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Post by romannutss on Jun 29, 2009 3:10:34 GMT -5
[Walks in]
Cyric stared at everyone for a moment, partially because he needed to familiarize himself with these new faces...partially because he was confused as to what was going on.
"What is going on here?" he said to no one in particular. "What are you doing here?...I thought this place was abandoned."
~waits for an answer~
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Post by Bramwell on Jun 29, 2009 10:04:18 GMT -5
Niran, who up until this point had kept mostly to himself finally spoke out, a cruel sneer at the new comer who had just entered the room.
"Well, we're certainly not figments fo your imagination..."
Standing up the Asian let out a sigh and stared a the dull grey, grubby looking wall a moment before meeting the gaze of the stranger once more.
"We're here for the rebellion. If you're not, I suggest you leave now."
Maybe not the kindest of greetings, but if the boy wasn't interested ther ewas no point in getting hurt.
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Normally so independant from people, Yannick was even surprised by himself by how hurt he felt as Rhynan pulled away. But silently he accepted the fact and nodded solemnly.
"Sorry"
Rhynan had changed since their last encounter, but was that really all that surprising? Of course that didn't stop the youth from feeling a little down-trodden and silently he returned to the back of the room, trying to blend in to the wall, much like James had been doing not so long ago.
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Post by Ranual on Jun 29, 2009 22:37:27 GMT -5
sifer (walks in) instead of going through the front door he slips in through a window in case anybody is watching looks down into his breifcase and sais "your the only friend i have who wont die someday" to his rifle then sais "im here for the rebellion meeting"
Erin (walks in) going through the front door she sees a room full of strangers and quietly sits next to the wall feeling no need to mark her arrival
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Post by bandor on Jun 29, 2009 23:05:48 GMT -5
(FYI Bandor Mike Hanson)
(All Walk in)
Bandor walks up to the door panting Im not as young as i used to be he mutters. The other two follow close behind. The one sulking and the other strumming an air guitar.
Anybody hungry? the chef roars bursting through the door as he begins to set up for a large batch of pasta. Hey Alec i see your plan worked but what a testosterone fest. Wow I see one female in this room.
Hanson begins to play a bit of "Pretty Woman" on his guitar and laughs to himself. He knowes that "The Boss" knows he wants food so he goes around playing some music to lighten the mood
Mike sits in a corner created by some boxes and begins to toss his black stones on the ground. He isnt hungry.
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Post by Alec on Jun 30, 2009 1:34:11 GMT -5
((Is Tonberry almost done, Beth?
By the way, Kovu won't be participating. It's his first time at this kind of roleplay, and he doesn't think he can handle it. x3 We'll have to ease him in for another quest. Not only that, but he leaves on a two week trip this friday; so he wouldn't be able to participate anyway.))
{Walk In: Jessica}
Jessica burst through one of the side doors, practically tripping over herself. She seemed to be frazzled as her eyes darted at all the people. "OH MY GAWD, I'm totally late! Like, ugh... I SO cannot believe this."
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Trevor's eyes lit up as he walked over to the girl known as Erin. He took note of her flowing red hair, doing a short little bow as he came near. "Why, hello there. And who might you be, madamoiselle? I hope that things are quite well for you and your beautiful face." He put up his most suave act, one that he had practiced many times before. It wasn't too strong nor too weak, but just right.
Once again his eyes lit up as Jessica made her entrance. He passed it off as a mere glance, knowing that he'd have his chance with her later.
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"Heh, ladykiller..." Tristan shook his head from his little spot, taking note of the particular scene above.
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Alec made his pleasantries, responding to those who were both new and old. It was nice to see some familiar faces.
He finally decided to speak up, though, and he was glad that he didn't have to raise his voice very much. Everyone was fairly quiet.
"Alright... We should be starting the meeting soon." He slowly surveyed the room, looking from person to person. "I think this has been a pretty decent turnout so far... So we'll wait a little longer, for any others who would like to join."
