Uptown Bloods [5's poppin 6s droppin]

[Teh Epitome]

As she approached a few of the youngins standing out front of the store, exchanged looks, suddenly captivated by the half naked woman walking down the street. While their eyes followed her and thoughts wandered to more interesting circumstances, they noted with a bit of disappointment that she began tagging the sidewalk. They were both impressed and rather taken aback, the eldest of them stepped forward. He wore nice jeans, a white t-shirt and a crimson bandana tied on both his forehead underneath a astro fitted, and one on his right wrist. Though he wasnt reaching for anything, he would inquire, "what'chu doin girl?"

[Brb, i need ports.]

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

"God is a D.J. Life is a Dance floor. . ."

She was just getting up and setting the backpack on her right shoulder to walk away with it.
She arose slowly, leaning her upper body forward to get good leverage on the bag until she
got it comfortably rested, so that the bottom of the bag would rest on the small of her back,
just above her bikini bottom line.

"To be perfectly honest. . . hell if I know, trying to be artistic or whatever term of self-actualization
that you want to employ right here. Probably just wasting paint. . ."

She looked up to him, and didn't take in a whole lot of information about who he was or
what he was wearing.

"Hey, you know what? By any chance, if you could be oh so very kind, is it possible you could point me to 121-10 Westminister?"

". . . Turn up the music, it's what we live for."

[Tacitus]

((Psst, you forget teh rules. XP))

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

Tacitus

((Psst, you forget teh rules. XP))

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HOLY SHYT GPD!!!
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[Teh Epitome]

This place isnt open yet, she posted here and so I humored her out of sheer boredom. However its my counter part I'm waiting on the posts from and since its my thread I figured if anyone could rp here it'd be me.

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

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Since the location is Durem. . . I'll be a regular anyway.

Are the crips in Durem too?
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[Teh Epitome]

The teenager smirked, stepping forward, "I could, but first your gonna have to tell me wut'chu doin around here." Shortly after these words a pair of teenage african american boys would exit the store now joining the first. The clothing was relatively similiar, one wore a tan dickie suit, a red bandana covering his face so that only his eyes and the top of his head could be seen. The other wore tan dickie pants, a white tee shirt, and butter tims, a red bandana also on his right wrist. His tattoos were the most visible in comparison to the others, a pair of tear drops under his right eye, along with AK on the inside of his forearm, graffiti writing on the outside. Neither spoke the only watched curiously at the event unfolding, exchanging glances again at the sight of the rather attractive half naked female.

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

"It's a fine day. People at the window. . ."

The said half dressed girl watched the additional two guys come out of the store.
It hit her that they were gang members when she saw the flags. After spotting
the teardrops tattooed under on of their eyes, she said something under her breath. . .
"oh, shyt."

After a short second of thought, she finally answered.

"You're the new guys. . . not me. . . I've been here since birth, cutie.
I live three blocks away, around the corner."

". . . They'll leave their houses, Just for a short while."

[Teh Epitome]

The one in the front snickered stepping a bit closer to her, "then why are you asking us directions?" He said it sarcasticly though his voice lingered a moment in the air, his gaze noticably traveling up and down her body a few more times. The others now stepped up on either side of him, seeming as though they no longer wanted to spectate and now had their own motives on the situation. The bandana'd face spoke first, his voice somewhat rapsy, slightly slower than the pace of normal conversation, "if you been here dat long you should know betta than to walk around lookin all vulnerable." Cherry eyes, and a far too laid back demeanor gave him away as being quite high, is face had a sneer on it though this was invisible due to the bandana. The third remained silent.

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

"I am you know who. I got the you know what. . ."

She held her bag firm with her right hand, as it hung from her right shoulder,
as she pointed her left pointer finger through them.

"Well there's my cousin now, anyway. . . Hey! Randle!! Over here, dude!!"

When they would all turn to look at a hoax, the closest one to her would get hit
with her book-bag full of spray paint cans so hard that the zipper would bust and
the cans would fall out everywhere onto the sidewalk.

Then she would quickly kneel down to pick up a random spray can, and start spraying
faces.

"It's go time, b***h!! Moo-hoo-hoo-hooo-hoooo. . .!"

". . . Stick it you know where. You know why. You don't care."

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

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It's odd. . . because I find myself using real life and practical tactics
when I role-play a character without any powers. Lol.
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[Teh Epitome]

The closest one to her was the one directly in front of her, definetly not having expected this he simply through his hands upwards to guard his face. The bags suddenly hit him in this loose guard and he would step backwards a few steps. The tear drop one however would react from here, his unnecessarily hood instinct had told him to at least kidnap her from the beginning, simply because of where she was and her obvious clueness to who they were. He'd been listening to Mack speak of expansion far too much during that last cypher. As she went down to grab one of the cans he'd step forward and grab her in a hug like grab, his arms ensnaring hers, and he'd attempt to lock his hands. If this was successful he'd throw her to the ground, the last to react was the bandana faced high one. His first instinct was "******** this b***h" immediately after saying this he'd draw a 45 from his belt just beneath his tan dickie and point it at the two of them. Not meaning to fire but after discerning what happened between tear drop and this chick he'd make his move.

{You should, this is a human rp, all 100% realistic.]

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

"Babble, babble, b***h- b***h. Rebel-rebel, party, party. Sex, sex, sex, and don't forget the violence. . ."

The girl not yet known as Roz was grabbed by the thug with the teardrops under his eye.
She raised her knee forcefully with the intent to get him in between the legs, before she
was thrown to the ground without question. When she was, her tailbone hit a spray paint
can, and she held her butt for a moment, before grabbing the can, getting ready to use
it as a weapon, before the gun was pulled out on her, and she stopped.

And there she was raising her hands to drop the cans of paint she had, sitting on her
bottom, her legs gently bent so that her feet were flat on the floor, and her knees
were in the air, off the ground.

"That's a gun!"

It was funny how she said something so obvious, as if confirming it to anyone who wasn't supposed to be sure about what it was that he was holding.
like no one had any idea what it was. . .

". . . Blah, blah, blah. Get your lovie-dovie-sad and lonely, put your stupid slogan on it, everybody sing along!"

[Roslyn Esmeralda Sade]

Teh Epitome

{You should, this is a human rp, all 100% realistic.]

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I'm glad I made this character then.
Because before her. . . all my character were enhanced somehow.
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[Teh Epitome]

Bandana face noted the shift in the situation and advanced towards her, "you crazy b***h", though before he could get words out the one in the front had recovered. He stepped in front of bandana face and spoke once more, "the ******** is yo problem b***h, I'm talkn to you and you attack me? Get the ******** up" the last bit was a command reaching down he'd take hold of her wrist and attempt to yank her to her feet, with the pistol still trained he doubted she'd still be in a fighting mood. "Get the ******** in the store" he snapped, tear drop opened the door to the store, and they expected her to step inside.