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[RP] Galactic Underground|Night|Raining

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WhistfulSoul:
Soul

Still sitting outside, waiting for sunset, Soul could hear the ice cream parlor door open, and the white haired college man walked out. He walked to the alley between the two shops, and Soul could hear his footsteps stop about halfway. A minute later, the girl with the short red hair followed him, seeming a bit peeved. There was a bit of talking, then both went silent. "A battle, huh. Let's see what kind of fighters we've got locally."

Soul pressed a button on his Slim Model GFA-Approved Sync Band, pressed 'Spectate' on the pop-up menu, and closed his eyes. The first thing he saw was one of the old claw troopers, the regulators of Astral Battles in the past. The second entity appeared to be a sort of flying water dog. "Both very quick, and intense. I'll have to remember that if I ever face either of these two." After a minute or so, Soul could feel the presence of another spectator, but their presence faltered for a moment before restrengthening.

Yume Tsuki:
Yume Tsuki & Nilakanta

Yume turned around, about to leve the store after she had kicked the guy in the face. "Jeez, talk about anger management... Hope I never make you mad, even though... We won't make physical contact." 'That voice again?' She looked around. Saw some people who just had entered staring at her. A quick glance she could just make up bracelets. She caught more attention than she preferred and quickly left the store shoving her bracelet underneath her glove. She went around the corner and finished her ice cream. "poop..." "It's not like him knowing you have a bracelet let's him know who your astral is." Yume looked up again and around. "Still not much of a talker, eh? Oh well at least you understood me this time. I am Nilakanta, your astral." "You mean like, an avatar for the game I just joined?" "Not precisely what you can call it after the incidents. I'm just impressed you got a hold of it. Which means the battle might still be going on." "So this wasn't a joke after all..." Yume looked around aware that it might look weird for her to talk to something non-existent but nobody seemed to notice. Perhaps they thought she was talking on a hands-free phone.

The-Blades-slave:
Sub-Merged
 Sub-Merged beat her wings rapidly, ghost ice gathering at the tips of her claws as she hurtled towards the attacking enemy. She had no hope of overpowering him, there was a chink in his defense; his kick off had been slightly slanted, one arm spinning faster and stronger than the other causing a slight tilt in balance. And that was all the wolf needed. She braced herself, diving in between his arms as they rotated. The claw of his right hand torn into her side, but she had been ready, and kept diving forward, claws coming down in an 'X' across his chest.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Nexalas quickly ordered his ice cream cone, using Ashton's twenty and a coupon to get two cones. He put the change in his pocket and sat down at a table not too far off from where Efi was. He then started biting off chunks of his ice cream until he noticed a sharp pain in his head. At first, he thought he was eating too fast, but then he heard a voice as if it was right next to him, but off in a distance all at once.
W..n a.. ..u g.... to ...tl. A....n?... I.. .i.. o. ..m.
He looked around, then noticed what seemed like a crystal next to his seat. He tilted his head, and then brought out his phone to avoid looking like hes insane as he was about to do something crazy: talking to a crystal he found next to his seat.
Your coming in kinda fuzzy, try video 2.
He then heard a chuckle as a figure appeared next to him, but no one else could see it except Nexalas. He knew this as when he appeared the first time, Ashton and the others couldn't see him.
Explain why your not trying to rematch Ashton. I'm growing tired of his meaningless bragging over his lucky win and your failure.
I told you before and I'm telling you again, he wont be willing to fight. If hes not at 100% we wont prove anything, he'll probably blame it on being distracted.
You talk as if he's your friend. Have you finally come out of the closet for him?
Funny. Now go away, he needs time and I need sweets.
I can only wait for so long.
The figure then disappeared, as if he never existed. The crystal was still 'there', but at this point it has faded into a small shard. Nexalas then put away his phone and continued to eat his ice cream.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
GM POST
At the Ice Cream Parlor

The bright red and blue lights flashed through the windows of the ice cream shop as the sound of a siren suddenly grew louder. Within no time, a police car had been parked in the parlor's parking lot. The lights and sirens were shut off as two police officers could be seen climbing out of the car. One of them waited right outside of the shop's door while the other walked in, the gentle chime of the bell attached to the door almost seeming out of place at this very moment. The cop, who looked to be in his mid-twenties, scratched his thin beard before placing his hands on his thick belt. He nodded at the clerk as he began to speak,"Now, the shopkeeper here has called us, claiming that he has overheard the talk of an astral battle. Now, we're only here for everyone's safety, but before I take any action, I'm going to have to ask all of you without one of those sync bands to either leave or just wait outside the door." He then made eye contact with the clerk, who was still standing behind the counter. "That includes you as well."

"But, this is my shop," the clerk protested, "if a crime was committed here, then I feel that I should be present, you know- to wit-"

The cop just waved him off. "Look, I realize that this could look bad on your business, sir," he cut in, "but I have a protocol to follow." The shopkeeper grumbled, but proceeded to make his way out of the door, along with a few of the customers. Once the door had shut, the police officer gave a slight smile. "Now, most of you are underground fighters, right?"


In the Street, @Yume

A rather generic looking man, who wore a plain white t-shirt and olive green cargo pants, caught sight of Yume as she walked by, seemingly talking to herself. He of course didn't know the girl's name, but he studied her for a moment, as he felt that he had seen her somewhere before. Then, suddenly, it hit him like a brick.

"M'am!" he called out to her. Not waiting to see if she actually noticed, the man ran over to Yume and reached out for her upper arm, in both an attempt to ensure he got her attention and to prevent her from running away. "I know who you are," he said in a hushed voice, "you're in the underground."

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