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Post by Ranual on Jun 30, 2009 12:30:04 GMT -5
ill be doing 3 colors Sifer will be white and Erin will be red. and Seth will be yellow Erin tells the short black haired boy "I'm Erin and i dont want to tell a stranger any more than that." she sais loud enough to be overheard only by him"I dont remember much else."then she looks away because she never told anyone about her amnesia before and because nobody has complemented her before she thinks does he really not notice my bazooka next to me that usually keeps guys away
Sifer scans the room looking over evreybodys faces none are farmiliar so he just keeps mumbling to his custom sniper rifle while he puts imaginary bullets in Hansons back "why is that buffon so f[censoerd]g happy go lucky" he sais to himself just loud enough to be overheard
seth (walks in) Seth reaolises he is late and sais"sorry im late i dont know my way around washington." he heard sifers comment and responded "dude why are you such a downtrodden jerk." Sifer responds "im sorry" his voice oozing with sarcasim
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Post by The Skylark on Jul 2, 2009 0:36:50 GMT -5
Alex looked up. There were more people than he expected. He walked a few more steps away from the group, looked at Alec curiously, and sat back down. *** James waited patiently, wondering as he did how useful these people would be in a fight. He had made the mistake of underestimating Alec and Yannick at the ruinous chapel, but most of the newcomers looked inexperienced. ( to Bandor and brother) *** Rhynan snarled again, this time out of frustration. "Can we start doing something?" He pushed past Yannick roughly to stand closer to Alec. "Huh? Are we going to fight?"
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Post by Alec on Jul 2, 2009 1:23:58 GMT -5
((This is going to be my last post to allow new characters. Once my next post comes around, after this one, no more characters can join. Tonberry is the only exception.))
"Hmm..." Trevor mumbled. "I see. Well, I'm very sorry about that, my dear Erin. Is there anything that this good gentleman could do to help?" He seemed completely oblivious to the bazooka.
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Alec looked at Rhynan with a nervous expression. "Well... I figured we waited just a little bit longer for more people to come. But if you guys are getting anxious, then I suppose we can go ahead and begin the meeting. Once we've made our group, then we can begin our comeback.
"So, with that being decided," he went on, raising his voice so the others knew he was talking to them, "I guess we'll get this thing moving." He looked around the room once more, seeing all eyes on him. His cheeks flushed red. "I've...never been much of a leader... But times like this force people to take actions they wouldn't normally do.
"So, first off! We need to decide on a name. Our purpose is obvious: To get rid of Dr. Seuss. I was thinking Earth Militia Forces, after the disbanded Earth Defense Forces, but that sounds kind of lame. Then there was People Against Dr. Seuss, but that sounds even more lame. Not to mention that the acronym is a little...off, let's say. So, does anyone have any suggestions?" He waited for the others, trying his best to look leader-like.
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Post by Ranual on Jul 2, 2009 7:25:58 GMT -5
sky im a noob i dont give a crap if you make fun of me for it
sifer ponders that decision for a while before he sais"i have no idea what the name should be" then goes back to grumbling about happy people
erin never being the social butterfly just says "nobody can help it" and then sits there still wondering how does this guy not see my bazooka
seth completley missed the last question because he was busy trying to figure the people out .He thinks alec is the leader but not much else except that sifer is a sarcastic jerk
i dont like punctuation marks ;p and im using another guy namedDrinzo (walks in) Drinzo walks into the building very cautiously hoping not to disturb the meeting because he is late and its driving him NUTS he quietly sits near the door with his sword halfway out of its sheath looking for any farmilliar faces but he finds none
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Post by The Skylark on Jul 2, 2009 20:56:29 GMT -5
[dudeman: i'd call you a newbie, nothing worse and I noticed the punctuation thing~] Alex spoke quietly from the floor. "I wouldn't think a name to be that important, but if you think we need one... what about CLAWS? Curtailing lunacy, all without Seuss." Alex rubbed his fingernails. They were jagged, and had been for quite some time, as he had to cut them with whatever was handy. They were more useful like this, if unsightly. "Or maybe that could just be the name for our fighters..." *** James wasn't very good with acronyms; he was terrible at creating them in English, at least. "Рифма смерти", he muttered to himself with a slight smile. He walked over to Yannick and spoke to the Finnish boy in a low voice. "You know that half-dead boy, then?" *** Rhynan turned away from Alec in disgust. here we are trying to decide on a name and half the world is dead. not that i miss them, but still. can't we just fucking kill something?Suddenly depressed, Rhynan stared at Yannick. He found, with only a little bit of surprise, that he felt not the slightest bit of lust...all he felt was rage. not much longer...just have to get into battle, kill as many as i can, and die. easy, not too embarrassing, and fairly quick.
