Death Coliseum RP (Closed)
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"Yeah, it should be alright for tommorrow. Muscle regen. is fairly quick."
Rachel raised her glass.
"to the Championship"
Rachel raised her glass.
"to the Championship"
"To the Championship!" I raised my glass, despite not having done anything yet.
After taking a sip, I had to ask.
"So, do I get paid too? Or do I have to participate to get a cut?"
After taking a sip, I had to ask.
"So, do I get paid too? Or do I have to participate to get a cut?"
"To the Championship!" yelled Rorschach, his voice thick with alcoholic delight.
Turning to Austin, he said, "I reckon, if you were to be on our team list before the 5000 bonus comes through, then you'd probably get it. Other than that, I think you only get paid once you're fighting for us.", he paused thoughtfully, sipped another Martini, then asked "What do you think, Ben?"
Turning to Austin, he said, "I reckon, if you were to be on our team list before the 5000 bonus comes through, then you'd probably get it. Other than that, I think you only get paid once you're fighting for us.", he paused thoughtfully, sipped another Martini, then asked "What do you think, Ben?"
I'm almost a gonzo =D
Wes tipped back his drink, but didn't cheer. He wasn't celebrating yet, he was watching the screen. Theodorus was still in there raking in some cash by killing the stragglers. Ben assumes the match is over when the titan falls and he gets his head blown off. He chuckled and wondered how long it would take for anyone else to notice Theo wasn't among them.
I will be gone from tonight until sunday or monday, just fyi. Anyone can take my character if they want to, just no crippling injuries, please.
Theodorus was still in the match, but the amount of blood loss he had sustained kept him from moving about, and as such he was stuck behind some sandbags near Stanislav's body.
"Well, time to get going I suppose..." He said to himself as he pulled his body into a crouching position, before firing at the enemies with the rifle.
'Squeeze, then pull...' Was the only thought passing through his head repeatedly, a small memento of his drill sergeant back when he first joined the military.
'Squeeze... Then... Pu...' His thoughts became incoherent and his vision faded to black, and before long he awoke in the simulation room.
He felt horrible, like he had just come down with severe hypothermia.
By reflex he managed to drag himself up in a standing position, and felt his legs shake with the strain.
'So symptoms of blood loss follow you even after a safe match...' He thought as he staggered out to the bar and ordered himself a drink of scotch to warm himself up.
"Well, time to get going I suppose..." He said to himself as he pulled his body into a crouching position, before firing at the enemies with the rifle.
'Squeeze, then pull...' Was the only thought passing through his head repeatedly, a small memento of his drill sergeant back when he first joined the military.
'Squeeze... Then... Pu...' His thoughts became incoherent and his vision faded to black, and before long he awoke in the simulation room.
He felt horrible, like he had just come down with severe hypothermia.
By reflex he managed to drag himself up in a standing position, and felt his legs shake with the strain.
'So symptoms of blood loss follow you even after a safe match...' He thought as he staggered out to the bar and ordered himself a drink of scotch to warm himself up.
Rorschach swung round to see Theo stagger in.
"You legend!" he said, drunkenly, "You were fuckin' awesome in there!"
"You legend!" he said, drunkenly, "You were fuckin' awesome in there!"
"Ahaha, Theo my man." I hugged Theo in drunken delight, as he came out of the simulation room, much to his distaste. "You showed em how it was done out there you old rascal." I shoved a drink into his hand, and fell into the crowd that was busy talking, and having fun without me.
Austin came up and asked me if he was going to get paid. "You get paid for being in matches. Not for being on the team. Sorry, friend. That's the way DC works. Keep your chin up. There will be plenty of killing soon." I walked off into the crowd to join the party.
Austin came up and asked me if he was going to get paid. "You get paid for being in matches. Not for being on the team. Sorry, friend. That's the way DC works. Keep your chin up. There will be plenty of killing soon." I walked off into the crowd to join the party.
I'm having fun with Ben's drunken' attitude.
