"I cannot be sure, but I agree with the guardsmen. We should get moving, I suggest that shiny object at the top of the mountain there. But we will probably have to spend the night on the way. OOC:Speaking of which, is it already night or morning or whatever time it is?
OOC: Pretty much night time over here Soo, I'll be heading out to bed soon (Not immediately but soon).. Now that I think of it... Did you mean in game? or not?
In game, by the way did you see that Byorn has't been on SINCE SATURDAY?!?!? Gentlemen, I fear the worst, he may have a life
OOC: A LIFE?! LET ME CHANGE THAT! I have a few games here and there.. Some books too if he's into those. I'll make him lifeless and he'll join us for the rest of his life! *Mad laughter*
OOC:Sorry guys,i made a typo in the Day one post,it was meant to say 10:00 instead of 00:10. So yeah,its morning. And no i didnt notice Bjorn hasnt been online.A pity really.If he doesnt show up by tomorrow i suppose i will just move it foward without him.
OOC: Heading home now, since my parents are visiting me until wednesday next week I spend most of my evening time with them, soooo c ya latest tomorrow xD
OOC: sorry im back, been busy (its odd for me not to be on this forum at least every day ) *Jeremiah awoke with his vision blurry, but assumed it was from the crash and it would go away, he checked his pack for supplies, he found: a rather long, silver looking knife... well... a bayonet length silver looking knife his bundled up camo-cloak a shotgun with a shortened barrel and a folding stock so as to fit easily in a pack, fully loaded with 6 shells, but unfortunately no backup shells, he would have to be careful he then checked himself for injuries, none apparent other than some bruises... WAIT! he thought to himself as a sudden fear ran through him, his hand thrust into his left breast pocket, and hurriedly unbuttoned it, and the fear drained away as he hand felt the familiar object* "Throne! i still have Anna!" *he said aloud to himself with a somewhat sad smile on his face, drawing quite a few odd looks from the other survivors as he buttoned it back* *he attaches the long knife to his waist, flips the camo cloak on, uses one end as a hood (but the hood is behind his head, not on yet), and leaving the shotgun out of sight in the pack on his back under his cloak while walking over to the other survivors* "hello lads, good to see you all again" *at this point he noticed the blurriness with which he had been seeing at a distance had not gone away* "DAMN IT!" *he then turns around and searches near where he 'landed' and finds a broken, severely shattered pair of glasses lying in the sand* "FETHING SON OF A BITCH! *he screamed as he hurled the broken frames into the nearby jungle, closing his eyes for a second to calm down* "well then, anyone got any ideas?" OOC: the thing is his pocket is not anything that would help him survive, so i hope its all right if he has that extra little item, ill reveal what it is later, but it means a lot to this character also, imagine a scottish accent, as Tanith are basically Scottish ninjas in space
Dont worry,like i said,this is a RP to be taken slowly.Lets just hope your character doesnt die before he actually manages to reveal what his trinket is.
OOC: And here I was making my personal book also part of my backpack whereas Bjorn can have an entire extra object..... Would have taken ammo instead of dat darn book if I could have had it extra but nooo I sacrificed my 1 slot for a darn personal-important object that has no use for survival xD
OOC:I thought your book was meant as a toilet paper of sorts,and as such,semi-essencial for survival. But go ahead,add something else,as long as the book is really 100% useless.
