Hello, various people of the internet, I'm Jake, an RPer who usually posts four, to five sentence, and is extremely active.
Fandoms I'm Looking For
Supergirl: Can Play: Robin ( I know he's not from it, but who cares? )
What I'm looking for: Kara
Outlast:Can Play: Miles Upshur, Eddie...
Hello fellow outlasters, im Jake Trent Litoeria, an 15 year old RPer, that is in desperate need in of an outlast rp. Id rather do a MXF if we do any type of romance in it, but I'm open to being an LGBT character. If it's fine to you, if we do a canon and Oc rp, id rather be canon. I'm okay with...
I could do a 1920 plot, supernatural plot, or Harry Potter plot. I'm a 24 year old ( Bio is 1980, because I always set it at 1980 XD ) who can be uh, a bit unserious, but if it's needed, I can do it.
Im very interested in playing 3 characters at a time, one being Mile Upshur, and the others, OCs. Of course I'd want an outlast rp, ( I've been looking forever! ) so this makes me excited, please consider me as an RP partner.
PID leaned out of a doorway, looking at the kids. " Oh, why must they always be so jumpy? " He had a very thick British accent, which sounded like one from a Mr. Handy in fallout 4. " Children, please come to me for story time. "
He looks at the toasted man, thinking ' Hey, maybe this wasn't the best idea, no loot. ' He shrugs, leaving the building. As he entered town, he saw Jared and One of the tinners, as he called them, talking about something. Maybe not talking, he had no clue.
He hears the door open, right as he loads the flamethrower. He quickly kicks open the door, making sure it was a bandit, ( It was, he had the signature stuff.) he sprayed the man in flames.
( Tell me if anything wrong. )
Name: P.I.D ( Programmed Information Device )
Appearance: Medium sized metal body, smile on face at all times, weapon system hidden in back, consists of nine different scalpels, and syringes.
Species: Robot
IQ: 19271628 ( He IS a robot, after all. )
P.O.O: Great...
Monty Willow stepped out his helicopter, which was for every guest, so it wasn't a private one, alright. He was dressed in his work clothing, which was In journalism, so he wasn't wearing a suit, or anything fancy. He went back to the time when he got the offer from his boss for a report on the...
I'd love to do this RP with you, and by the way, if you're not comfortably with me being 36, i'm actually 17. I just put my age to 1980, for some reason.
Murphy started to make his way back, when he heard a gun firing in the distance. Someone was wasting ammunition, a very important thing in the wastes. The firing started to get closer, so he stepped back into the gas station, and hid in the bathrooms, starting to make more fuel, and pulling out...