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Fantasy Tyranny of King Valerian - A Fantasy GroupRP (Closed and Over)

Slasher999999999 said:
(Argon just lit his ass on fire xD )
((Tyr has been soaking wet ever since he fell into the well. And leather doesn't light easily. I'd hold off on the whole burning thing, okay?))
 
"As much as this is entertaining, I am not havng fun sitting here freezing my tits off. So can I have them clothes, like now?" She rose her voice a little.


(Ya'll, I'm dying of laughter. STAHP)
 
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[QUOTE="Safety Hammer]"Quit being an asshole, Bailey." Tyr said with a smirk.

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"Oh, that was the worst joke I've heard all day," Bailey sighed, "And give her the fucking clothes, Tyr."
 
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Vayne nodded and she proceeded to put the clothes on in the guy's arms. It wasnt that hard. "Okay, kinda need down now" She said to him.
 
Argon would set her down. But would be careful and ready in case she fell down again to catch her.
 
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[QUOTE="RedTeam Grif]Vayne nodded and she proceeded to put the clothes on in the guy's arms. It wasnt that hard. "Okay, kinda need down now" She said to him.

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"So how many times have you done that, Vayne?" Tyr said with a smug face.
 
Vayne stood and when she did, the clothes instantly drooped because of the size difference between the clothes and herself. She looked down, "Fuck me dammit!" She growled, crossing her arms. "I cant fit anything. Oh well, at least I'm not- Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" She snapped at Tyr.
 
Argon would drape his black trench coat over her. She could feel the warm comfortable heat the coat emitted @RedTeam Grif
 
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"Nothing! Hey, I might have a belt in here too." Tyr said, looking through his bag. "Ah. Here you go." Tyr threw the leather belt to Vayne.
 
"You know, I could check to see if I have any extra. If I do, they might work, seeing on how I'm like two inches taller Tham you," Bailey stated, making an offer to Vayne.
 
"Uh huh, that's right, be scared" Vayne caught the belt and put it on. She looked at the jacket, "I dont really need this no more" She said, looking back at Argon. She heard Bailey and shrugged, "Honestly I dont care much for tighter fitting clothes unless its armor. Though I suppose I dont need to be tripping on the bottoms of these pants" She said. The clothes were baggy and if they ventured anywhere she'd probably not need something that'd catch on anything or make her trip. "These clothes smell like a Scottish beefstick" She chuckled. She didnt mind, "I'm guessing your clothes do too?" She asked Bailey, laughing lightly.
 
[QUOTE="RedTeam Grif]Vayne stood and when she did, the clothes instantly drooped because of the size difference between the clothes and herself. She looked down, "Fuck me dammit!" She growled, crossing her arms. "I cant fit anything. Oh well, at least I'm not- Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" She snapped at Tyr.

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"Hey, don't tell me that you don't remember what happened back in Brightown! Oh guess what? Bailey... is Nathan Hunt's kid!"
 
FireMaiden said:
"Hall. Mine, and his last name is Hall," Bailey corrected. She then turned to Vayne, "Suit your self, I'm changing."
((Sorry. Fucking auto correct. I'm getting back on my computer))
 
[QUOTE="RedTeam Grif](WHat am I supposed to remember?)

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((You used to travel with Bailey's dad and Tyr after his family died. Let's just say that there were a couple of drunken nights where you were found in a hotel with people you didn't know...))
 
[QUOTE="RedTeam Grif](WHat am I supposed to remember?)

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(So, my dad was Nathaniel Hall, a good friend of Tyr. I don't rember him, but I'm guessing you do. Just like have some really fond memories of him and my mom. Who is an elf btw)
 
(Huh, well now Vayne's a slut when drunk. Makes sense, I can see it. Okay!) (I have never seen Game of Thrones)


"Nate's kid? Huh, neat!" Vayne nodded to Bailey in approval. SHe looked at Tyr with a glare. "Hey! I dont know how I got into that room or why my clothes were in the fuckin' street. Or how that guy got in the same room. Besides, I didnt remember anything from that night so obviously I walked in the wrong room and fell asleep" She crossed her arms and huffed. "Cock thistle" She muttered.
 

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