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Post by darkangel on Jul 12, 2009 4:48:53 GMT -5
"Oi, Miss!" Bryony called, trying to be heard over the loud rock music. "I'll have a Fosters over here." The waitress nodded and pulled a beer glass out of the cupboard and put it under the tap before pulling the lever. "Cheers," Bryony thanked swiftly trading the drink for a few pound coins. Bryony went back to her clot machine in which she had lost about £15 so far. She put in another pound and lost. Another pound and lost. Another pound...DING! DING! DING! Loads of pound coins came pouring out of the pocket by Bryony's knee. She scooped it all up and shoved it in her pocket. She must have won at least £20. Smiling, Bryony sat down at one of the beer-stained tables, put her feet up, and began watching the Man U vs Arsenal match in the large flat screen.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 12, 2009 10:20:30 GMT -5
Daemon left DeAnne at home with Ryker, he, himself was utterly bored and decided to go in the bar. Animus was rather mundane, maybe a drink or two would liven it up. He went inside and saw an unfamiliar person, he decided to keep his caution but be friendly. He went up to the person, "hi, your new here?" ________ Note: Welcome to Animus Darkangel, I am a member here and just to help you out, it would be great if you made a character biography as well as an awakening. Just go to Animus Biographies then you can find a template there, fill it up then your done with that. Next, you have to write an awakening, basically it is how your character landed in Animus. These are important so we have a view on what your character is like. My characters are Daemon and DeAnne. After we can start pbping. This can be practice for you, this pbp that you started. (pbp=play by post). Yey, hope you stay and enjoy Animus. It is really fun after you get through all that Bio and awakening.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 12, 2009 10:47:58 GMT -5
Syl followed Daemon into the bar, looking at the newcomer impassively. Judging by her mannerisms and dialogue, she appeared to be a newcomer, a person that wasn't one of the thousands of mindless that roamed the city. It turned to Daemon, then watched the young woman impassively. "Do you think she realises that currency is useless here?" whispered Syl to Daemon, "since the vast bulk of this city is mindless, that we can just take what we want from stores?" It then stood back and watched her impassively, as she went to watch television. Chances are that it was a recording, as considering that most of the city was mindless, no new shows were broadcasted. "Humans are so perplexing," said Syl quietly. ______________________________________________________________________ Note: I'd like to welcome you to Animus as well, darkangel! An awakening and bio are needed before you can actually post in the Play By Post Section, so please get an awakening and bio typed up as soon as possible. As wingedwarrior said, there is a template for the biographies there, in the Animus City Biographies section. Fill that in. Awakenings go in the Animus City Bi-Weekly Roleplays section. Once that's done, feel free to have fun in the pbp section! My characters are Syl and Kiel (Kiel being incorporeal, who currently only interacts with Syl), although I also control the villain Soraszen as well. Hope you have fun here. If you need any help or have any questions or concerns, just pm (private message) them to me and I'll see what I can do.
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Post by darkangel on Jul 12, 2009 10:59:32 GMT -5
Bryony turned to Daemon. "Yeah, I moved her last week." She said before turning back to the TV.
"Humans are so perplexing." She heard the female whisper.
"Actually," She growled defensively. "If you didn't make ridiculous assumptions, you would know that I am in fact not a human, so there." Bryony resisted the urge to stick a certain finger up at her and concentrated hard on the TV. She didn't support anyone, but she decided that she wanted Arsenal to win this game. They were losing 2-1.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 12, 2009 11:12:43 GMT -5
"So what are you? I hate to be rude though, if its no problem. I am Daemon by the way, or Reaper whatever works," Daemon said smirking, there was something awkward about this new comer.
Daemon looked at Syl, it was time to send Syl a message, mentally.
Thats odd, I thought you were a master at having a clue on what species people are. You sort of figure out who I am.
"So how'd you get here?"
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Post by cyansky on Jul 12, 2009 11:12:52 GMT -5
Syl smiled pleasantly and sat down next to the young woman. Quite frankly, it knew that she was a non-human... but then again, as far as it was concerned, most non-humans were pretty much modified humans because they had similar natures, personalities and way of thinking. That comment wasn't supposed to be heard by her, but
"Well then, I sincerely apologize," it said in a firendly and even tone of voice, "what's this about? And if you're so defensive of being a non-human, may I ask what you are?"
