WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)
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Will did as he planned and was returning to his room. As he walked up the stairs he heard loud banging noises and screaming coming from the room next to his. 'Oh Alek...please don't tell me...' he thought as he approached the door. "Excuse me, Ms. Chase? Is everything alright in there?" he asked, practically having to shout to be heard over the racket.
Julia slipped into a black corset and opened the door a crack. "Yes, I'm fine. Thanks. Just... a bit busy." she said, smacking a riding crop into the wall. "OOH! Well, must get back. If you see that lovely Alek boy, tell him I'm sorry." The door closed, locked and the banging resumed, now louder.
The Merc walked up to Will carrying a bottle of water. "Who's fucking in there?"
The Merc walked up to Will carrying a bottle of water. "Who's fucking in there?"
A tremendous racket started up in one of the rooms somewhere below Dromaeus's. He hissed.
And this is why I prefer sleeping out in the wilderness. He leaned over the side of the bed, looking directly at the floor.
"FUS... RO!!". There was a great bang, and the floor rattled loudly. Dust fell from the ceiling.
See if you can match that sound.
And this is why I prefer sleeping out in the wilderness. He leaned over the side of the bed, looking directly at the floor.
"FUS... RO!!". There was a great bang, and the floor rattled loudly. Dust fell from the ceiling.
See if you can match that sound.
"I assume Ms. Chase and someone else. Who the other person is I couldn't tell you." Will replied as he tried not to gag at the sight of the strange female beast in lingerie.
The ceiling rattled, and Joel took the bed in both hands, and smashed it into the floor hard and repeatedly, breaking parts of it.
Julia slipped out of the door, passed Will and the Merc and approached the counter. "Yes, I would like to file a complaint. Your beds are easily broken."
"Well, you can't have one now. Bunk up with someone else."
Julia returned up the stairs. "I need to share someone's bed..."
Julia slipped out of the door, passed Will and the Merc and approached the counter. "Yes, I would like to file a complaint. Your beds are easily broken."
"Well, you can't have one now. Bunk up with someone else."
Julia returned up the stairs. "I need to share someone's bed..."
'Sometimes being a gentleman is so...distastful.' Will thought as he heard Julia ask to share one of the two men's beds. "I would be...more than...happy to offer you my bed...Ms. Chase. I suddenly don't feel all that tiered." Will said as he opened the door to his room.
Julia looked at the open door. "No, I couldn't. You need rest. I'll check with one of the others." she said, climbing the stairs and reaching Dromaeus' room.
OOC: Ouch...just kidding.
Will breathed a sigh of relief and fled back into his own room locking the door.
Will breathed a sigh of relief and fled back into his own room locking the door.
Dromaeus had just closed his eyes when he heard a knock on his door.
Damn it all to Oblivion. He stood and quickly threw on the trousers and undershirt of his nightingale armour, grabbing Mehrune's Razor and fastening its sheath to his belt.
"Enter."
Damn it all to Oblivion. He stood and quickly threw on the trousers and undershirt of his nightingale armour, grabbing Mehrune's Razor and fastening its sheath to his belt.
"Enter."
Julia slowly opened Dromaeus' room. "My bed... broke. I need to share with someone. Could I..."
Dromaeus stared at her for a moment, then grabbed his satchel and threw the rest of his armour into it, along with his sword and Ysgramor.
"Very well, I have a bedroll with me in any case. Will you treat this one more gently, or would I be better advised to sleep under the stars?"
"Very well, I have a bedroll with me in any case. Will you treat this one more gently, or would I be better advised to sleep under the stars?"
Julia looked at the bed. "Oh no, you can share. I really need to go to sleep." she said, sliding under one half of the sheets and facing the wall, away from the other side.
Dromaeus turned towards the door, then decided it wasn't necessary, instead removing his bedroll from his satchel and unrolling it. Closing the door, he slipped inside the deer hide lying at such an angle on the floor that he could keep both Chase and the door in sight, ready to use either his dagger or a Shout at a moments notice. Closing his eyes, he drifted into a light sleep.
OOC: Light here meaning on a hair trigger.
OOC: Light here meaning on a hair trigger.
Joe wasn't sure where everyone went. Last thing he remembered was a loud noise as the FBI entered the bar, and then everything went black. Then he realized, he was under the hover-bus...
