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I don't really like doing this, but uh... Bump?

Hello, I'd be down for the Akira/Ann plot or a Royalty/Baker plot, mxf. You can pm me here or at ramenboi#0164

Hello there. I don't actually post my own ideas a ton, but I've been tinkering with an idea for a time, so here goes everything. So, general rules. I don't do smut, please reply at least once a day and I'll do my best to return the favor, and have a good grasp of the English language and...

A new wave of water folded in as Michael rose, spitting muddy water. He ignored Keirra's hand, instead scanning their surroundings. "Leave me alone, I'm perfectly capable of standing on my own two feet." The house was very average, very middle class. He stood up fully, wading into what seemed to...

"Oh, you can it, Keirra." Michael retorted, banging a few more times just to spite her. Of course, she didn't seem to like his alternate idea, either. Not now, not ever, huh? Excuse him for being a incorrigible cynic, but he didn't have any doubt he'd be discarded like a spent can of soda when...

Michael banged on the front door. At Keirra's request, they had stopped, and he'd picked a house at random. Which front door, or more importantly, whose, wasn't really on his mind then. There was a red mailbox in front, and while he felt like that was some kind of omen, he was more worried about...

Michael kept his mouth tightly shut as he waded down the street, noting the sinking sun. He'd wasted a lot of time up salvaging, and he'd only been out for a few hours. It was time to consider that he wouldn't find people out here. He'd have to double back, maybe. A dozen contingencies popped up...

Michael resurfaced with another massive splash, shoving the corpse as hard as he could away from him and spitting like an angry alley cat. It spun away, bobbing aimlessly. Thankfully, though, it was facing away from him. He didn't want to identify the poor sap anyway. Too thin to be Dad, and he...

The sky proved to be... boring. Very much so. Once he had finally succeeded in putting the worst case scenario out of his head, he realized it was much like any time his dad was gone, except the ground was murky water he'd rather not touch. Once the sense of imminent doom was removed, it felt...

Michael spent a lot of time, perhaps too much time, shifting everything up high above the flood line. His books had survived because they were upstairs, but his gaming systems were dangerously close. So he waded through, trying not to think about whatever else might be in the water. His phone...

@LittleAndClumsy Michael hated Florida. Mosquito hell in summer, sinkholes, roaches – he could go on for days, listing everything he hated in Miami and missed from Seattle. Oh, and apparently the fact that a category-5 hurricane can tear a hole through your city. But his dad was here, so he...

Lucian smiled slightly. "Think of it as a small boost." he said, checking the communal chest. He rested his Chikage inside, and removed two items - a Blade of Mercy and two Old Hunter Bones. He passed one to her.  "You may have to invest a few more Blood Echoes into studying Arcana, but that...

Lucian opened the sawblade with a flick of the wrist, setting it lightly down on the surface of the worktable. Even the light run through Central Yharnam had left it seeming a little dull, but a small infusion of Echoes quickly ended that problem. He held the crystal to the blade, concentrating...

(@Osthavula That moment when you realize... it was actually your turn to post. Welp, if you're still around, things are going to get bad for Lucian's mental state. Enjoy.) - Lucian nodded, passing by her into the workshop. In all honesty,  he hadn't found much reason to be here - he had...

oh. >>joke>> ---me---- rip

(hell if i know, got nothing to rp now.)

(boi. i'm a black Muslim. why the hell would i vote for... that guy?)

(IT'LL BE THE BEST WALL.) (Mind if Nim tries to rescue ya?)

Nim brushed a hand against the wall, feeling a shiver of... something? Something was in the wall, or at least was. He left the alley, checking the building the wall helped comprise. A bookstore. He went back to the alleyway. It was still a wall. Why was he here again? Luc? But he could be...

Nim was looking around town for Lucas. Somewhere along the way he'd wandered off, but the kid was walking emo incarnate - he shouldn't be too hard to miss. A flash of movement caught his eye from an alleyway.  "Oh, yeah, definitely, Nim, wander right on into the dark alleyway..." he muttered...