Bittersweet Candy Bowl

(No, I think we are still headed toward the locker. Assume we re-armed ourselves and went to bed.)
*Legitimately tosses shotgun overboard.*
(Yay we actually made it to day three!!)

(damn ninja’d again!!. I’m getting sick of that)

(Oh yeah! The guns! Someone do something with this plot.)

Edit: (So… no guns then?)

(ninja’d)


*still following roger*

(for the love of God, let’s just go get the guns!)

(But our captain dissapeared)

(Read my effing post!! Assume we already got them, unless you want to do something with it, such as they’ve already been stolen, or something, at which point disregard both posts.)

*trips and falls down the stairs and dies*(No just kidding)

(im confused,where is everyone)

(Just roll with it until he gets back. Let’s make this standard people)

*A door to the Commons opens suddenly and a small green figure rushes in, clearly scared shitless.*

“OHTHANKGODIFOUNDYOUGUYS!!!!!!!! IGOTLOCKEDINONEOFTHECLOSETSBYACCIDENTANDBYTHE TIMEIGOTOUTIFINDTHATPEOPLEHAVEDIEDANDTHEY’SAMURDER ERONTHELOOSEANDICOULDN’T SEEMTOFINDANYONEAND *deep breath* IWASSOAFRAIDHOWCOULDYOUJUSTABANDONMELIKETHAT!!!!!! !!!!!!!!??????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

*The green figure collapses on the floor, gasping for breath.*

(i have a gun)

(If we follow my post, asleep in the common room. Which would be boring. IT’S EFFING 5:00 HERE!! All the action takes place when I’m asleep or at school!)

(Shit!! Ninja’d!! This was directed @ Zach)

(So Yashi has a player now? who be it? and I suppose we have guns now)
(It’s 8:00 where I am so early too, and I don’t mind continuing this)

(just assume we found the guns)

(…Hi Ninja, I’ll come help you, I wasn’t gonna get a gun anyways, I was just going to help) Hello there little Green Dear. Now could you say that again but slower this time?

(its 7 here)

*walks onto the deck to get some fresh air*

(Okay, so we got the guns and now we’re just chilling in the commans room then. Make friendships people.)

(im on the deck…alone DUN DUN DUN)

(Lol ninja’d by *Ninja! Who’da thunk?! I meant 5:00 P.M.)

*tiredly walks over to the Green yelling creature, kneeling down once she comes to it hands in her lap for just a few moments, staring with that blank innocent look, before she starts to poke Yashy to see if the poor things still functioning after that*

(oh calm down you lot. Everyone’s in the common rooms again, not with their luggage, and sheets/Couchs for beds. You can just assume you got the three guns. It’s not like they’ll actually save you >=P)

(It’s.. kinda easy to judge whether something is alive or not if they’re gasping for breath!)

Oh dear, do you think It’s okay?

(Wait,people are talking about *ninja, is he playing yashy?, I have him down as playing Plato l’Aristotle)

It appears she was locked in a closet for quite a while

*Scratches her nose, looks to Diane, then Yashy…. and then just shrugs helplessly a soft smile on her lips though…not seeming to worried

Is sure to prod her curiously one or two more times though~*

@ Yashy: Hello? Are you okay?

*Eliciting no response, Paul gives up and wanders around the room.*

((Sorry, I had an unexpected and abrupt afk, if we decided that we got the guns, there was Going to be the lock broken, and 1 gun missing))

(@Alex: The actors have nothing to do with the storyline itself, so they’re not in my notes. Thus I might very well be wrong. I suck with names.)

((Oh! You’re right! well then who’s Yashi? and we got tired and just assumed all the guns were there.))

(i call dibs on a gun)@roger

(@Roger: So… who loses their gun?

BTW, I get a gun, it was my idea.)

Shut the Fuck up everyone. I *Yawn* already told you what happened. If you need me to repeat it, ask me later. I’ve just spent the last 24 hours trying to get out of a closet, and I’m really fucking tired. And tell the Whore not to worry, I won’t die before she does and….*ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*


(Busier than expected, be back later)

(I have it, just in case people forget to keep their RP name, and I like to keep things in order, Yasy suddenly appearing threw me off a bit
Gaah she came back while I was posting and I still don’t know who it is!
Oh and I guess we can call the missing gun as having happened, who isn’t armed?, unless we want to go back and act it out)

(Blinks) Well that was odd. And who is the ‘whore’?

*walks back into the commons*

@ Yashy: Aren’t we all nobles here? (Well, mostly.) Aren’t nobles supposed to be curteous. to other nobles?

*Hears snoring*

…Of course.

((Seeing how Diane was the least armed, and Zach claimed the other gun let’s say he gave it to her))

*gives Diane a confused look, as if looking for answers over this odd critter. But yeah…she finds the other feline likely as confused as she is! Another shrug, another soft smile as she picks the foul mouthed napping creature up and carefully brings her over to one of the pillows in the room. Laying her down with a pat on the head*

(Yashy is the cleaning lady) I believe he was insulting you Lady Diane

(Oh I don’t need a gun. Ladies don’t know who to use them! But knifes on the other hand&hellip Such an odd little creature that one.

(Bribri, you have a very descriptive literary style. Do you have any fanfics up on here?)

@Alex: …Oh. Well, then.


SHAME ON YOU!!

*Takes a seat next to Lady Diane* I don’t like this. We’ve got a missing gun, missing fire axe, and the missing schematics to the ship. Whoever murdered those two people has gotten themselves well-equipped.
((@Diane Ok, then it looks like Mr.Stark gets to toss away his shotgun))

Indeed, although i am surprised they didn’t take all the guns so that they would have the only one.

(Now that that little bit of confusion’s over&hellip

Well at least they don’t have my shotgun!

*walks inside the commons spinning the guns’ barrel once*

Amanda is it? I have been meanng to ask you, are you mute or do you simply choose not to speak?

Careful with that Thompson, that’s no toy. The damn killer took most of the bullets, so we can’t waste them.

*puts the gun away*

*walks over to a chair in the corner and sits down*

(Fanfic? Not really. I have an BCB inspired work but it’s really not a fan-fiction in any traditional sense. It involves my own cast of teens you see. Despite being labeled as such due to a temporary insanity on my part…really wish I could edit that first post to fix that error.

Keep in mind I’m putting in some extra effort when it comes to Amaya here. Half the reason I chose her is to practice my body language… and well that’s exactly what I’m doing haha.)

After Yashy is tucked in I suppose The orange tabby fetches herself a simple cup of hot chocolate for herself, and one other. Going back, and from the kitchen almost unnoticed silent as always. As she takes a seat near Diane she passes one cup to her with a smile, being sure to blow away the steam from her own before taking a sip.

(points to question^)

@ Alex: I think she’s ignoring you.