"... No, it's neither of those things... Damnit, then I got nothin... We could try the top of a building?" Jericho said.
Epic Realms: An Escapist RP Crossover RP
- Thread starter Sam G
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"Unless you could fly, which really wouldn't surprise me at this point, or you have the key to one of these buildings, I don't see that happening." Jaime said as she looked in the shop windows for anything that might be useful.
Jaime raised her gun at Xandus. "Leave before we shoot. And don't try to use the rocket, you'll blow up too if you use it." I will not have him near me. He's not eating any more of me. You, hear that you fucking God, I'm going to blow this little shits brains out, and there is fuck all you can do about it
"Xandus... you're either unbelievably stupid, incapable of taking hints, or both," Daniel said. "We obviously don't want you around us. So get the hell away from here. I for one have no idea what you're talking about, and I don't really care if it comes from your mouth."
"Yes Xandus, we're weird and yet you're the one who eats metal and creates weapons out of thin air." Ian said dryly, showing a remarkable amount of sarcasm for one born to the middle ages.
"I think the hill would be safer." he said to the rest of the group, "these buildings are like four-sided cliffs. It's unwise to fight on the edge of a cliff."
"I think the hill would be safer." he said to the rest of the group, "these buildings are like four-sided cliffs. It's unwise to fight on the edge of a cliff."
"Umm, yeah, we're not the one who tried to eat someone," Shann pointed out. "That goes beyond weird. I mean, under extreme circumstances, I can see it, but you nibbled on Jaime like a mutton joint."
She also responded to Ian's point. "Yeah, that makes sense, all right, which one of these streets will lead us to it."
She also responded to Ian's point. "Yeah, that makes sense, all right, which one of these streets will lead us to it."
"Alas, poor Xandus..." the GM mumbled. None of the other boys and girls would play with him unless he stopped being a kill-crazy psychopath, and while it was within the GM's power to influence that, he couldn't bring himself to change the lad's very nature just so he would fit in. There was something he could do, however, that would sway Xandus's hand in making him change himself... Xandus wasn't going to like it, but frankly, the GM didn't care. He was merely interested in having himself a good time, others be damned.
"Aaw, Xandus, don't look so down," the GM called, speaking inside the Sith lord's head. "Now, if you aren't going to play nicely with the other children, I'm afraid I'll have to confiscate some of your toys until you learn to behave." As the GM spoke, Xandus's numerous weapons turned into smoke and faded away. His claymore, his lightsabers, his power claw; even the fire in Xandus's veins vanished, leaving him powerless but for a single rusty knife. The GM was about to laugh and say something sarcastic, but then he noticed the look on Xandus's face.
It was like looking at a child who's house had just burnt down. Xandus looked like he could never experience happiness again. His face was the face of pure desolation. It was like looking at the last being on earth, coming to the realization that he'd never meet another person again.
"Right, well, er..." The GM addressed the group. "Be nice to one another, and-" His voice cracked. "-Er, yes. That's all." He hung up his microphone and brushed a tear out of his eye.
"Aaw, Xandus, don't look so down," the GM called, speaking inside the Sith lord's head. "Now, if you aren't going to play nicely with the other children, I'm afraid I'll have to confiscate some of your toys until you learn to behave." As the GM spoke, Xandus's numerous weapons turned into smoke and faded away. His claymore, his lightsabers, his power claw; even the fire in Xandus's veins vanished, leaving him powerless but for a single rusty knife. The GM was about to laugh and say something sarcastic, but then he noticed the look on Xandus's face.
It was like looking at a child who's house had just burnt down. Xandus looked like he could never experience happiness again. His face was the face of pure desolation. It was like looking at the last being on earth, coming to the realization that he'd never meet another person again.
"Right, well, er..." The GM addressed the group. "Be nice to one another, and-" His voice cracked. "-Er, yes. That's all." He hung up his microphone and brushed a tear out of his eye.
After seeing the look on Xandus's face, Jaime felt ashamed of what she had done. She didn't want to kick a dog while it was down, and wouldn't. "Xandus, are you okay?" Jaime asked as she put her gun.
Ian found it hard to sympathize with Xandus. He had done so badly that even the god had felt the need to take his weapons. And Ian fully felt that he deserved it.
"Are we going to go, or not?" he asked, interrupting the pity-storm around the one, that they all had suddenly forgotten, was supposedly being left behind.
"Are we going to go, or not?" he asked, interrupting the pity-storm around the one, that they all had suddenly forgotten, was supposedly being left behind.
Holy shit on a barbecued stick of CHICKEN SHIT PUDDING! I completely forgot about this RP, and here I was, casually browsing the forums, looking "Epic Realms: An Escapist RP Crossover RP", until the moment that it hit me.
"I fucking signed up for that!" I thought, and slapped myself.
Anyway, Sam G, mind sending me a short overview of what's happened, so I can wedge myself in there?
"I fucking signed up for that!" I thought, and slapped myself.
Anyway, Sam G, mind sending me a short overview of what's happened, so I can wedge myself in there?
"Well, maybe the god feels you gotta earn your shit. Might start by not eating people. That would be a good idea," Shann stated. "All right, are we getting a move on? We sat around too much in the other group I was in and look where that got me."
"Aye, we'd best be going," Daniel answered. "We'd best find someplace relatively safe soon, or else we'll be in deep shift by tomorrow morning." He purposefully avoided swearing, as he tended to save the swearwords for when he really needed them. Now was not one of those times.
Daniel began running over a list of possible safe locations which he could defend easily; a dead-end back alley would provide an optimal choke point for a sentry gun to defend while the group slept. Failing that, a hill would do, particularly if it had some sort of wall arrangement made of rocks. A fire would be easier to start there.
Daniel began running over a list of possible safe locations which he could defend easily; a dead-end back alley would provide an optimal choke point for a sentry gun to defend while the group slept. Failing that, a hill would do, particularly if it had some sort of wall arrangement made of rocks. A fire would be easier to start there.
"As long as no one tries to kill someone else we could always sleep at, you know, my apartment." Jaime suggested. I really hope they at least know what an apartment is. Jaime thought as she looked back at the building.