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Post by Mekka on Nov 24, 2005 22:59:23 GMT -5
"Hey, Eisley," Cooper greeted the other girl, scooting to the right a bit to provide more space by the palm tree. "And yeah, I got your PM, Cy... I don't think I've responded yet, have I? I am a terrible procrastinator. I would make a horrible admin, because I can never get anything done on time..." She laughed a little, choking herself on pretzel.
When Cooper could speak again, she turned to Eisley and said, "What about you? Who are you?"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Dec 8, 2005 21:13:38 GMT -5
((something desperately needs to happen before we all die of conversation))
Tiff grinned dryly. "So yeah, eh? I'm not the only person in the universe to dreadfully overuse that, then." She thought for a long moment, trying to come up with something of slight merit to say. Something. Anything! Jandalf ignores me... gah...
She innerly sighed. "So...um...yeah... nice to meet you, I suppose... er... what's your name?"
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Post by Cy Otauna on Mar 15, 2006 18:31:17 GMT -5
(I thought the founders were supposed to create random things to happen. If I count as a founder I will....I could think of plently that fit into reality.)
Mac laughed a little with Cooper--Mekka--and breathed, and looked around. They had become a little crowd now, and she felt amazingly comfortable. And a little desirous for a pretzel. But she didn't wish to appear food-obsess to any of them. Her thoughts turned self-concious for just a moment.
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Mar 20, 2006 22:01:11 GMT -5
((TA DUM!!!! I've appeared....))
It seemed like ages since anyone had said anything, which Kinzie thought was probably her fault, because she tended to get lost in thought rather easy. What was going on? Question, she asked a question.... Uh.... name? Yeah, name. Sheesh. "Kinzie. Well, not really, but my parents told me not to give my name out to strangers, and since I'm a follower, not a leader, I do whatever people tell me." What? "Unless they tell me to eat bugs. I don't eat bugs." You're rambling, idiot. Shut. Up. "And you? Or did you already tell me, and I lost it...."
Drat my stupid mouth.... I should go buy some duct-tape. Then I wouldn't have this problem.
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Post by Barnzo on Mar 21, 2006 18:54:30 GMT -5
JC walked into the huge mall. He was a teen, about 5' 7". He had brown hair, getting longer than he would like. He was wearing jeans and an aqua shirt. He had some light freckles, and blue eyes. JC had heard that fellow MEI'ers would be here. "I hope that I am not too late. Hope that everyone is still here." he told himself," Wonder where they are." He was in Canada to shoot some scenes for his movie called Barney Jenkins. And of since he was in town . . . "Of course," he said as he approached the book store," they love books." He was very new to MEI, so he was kinda afraid. He hoped that they would not hate him. He saw them sitting there, chatting and almost looking bored. JC always thinks that he would bring some spark to boredom, but it never ends up happening . . . he slowly approached them. "Hey." he said, kinda shy," I am new in MEI, but it has been a blast. I'm JC . . . you know me as barneyjenkins." He looks to the right, by some of the books. There is a man standing there. JC's eyes follow where he walks . . . the cash register. They were cleaning it out or something, so there was a bundle of money sitting on the counter. No one, except JC, was watching him. He snuck it quickly into his coat pocket. JC should do the right thing and tell them, but he saw that the man had a gun . . . he could get hurt. And cause his friend MEI'ers to get hurt. "Uh, guys . . ." he said quietly,". . . did you see that? . . . that guy kinda maybe just stole . . . oh . . . only a couple hundred bucks. Maybe even close to a thousand.
(Hope I am doing all right with this)
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Mar 21, 2006 20:49:27 GMT -5
((Doesn't matter what you do here... heh... we're pretty lenient with people doing things in RP. Just double space your paragraphs next post for readablity. Here's a brief summary, newcomer—we're our "real" selves in here, in West Edmonton Mall, in Canada. ANYTHING can happen, but try to be yourself.))
It felt like a century had passed in T's mind. She couldn't even remember what name she was going by! Which was odd, considering that as she was herself, she should've known who she was.
Her narrator was forced to look back. Oh. Right. Tiff sighed. "Hi! I don't know you by that name... I'm Tiff..." She glanced aside at the newcomer. "Hi, JC. You don't post much, do you?"
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Mar 22, 2006 22:30:16 GMT -5
Kinzie stuck out her hand, sort of randomly, because she wasn't entirely sure why, but it seemed to fit, or something. "Nice to meet you... both. I'm Dûn, online. Wait, what's this about stealing?" Oh, great. I knew I was going to get shot today. Drat intuition...
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Post by Barnzo on Mar 23, 2006 18:17:51 GMT -5
Well, first of all," JC said to Tiff," I have come on every day since I have joined. It has been a blast. I know, and it is just a Forum." He shook Kinzie's hand," Nice to meet ya. That dude just stole some cash. What should we do about it? We can't just let him go with it."
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Post by Cy Otauna on Mar 24, 2006 15:15:04 GMT -5
Mac/Cy unfolded from her seated posture, tracked the newcomer's gaze (though she had never heard of him actualy on-line, he looked trustworthy enough, and a little like her Padawan, which tended to make her think good thoughts of him) and saw the glint of weapon. She stood more, taken by the happeningness of it...No one ever gets robbed in my presensce. How exciting. Could be a Plot, escpecially with these people...! Keeping her eyes rather foolishly locked on the perp, she stood next to an innocent looking tree above her and Cooper's chosen spot and tried to blend in. He has a gun!! Not good at all. Surely there was a fair amount of skill between all the MEIers...but not that much...She tried to yell into the others' minds, but since they were not really Jedi that tended not to work, yelling only into herself.
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Post by Barnzo on Mar 24, 2006 16:32:07 GMT -5
(Sorry, but I am confused. Who are you saying has the gun? Cause I don't carry guns. But that is a nice dramatic touch)
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Mar 24, 2006 23:47:08 GMT -5
((Bob the Random Thief Guy. Or not Bob. I'll call him Pete. Leastwise, that's what I'm assuming.))
"M'kay. Hi, and stuff." That over and done with, being the longest sentence that Kinzie could come up with at the moment, she sighed. I don't know what I'm doing..... I never know what I'm doing...... Ummm..... something important just happened... stupid ADD....
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Post by Barnzo on Mar 25, 2006 11:24:18 GMT -5
"Yeah, hi. But we can't just sit here, what are we going to do?" JC says," He has a gun and is robbing this place! Man, if I were really Barney Jenkins, my movie's character, right now I would pull out my sword and order him to hand the cash over. Or, we could just let him get away with it, and not die . . ."
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Post by Padawan goober-shadowslayer on Mar 26, 2006 13:13:29 GMT -5
Tyler walks in the book store and sees a man in a black outfit sneaking away. holding a gun up to the store owner's forehead. The man is sweating. Tyler is pretty small, he is only about 4'11 in his pre-teens. He has VERY light freckles and is wearing a green t-shirt.
He looks around, spots a pay phone, and starts to call 911. He huddles down in a corner so the robber will not see him. But it is too late. The robber walks up to him, breaks the cord with his knife, and runs away.
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Post by Barnzo on Mar 26, 2006 18:58:24 GMT -5
(( First of all, Goober, you are only about 4 foot seven or something. Next, you can not just go into a store and have immediate action. You need to talk to us MEIers. And last, no one except us knows that the robber is robbing. He wouldn't for no reason hold a gun up to the manager's head))
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