Poll

gay sex?

yes pls
4 (40%)
no
6 (60%)

Total Members Voted: 10

Author Topic: Apocalypse: An RP for BL Forumers - Back to the Future  (Read 270506 times)

I blushed a little. "Err... I'll go finish getting dressed now..." I said, nervously leaving the room and walking into mine. I shut the door and leaned my back against it, sighing nervously. I straightened up and grabbed a jacket off the table; a black dress-coat. I had always loved them, since I had never been able to find women's trench-coats. I picked up Haineko and started altering the coat to a more trench-coat style.

I looked down at the floor. "Damn this arm..." I cursed to myself, my mood souring.

(Back to the fight scene)

"My leeeeg... It's forgetin--- better?"

*My leg heals up and has the same green glow as my arm* *The knife immediately popped out*

"Oh forget yeah..." "Hey xxxx's brother..."

(As brother)

"Wh... what..."

(As me)

"Come get some"

I exited the room, jeans and a nice long-sleeved white shirt. I looked rather '70's, but I liked it. Now to find the medics...

I hemmed the tattered edges of the coat and marveled over my work before slipping it on. I went ahead and put my other outfits in my bag before looking at myself in the small mirror provided. My long hair went well with the flowing coat I was wearing, and my nice figure was a good addition.

I looked back at the rest of the supplies scattered on my bed. I pulled on some socks and a pair of flat combat boots. I would need all the gear I could get for protection, I thought to myself as I laced up the boots. I had always loved dark colors... Dark blues, reds, purples, and black... They made my green eyes stand out well. I brushed my hair quickly before walking back into the hallway.

"Looking for the medic?" I asked, spotting Zombie as I leaned on the wall.

I hemmed the tattered edges of the coat and marveled over my work before slipping it on. I went ahead and put my other outfits in my bag before looking at myself in the small mirror provided. My long hair went well with the flowing coat I was wearing, and my nice figure was a good addition.

I looked back at the rest of the supplies scattered on my bed. I pulled on some socks and a pair of flat combat boots. I would need all the gear I could get for protection, I thought to myself as I laced up the boots. I had always loved dark colors... Dark blues, reds, purples, and black... They made my green eyes stand out well. I brushed my hair quickly before walking back into the hallway.

"Looking for the medic?" I asked, spotting Zombie as I leaned on the wall.

"Hmm?" I turned around. "Yeah, I am. You know where he might be?"

(As brother)

"No... no... that's impossible. How did you do that?"

(As me)

"It's magic, i don't have to explain stuff."

(As brother)

"Well... then." "It looks like I'm going to have to kill you instead of pacifying you."

mlock is now the only one with just one vote :/

"Follow me," I said, straightening up and setting off down the hall.

"Follow me," I said, straightening up and setting off down the hall.

"Okay." I said, jogging to catch up to her.

I came to a halt in front of the medical wing. "Here," I said, turning to face Zombie. I gave him a quick kiss. "Good luck," I said. I then gave him a teasing grin. "Want me to come with you?"

I came to a halt in front of the medical wing. "Here," I said, turning to face Zombie. I gave him a quick kiss. "Good luck," I said. I then gave him a teasing grin. "Want me to come with you?"

"Sure, if you would like." I said, bracing myself for the worst. Maybe even the highly trained US Navy medics couldn't fix my arm.

*I attack xxxx's brother and cut him in the chest*

(As brother)

"Aghh... you get stronger and stronger with each shot..."

You and carolcat's because you two have very fluent grammar and understand roleplay.
Only reason I'm criticizing so much and it makes me cringe when I see horrible roleplay is because I co-own a serious HL2RP community on g-mod.

Oh, except please don't criticize Kochie too much. He's mai furry broski.





ANYWAYS

I walked slowly through the medical wing, my eyes shifting from left to right cautiously.

"Sure, if you would like." I said, bracing myself for the worst. Maybe even the highly trained US Navy medics couldn't fix my arm.
"Well, come on then," I said, taking Zombie's hand and stepping into the medical bay.