Rich Side ~The RP~

[silentdraconis]

More curious than concerned with relative sense, Nick opted for stepping out of a shadow to look around. Not like he could hold her if he wanted to. She was an escape artist queen.
Besides, it was harder to pick illusions apart when you weren't there, magical or not.
And she also enjoyed wreaking havoc with people.
"Where're they at, d'you think?" She inquired, looking over her shoulder from her position by the door. Un-nerving how she could pop out of nowhere like that.  

[justice_prime]

He smiled at the man's humor behind his helmet, but made a regular face when he remembered his clear instructions. "You owe something to someone that is not yours, your mansion has paid for it six times over, i want it for the seventh, it must be returned to it's rightfull owner." His armor began topump a liquid into his blood and a liquid through the armor itself. Time started to slow as his reflexes were made faster, and his focus almost uncompromisable.  

[Kenton Alkemi]

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[MiniPinch]

"No." she said shortly. She walked around the houses a little bit. "But I could be if I wanted to. Her eyes glittered for a second then went back to normal.  

[Sou Jara]

a electronic voice buzzed in justices ear
"justice come in! a priority mission has come up requiring your precence imediently at the clan base!
shelf your current mission for later and withfraw imediently"  

[justice_prime]

He triggered his com "right away" then, with his last actions, he poured out maynase on the ground and got into his dropship, leaving the area. "If anything the smell will do damage. "  

[Kenton Alkemi]

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[Zemblanity Insomnia]

Iris was walking in the darkstreet with he hand on her wound. She coun't belive she was hit. a verry foolish mistake from her. Now, there was no way she couldn even came back to the only place that was able to call "home". Of course it was a real hell but it was still where she belong. Now the only thing left for her was to die. But of course she didn't want to fo it here. That would atract to much attention and she wanted to die alone. She had to find an old bulding or something...but not here...to rich to have something old. And so she left looking for a place to die.  

[Kenton Alkemi]

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[Kethean]

The casual every day citizens of the city began to move off the streets and close themselves in wherever they could as they heard the sounds of a small mob moving towards them.

"Its time boys, take what you can and leave the rest!!" yelled Kethean as he and his small mob of bums began to pillage the lavish city streets for all they were worth.

"Ohh... snazzy." said Kethean as he looked into a shop window that had an expensive sets of golf clubs. He grabbed for the nearest trash bin and threw it through the window and threw the golf bag over his shoulder with one golf club in hand and began to bash in any glass surface he could find. pirate  

[Kenton Alkemi]

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[Kethean]

((*coughs* Forgot to put something before I left...))

The bums of the area along with Kethean grabbed as much as they could before public authorities arrived and although they ran off in different directions they went with the plan to meet back at the Slums.

((scurries off))  

[ZombieJeff]

-----Event-----
The strong winds from Frosty Mountain have carried a bank of clouds over the area. Within minuets, the clouds have spread a pure white blanket over everything in the area.  

[HasmatX]

Hehehe... lots of life, variety of bodies with jucy dark hearts and souls.

in a house a snobby princess was complaining to herself about the food in the next instant she was Milosh's snack.

Tasty.