Syl thought back at Daemon.
Well, yes, I am, but I want to make sure first. There are always unknowns, or perhaps this girl is good at concealing her aura. I need some time... hmm... yeah she has an aura. I think I know what she is. Werewolf.
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Post by darkangel on Jul 12, 2009 11:24:16 GMT -5
"I am a werewolf," Bryony said casually. "I landed in the local airport last week from my home country, Italy. I was getting bored of the same old routine, so I decided to move out of my parents' place. Besides, it was starting to get crowded, what with my two brothers and newborn sister. I'm the eldest of the lot. Timothy is thirteen and Henry is eight. Isabella was born two months ago." She took a long drink from her Foster's and brushed her raven black hair out of her eyes.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 12, 2009 11:31:03 GMT -5
Daemon nodded, "cool, but we are in another dimension. Welcome to Animus!" Daemon chuckled, he was not in the mood for this, was she delirious? Well, he could never tell considering he met quite some characters.
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Post by darkangel on Jul 12, 2009 11:43:22 GMT -5
"Another dimension?" Bryony said, astonished. "Jesus, what technology can do these days." She chuckled. "And Manchester United has won three-one and will be playing in the semi-finals next week. Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen." The commentator boomed on the TV. "Aw, crap. This sucks." Bryony said, turning away. She stood up and went outside, wondering if the others were going to follow her. She took a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket a lit up a fag.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 12, 2009 11:46:09 GMT -5
Syl's eyes widened. Was she delusional?! What happened to waking up in room #4?! False memories, thought Syl, this city brings together the strangest of beings. Fallen angels, half-demons, elves, demons... and delusional werewolves. ah, my day keeps on getting better.
"That's... very interesting," said Syl, still smiling, "you have a very interesting family! But... there is one problem. There is only one airport here, and it's abandoned and no longer in service. As Daemon said, you're in another dimension now. Welcome to Animus!"
Syl watched as she got up. Despite the cigarette, it followed, her, although it kept its distance, just enough to converse with her and keep its distance form the cigarette smoke.
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Note: Animus is located in another dimension. As it's the only city here, there are is no real need for an airport. Oddly enough there is one, but it's abandoned and no longer in service, so there is no way Bryony could have gotten here by plane. All characters get here by waking up in the motel within room #4. Grey is a bit of an exception, though, but that's usually what happens. That's why Syl and Daemon think she's delusional.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 12, 2009 11:46:51 GMT -5
Daemon smiled, he went to the bar and kicked the bartender out, he did not plan for anyone as in anyone to touch his drink. He started mixing up a black russian, off corse with his quirks in it. He needed it badly. Did not plan to follow anyone. Why should he? Syl was a good friend but he knew Syl had the patience he lacked at the moment.
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Post by darkangel on Jul 12, 2009 11:50:34 GMT -5
"Thanks." Bryony said. She blew some expert circles of smoke and watched them rise into the air before fading. "My Dad taught me how to do that. Heavy smoker, he is. Not me. Only a couple a week. Probably because I like to spend most of my time in my wolf form." Bryony took another drag of her cigarette. She paused, looking at the pack in her hand. Then, she offered it to the two. "Want one?"
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 12, 2009 11:55:26 GMT -5
Daemon went outside the bar, with his drink, he was not a smoker but a drinker (well, he'd call himself a liquor connoisseur). "What-sup?" He asked rather bored.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 12, 2009 12:05:29 GMT -5
Syl looked at her, and then at the pack. Not this again! First with Veronica, a chronic smoker, smoking in front of it and causing it pain. Cigarette smoke didn't kill Syl, but it did hurt. A lot. If Syl smoked that thing or if it stood around her too long, its lungs were going to hurt and burn a lot.
All of those chemicals that were toxic... didn't go well with Syl's non-human anatomy. As of how it had found this young woman curious, but a bit too nonchalant for a new resident. It was as if she didn't have a care in the world... which was a bit upsetting as most residents often had something... that they worried about, whether it was survival, their pasts, loneliness...
Syl shook its head and waved its hand, refusing the cigarette.
"I sincerely apologize, miss, but I'll have to decline," it said politely, "but I can't smoke."
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 12, 2009 12:07:03 GMT -5
"Agreed," Daemon said taking a sip of his drink. "What now?"
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