《Human After All》A Role Play

[Garjzla]

Cool character @Garjzla !

(I'll start playing Charlie Hunter now, @QuackSpeak .)

Charlie was wandering the streets of a small town with his nose stuck in a history book. He already knew pretty much all there was to know about history, but he knew forgetting it was possible, so studying frequently was never a bad idea.
As Charlie continued to read, lacking the skill of paying attention to where he was going, he bumped into a gruff-looking man who didn't take it too kindly.
"Hey, what'd you think you're doing? Watch where you're going." He said in a highly annoyed tone.
Charlie, being kind of a push-over, closed his book and replied with a simple "Sorry, sir.", avoiding eye contact. The man scoffed in annoyance and walked away.
Shrugging off the encounter, Charlie continued on his way to wherever the heck walking in a random direction would take him.

 

[Run Wild]

As Aya neared the perimeter of the forest, she heard a quiet noise in the trees and, with the help of the bright light from the full moon, could tell that little shards of something was falling from one of them.
Assuming it was some kind of animal, she tried to find whatever was hiding in the tree tops, but as she focused on a dark figure she noticed that it closely resembled the figure of a person. Which was perfectly fine, but she still wanted to know whether she was alone or not because it seemed uncomfortable not to.
"Uh...Sir?" Aya called, assuming that the person was a man.

(Just to let you know, he is in human form.)
With a sigh Devine slipped off the limb, landing effortlessly on his feet. Standing a head above Aya, he looked down into her eyes and glared through the darkness; angry that his silence had been broken. "What?" He growled with little self-control.

 

[Garjzla]

(Just to let you know, he is in human form.)
With a sigh Devine slipped off the limb, landing effortlessly on his feet. Standing a head above Aya, he looked down into her eyes and glared through the darkness; angry that his silence had been broken. "What?" He growled with little self-control.

Aya took a politely subtle step back, seeing that this man seemed far less than tolerant of being talked to.
"Sorry, I just couldn't really tell if there was an animal in the trees or a person, since it's dark. And it's better to be safe than sorry." She replied reasonably. "So, sorry for interrupting you in...Whatever you were doing."

 

[Run Wild]

(Silkie, since Gars on can we play out Artemis 'execution'?)

 

[Skoytl]

Brooklyn kept silent for the remaining of the ride. She stepped of the vehicle with a cringe, before turning in a slow circle to take in the scenery

Simeon opened the door and immediately went to the guest room to prepare her room. He got new sheets, new pillows, all that was needed. He felt bad for almost killing her, and also wanted to make an alright impression. He found her quite attractive.

 

[QuackSpeak]

(I'll start playing Charlie Hunter now, @QuackSpeak .)

Charlie was wandering the streets of a small town with his nose stuck in a history book. He already knew pretty much all there was to know about history, but he knew forgetting it was possible, so studying frequently was never a bad idea.
As Charlie continued to read, lacking the skill of paying attention to where he was going, he bumped into a gruff-looking man who didn't take it too kindly.
"Hey, what'd you think you're doing? Watch where you're going." He said in a highly annoyed tone.
Charlie, being kind of a push-over, closed his book and replied with a simple "Sorry, sir.", avoiding eye contact. The man scoffed in annoyance and walked away.
Shrugging off the encounter, Charlie continued on his way to wherever the heck walking in a random direction would take him.

Trixie ran through the streets of the town, never stopping or slowing. "Not for anything," she said aloud, fingering the gold pendant that swung about her neck. A habit, nothing more. And when Trixie finally slowed to a walk, her breath was ragged and her sides were heaving. Her eyes roamed up and down the street, alight with playful laughter. This should be fun, she thought. She considered her options. A young woman, much like herself, who was walking briskly with a set mouth, hand at her pocket. where a knife resided. An elderly man, with a mean spark in his eyes and a cane in his hand. Or...A young man, his eyes glued to the pages of a book.
Trixie looked at the book, then at the man. Originally, she was going to steal. What, she didn't know, but there was always something. A wallet, a ring. I'd give it back, Trixie thought quickly. Of course she would, because she had no real use for the theft she used to commit as a child. Being a Contender didn't pay much, but it was enough. (Fact Check. I don't know if this is true. Do Contenders get paid anything? If so, I'll change that sentence) Stealing was a game now, a game where she always gave things back. But...
Trixie adjusted her stride, so that she was walking side by side with the man. "Hi," she said curtly, cautiously. "I'm...I'm Taylor," she said. "Can I see your book?"

 

[Skoytl]

(Made a new RP. Could you guys check it out?)

 

[Run Wild]

Aya took a politely subtle step back, seeing that this man seemed far less than tolerant of being talked to.
"Sorry, I just couldn't really tell if there was an animal in the trees or a person, since it's dark. And it's better to be safe than sorry." She replied reasonably. "So, sorry for interrupting you in...Whatever you were doing."

"Wait." The single word was spoken with such authority that it couldn't be overlooked. "Do you know anything about the C.M.I.? I seek one of their agents." He inquired, stepping closer as he study her expression. He would know if she lied.

 

[silkiecuddles]

(Silkie, since Gars on can we play out Artemis 'execution'?)

(They haven't even found out the false info yet I'm just going to follow Gar's lead Jaxson and Vanessa aren't doing anything right now)

 

[Garjzla]

Trixie ran through the streets of the town, never stopping or slowing. "Not for anything," she said aloud, fingering the gold pendant that swung about her neck. A habit, nothing more. And when Trixie finally slowed to a walk, her breath was ragged and her sides were heaving. Her eyes roamed up and down the street, alight with playful laughter. This should be fun, she thought. She considered her options. A young woman, much like herself, who was walking briskly with a set mouth, hand at her pocket. where a knife resided. An elderly man, with a mean spark in his eyes and a cane in his hand. Or...A young man, his eyes glued to the pages of a book.
Trixie looked at the book, then at the man. Originally, she was going to steal. What, she didn't know, but there was always something. A wallet, a ring. I'd give it back, Trixie thought quickly. Of course she would, because she had no real use for the theft she used to commit as a child. Being a Contender didn't pay much, but it was enough. (Fact Check. I don't know if this is true. Do Contenders get paid anything? If so, I'll change that sentence) Stealing was a game now, a game where she always gave things back. But...
Trixie adjusted her stride, so that she was walking side by side with the man. "Hi," she said curtly, cautiously. "I'm...I'm Taylor," she said. "Can I see your book?"

(I'd think Contenders would get paid, if they were assigned with a job.)

Charlie hadn't noticed the woman walking beside him for a few moments, but when he heard someone's voice he looked at the source.
"Oh...Hello." He greeted in an awkward tone. He then looked to his book when she asked to see it.
"Well, sure, I suppose." Charlie finally answered. "It's about the history of China. It's bookmarked on page 198, and it talks about the Terracotta Army. I've seen it before, it's brilliant. Emperor Qin Shi Huang had ordered the army to be made." He told her rather quickly. The opportunity to talk about history always brought out the more talkative side in him.