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Julius
Rolling his eyes at the needlessly verbose ego masturbating, Julius sighed immediately over it now that the fish wasn't in danger. "Fine whatever you win-". He moved like a wraith to the eyes of most, and the weight his shadow bore seemed to choke the light with every step it made. To...
Julius
Uncocking his gun, Julius spun the hand cannon and put it back in his back holster, flipping his shirt above the holster. He had had enough of the smugness. Overreaction? He kicked Jerry's bowl into the air, before catching, slight water spilling toward Anzhu. His gaze hunted towards...
Julius
Flashing an air of brevity, he returned his gaze to the detective,
"You've no idea Lex, shame it can't be back in the Fatherland." Watching with disgust, Julius observed as Albion let those "things" feel him up. He did have both surprise and intrigue at the clanging of the ring as it...
Julius
The sound of sirens tinged in his ears as the cops raced to another crime. Julius slung his duffel bag over to his other shoulder and backpacked it. "Let's put this bluntly: I respect what you've done Albion, and I'm no fool to just rush you here without a plan. Your no fool to want to...
Julius
Amidst the social droop he had just made, Julius lightly fiddled some fish flakes into Jerry's bowl. There was an odd, yet mysteriously warm air. The mix of Lex's comforting, paragon aura and Albion's fantastical one made the room feel fantastical, almost to a degree of being a child...
Aftermath
Huddling onto the comparatively shit compensation, Julius braced for impact. After a few minutes he could feel himself tumbling and going towards the wall as the building itself flipped over. The window spot had proved to not be shabby of a spot, as just before the impact, he mustered...
Julius
ACK!
Julius was taken aback. Both from the fact this man was still kicking, and the ice-cold blade shoved halfway through his gut. He could feel both the bladed, jagged, borderline serrated edges tear through him, compounded with the subzero temperature this thing was packing. Even for...
Julius
Julius perceived all the counter measures as if it was a frame-by-frame replay. Clearly Aidan didn't get the gist of what he was dealing with. There was no lack of options Julius had in the toolbox for this moment, but the problem lay in the fact the client wanted the body. Why? It's...
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Julius
Julius swiveled his gaze around. "Aidan" had brought them into sections upon sections of white sheeted dinner tables. The tables were arranged in groups akin to that of the 5 side of a dice. A 200x200 foot room, Julius lowered his gun to his waste, smoke still sifting out of the barrel...
Julius
Ignoring the squabble that the boss guy ached in his ear, Julius felt the duality of comfort upon seeing 2 of his co-workers and the distaste for a pompous bitch messing with his plan. Indeed, he could read the lowly neanderthal thoughts of Angelica's face, it wasn't hard to see what this...
Julius
Julius was completely flabbergasted at what his eyes were laid witness to. He half considered pulling his gun and pumping a few into Zack for the pompously flamboyant scene he was being presented, let alone Zack sending his expectations into the shitter. Eyeing up the now "rescued"...
Julius
Julius brushed Zack's comment off. He didn't look down on Zack's weird little crush, a long time ago he fancied a woman under the Union Jack flag, often sneaking out under night to see each other and whisper merry poems. That was long ago however, Julius was by no means a ladies' man...
Julius
"What are y-" and suddenly, darkness. He had worked at Tecnet for over 6 years. Today marked the 6th anniversary. His name was Steven Garcia, he married his college sweetheart, and liked the ham and provolone from down the road. He was born into a low-level mage family, and his magic...
Yes, the plan is to get everyone in and then start. Me and Calamity and monolrgion have rped for years on different sites lol and its hard to get an original idea running lol
No one will be left behind though