We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)

[Sablestick]

"So, everyone is asleep or else where, I guess I should make sure nothing attacks the airship while they're sleeping" heads out to the deck to stand guard with a crossbow

ooc: Sir Sable signing off

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

OOC: Morning...what I miss? (Probably gonna read it all out of boredom) So far I've got, Trilby has Wolves that maintain a curfew, Jags doing stuff, Salty has ridiculus villains back again and there doing something, debates about evil (Evil is subjective, what is good to somebody is evil to another you'll hear more stuff like that when Varger gets here), Rosh has that wierd person still. Miss anything?

 

[Sablestick]

ooc: From what I know, a whole ton of a lot. Unfortunately, I am not the one to fill you in on it. All I know is that almost everyone is on Jio's airship, that's where I am

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

OOC: Dwam, don't have a clue how to get Greg onto that ship yet and while I wait for more people have this...

In the night a great shadow walked up to Greg's ruined ship on all four. Metallic paws and claws that cleaved the ground with each stride. It ran a semi-bio tongue across the grass where some of Greg's dried blood had be spilled. It looked around, its mesh of wires that formed a tail flicked idily as drops of saliva fell from its mouth. Then it was gone, seemingly in an instant.

Captcha: Dog's dinner.....stupid physcic captcha.

 

[Sablestick]

ooc: You were in the last game right? You remember Sable's portals right? Then no problem getting you up here

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

OOC: Yeah I've been in every WAOA since page one. If you were there were you there when Varger was?

 

[Kirke]

Tophat woke up, and walked outside.
Well, this is quiet.

Dio was asleep, lying down on the floor of Fours old apartment in full armour.

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg propped himself up against a wall, panting. He reloaded his gun and looked behind him. Nothing. He straightened up and slung the gun back over his shoulder and doubled back on himself, hoping to find someone from yesterday.

 

[Kirke]

Tophat sensed Greg, and ran towards him, feeling his stress.

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg props himself on a wall, completely exhausted. He slides down the wall and just sits there with his rifle layed across his lap.

 

[Kirke]

Tophat stops ten meters from Greg.
"You alright?"

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg raises his rifle. "Ya'll keep back now." He says, the rifle shaking in his grip. "Pa said...Pa said." The rifle slumps to his lap again and he puts his head in his hands.

 

[Sablestick]

ooc: I'm signing off now, be back in 7 hours or so

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

OOC: Kirke, you still here?

 

[Kirke]

OoC: @Ven Yeah, sorry.
Tophat walked up to Greg.
"Ain't you in a sorry shape."

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg still wore a smile, whether it was fake or real wasn't certain but it still graced his face. "I'm done for." He says taking his face out of his hands. "Looks like I let ya down after all Pa." He says looking at the sky.

 

[Kirke]

"Oh quit feeling sorry for yourself! Didn't I see you with the group before?"

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

"What? Yeah ...well probably." Greg says. "Seemed like reasonable enough people ta me." He manages to stand. "Goddamn, this arm." He smirked. "Boy sure knows how to cut."

 

[Kirke]

"Come on, follow me."
Tophat walked towards Jios airship.

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Greg did so. That ship, damn fine that I'll be finally up inside it. With how this wound is bleeding he's definetly on-world.