Well, "if you can't beat them, join them." and "when in Rome, do what the romans do" or whatever it was.
thats just a cool-sounding way to say u r giving in to peer pressure lol *insert swirly hypnotizing eyes here* join us.... join us...! JOIN US!!!!!!!!!!
*writes up a huge diamond-plated machine-gun, covered in high-tech weaponry, and jacked up to the point where half a second in it's infinite range will kill a man Bring it
Reg takes out her sword, which was glowing as bright as the moon, and charges at Lady. "If it's war you want, it's war you'll get!" she screamed before attacking. Their swords met, and they were in a battle. Only one would leave the cafe alive. AN EXAMPLE OF COMBINATION OF RP AND WRITING
New Found Life Early in the morning awakened by a Crow Anna peers out her window only To find metalic creed wariors aproching quickly she reaches for her bow as They creep ever closer suddenly they Break into a run without thinking anna Fires an arrow into a knights neck Crumpling to the ground one knight Is halted 4 more continue on their sprint. Shooting off another arrow into a leg she then retreats out the backdoor just as the remaining three break in. Running faster and faster Her heart beat slows eventualy. Now walking, she looks for a shelter. Spoting a large tree and some good wood Anna smiles and says to herself out loud "well things are looking better and at lest I don't have those guys still after me." then feeling two hands on her arm she knows she's in a pickle. The brutes quickly wrestled her the ground. kicking and screaming she resists but they hold her down then the smaller ties Anna up and they heave her on a horse they then the horses gallop untill they reach a camp with a couple hundered people. The larger man puts her in a tent then leaves. Remembering that she has a knife on her side she quitely rubs the rope on it untill it snaps a guard bursts in and draws his sword Anna outmatched with only a dagger grabs a torch the guard slashes out at her. Parrying with the torch and stabing with the dagger her combatent is dead. Anna silently crawls away from the camp. She spys a horse that she moves toward. A guard turns her way she closes her eyes and hurls her knife. Bulls-eye hit him perfectly she thinks "I impress myself somtimes." hurrying to the horse, jumping on, and riding away "I'm now in the free" Anna rides untill she reached a tavern. Inside a man is telling storys about the land they are in. Out of curiosity she starts to listen "Before your time __ united a strong group of warriors refered to now as metalic creed. He united them in the hope that they would one day rule every kingdom" "Wow........." Escaped anna's mouth "But why dosnt someone try to stop them" "Some have" said the story teller Having trubble after this point no clue what to do next and I need a medeval name wall me thx
Batlle had erupted once again in the old run-down cafe. Two Humans were engaged in combat, the metallic sounds of their blades filled the air. All knew it would end in death for one poor soul. In the doorway another human, a male this time, watched with fear and indesicion. He knew not which side to support, he only wished the argument could end in peace. The whole time another thought dominated his mind, which was not about the combatants, but Irin. Irin; the female elf who ran the old cafe. As the two humans fought, destruction was left behind. And if Irin was known for one thing, it was how she hated getting blood on the floor. ----- How's that for combining writing and RP?
An earsplitting crack ended the fight and drew attention to the cafe's door, now broken into several pieces. In the doorway stood a shadowed figure, and everyone was certain they were hearing "Through the Fire and the Flames". Then, the jukebox broke, and the lights came back on. Cheese had arrived
The 3 humans looked at the man and jukebox before the two females re-engaged. In the corner the other man finally spoke. "Ok guys, better move it out before Irin gets back. This looks like it's about to get bloody." He said to them. Meanwhile, he still was in indescision. He would need to act soon.
Cheese calmly walks over to a pile of dead bodies, and easily slides it over the blood stain. The stain is hidden, but the bodies are obvious. Cheese throws a tarp over the pile, and a icon appears over his head. "Much better!"