Theodorus started mumbling some less polite words about sloshed team leaders and their motley crew of vagabonds, before putting down the beer Ben had brought him in favour of the scotch.
He felt better at once as the warmth of the liquor spread through his body, and decided to watch the festivities from the sideline. He might have contributed, but in the end, Ben was the one who deserved the honour of the kill.
He sipped the lager Ben had brought him, 'I'm too old for dancing... At least I'm not too old for shooting though...' Were the thoughts passing through his head as he watched the party, still grumbling a bit for himself.
He felt better at once as the warmth of the liquor spread through his body, and decided to watch the festivities from the sideline. He might have contributed, but in the end, Ben was the one who deserved the honour of the kill.
He sipped the lager Ben had brought him, 'I'm too old for dancing... At least I'm not too old for shooting though...' Were the thoughts passing through his head as he watched the party, still grumbling a bit for himself.
Rorschach looked at the Austin and Carter, swayed, and said "Hah, kids these days can't handle their drinks" He might have been grinning.
He shrugged, and sat down next to Theo
"I'll join you, 'cos I'm too drunk to dance." He paused, as if trying to work things out in his head, "But I think I can shtill talk shtraight. How does it shound?"
He shrugged, and sat down next to Theo
"I'll join you, 'cos I'm too drunk to dance." He paused, as if trying to work things out in his head, "But I think I can shtill talk shtraight. How does it shound?"
Theodorus glared a bit at the drunkard sitting beside him, "You sound like a French who has just gotten his front teeth punched out..." He said with a straight face as he downed his lager.
Some snoring overpowering the ruckus from the party caught his attention, and he saw Carter passed out on the bar.
For a moment he pondered whether he should take the time to drag him home, or to his hotel, but that overly annoying hair of his made him drop the thought. 'If he's not all talk then he certainly won't have trouble dragging his sorry bum back home...' He thought as he ordered himself a good ol' pint O' stout.
Some snoring overpowering the ruckus from the party caught his attention, and he saw Carter passed out on the bar.
For a moment he pondered whether he should take the time to drag him home, or to his hotel, but that overly annoying hair of his made him drop the thought. 'If he's not all talk then he certainly won't have trouble dragging his sorry bum back home...' He thought as he ordered himself a good ol' pint O' stout.
I was beginning to slow. The party rumbled on around me, but I had found a nice stool to rest on, and wasn't thinking of getting up anytime soon. I saw Theo and Rorschach resting on the couch, Carter passed out on the bar, and Rachel dancing with some guys on the dance floor.
I smiled to myself, it won't hurt to close my eyes for a little bit. I let my lids fall, and drifted off into abyss.
I smiled to myself, it won't hurt to close my eyes for a little bit. I let my lids fall, and drifted off into abyss.
Rorschach gave Theo a sort of half bow, while still sitting down. It failed. He shook his head
"Maybe I am a bit far gone" he muttered, then got to his feet
He stood straight, swayed slightly, but remained upright, unmoving. After a minute, the swaying ceased, and a moment later, he lunged, fencing style, with perfect balance.
"I am now perfectly in control of both my body and my conversation" he said to Theo in precise Oxford English, then said in a more normal voice, "Good old drug suppression training. I'd normally use it to overcome a poison or something, but it works on alcohol as well"
"Maybe I am a bit far gone" he muttered, then got to his feet
He stood straight, swayed slightly, but remained upright, unmoving. After a minute, the swaying ceased, and a moment later, he lunged, fencing style, with perfect balance.
"I am now perfectly in control of both my body and my conversation" he said to Theo in precise Oxford English, then said in a more normal voice, "Good old drug suppression training. I'd normally use it to overcome a poison or something, but it works on alcohol as well"
Goatzilla! Noooooooo!
On topic: Cool, can we start the match soon-ish, so as I can get a post in before the English night closes in completely?
On topic: Cool, can we start the match soon-ish, so as I can get a post in before the English night closes in completely?