*For a moment time slows down, the screams of the crowd grow dim, and the spotlight shining over me almost appears angelic as I look up and prepare for the worst.*
One thought remains...why did I refuse to ask for directions?
(Maybe another could join in and change the trajectory of the tale...)
(Maybe another could join in and change the trajectory of the tale...)
Yeah, I have an idea...
*a hulking orange Minecraft sheep leaps into the ring and tackles your opponent* "I'M NOT ABOUT TO LET YOU GET THE WIN JUST BECAUSE THIS GUY STOLE MY SPOT!!"
*A few large and oddly blocky orange trucks roll in, bringing supplies to start the construction of a small fortress. Several orange Minecraft sheep step out and most get right to work, but two stay on the street*
"Isn't the General supposed to be supervising our work?"
"He said he was late for something. And he blamed me for it. And, uh, my ear's still ringing..."
Okay I just realized this is in the City Roleplay forum and I went and brought in my Minecraft sheep... This felt like a not-too-serious place. If needed my pigeons and I can shoo the sheep away.
*For a moment time slows down, the screams of the crowd grow dim, and the spotlight shining over me almost appears angelic as I look up and prepare for the worst.*
One thought remains...why did I refuse to ask for directions?
(Maybe another could join in and change the trajectory of the tale...)
Okay I just realized this is in the City Roleplay forum and I went and brought in my Minecraft sheep... This felt like a not-too-serious place. If needed my pigeons and I can shoo the sheep away.
(Maybe another could join in and change the trajectory of the tale...)
Yeah, I have an idea...
*a hulking orange Minecraft sheep leaps into the ring and tackles your opponent* "I'M NOT ABOUT TO LET YOU GET THE WIN JUST BECAUSE THIS GUY STOLE MY SPOT!!"
*I scurry away, exiting the arena a bit dizzy before turning around and asking one of the Minecraft sheep for directions.*
"My good-er-sheep, can you direct me to the Psychiatrist Office?" *In the background, the opponent taps out of the ring and calls in his ally, who immediately tackles me. Lifting me in the air, he then throws me into the ring with the Orange Minecraft Sheep.*
*looks back at the rest of the RP* Yeah, this looks like one I can do.
[snipped quote, Shadowind requests aid]
Yeah, I have an idea...
*a hulking orange Minecraft sheep leaps into the ring and tackles your opponent* "I'M NOT ABOUT TO LET YOU GET THE WIN JUST BECAUSE THIS GUY STOLE MY SPOT!!"
*I scurry away, exiting the arena a bit dizzy before turning around and asking one of the Minecraft sheep for directions.*
"My good-er-sheep, can you direct me to the Psychiatrist Office?" *In the background, the opponent taps out of the ring and calls in his ally, who immediately tackles me. Lifting me in the air, he then throws me into the ring with the Orange Minecraft Sheep.*
*the sheep you spoke with shrugs* "I just got here. If anyone, the General might know, he's apparently been here--" *he stops talking once you're tackled*
*the sheep inside the ring initially ignores you* "Why do you two keep getting this guy involved? Is it because fighting General Flame makes you look WEAK?"
*Flame then approaches you, looking ready to chuck you out of the ring*
*I scurry away, exiting the arena a bit dizzy before turning around and asking one of the Minecraft sheep for directions.*
"My good-er-sheep, can you direct me to the Psychiatrist Office?" *In the background, the opponent taps out of the ring and calls in his ally, who immediately tackles me. Lifting me in the air, he then throws me into the ring with the Orange Minecraft Sheep.*
*the sheep you spoke with shrugs* "I just got here. If anyone, the General might know, he's apparently been here--" *he stops talking once you're tackled*
*the sheep inside the ring initially ignores you* "Why do you two keep getting this guy involved? Is it because fighting General Flame makes you look WEAK?"
*Flame then approaches you, looking ready to chuck you out of the ring*
*Still dazed, I look at General Flame and frantically wave my hands in the air.*
"I am told you might know where the Psychiatrist Office is. I'm up for an-" *Seeing the General growl in anger I quickly change my tune.* "NO-no, I'll-I'll just walk myself."
