Gus stood off to the side, his back pressed firmly against the wall as he took a quick glace at the people in the main lobby. He noted in his small journal the one guy reading a book, by himself. " It looks like I've found a anomaly." Gus tucked his notebook away in his pocket, then proceeded...
Gus comes out of his room, now wearing faded blue jeans with a generic grey hoodie. He pondered for a moment whether or not to tie his tan boots with questionable dark drops. Gus shrugged and strolled to the nearest window producing a small leather bound notebook from his back pocket. A small...
"My deepest apologies, it's a bad habit of mine." Gus tightened his grip on his bag, feeling the snow turn to freezing water through his uniform. "Frecka, if you don't mind, could you show me where my room might be?" He pulled a key card from his pocket with the number 212 boldly printed on it.
Gus nodded and gave Fricka a reassuring smile," That's alright, I'm sure someone here knows what's going on." Gus slightly cocks his head to the left, his smile turns to a curious gaze." Anxiety disorder?"
"I uhh. I fell asleep in my car." Gus chuckled nervously," I'm glad I woke up when I did, the snow pinned the door shut. I mean it's not the first time that's happened to me but it's always terrifying." He took a deep breath before continuing," Enough about me. Is there anything you can tell me...
Gus forced the door shut behind himself and shivered. He smiled gratefully at the stranger, immediately holding out his hand," Thanks. I'm Sargent Augustus Svennson, but you can call me Gus."
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Gus shook his head in disbelief, how did he manage to fall asleep in his rental car, parked outside the hotel? "Good going bro!" He said with his weak Swedish accent. Still wearing his three day old crumpled uniform, the same one he wore when he hugged his battle buddy goodbye back in Syria. Gus...
Hey I'm interested in rping in such a unique story, and the potential for a shining plot twist make it that much more amazing. I am on the rookie side of rping but I prefer to be a young male.
I was wondering what era or alternate history does this take place? Also who is fighting and for what purpose?
I was thinking I could be one of the soldiers who has defected from the 'military' and is wanted dead for treason.
Tell me what you think.
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My name is Dominic
25 years old
Black hair and green eyes
Male
Occupation: a army sniper
He just returned from combat and only wanted a bucket of chicken. He is a quiet man by nature but he is very vulgar and blunt. Not one to let anything to get in his way, he will kill anything that...
One day while enjoying a delicious bucket of chicken a man on the other side of the room began to choke. Once the commotion settled the man jumped on to a bystander and took a chunk of she face off with his teeth.
Ladies and gentlemen the apocalypse is upon us.
Hey, I think these are some good ideas and I would like to try with you.
- vampire/ human
- angel/ human
-boss/ employee
I'm new to role playing, but I do write stories in my spare time and I'm willing to learn.