OOC: His names Grey, he worked with the SCP Foundation. He handles SCP-689, so he has nothing to do with Xenomorphs. We're good friends. :3
We Are Our Avatars IV (Uh, closed for real now)
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OoC: @[StarFleet86]: SCP:689? That's an evil statue http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-689 did you mean SCP 682? http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-682?
OOC well yeah he tossed in that because his character handles them. But aliens are often released on planets for predators to hunt. So their could be a valid explanation for why they were there.
Saito leads on past the group talking on the stairs, through the Dinging Hall and into the kitchens. There was food in the ovens, on spits, a giant walk in refrigerator and much more. The place was stocked pretty damn well. "Well take your pick, I assume your hungry" his stomach groans and he winces "Speaking of which, I probably shoudl've eaten before going to bed." He walks over to the spit with a plate and carves himself a large slab of meat. He could not tell what it was from though, and seated himself on the bench.
"Thanks, but I'm not very hungry." Drake says. He takes out his medallion and takes a seat. He finally gets a chance to examine and study it. Drake takes out his journal and tries to study.
Tao woke up In a strange bed, she looked around room. yawning a bit. "Meow? Tao doesn't remember sleeping here?" She muttered to herself as she jumped out the bed, Grinning. "I wonder where everyone went, Meow?" She said, she open the door with one paw and ran down the hall on all 4's.
OoC: Honestly, after two slow threads, this is moving pretty damn fast for me. Cn't really handle it, and Vergil isn't too interesting a character. I may just quit.
*the old man stops for bit*
Pardon, there are so many things to keep track of, it is often difficult to find what I need.
All I can remember is a contract and I presume I have been drifting ever since.
Pardon, there are so many things to keep track of, it is often difficult to find what I need.
All I can remember is a contract and I presume I have been drifting ever since.
OOC: @Gearhead Aww. :C
Drake figures the little puzzle out. He decides to wait until the others are sleeping, he wants to go alone.
Drake figures the little puzzle out. He decides to wait until the others are sleeping, he wants to go alone.
OOC: gonna be up for another twenty minutes.
Saito sits there mauling down his food. "You sure? This tastes GREAT!" He says with his mouth full. "What's that in your hand?" He asks Nate, swallowing down what he now thinks must be some kind of pork.
Saito sits there mauling down his food. "You sure? This tastes GREAT!" He says with his mouth full. "What's that in your hand?" He asks Nate, swallowing down what he now thinks must be some kind of pork.
"Uhh - nothing - nothing.." Drake says. He puts his medallion and journal away and goes into the living room to sit down and think.
OOC: @Gearhead Saito is usually pretty passive aswell. You just gotta make some allowances and improvise.
OoC: @Furioso, I can't remember of hand and yay more persona 
@Gear, I know right? but don't just quit mate
@Gear, I know right? but don't just quit mate
Saito follows him out of the kitchen. "Well I'm just about done, there's plenty more in there if you need anything. Goodnight." He heads upstairs and is almost hit by the human-sized cat barrelling past him.