyes were narrowed into a glare as they shot from one finely dressed man to the other. "But I'm Evelyn Bell! I'm supposed to be in there witl Alexander Dvinarie!" "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but we can't allow you inside." One of the men blocking the enterance replied politely. A blush slowly crept across her face as Eevie turned sharply and walked away from the enterence. Her black boots clicked against the concrete with every frustrated step she took. Why in the bloody hell did I agree to come over with him She thought to herself as she paused in front of the vehicle she had rented for her stay in the United States. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone and dialed Alexander's number. |
|||
|
Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5074 days Last activity: 1384 days |
| ||
| Alexander dove into the couch excitedly. He had left his bag and coat in the other room and was too excited to notice. His revolvers were slung around his waist after the incident with that werewolf. one was a white metal and the other was a black metal, both had polished ceder handles. They truly were exquisite. All of a sudden "Love Affair" by Regina Spektor filled the room he was in. He struggled with his pant pocket until he squeezed a black Razr out of it. He stared at the name and smiled.
"Hello Eevie! How are you!? ...Wait, you can't get in...I'll be right there." He stood and walked out of the room once more and fiddled through his bag for his papers. "Hold on a second, my partner is outside." He walked to the door and opened it, seeing a frustrated Eevie standing there. He passed Eevie's papers to the guard who nodded and let her pass with a blush on his face. "Sorry Eevie, didn't know when to expect you. Come on in." He turned and walked back towards the room, he smiled at everyone he had just left behind. "Everyone, this is Eevie, Evelyn Bell I mean...Eevie, this is Francine, Kevin, James, That Guy, Morrighan, and that's it I think." |
|||
|
Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1554 days Last activity: 1372 days |
| ||
| In behind Alexander, stepped a petite woman, twenty one years of age. She wore a dark brown, long sleeved, turtle neck top with a black skirt a few inches of her knees, and black stockings. Her light brown hair fell neatly behind her, to the bottom of her shoulder blades, with a headband holding it in place.
Her hands were folded gently in front of her as she gave everyone a slight bow. "Good afternoon everyone." Eevie said softly. She stuck close by Alexander. I can't believe he talked me into this... she thought, giving Alexander a sideways glance. |
|||
|
Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5074 days Last activity: 1384 days |
| ||
| Alexander turned just as she shot him the sideways glance. he lightly placed his hand on her shoulder and leaned in, wispering to her "It's OK, these are nice people, try not o be so nervous." He pulled back but his hand lingered there for a moment longer. He looked at everyone and lifted his arm motioning towards the door.
"Well, shall we?" |
|||
|
FX Zombie Marco Since: 03-24-06 Since last post: 3830 days Last activity: 3725 days |
| ||
| James walked over and sat down on the couch, placing the case on his lap.
"Does anyone mind if I change? This thing is so uncomfortable." Without waiting for an answer, he reached up with his left hand and grasped his right shoulder blade. There was a quiet hiss, and his right arm stiffened. He pulled it off, and placed it next to the box. He opened it up and took out one of the four arms and placed it on his shoulder. The arm sprung to life as it connected. He rotated it around. "Ah, that's much better." |
|||
|
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1166 days Last activity: 1166 days |
| ||
| Kevin eyed the strange new woman warily. She's a strange one, he thought. At the sound of the audible hiss, Kevin cocked his head, and stared at the cold metalllic arm that James had.
"Pretty handy piece o' equipment there. What's it feature?" Kevin had seen cyborgian tech before, so this was nothing new to him. He was simply curious as to what model and manufacturer it was, and not trying to suck information out of the newbie to make him uncomfortable. |
| Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 | Next newer thread | Next older thread |
| Xeogaming Forums - Role Play - Blind Hearts |
| |
