TheLineTrotter

Ha, i`m perfectly fine with that... i`m not sure I could play Pinkie very well `

Personally, i`m far more interested in the first idea if you still want to do that one.

Well, you found someone for the OC roleplay... do you still want to do the rainbowpie RP? That actually sounds kind of interesting, even if it's outside my pairings.

I do, though I imagine that's hard to believe... i`ve just been very busy. I can post by tommarrow, if you'd still let me in and if we continue this.

@@Mixbeat, BTW, what about DLC? Would we be playing through any or all of them?

I don't currently own the game on steam... (I have played it before)... but with the Steam Summer sale just around the corner, I DO plan to pick it up if it gets a price-slash.

Only the blackest reaches of hell. @,

Name: Garret Walker Preferred Weapon: Sword and Shield combo. Race: Orsimer Job: Mercenary Description: To be added

@@Guardian Braveheart, @, Vincent stared straight at Renatus, even as he heard Knight shouting at him... although his eyes darted towards the stallion as he spoke of attacking her if provoked. He nodded slightly at that: after all, if she provoked them, he could not blame them for fighting back... when the Changeling spoke of attacking her if she had slaves, Vincent made a lunging motion towards him... but stopped, mostly trying to intimidate the Changeling. He turned towards Knight as he heard them spoke... they were heading the same way he was..." I`ll come along... saftey in numbers, and all that." He figured it was for the best... that pair from before seemed more likely to shoot them in the back than pay them... he mentioned, like Renatus, stopping her if she had slaves... "Look... I... I understand you have to go after her if you see she has slaves but... you don't understand. She'd not a fighter, never was... you don't have to kill her..." he said, in a rare moment of desperation, his eyes growing soft as an almost desperate look came over him... before stiffening and returning his expression to it's normal complexion,walking out the door.

Name: Walter Marshall Species: Human Appearance: (to be added) Age: Technically, 75 due to oversleep. Physically, he's 27. Rank: Lance Corporal Position: Engineer Bio:(To be added) ------

@, Vincent glanced at the gun pointed at his face by the Changeling, staring down over the barrel into Renatus' eyes. It was a fair enough question, and part of Vincent knew it. Even not having really heard the recording about Renatus' imprisonment, he could understand the concerns, especially with how... violent Vincent had become.It seemed he was only now truly coming out of his stupor. "I`ve saved your life from that Enclave pony twice over, Renatus. You owe it to me to stand down." Vincent said plainly, glaring at the Changeling from down the barrel of the gun. If he was afraid of getting shot, he didn't show it. "And I have a right to my own secrets... suffice to say, I give you my word, on my honor as a merc, I have no plans to sell you off or take her to her to be captured.I will not, however, stand idly by while you hunt her down to kill her by draining her..." @@Guardian Braveheart,

I'd like to join, but i`m tired as hell right now. I`ll submit a character tomorrow.

@@Guardian Braveheart, Oh, yeah, it is. Sometimes I forget not everyone has played Mass Effect xD

@@Guardian Braveheart, You know, Knight kinda reminds me of Garrus... "Easier to see things in black and white... grey... I don't know what to do with grey."

Vincent's mind cleared... slightly. But he was angry... his blood boiling as he looked at Knight, the drunken pony as he was choked. The question only seemed to anger him more, making him roar again. It was unfair, to be certain. Knight didn't know. As far as he knew, Ana was just another slaver. And... well, Vincent had never directly interfered with someone going after her before... he'd seen her poster, known she had a bounty, but for some reason... with the memory dug back up, he had lost himself... part of him still just saw Ana as the little mare he knew growing up, with an overgrown mane who wasn't happy with where she was in life, who was sick of seeing her dad and Vincent come home injured and scarred with only a few caps to show for their work, often gone for months and weeks doing jobs with her unsure if they were alive or dead. Vincent's voice was a low, threatening growl as he stared deeply into Knight's eyes, a fire burning in his pupils. "Listen closely... you go after her... you hunt her down... you mention killing her... anything... i`ll rip off your own hooves and beat you to death with them..." he seemed to hold the drunken knight's throat abit longer, for emphasis, before finally loosening his grip. @@Guardian Braveheart, (Yeah... Vincent can be kinda bloodthirsty... )

@@Guardian Braveheart, Finally posted, sorry about that. If you feel it was god-mody for Vincent to tackle Knight, i`ll edit the post.

@@Guardian Braveheart, @, Vincent was... well, quite plainly, completely out of it. He sat on the dirty, stained, disgusting couch and staring off into space. The nightmare, even if the others obviously didn't know about it, left him rather unhinged and deep in thought. It had dug up memories and fears he had buried long ago... rather forcefully. The two talking before him? Ignored. Renatus screaming and bucking around the room? Completely missed by the season merc. What did eventually bring him out of his stupor was the mention of a slaver, of hearing Anaphora's name... him instantly perking up and looking at Knight, whom seemed to imply they hunt down Anaphora... and feed allow Renatus to feed off her emotions, draining her. Vincent flipped, instantly launching himself towards the Stable pony, rolling across the floor of the motel room until he pinned him to the nearby wall, roaring loudly like a lion directly into the stallion's face. "No!" he screamed angrilly, wrapping a talon around the stallion's throat, huffing angrilly and he glared daggers. Normally, Vincent wouldn't have done this... but he was shaken by the nightmare, and the idea of someone hunting down his childhood friend, someone who was like family, a little sister to him...

@@Guardian Braveheart, Thanks a bunch, man! I`ll jump on it... but can I just know where you and Renatus are? And who else is with you two?

@@Scribblegroove, Man, I can't really complain considering i`ve been gone about a month without a word. Anyway, if you were to post that excuse/introduction for Trickster... well, i`d personally be very thankful. @, Well, good to hear! I`ll try and read up on some missed post when I can, and post soon. I again apologize for my general asshole-ness.

@@Guardian Braveheart, I`ll wait until I can get offical confirmation from Suri that i`m not kicked out, but that sounds alright. Vincent might even be willing to share info on Ana... not sure how much though, i`ll have to think that through... anyway, if Scribble is gone... well, we'll have to work our way around it somehow.

SWEET CELESTIA, BUCK ME, BUCK ME BUCK ME! I`M A BUCKIN' IDIOT! *ahem*. That is to say... well, quite simply, i`d love to continue in the RP if I can get a quick summary on what i`ve missed... assuming you`ll still have me. I'd understand if not, though, as i`ve royally bucked this all up...

@@Scribblegroove, It's not because of you, Scribble, don't worry. Just life being FUBAR in general at the moment is all, making it a bit hard to get myself to sit down and read all the new replies and type mine out. Don't worry, things have settled lately, so I should make a post by later today.

Everyone, Id like to apologize for dissapearing for awhile and without warning. I just started a new job, and i`ve been busy between that and classes and by the time I got home for the day, I was completely drained. I hope to reply soon, and again, I apologize... I`ve been loving this RP, but after leaving like that... I would understand if you wished for me to be kicked from the roleplay.

@@notten1, Hm. Well, I suppose that could work. He's kinda going to be.. well, probably just abit older than what one would consider a 'colt', so him having a business or anything could be odd.