The Proper Role-Play

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by FeatherHunter, Aug 7, 2011.

  1. I put my head in my hands and sit down in a makeshift chair. I think that I should not have said a word, but the other side of me says that it was right, not letting defeat. I sit up and look into nowhere, thinking. Then I pull out my sketch book, and start designing ideas.
     
  2. OOC
    WT* O.O

    BIC
    Thinks to self WTH "Alekandre?!" pushes you away and runs towards my ally, I'm so shocked I pass the ally and keep running
     
  3. Ooc

    the Ural Mountains?
     
  4. "Umm I might've had a little bit to do with that..." I start laughing.

    "On my way here I maybe killed a chieftain or two."

    "Anyways Jace, I gotta find myself a house somewhere in town or something. Can't live out in the cold all the time." I start rambling.
     
  5. Sits down by a small lake and spots a cave, I crawl in as The sun phase ends and I become human again. "What was that?" I ask myself and lays down closing my eyes, blocking out the past
     
  6. “Don't go!” I shout, teleporting beside her.

    “Kiss me and tell me you don't feel it?” I say, pleading.
     
  7. "I'll help you i to live outside back at the village we had to sleep outside and learn to adapt to the cold and hone our senses, it would be nice to live in a house mind if i help?"
     
  8. Looks at Alekandre "feel what? Connection?" sits up and leans against the wall as small snow flakes fall a bit faster
     
  9. Marcus wakes up and grabs his falchion he approaches the vampire council and thanks them later goes to red square and kills everyone there and leaves before real trouble can start he says to his minion "life is good"
     
  10. Sighs "Alekandre... You barely even know me. And I'm not good with these things" walks to cave entrance and sits back down watching The snow
     
  11. "Sure but here's the one thing. I need the house to be beside water, I can make the house from sand, think you can use lightning on something to turn the sand into glass?" I start walking to a lake with a small cave that I had seen on my way to the village.

    "So I thought this would be a good spot for the house." I finish and mark a X on the sand with my finger.
     
  12. “Yes. Do you feel the spark?” I whisper, folding my wings into my back and retrieving then donning my crown from the eighth plain.

    I realized my shirt had become removed when I teleported here.

    “This sixteen pack came from flying and training.”
     
  13. OOC

    Lol feather.

    BIC

    I slowly appear from my house, clutching my sketchbook for dear life. I return to building the house. Every five minutes or so, I would check to make sure everything looks right.
     
  14. Rolls eyes and steps into The snow, walking down to the lake. "Are you trying to say we are Soul Mates ?"
     
  15. Marcus walks to the house that once held him captive he looks behind him and see's his small band of soldiers waiting for orders he signals attack and they charge the house. He trashes a room then free goes Beserk on anything that's not his soldiers
     
  16. He says with an evil grin "Did you miss meh"
     
  17. OOC
    ... That's it, hulk.

    BIC

    I go berserk on the vampire, knocking his head off. I take care of his 'army' in a minute, and bury his head.

    OOC

    Sorry if that seemed god-moddic, but I be angry. 
     
  18. I hold her waist, pulling her to me and switching to the eighth plain, transferring the djinni power to her so she could see what I saw.

    “It is written in the stars. Do you see it?”
     
  19. Jace uses Chidori stream on the sand and makes many windows and a farm house made completely out of layered glass "There that should do it. Now its your move to make the building make it 3 stories so we each have a floor and make them big enough to i have a Girlfriend who needs lots of room" Jace stairs down the water edge to find that theres 4 goblin berserkers heading this way. " JL LOOK OUT"
     
  20. "I know I didn't miss you IronHulk" -_- mutters mutinously and hisses at him, my fur coated in a thin White layer, like a kitten thrown in a snow drift