- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Horror and Sci-fi. I'll try basically anything though. I also love strange and unusual RP genre concepts. Different is good!
Lance walked outside,Blood dripping from his face and arms. Blood of the Red Fleet, not his own. He was in a state of almost pure blood lust, having killed after so long was like a drug for Lance, and he was enjoying the high. His veins pulsed and his muscles bulged, a small rip in his shirt revealed a throbbing chest, with a small Tattoo of an Eagle. His eyes were veiled with a thick haze, a killers rage that threatened to end the lives of many before he was able to rest.
Next door the Red Fleet brutally BEat Terra, all the while demanding answers about Lance and his life. It was like they didn't care at all about the Girl, she was nothing more than a breathing punching bag for them. One of the Pirates hit her in the chest with all his force, spit flying from his lips as he did so.
" Where is Your Captain Living" Said another, Spitting on her like a dog as he did so.
"Why is he here on Narbra" YElled another brandishing a long, crooked dagger.
The pirate with the dagger ripped off her shirt and put the dagger to her ribs.
" Once more, you vile bitch" HE said pressing the blade tight to her side "WHy is he here"
Then he pulled the knife back and stabbed her, just below her second rip, away from any organs, but deep into her flesh . The blade got wedged between her two top ribas and he turned it back in fourth as blood spilled from the wound, trying to pry the blade free.
Lance was still standing in front of the bar, waiting for a sign. If he didn't get one soon he would search every house in Narbra to find her.
Next door the Red Fleet brutally BEat Terra, all the while demanding answers about Lance and his life. It was like they didn't care at all about the Girl, she was nothing more than a breathing punching bag for them. One of the Pirates hit her in the chest with all his force, spit flying from his lips as he did so.
" Where is Your Captain Living" Said another, Spitting on her like a dog as he did so.
"Why is he here on Narbra" YElled another brandishing a long, crooked dagger.
The pirate with the dagger ripped off her shirt and put the dagger to her ribs.
" Once more, you vile bitch" HE said pressing the blade tight to her side "WHy is he here"
Then he pulled the knife back and stabbed her, just below her second rip, away from any organs, but deep into her flesh . The blade got wedged between her two top ribas and he turned it back in fourth as blood spilled from the wound, trying to pry the blade free.
Lance was still standing in front of the bar, waiting for a sign. If he didn't get one soon he would search every house in Narbra to find her.