Anybody Up For A Roleplay?
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Thread Topic: Anybody Up For A Roleplay?
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Freckle paced back and forth nervously. She didn't like doing nothing. She decided to help cover the ship. She pulled out her gun, aimed it some strange lizard things and fired, ducking from their bullets and firing again.
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Fishbert Grabbed The Gun And Then Looked At The Other Lizard. “That Was A Real D*** Move You Know That?” Fishbert Told The Lizard As He Shot Him In The Head. “Can't Even Let Me Mourn In Peace, I Remember When Pirates Had Morals!” Fishbert Claimed. “Pirates... Hav... Haven't H... H... Had A... C... Code. Over... 70... Years.” The Lizard Struggled To Say. “Really? Damn, I'm Old...” Fishbert Replied As He Shot The Lizard Once More, Finally Killing It. “Hey R.A.C, Activate The Guns And Start Murdering People.” Fishbert Ordered. “On It Sir!” R.A.C Claimed. Soon Enough Guns On Either Side Of The Ship Lowered Towards The Ground And Started Murdering All The Lizard People There. Reptilian Parts Splattered On The Ground, Bodies Flying In The Air, It Was Truly A Sight To Behold.
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(This Was Moved To The Second Page. Let Me Bump It Back Up So It's Easier To Find.)
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John stayed in the floor, taking in the damage to his leg. He would need some new circuits, and maybe a white panel to cover the hole the bullet made. He sighed and stood up, limping.
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Graithyr turned around as she heard the girl shooting. She couldn't worry about that know. She only hoped the girl could take care of herself. She turned back to the control panel, and fired once more at the command ship. It didn't do as much as the first two blasts. Maybe she had to switch to a different gun. She did that, and fired. It blew up about an eighth of the ship.
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Freckle felt a bullet graze her arm and gritted her teeth, feeling her own blood trickle down her arm. She shot the lizard responsible and rolled on the ground, ducking a new shower of bullets.
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Fishbert Still Sat Their Pouting While Lizard People Blew Up And The Robot Limped Around. As He Was Spinning Around In His Chair He Noticed A Tattoo On The Dead Lizard Man's Neck. “Wait A Minute...” Fishbert Said As He Ran Over To The Dead Lizard And Got A Closer Look At The Tattoo. “Robot! Robot Get Over Here Quickly!” Fishbert Commanded. “I'm Right Here Sir.” R.A.C Informed. “No Not You! The Crippled One!” Fishbert Replied.
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John heard Fishbert yelling for him to come over to where he was. He limped his direction. His leg would have to be fixed soon. Hopefully, they would all be on a ship and headed away momentarily. "Yes?" he said, questioning Fishbert. Obviously, he hadn't caught on to an important detail by the way Fishbert stared at him.
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Graithyr stopped worrying about the command ship, and more about the fact that her ship was being invaded. She grabbed her staff, and started using the gun part of it to shoot the lizard-like aliens,
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(I'm honestly starting to get bored with this rp.)
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(Do You Want A Lizard Thing To Kill Your Character Off?) -
(Yes please. Thank you.)
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(Ok, Lizard Man Will Kill You On My Turn To Post.)
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Freckle felt her arm go limp and lifeless. She swore and fell back, clambering into her ship and wrapping her arm.
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“This Marking Robot! Look At It!” Fishbert Commanded. The Marking Was Of A Red Fruit, Similar To What Earthlings Call An Apple, However It Was Just Called Red Fruit To Space Folk. “A Red Apple Logo! This Means These People Work For Those b------s At The Red Fruit Corporation!” Fishbert Informed. “Hey RAC! Stop Killing Them All! I'm Going To Do It Myself! Get A Gun Robot, Your Going To Help Too!” Fishbert Demanded.
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