WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[Knife-28]

The people seemed to be taking the TAB. The Wayward Vagabond smiled under the rags that covered his face (and, for that fact, the rest of his body) and straightened his 'Mayor' sash, the one made with a can of 'mayo', some wires and a little bit of paint.

 

[Arrogancy]

Mat shrugged. Joe could very well be right, these could be dangerous. On the other hand, Joe was also clearly insane. Mat slipped the can into his bag. At the very least he could use it later to ward off Joe.

 

[Zepherus14]

"Why do you always got to be like that Joel, I'm just trying to help, but you just don't listen to me!?" Joe got up from the broken glass, tears rolling down his face, but his face showed more angry than sad.

 

[Random berk]

Rolling onto his stomach, Dromaeus wheezed, coughed and spat a string of black phlegm onto the pavement. His lungs were not the same as a human's, and it seemed that ashes were not especially good for them. He got slowly to his feet, his head spinning, and looked around, rubbing soot from the protective membranes over his eyes before opening them. The others seemed to be fighting and panicking over a number of small metal cylinders. Raising a hand to his head, he began to trudge toward them, wondering what in Oblivion was going on now, and how they had ended up outside in the first place.

 

[Knife-28]

The Wayward Vagabond saw a new figure approach, and handed him a can of TAB.

 

[Arrogancy]

The lizard-man, Dromaeus came into view. Mat turned toward him. "I prefer my lizard well-done." He joked, "Someone should take this one back."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Ah, Dromaeus. Glad to see your alright. I'm also glad you don't weigh as much as I thought you would. I'm the one who dragged you out of that burning building." Will said as he saw the lizardman coming toward them.

 

[Random berk]

Dromaeus cautiously accepted the cylinder from the strange creature, which looked like some kind of Draugr, and pointed a claw threateningly at the human with the spear.

"If I could breathe right now" he choked, "I'd show you well-done."

 

[Zepherus14]

"DROMAEUS NO!! Put that down!! It's not safe!!" Joe started to climb through the window.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Joel turned. "He's not a lizard. He's a dinosaur, like Angie. Right Artie?"
"Yep. Dinosaur. Scales, spiney feathers... that's a female dinosaur."

 

[Random berk]

"That was you?" He asked General Sherman. "Thank you. We Argonians prefer our air moist." He overheard Joel and Artimus talking. They called him by some name. They also called him a female.

"Shows what you know of anatomy." he said sarcastically, still hoarse.

OOC: Dromaeus has no feathers, its all horns. Couldn't get a screenshot onto my pc though.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"What do you mean? I'm a god damn professor." Artie said.
"Yeah, and I fucked TWO dinosaurs."

 

[Zepherus14]

OoC: I really want to fight Joel right now (fighting Joe when he was trying to help everyone, and then flatout ignoring him), but I got supper in the next few minutes...

 

[Arrogancy]

"Oh, come now." Mat said, "You don't look nearly that bad." He leaned back against the side of the building.

 

[Random berk]

"I do not know what a dinosaur is. I am an Argonian of Black Marsh. And I am also a male. My physique is not even that different to a male of you mammal's species!" He cracked open the cylinder with one claw, and nearly retched at the foul taste of the liquid inside.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Think nothing of it. That drink should help quench your thirst." he said.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"You don't have breasts, so what. Female dinosaurs don't even have nipples. You match the physical description."
"And I'm gonna need proof you're so similar. Clothes off." Joel said.

 

[Random berk]

Dromaeus hissed, a deep, crocodilian sound, and drank more of the foul liquid.

"I do not remove my armour by demand, dog."

 

[Knife-28]

The man lacking depth kept sprouting on about how dangerous the TAB was.
I'll show you how dangerous it really is.
The Wayward Vagabond picked up one of the cans, and threw it at Joe, hitting him in the center of the forehead and pitching him back through the window.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Then I guess... I'm going to have to get you really drunk."
"That only worked on Nicole. And he's a bit of a slut."