"WHY!? WHY is it that everyone likes putting things on me?!" Joe rolled the hover bus on its side, steam fuming from his non-existent ears.
"There you are Joe, everyone went to the local inn for the night." Omega ran over the rubble to get to Joe.
"Right, what time is it?"
"1:33am"
"Really that late eh? Alright we're getting a room."
Joe walked over to the inn where everyone was, and then realized he didn't have any money to rent a room...
Looking around Joe saw a painting behind the reception desk with a woman standing next to the inn when it was first constructed. Looking at the inn manager Joe exclaimed, "Move over I'm getting myself a room."
He jumped onto the desk and then jumped into the painting. "Hey baby, why don't you go make me some cookies or something, I'm hungry." The three including Omega walked into the inn in the painting.
"WHY!? WHY is it that everyone likes putting things on me?!" Joe rolled the hover bus on its side, steam fuming from his non-existent ears.
"There you are Joe, everyone went to the local inn for the night." Omega ran over the rubble to get to Joe.
"Right, what time is it?"
"1:33am"
"Really that late eh? Alright we're getting a room."
Joe walked over to the inn where everyone was, and then realized he didn't have any money to rent a room...
Looking around Joe saw a painting behind the reception desk with a woman standing next to the inn when it was first constructed. Looking at the inn manager Joe exclaimed, "Move over I'm getting myself a room."
He jumped onto the desk and then jumped into the painting. "Hey baby, why don't you go make me some cookies or something, I'm hungry." The three including Omega walked into the inn in the painting.
OOC: with what i've got planned, you'd wake up just as fast if you'd downed a bottle of sedatives.Random berk said:
Julia settled down, and was drifting off when there was a large explosion. One of the FBI agents ran from her room, on fire and screaming. The Merc kicked his door open, and raised his handgun, spraying the agent with a small stream of water. "What the fuck?"
Dromaeus jerked awake, Mehrune's Razor immediately out of its scabbard, the ultra-sharp blade ripping through the deer hide like paper.
Will I get no sleep tonight? Grabbing his satchel and hastily putting on the rest of his armour as well as his sword, he shouldered the door outwards.
"What in Oblivion is going on?"
Will I get no sleep tonight? Grabbing his satchel and hastily putting on the rest of his armour as well as his sword, he shouldered the door outwards.
"What in Oblivion is going on?"
The Merc climbed the stairs and entered Dromaeus' room. "A FUCKING BOMB! It went off in Julia's room. I think Joel is attacking us."
A hooded figure listened to the sound of the world. He buckled his saphire sword, slung a quiver filled with white fletched arrows onto his back and a white bow was inserted within the quiver.
"Where are you friend of my heart?" He called to no-one. He had seen this all to often but it was worth a try asking these heroes. He set of in the direction of the gunshots, it had taken hime ages to track down this group without the aid of Saphira but now he was drawing close. He was certain none of them could block their minds from his access and he had each ones location pinned down. The largest group of them were staying within a building at the other end of the street and that was where he was headed.
Eragon Shadeslayer entered the building and took a deep breath before thinking about the Library again. He pushed the thought out of his head and began to ascend some stairs.
OOC: Swapping to Eragon soon and I just spent 6 hours at work thinking of interesting plot ideas as well as a way to keep Eragon's OP in check. I'm quite proud of what I've come up with ....and yes this is the best picture of Eragon I could find (So many pictures from the terrible movie -sigh-)
"Where are you friend of my heart?" He called to no-one. He had seen this all to often but it was worth a try asking these heroes. He set of in the direction of the gunshots, it had taken hime ages to track down this group without the aid of Saphira but now he was drawing close. He was certain none of them could block their minds from his access and he had each ones location pinned down. The largest group of them were staying within a building at the other end of the street and that was where he was headed.
Eragon Shadeslayer entered the building and took a deep breath before thinking about the Library again. He pushed the thought out of his head and began to ascend some stairs.
OOC: Swapping to Eragon soon and I just spent 6 hours at work thinking of interesting plot ideas as well as a way to keep Eragon's OP in check. I'm quite proud of what I've come up with ....and yes this is the best picture of Eragon I could find (So many pictures from the terrible movie -sigh-)