*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
*The girl that stole a purse last night is watching in the shadows*
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
*The girl that stole a purse last night is watching in the shadows*
There is the sound of blaster fire as they kill a crocodile, still walking
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
She looks around for a moment, before pointing back at them curiously
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
She looks around for a moment, before pointing back at them curiously
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
She looks around for a moment, before pointing back at them curiously
They dont seem to notice her, almost like they were choosing a direction
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
She looks around for a moment, before pointing back at them curiously
They dont seem to notice her, almost like they were choosing a direction
She just stands there, watching as she talks to her jellyfish
*YOU KNOW WHAT! NO! I FEEL LIKE BEING CHAOS INCARNATE. Im shutting down the other rps ive got goin on rn for this*
A small squad, maybe 6 or 7, troopers wearing all black with long blaster rifles are walking through the swamp. Their radio chatter is little to none as they continue marching. Their once pristine black armor is now covered in mud and battle scars.
Cassandra watches curiously from the edge of the swamp, Dregs floating around her shoulder
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
She looks around for a moment, before pointing back at them curiously
They dont seem to notice her, almost like they were choosing a direction
She just stands there, watching as she talks to her jellyfish
One of the Death Troopers notice her and start to walk towards her
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They seem to be efficient, killing a few swamp creatures they deem to be a threat.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey guys. I'm gonna go for a bit. I'm tired.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*alrighty! Hug!!*
She looks to her floating jellyfish, then back at the soldiers, "Wow..."
*kk, see you soon, hopefully*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
One of the soldiers point in her direction as they start to move her way.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*The girl that stole a purse last night is watching in the shadows*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
There is the sound of blaster fire as they kill a crocodile, still walking
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
the girl watches them closely looking for patterns in their movements
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
She looks around for a moment, before pointing back at them curiously
the girl crouches down
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
They dont seem to notice her, almost like they were choosing a direction
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They seem to stick close together
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
the girl watches and waits
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
One of the troopers notices her and starts to walk towards her. His other troopers follow
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She just stands there, watching as she talks to her jellyfish
The girl vanishes down a nearby alley
*stealth 27*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*my stealth check should be 28. if it is showing something else ignore it*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
One of the Death Troopers notice her and start to walk towards her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Flower, they are in a swamp*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.