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Topic: Forum Games / Zombie Apocalypse RP Chapter 4: Blood and Steel

Carlos

I see Emilie upstairs, but she quickly escorts me back downstairs. Apparently she wants to prepare a breakfast for the four of us, but with lessened rations for her and I. I am not the least bit surprised Gerald got into another fight. He has always had a habit of sticking his head into places they didn’t belong. It will only be a matter of time before he finds the wasp nest. Until then, allow him to play chief whilst we all dance for rain. Normally, I would offer to assist in the acquisition of foodstuffs, but the Russian (winter? [please]) winter can be outright brutal. Why are we in Russia anyway? I guess I can stir up conversation, and answer my questions. Leaning against a stained wall, I speak out to Emilie, “So, why exactly did everyone come to Russia? Despite your heritage, a being so fair should not have to endure this environment.”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Zombie Apocalypse RP Chapter 4: Blood and Steel

Carlos

I awake feeling well rested, but lost. I do not know the size of my shelter, nor the inhabitants. The first thing I do upon gaining full cognitive ability is to check to see if my staff is still there, which it is. I then notice a flight of stairs that I decide to ascend.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Zombie Apocalypse RP Chapter 4: Blood and Steel

Carlos

“Thanks for the hospitality. Tell them both I wish for a speedy recovery.”

I then place my undead staff down in the corner by the front door. Thankfully it looks much the same as a walking stick. I then stroll into the kitchen where I eat from a loaf of bread. That and a glass of water satisfied by hunger. As I wait for them to return I decide now would be ideal for a nap, considering my switch to the Uberman sleep schedule.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Zombie Apocalypse RP Chapter 4: Blood and Steel

Carlos

I turn around immediately recognizing the voice. It was Emilie. Surprisingly she was not with Gerald. Hopefully he’s okay. Not for his sake but for her’s. Cracking a sly grin I speak out to her, “I’m not sure if you remember me, since we haven’t seen each other in quite a while. If you do not recall me, my name is Carlos Rexach, and if you know who I am, it’s a pleasure to meet you again. I wasn’t sure if I would ever meet back up with any of you.”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Zombie Apocalypse RP Chapter 4: Blood and Steel

Carlos

I wander the streets of the city, wondering where I would go to find my old party. The city has become an odd site, as formerly large, bright buildings have fallen into disrepair leaving the cold streets quite drab. I decide that I lack the patience to search the city, yet I see no alternative.

I begin traveling in a grid like manner, looking for any evidence of my party, occasionally calling out their names.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Zombie Apocalypse RP Chapter 4: Blood and Steel

Carlos

Imagine a boot stamping on a human face forever. That has been my life. I have been lost, and when I think I am found, it is simply myself telling me it will be okay. What a fallacy. We will never be okay. From the day we are born we are destined to die. Through this time we search for a purpose, a reason to live. I’ve found and lost these convictions time and time again, yet here I am. Suffering through this Armageddon where the days feel like forever, yet forever never feels long enough. Many of times I found myself with a gun in my hand, but the gun wouldn’t cock. I’ve found my finger on the trigger, yet it seemed locked. I’ve stared into the abyss hearing the clock that never ticked.

I found myself standing along the frigid coast, staring into the ice-y seas as the cold spray splashed onto my face. It was at that moment I realised I have no regrets. I do not regret following the group to Russia. I regret nothing. The murder, the beating, the torturing. Regrets were absent from my mind as I began my trek to the metropolitan area of the city.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Zombie Apocalypse RP Chapter 4: Blood and Steel

[Note; I may join this.] [[Also, if there is a sign up and discussion thread, my apologies for not using it.]]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

Glancing up from the menu to the waitress, I place my order. It was rather simple, consisting of eggs, over easy with toast, and some maple sausage along the side. As the waitress begins to walk away with our orders, I stop her and also request a small bowl of honey-dew. I guess I need some form of healthy dish to start my morning. Especially with the funny feeling I have about today. I can’t sense anything specific, but this will not be a pleasant day of celebration. At least that’s what every thought rushing through my mind is telling me. I guess I might as well take Quint’s advice and enjoy the day for what it is worth.

I put my menu down and address Maya, “Sorry if I seem standoffish today. There is just something in the air that has me on edge. Needless to say, I have a rather strong, and negative feeling about today. I don’t have any specific ideas of what could happen though, which is also odd. By the way, based off your order, I cannot help but ask if you are vegetarian?”