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Post by bandor on Jul 2, 2009 21:58:33 GMT -5
How about PISSA, Peole In Seuss Slaughtering Attitude? And it sounds tasty. Or CHEESE. No meaning, just CHEESE Bandor says.
Hanson sits down and begins strumming his guitar waiting for things to start.
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Post by Bramwell on Jul 3, 2009 0:31:30 GMT -5
(HAHAHAH! Cheese. That tickled me..."No meaning. Just CHEESE")
Niran felt no need to contribute to the little naming ceremony, he didn't care, much like he angsting youth, he just wanted to kill things. Kill stuff, return home and have something to show to Travis, the only thing in the world that meant anything to him.
"~yawn~"
A little cranky he walked over to one of the biggers boxers and draped himself over it like a cat would. Upside down he lay there, talking in the 'scenary' which was much more entertaining from this angle....
Feeling dejected, Yannick made no contributions either and tried to look anywhere but the main group. His eyes finally rested on the asian, hos absent mindedness cheered him up slightly. After muttering something in Russian that was incomprehensible to him, James finally spoke out and asked Yannick about the strangest boy in the room.
"Know him? ....No, I don't think I do.
Solemnly eh shook his head before turning to look up at his Russian companion.
"I just confused him with somebody I cared for. That's all, ~sigh~ but itt doesn't matter anyway, I only f[censored]ked him once. It's not like I care...
He tried to sound apathetic and it was almost believable, but his face told another story, his handsome features downturned into a frown. Letting out another sigh he plonked down onto a crate himself and sinec James was just about close enough, tilted his head to the side and rested his head on the other's hip.
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Siently he watched the actions of the others who had not yet even registered his presense...and these people thought they could take down Seuss? Maybe, But not yet. Finally stepping forward from his hiding place in the shadows, he spoke, his voice haunting, but an echo of something that had not always sounded so.
"What about...'Complete Rabble of Anonymous People', or C.R.A.P for short. I think it suits you well..."
As he moved forward, an heir or mystery shrouded the room and the fact he could not be seen for a bundle of capish rags only added to the enigma. For the moment, his actions were not hostile and he would have easily been believed to be another rebel to the cause, if a little strange.
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Post by Alec on Jul 4, 2009 0:19:18 GMT -5
((As of this post, no more characters but Tonberry's can join.))
Alec looked curiously at the bedraggled man. "No... I think that'd have the same general effect as PADS. The same with cheese." He shook his head and smiled wryly.
"You guys are right; the name isn't that important. But I think that if we're going to do this in a semi-organized fashion, that a name is necessary." Alec gave a short sigh. "CLAWS and EMF are really the only serious attempts at a name. So, we'll go off that. It's just a name, but yeah. Let's go ahead and choose so we can get this over with."
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"Hum..." Jessica dragged her finger to her chin, taking her gaze to the ceiling. "I like CLAWS. It's all like, RAWRRRR!!!" She made a fierce expression, but it didn't really make her look all that vicious.
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While Tristan shrugged, Trevor took a thinking stance (but not quite like Jessica). "I do like EMF. It makes us sound more professional."
((This will be the name of the special class, by the way. I suppose it could always be changed later, but let's pick something for now. As of my next post, or the one after, I hope to get things going. So light a fire under Tonberry, Beth! xD))
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Post by The Skylark on Jul 4, 2009 16:22:44 GMT -5
Alex shrugged at the reaction to his suggestion and waited patiently for something to happen. When the strange figure spoke, however, he couldn't help but feel uneasy...
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James felt sorry for Yannick, who obviously was more attached to the youth than he had thought. James didn't say anything, but when Yannick touched him, the Enthraller twitched slightly and let the boy remain where he was. James didn't care at all about the name issue, and he was beginning to question how this group would ever work together.
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Rhynan, completely insensitive to the weirdness of the mysterious figure, spoke brashly.
"Crap, huh? That works pretty well, I would think. Better than EMF- sounds like a nurses organization."
that freak's the only one here who understands...
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Post by bandor on Jul 4, 2009 20:11:17 GMT -5
I had a cat once so CLAWS sounds suatable to me. Now somebody help me eat all this pasta!! Bandor says. The pasta is finally done and he is hungry but wont eat it all.
Hanson runs over and fills himself a large plate full and begins to devour the slightly seasond noodles quickly. CLAWS sounds awsome dudes. Lets go with that.
Mark remains in his corner and puts in his vote for EMF. It being more proper.
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