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    The 5'7" Halle stumbled through the meagerly forming crowd to grab as many cookies as she could (without arising suspicion) before shoving them in her mouth and moving to turn towards the restroom, feigning the Catholic Sign of the Cross and corresponding prayer, (of which the final amen was drowned out by a mouthful of chocolaty goodness) as she did so.

    (( OOC: If anyone wants to intercept her on the way to the bathroom, they're free to. If their name's Bartholomew, they're getting a cookie. ))

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    About mid way through her third cookie Ana noticed a small avian friend beside her. The small boy was absolutely adorable in his penguin hoodie, er "tuxedo", Ana had to suppress a near impulsive squeal. She chuckled a small bit before before she got down to look at him face to face. She briefly wondered why such a young and cute child had bandages over his face but dismissed the thought as quickly as it came and smiled.

    "Hey there little guy, what are you doing here? Waiting to meet a gladiator too?"

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    “Do you realise how late you are, man?”

    “Shut up Chase,” the half-angel snapped. “I know how fucking late I am.”

    “You should’ve been there about an hour before,” another voice chided from afar. “The letter did say—”

    “You shut up too Nathan,” Eric hissed. “I know—”

    “On a more important note,” a female voice butted in, “who the hell invited you, someone want to snog an angel?”

    “Thoria, would you just—”

    “That appears to be the most likely outcome,” a robotic voice resounded.

    “Oooooooooo,” the entire car resounded, before bursting with uproarious laughter.

    Eric slumped onto the dashboard in the front seat, giving out a helpless groan. “I hate all of you,” he helplessly mumbled, his voice muffled slightly by the plastic in front of his face.

    There were four people sitting in the car, excluding the Nephilim. Nathan Shepard, the pipboy guy, was sitting in the driver’s seat of a beautiful teched-up Aston-Martin. He’d downloaded it straight from the gadget and proudly opened the scissor doors like a king, throwing back this stupidly precocious smile. Eric had groaned profusely. The last thing he wanted was for the car of James Fucking Bond to drive him to the damn event. He wanted to arrive and leave inconspicuously. But noooooooo. He had to go in a fucking Aston-Martin with scissor doors. God fucking damnit.

    There was Chase, chuckling in the back of the car, suit on, rifle resting on his lap, pistols holstered. He was there to ‘supervise’ the entire event from afar. Which, as far as Eric could process, involved looking down his scope at the goddamn event from the top of the neighbouring building. Which would’ve been fine - Eric didn’t trust things to stay quiet either - if he’d just jumped from rooftop to rooftop. Instead, the sniper was sitting in the car, adding occasional commentary on top of Nathan’s incessant criticism, and Thoria’s relentless teasing.

    Oh, of course. He almost forgot her. Because of the fact that Fives still hated him, and an event this big required agents to be paired, Thoria was going along as well, as Chase’s spotter, and she just loved to take the mickey out of everyone. And seeing how Eric held himself in such a high and might manner, that meant that he was always the primary target.

    Finally, of course, there was degenerator. The AI was sitting in his disembodied state, completely at ease between the assassin and infiltrator. He was going to discretely download himself into the security grid and provide covert monitoring, to ensure that if anything bad went down, rapid response was ensured. This was Eric’s idea; he argued that the presence of so many gladiators in one location presented a target which was just too tempting to pass up on, and required surveillance of a high order. The living computer concurred, and had brought himself along. Eric had thought that would’ve made things just a little more bearable; he actually liked the AI. So far, however…

    “Long night already, Eric?” Thoria chuckled, jabbing his wing playfully. “Wow, didn’t realise your stamina was that low.”

    He could have responded. Repartee was definitely a possibility… except the half-angel was in no mood for it. It would’ve gotten too personal.

    So he just sat there, still groaning.

    This night couldn’t end soon enough.

    ~-~-~-~

    Eric had no idea how he’d done it.

    Somehow, by some ridiculous tomfuckery, Nathan had managed to avoid traffic, the crowds of press, and get to the secured and private entrance around the back for gladiators.

    His appreciation for the man had suddenly gone up 100-fold.

    “All skill,” he boasted, turning to the nephilim. “All pure driving skill.”

    Thoria snorted. “You cheat. You just reassigned skill points to driving, didn’t you?”

    “Maaaaaybe.”

    The car stopped, and the front door opened, revealing a man with a clipboard and several security guards. The half-angel stepped out of the car, and the man gave him a quick once-over, checking the guest list.

    “Mr Kassaran,” the man said amicably. “Right this way sir, we’ll lead you to the ballroom.” The car had already sped off, leaving him no time to get back in. Not that the thought had struck his mind….

    Okay, maybe it had.

