Game Changer

[MenaAthena]

Wilson takes another look around camp and frowns slightly. He takes out a pile of papyrus and begins writing on them, pausing every now and then to think.

[Quiet]

Unable to see what Wilson is really doing, Oxryklne falls asleep.

[Dara999]

{Now we wait for the others to catch up. :3}

[MenaAthena]

(The problem is, I think Percy might be a little too busy drawing for a dare to rp for a while...}

[Percival]

(Done!)

 

A string of piano wire, too thin to be seen in a haste, caused a deep nick in Wulfric's shoulder, the wire coming off of his skin with a twang. The sudden noise woke Meredith, who previously nodded off, and she slowly sat up, her artificial hair covering her eyes and her vision a bit blurry from sleep.

 

". . .whosssuthuh?"

 

Slowly, her speed impeded by sleep, she reached for a yellow wire that hung next to her.

[wxps350]

Wulfric yelped in response, startling Wakana, who drew his Tomahawk from Wulfric's sidebag and looking to the left and right,

before looking at the source of the strange sound.

[MenaAthena]

(Percy.)

[Percival]

(I have so many roleplays it's hard managing them all.

 

Also, Mena, five more endings for Revelations of the Madman.)

 

The yellow string Meredith was holding gave a large snap as she pulled quickly on it, while simultaneously, but sleepily, covering her mouth and nose with some sort of cloth she has picked up from the many pieces of fabric scattered on the ground. Several more glass jars fell, this time reaching their target instead of getting caught in the branches. One of the jars already shattered nearby, hitting a piano wire instead of the ground, and a fine spray of what one assumes to be mist burst from the glass. That can't be endearing.

[MenaAthena]

sudenlee ah hoerd ov spukee skury sceletons coem ad chaes evry 1 untul deh diy. de end.

[Dara999]

sudenlee ah hoerd ov spukee skury sceletons coem ad chaes evry 1 untul deh diy. de end.

I flal intoe a hloe nd sterve to deth

{you don't realise how much one of my friends has wanted to type that into one of my RP's. Silly friends...}

Edited October 31, 2014 by Dara999

[wxps350]

Wakana: "Ah!"

 

Wakana raised his Tomahawk over his head, shielding himself from the falling glass.  

 

 

[Percival]

The glass bounces harmlessly off of the tomahawk, though the gas has revealed it's purpose; a part of Wakana's leaves is slowly being eaten away by the gas, too slow to be too concerning. Only a small part of the gas actually touched the group, though, and one doesn't want to find out what happens in excess.

[wxps350]

Wakana: "What is up with the Glass bottles?"

[MenaAthena]

(*poke*

Percy.

*poke*

Heeeeeeeeeeeey)

[Percival]

(I was busy gaping in awe at the new video the puzzle revealed.)

 

Meredith, who was now fully alert and awake from the slumber of sleep, quickly reached behind her head, while simultaneously covering her mouth, and grasped the zipper, pulling out her scissors. She twisted one of the blades and separated the metal, sharpening the blades against one another, then quickly, as fast as a sack of rotting meat can run, charged at the intruder, while also pulling on as many string traps as she could.

 

(Meredith is on the other side of the room in the center, if you can't tell.

 

I's good at writings.)

[MenaAthena]

(CHARLIE'SFLOWERHVHGFHGFHGFHTCMOREHGFGFBACKSTORYGHFGFFGFINCOMINGDTESAFBSOBGFFBDFHYPE)

[Halved]

(Please guys, cut this short. I, and I guess Dara too, would like to roleplay a bit.)

Edited November 1, 2014 by Halved

[Quiet]

(We all would.)

[wxps350]

Wakana turned to the sound of running, and threw his tomahawk at the approaching entity.

[Dara999]

(CHARLIE'SFLOWERHVHGFHGFHGFHTCMOREHGFGFBACKSTORYGHFGFFGFINCOMINGDTESAFBSOBGFFBDFHYPE)

{SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!}

[MenaAthena]

(*sighs*

*pokes Percy again*)

[Auth]

(For God's sake, you guys are practically avoiding each other now. Just have them accidentally look at each other, wrap it up)

Edited November 2, 2014 by weirdobob

[Percival]

(My sides are sore from your pokes, Mena.

 

I'll be honest. I have no idea how to resolve this short from me stabbing and capturing the mandrake to keep in custody.)

 

Meredith quickly held up her cloth arm and let the blade cut into her false skin, while simultaneously also trying to throw one of the scissor blades at the intruder.

 

[wxps350]

Luckily, Wakana ducked in the knick of time, only the middle head leaf getting caught. The Scissors pierced through his leaf, and kept going, carrying him along as he got pinned to the wall behind him.

 

Wakana then began flailing like a child, trying to get loose. Wulfric ran over to him.

[DwerBomb]

(Percival, don't do what you would like to do now.

I can see Wakana dieing in the following few posts, that's not good.)

(Edit: yes, I'm following this roleplay, and yes, I am back into this. But maybe I'll change my character with another one...if I find a good one.)

Edited November 2, 2014 by DwerBomb