We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)

[The]

The spy follows closely behind, knife in hand.

 

[snappydog]

The boy had spoken. Sephiroth could not place the accent: it was not of his world.
'I want to know where I am,' he said simply, unable to think of anything else.

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg looks up "I...I'm fine. Just...lost alot a blood." He straightens out still panting. "names Gregory Heart by the way, Sergeant Gregory Heart." He goes to salute but sways in his spot.

 

[Slenn]

"So... Gwen. Some guy, before I came here said I should talk to you. Said you would know most of the people here. But you look just as confused as I am."

<color=purple>"Oh believe me I AM confused. The blonde girl was WA9, the tophat is named... well TopHat, the robot guy is Dionysus. I'm not too sure about the rest of them. Let's go find out together."

Well, this isn't so bad so far. Gordon thought as he followed her.

 

[Slenn]

Gwen and Gordon walked in on Greg's introduction. <color=purple>"Oh, your name's Greg eh? Name's Gwen."

"Gordon Freeman." He extends out his hand to shake. Awesome! A cyborg-man.

 

[Chungus]

"I'm Gi--Acutally, you probally alreafy heard who I am." Gilgamesh said to Greg as he went looking through his hyperspace inventory. After a short while, Gilgamesh pull out a small roun bottle, filled with a blue liqued.
"Here, drink this potion. It'll heal your wounds, at least to some extent."
Gilgamesh said as he motions to hand the potion over to Greg.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"You and me both..." Ed says. "Maybe we should ask that cat girl. I think she lives here."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"...Asha...do you mind if I ask who your parents are?" I ask cautiously. Could it be? There is an entire country of these cat people, so maybe it's just a coincidence... I think.

OOC: I suppose I should introduce my character. Lenard Jerome Tanner, former Corporal in the Long-Range Long-Term Recon Units. He's also a psychologist...kind of...

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg accepts the bottle after steadieng himself and swigs it. "Thank ya kindly." He says.

 

[snappydog]

Sephiroth turned. 'You. Cat girl. Where is this?'
He ignored the others for now, as they were giving him the same treatment.

 

[Chungus]

"Eh. Don't mention it." I want that you be your best should we ever meet on the field of battle.
Gilgamesh turns away from Grew and walks over to Sephiroth, stopping a short distance away from him.
That sword... could it be?

 

[snappydog]

On an afterthought, Sephiroth turned back. 'You. Short creature. Who are you?'
He could use allies, after all; even he was not so arrogant as to try to find his way around an entirely new world on his own.

 

[Drakmorg]

"Yes, I do mind." Asha said to Tanner, flicking her tail in annoyance.
"We're in London! [sub]You think he'd know where he is if he came here for the convention.[/sub]" She said to Sephiroth, mumbling the last part to herself.

 

[snappydog]

He froze.
That being.
Behind him.
Strong.
Too strong.

 

[Slenn]

"So uhhh... Greg's your name eh? Tried to speak up earlier, Name's Gordon. Gordon Freeman."

<color=purple>"And I'm Gwen."

 

[snappydog]

'London?' Sephiroth muttered, trying to ignore the figure glancing at Masamune.

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg feels revitalised and caps the bottle. The cuts on his face and back are gone. He looks around before pulling his right sleeve back. 2 large gashes ran up his arm, red as ever. The elixir had not removed them. Quickly as he revealed his arm he pulls his sleeve back down, in case anyone saw.

 

[Demonjazz]

Ten conivincing later"Dost any of you know where there is a place where we may build the church"
the guy who showed him where the horses is spoke up"Tis an empty lot that used to be a church is for sale"
"That's good brother Philip if we all pitch our money in we'll be able to buy it"

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Why? I think I might know your parents." I say to Asha.

 

[snappydog]

'What is London and why are you here?' Sephiroth asked the cat girl, lowering his open fingers to just an inch above Masamune's hilt, cautious of the man nearby.