    The man escorted the half-angel into the ballroom, and Eric was momentarily taken aback by the beauty of the room. He’d never been inside the ballroom in the Vague CBD, only in the Vale. Though the two were incomparable, the CBD ballroom was still gorgeous. And it was well fitted for its current hosting duties. Tables of food, covered by suited waiters, sat there, heavily laden with sweets, canapés, and drinks. A small crowd, consisting of a few gladiators, a few organisers, and some fans, milled about, talking to each other. It was a pretty nice atmosphere, overall-

    “Excuse me, Mr Kassaran, but I would like to introduce you to the person who gave you your invite.”

    Eric turned back around and looked at the man, trying to keep his frustration at bay. Now it was time to meet the person who dragged him out here. He braced himself for the inevitable; Kat was going to walk into the room, laughing her ass off like a damn hyena, and it would’ve been a massive and slightly stupid prank.

    “Sure,” the nephilim shrugged.

    The suited man immediately ran off into the crowd.
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    The boy stuffed the cookies he received in his hoodie pockets and began nibbling on the first of the batch. Loch found his hamster-like younger brother gnawing on a chocolate chip cookie and sighed. "Why didn't I check here sooner? Where did you get those cookies from?" He looked at the two gladiators and bowed. "Oh I guess I have you two to thank for looking after my brother. Thank you. The name's Loch and this little hamster-"

    Bartholomew interrupted his brother by chirping angrily, well as angrily as he could. "Noot noot." Then went back to nibbling on the cookie.

    "And this little penguin is my little brother, Bartholomew. Did you thank them for those cookies Bartholomew?" The small boy looked up at Abbas and just give him a wide smile, chocolate smudges on his sharp teeth. The boy went back to eating his cookie and Loch patted him on the head. "He usually says more than that but I guess he's really into being a penguin." The boy nodded happily and Loch laughed. "So what're your names?" He asked Abbas and Sarah.

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    Ana merely stared as Loch took Bartholomew aside and began a conversation with two others. Not really minding, she got up and dusted herself a bit before she heard a cough from behind her.

    "Good evening, Ms. Collete, please follow me I'll show you to the gladiator you invited," the source being a suited man who seemed o be part of the staff rather than a attendee on wither side.

    "Ah, yes thank you lead the way," Ana replied and obediently followed the man until she caught sight of the man she invited. Dashing past the suited man, she came to an abrupt stop in front of Eric flashed her smile and shot her hand forward, "Hello, I'm Ana Collete, the girl who invited you, Nice to finally meet you."

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    Smile smiled back and did her best not to overthink what she had to say. "Thank you. You look as handsome as always I would say. Even after all these years it looks as though you've hardly aged at all- oh and yes, I invited you here." She added at the last second. It was pretty important and she silently cursed for not thinking to say it earlier. It didn't matter though because everything was alright right then and she could probably figure out what was going to happen from there. In some order she didn't know, he would invite her to dance to which she would accept, eventually get food to which she would join in that, and most likely ask to how she came to invite her.
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    Clive strode in, his sickle strapped to his back. The robe he wore was fancier than he was used to, but then again, he didn't really get lots of party invites anyways. Sweeping his gaze across the individuals in the room, he suddenly felt uncharacteristically shy. Forcing himself to continue walking, he tried to distract himself with the observation of the refreshments table, and spotted movement out of the corner of his hood. He looked in that direction, and realized that his dance partner was waving at him. He waved back and moved to join her.
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    'Do you get thirsty?' Blair was swift to sign the question as she went to meet the robed reaper halfway, gaze tracking the refreshments table Clive's seemed to have just left for a brief moment. Returning the look so she wouldn't miss and answer, she added, 'I've seen you dance in the streets, you've got some moves! I had no idea you fought until recently!'

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    Abbas let go of Sarah's hand and let his left fall to his side and stroked his chin with his right, raising an eyebrow, "Haven't aged a bit huh? Well, I try my best to always look good, though for tonight I took special care to appear appealing for you. Wouldn't want to come looking like..." He paused for a moment, spotted Eric Kassaran, who had just entered, and pointed at him, "That young man right there." He stated.

    Before he could finish, a voice behind him, presumably by the cookies platter, spoke up, "So what are your names?" It asked, Abbas turned to find himself staring at the silver-haired man, now hand in hand with the little boy, looking at the pair of them. The Immortal bowed his head.

    "I presume you're this child's guardian? He was wanting some of those sweets so I gave him a few. My name is Al-Abbas min Filastin but please, call me Abbas."

    The Immortal turned and gestured to Sarah as well, "And this, is Sarah Cassady, my partner for the evening."

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    Having reached Blair, Clive aimed a polite bow in her direction and then shrugged, motioning with his hands.

    *I can pretend I'm drinking.* he signed. *As for dancing...I'm decent at best. You should see the 'Silver Echo' group on TV. They're awesome too.*

    He paused a little, looking at her up and down, and then added:

    *Nice dress, by the way.*
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