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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 5:57 am
Brisbane gives a not and waves his tail.
"An' what would ya do if Olber gets killed, mate?"
The young gunner gives a grin and motions Zing to come over to him.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 6:50 pm
Xig wlks over to Olber and crouchesdown, "What is it?"
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 3:36 pm
"I would tear this world down by it's ears and then move on to the next one." Belante says pointing towards the nearest alley. "He's either in there or the next one over." he whispers
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 5:24 am
Brisbane's tail wagged slowly as he looked around. His ears perked up hearing a voice.
"Is that him?"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 6:58 pm
"Nope, that's two lovebirds quarrelling." Belante says hearing the voice. "His voice puts more of a chill down the spine."
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 8:04 pm
Xig taps Olber on the sholder, "Oi, buddy you're loosing me."
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 12:46 pm
OOC: Where's the girl I was Rp'ing with? Did she leave the guild?
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 7:56 pm
(( No their comp broke down, I was supposed to tell you... but i forgot sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 7:54 pm
OOC: I'm back.
"Sorry!" Olber yelled, trying to look innocent.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 9:07 pm
"No problem" nods Xig acceptingly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 2:50 pm
((OOC: I think I just killed every with that last comment))
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 5:38 am
OOC: I just been.. busy and tired.
Olber then got on ig's back.
"Tally ho!" He yelled.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 3:34 pm
"You'd think a famous chroma would get a little more respect than this, but oh well... CHARGE!" shouts Xig running out of the building. "So *pant* where too?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 4:04 pm
"Princeton."
"Yes sir?"
"Where are we?"
"I'm afraid I don't know sir."
A belt wrapped fist suddenly slammed down upon the Prinny's head, knocking his glasses askew. The fist remained in the air, no longer hidden under the large cloak, quivering where it stood erect, its owner glowering at the surrounding town.
"Damnit Vyers!" He grumbled. "Sending us out with a scribble for a map, an instruction of go there...and all for some SEEDS!" The last word came out in a yell, and he proceeded to grab the small Prinny by his side and shake him violently, a strange garbeling sound emitting from the Penguineseque being as it was shaken backwards and forwards, before being slammed into the ground and stomped upon once, Beelze letting out a deep sigh as he resumed his normal lazy appearence.
"Guess we better find someone to ask."
"Yes Sir." Princeton drawled, a groan following after as Beelze proceeded to push down on his back and just walk over him.
"Oi, Princeton, hurry up."
"Yes Sir."
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 8:28 pm
*Scouting form a tall tree, pulls out a scope* ((no its just the scope of a sinper riffle))
Well this scouting mission turned a little more intersting.
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