As I speak, I still sort through vague images of what I can only suspect to be the future. However, I have been wrong before, but this time Quint is agreeing with me, which is rare. Maybe he just wants an excuse to show himself, but I would hope to not have that happen. Part of the reason these images are striking me as relevant is the inclusion of a crimson tree, sprouting from what appears to be a child. Normally I would pass that off as my less-than-steller imagination, but with the recent happenings, I can only assume this is the real deal.

[Sorry, I have been sick for a wee bit.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

Snapping out of my small lapse in mental thought, I realize that Maya was trying to silently suggest a small restaurant that is a slight distance away from the large protest. The name is certainly an odd one. Not necessarily bad, it just seems to give off a ‘homeless shelter’ vibe. That might seem really judgmental to describe a book by it’s cover, but they say a name carries a lot of meaning. Not to mention first impressions can be lasting impressions. This world is plagued by too many conflicting expressions. I think it is too much work to search through such a vast sea of such odd phrases, only to find 20 more that disagree with your sentiment. In regards to the choice in eatery however, I offer no complaint and begin to walk towards it.

With every step closer to the structure, I cannot help but wonder what exactly would become of me if Thunderblade knew of my actions in regards to the criminal that I have chosen to house, and aid. He always has been a fan of public torture and execution. That is probably a large part as of to why I don’t like him holding a position of power. Sometimes he is like a sour child who can’t come out and play. If he isn’t happy, he lets the populace know it in often grotesque fashion. A prime example is what occurred to the man who put his daughter’s life in danger, if I recall correctly. Some people need to learn to keep their emotions in check.

After a brief stroll of silence, we reach the door of the food providing facility. Politely, I open the door for Maya, yet still I remain silent. Quint is right, I haven’t been my regular self lately. I haven’t had any specific visions as of late, but I can’t help but feel an impending sense of doom. I can only hope that this is a ruse played on my mind by my anxiety, but with all the recent events around Imperis, I can only expect the worst.

(Sorry for the lack of quality and quantity as of late. I struggled just to type this small, pretty meaningless post. I have been incredibly tired or busy almost everyday. I can still stay in the game, and I will try to be more active.)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

I notice that Maya is having some trouble with the heat, so I decide that I should quicken the pace. Due to this increased speed, we should reach Yuvil square a slight amount of time sooner. Sure enough, we get into the general proximity of it within a couple minutes. I can hear a inharmonic mixing of sounds emerging from the square. “Maya, do you hear that?”

However, before she can respond, I am already walking closer to the source. In the heart of Yuvil Square are a copious amount of people, seemingly protesting, or hopefully celebrating, but sadly their expressions allude to the former. “So, now what?”
(sorry for being brief, I am typing from my mobile.)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

Now walking through Imperis, without much conversation. I really had no response for the murderer. Not anything against her as a person, I just didn’t have an adequate response. At least not one that I could be troubled to respond with. That may imply a lack of social effort on my behalf, and it may very well be right. However, I think I am just not one to talk about past. I never do, and even when small snips of information pass my lips, they are thoroughly screened and processed before I expel them as words. Thus, it isn’t the most practical conversation topic for me. That being said, I can discuss food, considering I am incredibly hungry, and I am sure she is as well.

I walk alongside her a little bit longer, walking through the vast city before I finally decide to disclose my location. “Okay, Maya, I have kept you waiting long enough. I guiding our path to Yuvil Square. It being of a large nature, I am sure it will have a decent eatery. It will likely be a little bit crowded, due to the festivities, but that also means that there is less chance of sticking out. Besides, I never go towards that part of town.”

Hopefully she doesn’t object. Honestly, if she did, I am not sure if I would change the location or not. I have already set my mind on this location, but then again, we all need to learn to compromise. Normally, I would doubt that somebody in her situation would argue with me over something, but she has already surprised me at least once. Surprising a prophetic man is not an easy task to accomplish. Well, surprising him in the present is difficult to achieve.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

Now alone and in my bedroom, I shed my clothing and step into the shower. As the warm water splashes upon my skin, my thoughts are bombarded with thoughts. Normally I am indeed a thinker, but not one to devote his thinking to just one thing. This was an exception. I am harboring a murderer within my walls. Speaking aloud to into the water, “No Quint, it is nothing like that, and I haven’t gone soft as you say. Yes, it could cost me my life, or job, but its what I think is right. I looked into her mind, I think you are forgetting I am the one who does that. I have never been the brutal fighter that you are, and you know you aren’t the same kind of man as me.”

