The Proper Role-Play

I walk into the streets and stumble into a pet store. The owner is old, perhaps in his 60s.
"Hm... How much is your measliest rabbit?" I ask.
"15 Rems." He wheezes.
I hand him 50 and walk away with the rabbit, thinking he would need the money more than I do.

OOC

I also sell buildings and designs, that's how I make money.

BIC

I walk back to my house and set down the cage on a cabinet. I open the door and let it roam around the house, getting used to it's surroundings.
 
OOC

Switch the rp to economy. We need to establish jobs.

BIC

I caress Tess so she will stop sobbing and run after her, picking her up and wrapping her left arm around my neck.
I realized on my way to Smighters to get some Rems he owed me, that I wash still shirtless from washing Merry.
Feel those abbs? I whispered to her telepathically.

OOC

The official currency is Rems. I told Smighter that, so now we will all use it.
 
OOC
Rems? Hmm like on a car :'D

BIC
"You're never wearing your shirt around me" I whisper back. Is thinking: I'm sorta glad I stayed... But it's going to get worse if I stay longer...

OOC
My character has a 'mental condition' with seeing my 'bloody and shady' past. :)
 
Laying down, half covered in rubble, Damon began to feel bored. He sighed, and felt the side of his coat. His face brightened. His pipe was still intact! He pulled it out, and filled it with Pennyfarthing tobacco, a personal favourite of his. Then, as he reached for his matches, he let out a whimper. "God damn it!" he cried. The snow had wet his matchbox. "Hurry up..." he muttered to himself, before once again, drifting off into a daydream.
 
OCC: I'm switching to 1st person now, seems more fun.

BIC: I turn my head in amazement and take the match. "Sorry, I was expecting someone else, but now that you're here, my leg seems to be broken."
 
"Damon? Did you need a match?" pokes damon seeing if he was still alive. If he isn't alive, I decide, I'll sit on him. I watch the snow fall after putting The dry match in his hand
 
I slowly close the door of my house behind me and walk into the streets for a walk. I see Tess trying to help someone I do not know out of some rubble.
"Need some help?" I ask.
 
Blinks slowly taking in the situation And look at the sun. "I'll be right back" I mutter and run to an alley, form to were-kitty (lulz) and come back starting to remove the debris from your leg. "What happened?"
 
I observe, startled, this creature that's helping me up. "I'm... Not entirely sure. I got knocked cold by some sort of monster that wrecked the street."
 
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