Recent content by trainfullachickens14

Alright, so this chicken has been doing this occasionally for the past two years and I have no clue what is up with her. Anybody got a clue? Sometimes she'll get herself stuck like this just by looking too far up, and sometimes she won't.

(Just to let everyone still interested in this RP know, I'm re-booting this thread on a new website. A lot of people on BYC are doing the same kind of things with their RP's as well. Here's the link for this RP's page on the new site --->...

"Sure, go ahead," Dirk replied.

(I think most of them don't know for certain exactly what creatures their traits are from, but I think most of them have a general idea.)

"Umm... looks like a early 2000s or so GMC; its over here behind the Ammu-Nation."

(No, she has not sent me anything yet.... :pop ) Dirk's face went red again as he heard Kat reply to what he had assumed were silent thoughts. He took a look out the back of the store and found a small cargo van parked behind the building. He tried opening the door and luckily it was...

(Just an FYI, on the east coast where I live its 12:20 AM right now, so that's why I'm not generally on at these times) Dirk bashfully went into theback of the store and began loading up with any good weapons he could find, as well as ammunition and Quik-Lok gun mods. He thought "how do I keep...

"Sorry, I'm still a little jumpy from the attack." Dirk said, blushing a bit. He held one hand to his ear for a moment, saying "Is it just me, or was that yelp stupidly loud?" (How come you seem to always get stuck alone with a bunch of girls, Dirk? We both know that situation and you really...

Dirk walked in the store behind Kat and Jenna and, upon seeing Miki there, raised the Carbine rifle to his shoulder and aimed it at her. He didn't put his finger on the trigger just yet, but he kept himself ready to do it.

(Dirk kinda left and went out with a scavenging party, sooo... Sorry I haven't been on much, but I think I'm free for now)

"I think there's a gun shop or police station or something just down the road, we'll need the weapons and ammo if we're going to be hunting or fending off those things with any success. I'm going to go look for anything that could yield an arsenal, any volunteers?" Dirk said as he switched the...

(I'm confused, how are they already in one of the towns when the closest (and smallest) one is about a 3-4 mile drive/walk from the school?)

"Cool," he said, adjusting the way he was carrying the big M1. "Where are you guys headed to; Bar Harbor, Mt. Desert, Southwest Harbor or Tremont?" (The store? How would they already be in one of the towns? Its a pretty big island, if you look at the front page maps.)

Dirk noticed that there was a group of students leaving the school and, going against better judgement, hustled to catch up with them. "Hey, you guys headed to one of the towns for supplies?" he asked.

Dirk looked up and saw them coming up to him, then groaned inwardly at the near-certain embarasment that he was sure was fast approaching. "Hey there, I uhh... don't think I've seen you around here before. I'm Dirk..." He winced as his shoulder pain flared again. (Everyone seems to have...