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| TheTraveler | Sunday, 21. February 2016, 19:48 Post #1 |
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| TheTraveler | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 18:44 Post #391 |
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ALL (Upon request of a majority of players, it's time to break the space time continuum) After a long and eventful night of completely ridiculous and insane things happening, you all finally have the opportunity to rest up for your first venture out into the unknown lands beyond the gate. Though, you aren't exactly given a full rest. At the crack of dawn, Leofric parts the opening to the tent and claps his metallic hands together, making an irritating clanging noise. "Rise and shine! The morning sun is over the horizon! Your captain has requested that I get you out of bed, so get your equipment together and get outside! He wishes to 'brief' you on your duties, whatever that may mean." he says, continuing to clap his hands together. One of Jakob's assistants knocks on the door on the back of his van, calling out with his muffled voice. "The military is going to get moving soon! You might as well get up too!" he yells, before returning to his loitering around the camp. If that wasn't enough, Laquan bursts back through the gate, back in action as he blasts his horrible music from his limo's speakers. |
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| shibewrath | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 18:49 Post #392 |
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"Oh, fuck." Cali whispers, hauling herself out of her cot. "You heard the intelligent mass of metal, move it, kids!" She grabs her gear, making sure everything was still in order, and makes her way to Bliss' tent for the briefing. |
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| Big King | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:05 Post #393 |
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(reposting for inconvenience) I sit up from the hospital bed, my new robotic arms now fully attached. "I'm cocked, locked, and ready to rock!" I scream, jumping out of the bed. I rush out of the hospital to a waiting Stretch Hummer (The Pleasure Palace Mk. II). Once it delivers me to my mansion I go straigh to the wardrobe/armory, ordering my manservants to bring me the absolute best. "I want a leather vest, a silk button-up vest, specifically the shoe part of the Laqaun-Tech Jet Shoes, neon green spandex pants, an M16, a Glock-40, and tons of ammo!" Once these items are delivered to me, I walk into my large garage of cars and pick out a Jeep Wrangler. "Mount two large machine guns to that car and hire me a poacher from Africa. We're going to go on a hunt!" The poacher if overnighted to my mansion right as the guns are finished being installed. I quickly explain to him that we are going hunting in a faraway place, then shove him into the wrangler and drive towards the gate. I show the guards at the front my ID. "Prawn Laqaun, rich man. I've already been over there and paid for my access." I quickly drive through the gate, blasting music over the subwoofer mounted in the wrangler. I stand up in the drivers seat as the wrangler re-enters the camp, screaming. "You can't hold back this tidal wave of man meat! I'm back baby!" The song playing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HNSss9Mle3s The poacher: https://www.thestar.com/content/dam/thestar/news/world/2014/01/23/hightech_drones_tougher_laws_better_training_boost_africas_fight_against_elephant_rhino_poachers/african_poaching.jpg The wrangler: http://www.armyrecognition.com/images/stories/europe/united_kingdom/exhibition/dsei_2009/pictures/Jeep_J8_LPV_light_patrol_vehicle_long_chassis_DSEI_2009_International_Defense_Exhibition_002.jpg Edited by Big King, Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:09.
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| Neuroviper | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:06 Post #394 |
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Jakob groans rubbing his bloodshot , baggy eyes. Who in the name of god was punching his walls at this hour? He hears a voice he recognised as belonging to one of his team members, Dr. Patrick Gerold the Icthyologist, he was certain. He gets off his compact bed, reaching for his laptop, still turned on from last night's report making. He makes a quick note to get himself a new Icthyologust and to fire Patrick after having breakfast. Who the hell did he think he was, waking him up at 7 am? He doesn't bother to reply to the soon-to-be unemployed doctor, lazily putting his mask, gloves and shoes on, leaving his tie and jacket off, not like he'd be appearing infront of any executives today anyhow. He steps out of the van glaring at Dr. Gerold through his tinted lenses, proceeding to the mobile laboratory where he'd treat himself to copious amounts of oversugarated instant coffee and chocolate breakfast bars. Edited by Neuroviper, Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:44.
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| Willard | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:18 Post #395 |
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Matt is launched out of the Laquan Tech Pleasure Palace™ colliding with the snow covered ground. He struggles against his restraints and frees himself, running to catch up to his employer |
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| TheTraveler | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:29 Post #396 |
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LAQUAN and MATT The soldiers look on in disgust and disappointment as Laquan returns through the gate, startled as Matt is launched at high velocity from the Pleasure Palace Mk. II. "Great, he's back. Fantastic." Laquan and Matt see the living suit of armor Leofric, and squad leader Cali heading towards the commanding officer's tent. CALI Outside, you see several tanks and large trucks moving to line up in the valley as Leofric looks on with curiosity, but holds off his questions for later. "I will await your return outside." he says, standing outside of Bliss' tent. You both step into the rather roomy tent, as Bliss acknowledges Cali with a nod. He crosses his arms and glances at the entrance. "Well, since you're here Staff Sergeant Bhatnagar, I'll expect you to relay this to your squadmates. The convoy is moving out in thirty minutes. Since you've barely gotten any sleep, I'm giving you an opportunity to head back through the gate and grab something to eat. It's not like we're overseas, after all. Central park is right through that gate. Unless you'd like to just get your asses moving now, that is." JAKOB On your way to the mobile lab, you see several tanks and large trucks move to line up into a convoy. You should probably join them soon, but right now, you needed some damn coffee. You brew yourself a shit ton of coffee and grab a bunch of snacks from your supply. Best to save some, though. Edited by TheTraveler, Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 20:20.
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| shibewrath | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:37 Post #397 |
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"As much as I'd love a hot meal right now, we should keep moving. We can take food with us." she nods. "What's the task for today?" |
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| Big King | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:48 Post #398 |
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I turn to the poacher, whispering. "Don't shoot him, he's my engineer." My robotic arms move to a welcoming pose. "Matt! Buddy! Long time no see! I think we need to make some changes to the jet shoes my friend, as you can see, they have violently removed my arms! Ha ha!" I point at the seat next to me in the Wrangler. "Hop in! Have you met my newest employee? His name is Cayman, and he kills for sport! But you know what I always say! I'm from Las Vegas, and I say: kill 'em all." The poacher waves, frowning at Matt. Edited by Big King, Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:50.
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| Willard | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 19:59 Post #399 |
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Matt clambers into the back of the car. "Didn't I tell you that the Laquan Tech Jet Shoes™ was still undergoing testing and was unsafe and untested in the field?" |
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| Big King | Wednesday, 3. August 2016, 20:03 Post #400 |
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My metal arms shrug, and I lower my sunglasses. "I needed to put on a big show! I've got to show these lowlifes that Team Laqaun™ is better!" I drive the wrangler over to where Leofric is standing, and stand up so that he can see me. "HEY! Check this out armor boy! Metal Arms! I'm closer to being you every day! Ha ha!" Cayman passively checks how many rounds he has in his hunting rifle. |
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