With that last statement closing the mental argument with Quint, I step outside of the shower, now feeling clean and refreshed for the first time since early yesterday. Strolling over to my closet, covered by my towel, I decide that I probably shouldn’t go with anything to flashy, due to who I will be traveling with. After a brief moment of thought, I reach in and grab a pair of black, denim jeans, along with silken undergarment. I proceed to remove the towel, and replace it with the articles of clothing in my hand. Now clothed from the waist down, I walk over to my window, and after gazing briefly at my faint reflection, I open the window. Feeling the temperature around me, I decide that a short sleeved piece would be better, considering that it isn’t quite cold. Walking back to my closet, I reach into it and grabbing a shirt at random, I pull out a dark, long-sleeve green shirt with a black crest on the back. Interestingly enough, the crest represents the family I learned from when I was being educated overseas, so it has a very foreign look. _So much for my plan on a short sleeve. At least it matches my eyes. Anyways, I guess I should leave the safety of my own quarters, and thus I walk out, slipping on a pair of black shoes on the way out.

Now descending down the stairs I spot Maya in the front hall. She was wearing the attire that I found her in. Somewhat shocking that she would wear the clothes she killed for around me after my choice to help her. That is a bit of a bold statement. Or so I believe until Quint points out that it was probably all she really had. I guess that is a valid point, so I keep my mouth shut until I reach the front hall. Now standing before her, the height difference was more noticeable than I previously thought. Now speaking aloud to the criminal, “So, I take it you are ready to depart?”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

I’ve always been interested in learning Polish. Then I was informed that grammatically, the month of February is treated as an adjective (meaning intensely cold). Lolnope
Maybe learn Basque.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Pretend it's beef- Forum game

Looks better.than coke machine.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

Hard to believe I am convincing with a murderer and a thief within the welcome walls of my own home. I know Quint does not approve of such action, I myself am not even sure if I approve, but hopefully an end shall justify the means. I could also use some food to justify my hunger. “Well, the food situation is the same as last night. This means I will need to head out to acquire a proper meal. Normally this may not be the case, due to your slight notability, but due to the festival, you can feel free to tag along.”

Before receiving a response, I begin strolling to my bedroom. I am not particularly inpatient, just not one to wait for things to happen for me. I still need to start my morning with a shower and.change of clothes before I set out to do anything or go anywhere.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

I awake to my murderous guest lightly nudging me into a state of being awake. Sadly, the concept of morning does not occur to me at first. So quickly, I scramble to my feet, ready to defend myself. That is until I see the early shades of light piercing through the window, blinds pushed aside.

“Wake up? Yeah, I mean, yes. Good morning. I see you’re up. Well obviously but well you know.”

I guess it is rather evident that I am not much of a morning person. I could honestly sleep for eighteen hours, and eat a pastry before returning to sleep. Sadly, a regular job prevents such behavior. In reality, that is probably for the better.

Now more composed, I address Maya with formality in my voice, unlike the groggy mumbling of before. “Oh, by the way, you might be interested in knowing that all of my employees have the day off so that they can enjoy the festival.”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell Sign-up and Discussion Thread

I read sign ups more than anything, especially appearance.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

After a little bit she chooses a room to claim as hers for the.night. Oddly enough, she dismisses me under the pretense that I need sleep. I arguably could, I’m just not sure if I want to close the mind link. After some consideration, I do. “Feel free to think whatever thoughts you wish in privacy. I am no longer a presence within your conscious.”

As I turn to walk out the door, I begin to grow less and less trusting of Maya Kolz. In hindsight, it is much easier to trust somebody when you know what they are thinking. As I close the door on my way out, I call out to Maya, wishing her a goodnight."

As soon as the door is shut, I slump to the ground against it. My mind has had to maintain a constant link for quite some time, combined with the previous usage of magic throughout the day, combined with the stress from the casino attack ,and the possible repercussion of my actions, I really couldn’t take much more. In fact, I’m not even going to get back up, Quint. Laying down against the outside of her door I fall asleep at least knowing that I will know if she tries sneaking outwards during the night.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Helltank's Big Bad Bastard Mafia[#helltankisabastard2013, post game discussion]

sign

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

Walking through the corridors that I call a house, when Maya calls me out on the early passage to sleep. “You don’t have to sleep soon, I personally don’t sleep all to much, so if you wish to stay up, be my guest.”

Well that was a bit of an ironic usage of words, but I continue down the passage until she finds a room of her choosing when I crack a small smile. There is really no need to mention why, I am sure she would understand. It was soon after this that she attempts to bring up a conversation about pets. I find it somewhat odd that they have a detest towards cats, but I could understand why. They often have an air of self entitlement, and are overall disgusting. “If I had any pets, you would of seen them by now. I actually enjoy the company of others, human, or not. I had a dog most of my younger life, but it died whilst I was outside of Imperis. Nowadays, I don’t really have the free time to commit to a pet. Well, that is kind of a lie, but I choose not to just because of my fluctuating schedule.”

