Author Topic: Wasteland: Evolved (innawoods) NO SLOTS LEFT  (Read 20720 times)

We're gonna RP without you sorry. But don't worry, we won't do anything important.

We're gonna RP without you sorry. But don't worry, we won't do anything important.
alright
so what happens when we join in, do we just...join in?

What do you guys wanna do? Do you want to all start close to each-other or far away?

What do you guys wanna do? Do you want to all start close to each-other or far away?
me and blazer decided we're gonna meet up or something
don't know about you

me and blazer decided we're gonna meet up or something
don't know about you
Ok, I'll join you, where are we meeting up?

I'm starting in the wilderness of Washington... Obviously..

I guess I'll be somewhere in Oregon.

Ok, I'll join you, where are we meeting up?
woah woah woah
no no no
boy boy boy
me and blazer only
we already got it worked out and once you start the rp i can post it
« Last Edit: August 02, 2013, 12:24:15 AM by mlockha »

woah woah woah
no no no
boy boy boy
me and blazer only
we already got it worked out and once you start the rp i can post it
meani

meani
you can join us
just start the rp so i can post and you can follow the lead or join in when me and blazer start talking or something idk
« Last Edit: August 02, 2013, 12:28:28 AM by mlockha »

The RP has started, mlockha has the first turn.

Matthew Lee

loving, I've lost my home, my girlfriend, and now my job. Everythings nuked to hell what do i do now other then go to Canada? As I'm walking, I see a camp. My eyes shift over to a gas can in the camp. Valuable, I bet I could barter for a lot of stuff with a gas can. I start to walk over to it.

Cherenkov waited in a nearby bush, squinting tiredly.  Suddenly,a man approached the camp, his eyes set on the gas can.  What he didn't see was the walkie talkie wired to the inside of the can.  He waited until he was close to shout.  "You try and take that I'll set you on fire."

A few miles away, a certain Isaak Demetyev is rustling around in a few bushes next to a couple high-class houses, scoping them out for any potential survivors, as he doesn't want to get shot while he's looting. The coast is clear, and Isaak makes a quick but silent run to the first house on the street. The door is locked, but a strong kick busts the glass on it. As Isaak is reaching through the glass to unlock the door, he hears a rustle in the bushes he was just in.

Cherenkov waited in a nearby bush, squinting tiredly.  Suddenly,a man approached the camp, his eyes set on the gas can.  What he didn't see was the walkie talkie wired to the inside of the can.  He waited until he was close to shout.  "You try and take that I'll set you on fire."
"Woah, okay buddy. Didn't know this was yours. I won't touch it." I step away from the gas can.