Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-5041507-20140716001620/@comment-5041507-20140727233253

Forrestib felt like slapping himself silly when he figured out that there was actually a student named Farrah Festive. He had thought a player had called his username when really it was just an NPC, calling to another NPC. How did that work anyway? All the NPCs seemed like real people. They talked to each other and overall just seemed perfectly normal. Well, at least normal for teenage killing machines, which Forrestib apparently now was as well. This whole thing just made his head hurt.

He suddenly became very aware of the two massive blades attached to his arms. This didn't seem safe. Then again... He pricked his finger on the tip of one of the blades and watched it heal. I guess the blades are a lot safer to have around when everyone heals like friggin Wolverine thanks to Aura. Man, it was gonna be pretty cool being a badass. Although he would be relatively weak compared to a lot of the other Fanon characters...

Forrestib looked around the courtyard. There were a lot of students here. Certainly a few players would be around here somewhere. I guess if no-one else is going to I'll have to take the social bullet for the team. He yelled at the top of Evan's lungs, "Hey! Are there any other RPers around here?"