*Standing on my tippy toes, I chuck myself out of the ring and am immediately surrounded by fans of the Opponent throwing popcorn and crumbled paper at me. Poking my head out from under the crowd ontop of me, I kindly thank the random shrugging sheep for his help.*
*the sheep you spoke with shrugs* "I just got here. If anyone, the General might know, he's apparently been here--" *he stops talking once you're tackled*
*the sheep inside the ring initially ignores you* "Why do you two keep getting this guy involved? Is it because fighting General Flame makes you look WEAK?"
*Flame then approaches you, looking ready to chuck you out of the ring*
*Still dazed, I look at General Flame and frantically wave my hands in the air.*
"I am told you might know where the Psychiatrist Office is. I'm up for an-" *Seeing the General growl in anger I quickly change my tune.* "NO-no, I'll-I'll just walk myself."
*Standing on my tippy toes, I chuck myself out of the ring and am immediately surrounded by fans of the Opponent throwing popcorn and crumbled paper at me. Poking my head out from under the crowd ontop of me, I kindly thank the random shrugging sheep for his help.*
*Still dazed, I look at General Flame and frantically wave my hands in the air.*
"I am told you might know where the Psychiatrist Office is. I'm up for an-" *Seeing the General growl in anger I quickly change my tune.* "NO-no, I'll-I'll just walk myself."
*Standing on my tippy toes, I chuck myself out of the ring and am immediately surrounded by fans of the Opponent throwing popcorn and crumbled paper at me. Poking my head out from under the crowd ontop of me, I kindly thank the random shrugging sheep for his help.*
*A random audience member robs the baguette and begins whacking the Psychiatrist Intern with it.*
Hey, I was eating that! :P *Pulls out a weapon.* :P
*I squeeze my hand out from underneath the pile and grab it*
"Everyone, let me go-LET ME GO!"
*The crowd of angry fans back away. I too attempt at exiting the arena, but trips on a spilled can of popcorn. The weapon misfires...blasting out water.*
"Hey, get her!" *The fans of the Opponent begin to make a mad dash for the exit.*
*I run away with my arms flying as if they were made of spagetti.*
*the sheep you spoke with shrugs* "I just got here. If anyone, the General might know, he's apparently been here--" *he stops talking once you're tackled*
*the sheep inside the ring initially ignores you* "Why do you two keep getting this guy involved? Is it because fighting General Flame makes you look WEAK?"
*Flame then approaches you, looking ready to chuck you out of the ring*
*Still dazed, I look at General Flame and frantically wave my hands in the air.*
"I am told you might know where the Psychiatrist Office is. I'm up for an-" *Seeing the General growl in anger I quickly change my tune.* "NO-no, I'll-I'll just walk myself."
*Standing on my tippy toes, I chuck myself out of the ring and am immediately surrounded by fans of the Opponent throwing popcorn and crumbled paper at me. Poking my head out from under the crowd ontop of me, I kindly thank the random shrugging sheep for his help.*
*I squeeze my hand out from underneath the pile and grab it*
"Everyone, let me go-LET ME GO!"
*The crowd of angry fans back away. I too attempt at exiting the arena, but trips on a spilled can of popcorn. The weapon misfires...blasting out water.*
"Hey, get her!" *The fans of the Opponent begin to make a mad dash for the exit.*
*I run away with my arms flying as if they were made of spagetti.*
*I squeeze my hand out from underneath the pile and grab it*
"Everyone, let me go-LET ME GO!"
*The crowd of angry fans back away. I too attempt at exiting the arena, but trips on a spilled can of popcorn. The weapon misfires...blasting out water.*
"Hey, get her!" *The fans of the Opponent begin to make a mad dash for the exit.*
*I run away with my arms flying as if they were made of spagetti.*
{Note}The weapon was actually a water gun...and upon realizing they were fooled the crowd are now chasing the Apprentice who is running away like a mad man...
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Yeah, this looks like one I can do. 
This felt like a not-too-serious place. 
This felt like a not-too-serious place. 
If needed my pigeons and I can shoo the sheep away. 