I wonder how long it will be until she finds a room of her choice, I am fairly athletic, but anybody would be tired of walking after a day like mine. It has really involved quite a copious amount of walking. As I await for her to respond, I can’t help but wonder if I would of died back in that house if she knew combat was not one of my strongsuits. In fact, if she were to come to that conclusion, I might find myself out of a life, and house.

[My terrible jokes often piss Jon off to no extent. Some of them I make just for the sake of his reaction.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

I crack a slight smile as she believes she caught me in an error. “The headquarters know how I operate. I’ve been considered to be different, compared to the rest of the force,” I then raise one finger in the air signifying for Maya to wait one second, and during that pause, I deliver a swift kick to a large desk, causing a drawer to slide open l, overflowing with folders.

“You see, I create my own notes, and file them like so. I saw exactly how you killed those people, and if it weren’t for your lack of escape, every detail would be written on one of these pages. Once I have enough time, I deliver these to a lower ranking officer, who handles the arrest. I get assigned a task, but I personally don’t report back. If everyone reported in, the big wigs would be to busy dealing with the problems they create. Simple delegation of authority.”

I begin to walk away from the desk, not bothering to clean up the papers that fell. There is a time and place for everything. “So, you want to pick out your room?”

(Just don’t get lost with all of the plot events. I should probab kill myself after that cheap pun.)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

I watch, both the words she projects and the emotion they carry, as well as the thoughts racing through her mind before she realizes how much her temper escalated in such a short amount of time. She really does seem to be a basket case. I hope I won’t regret my course of action with this character. She definitely had a less than stellar life, but I cannot honestly say that I know what it’s like. Maybe I should address the animosity she has built up towards her siblings. Even if I do address that, today is not the day.

Now that she has calmed down somewhat, I can only pray that I am not in the eye of the hurricane. I look towards Maya, careful not to touch the subject of her past and unleash another tempest. “Well, I’ve had to speak with him a couple of times, and I’ve heard his speeches, and witnessed his methods. In all honesty, I want him gone.”

I highly doubt Thunderblade would appreciate me speaking negatively about him to a criminal I should of apprehended, but there are a lot of things I don’t appreciate about him. “I don’t see eye to eye with him.”

(For the time being, yes. However this was from my phone.)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

“I wouldn’t of expected you to make a specific request, which is really quite the statement, considering who I am. In regards to the bedrooms here, every one of them but one links to a bathroom. The only one that doesn’t was meant for small children, which I highly doubt you would want to stay in. In all honesty, I haven’t seen some of these rooms in years. I could have a scientific lab, ran by renegades within these walls without me noticing. I spend a lot of time out of my home, and even when I am here, I don’t go on too many expeditions. You would likely be as lost as me. So, in regards to that, feel free to explore and pick the room of your desire.”

Now, walking out of the kitchen, I walk towards the front door, where I hang up my Enforcer’s jacket on the coat rack. I then look into a small imprint in the door, after a second of my gaze, an audible locking sound is heard. Walking back over towards my guest, “So, mind if I ask what your opinion is on Christopher Thunderblade?”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

After I finish my salad, I politely await for the criminal to finish her salad, before I address her. “I am positive you must be exhausted, both mentally and physically. If you wish, I could show you to any bedroom of your choice where you may retire for the night. Or, if you wish you can still leave. However I don’t advise it. Today has been a bad day for Imperis.”

(Sorry for being late and short. I don’t have computer access, for a little bit.)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Darkspell (Game Thread)

Edward York Lawrence

I think for a second about both her question, and the question of what to create for.dinner. “No. I don’t know him. Than again, I spent a large part of my youth away from home. My welcome back gift was a home of solitude. To be honest, I got rid of the walls for a different reason than what I said before. I was sick of looking at those white walls. The stains were removed but deep down, I could still see my parent’s blood sprayed across the plaster. Anyways, I hope you don’t mind meatless dishes. I don’t have any meat on me. I always order it fresh from a local band of hunters. Some may find that extravagant, in reality, I am giving them a customer.”

Walking up to my pantry, I open it revealing a small garden of vegetables and herbs, made ultra portable my those who implemented my garden. “They grow faster than I can eat them, so every week or so, I send a servant out into the slums to help the less fortunate. We could have no hunger, but most people are too concerned with profit.”

Using these vegetables, I quickly create a simple.salad. It may be a complex symphony of flavors harmonizing together, but the appearance is nothing extravagant or elaborate.