Hey guys this is a RP from the original LMBs...I'm just copy and pasting this on...
My name is Flash. I am leader of a Resistance group called the Resistance, fighting for their survival. The end has come to the MBs... The Mods have fallen. Topics have crumbled. Users turn on users, desperate to collect likes. Some users have become spammers (zombies). What will you do? Run and hide or stand and fight? Attack the spammers or leg it for the hills? Defence or offence? You decide, as you fight for survival in the MB Apocalypse. Form alliances and collect allies, and form rivalries and collect enemies. As you fight to survive, you will encounter other users, that are willing to do whatever it takes to survive. Will you stand alone, or join with fellow users, fighting for survival? Users will post bios like mine: Name: Flash/Stan Age: 14 Appearance: My avatar, just a little more rough Team: The Resistance Base location: FF, all windows have been smashed and boarded up. All exists have been blocked and there is a fence around the compound, with barb wire rapped around it Likes: Team work, surviving, fighting and Daisy Ridley Dislikes: Spammers, traitors and people trying to harm his team Weapons: Two Escrima Sticks, a pistol, two knives, a sword and a lighter Survival equipment: A small water bottle, emergency food sticks, rope, net, torch Are you ready? Welcome to the end... the MB Apocalypse...
Okay! I'm in. Name: Billy Age: 19 Appearance: Beat up looking suit, Classic Lego sunglasses head, Classic brown Lego hair, Black pants Team: The resistance Base Location: It was destroyed Likes: Building, History, Friends Dislikes: spammers, Thieves Weapons: Pistol, Daggar Supplies/Equipment: Backpack, matches, small water bottles, scavenged snacks, now useless studs, and photos of his friends who were unfortunately taken by savages Old LMB account - CinnamonRoll22
OOC: Huh, that is strange.😋 IC: *Emy takes Kestrel's hand and shakes it. She can't help but notice that he indeed has a strong grip.* *She smiles a little awkwardly,"Uh, no problem!"*
Kestrel then glances at Philip. "This is Philip." He gestures to him. "He has some kinda house around here somewhere."
*Emy looks over at Philip and nods,"Glad to meet you."*
*Emy smiles and takes the pistol from Philip. "Thanks, I really appreciate this. What exactly is so dangerous that I need to protect myself though?"*
Kestrel fans himself with a glove. "Spammers. They're brain dead buffoons who can't type three complete sentences in a post. They'll tear you apart if they get the chance. That's what happened to my sweet... Talitha..." Kestrel begins blankly staring at the wall. A droplet of sweat makes its way down his forehead.
*Emy smiles and takes the pistol from Philip. "Thanks, I really appreciate this. What exactly is so dangerous that I need to protect myself though?"*
Kestrel fans himself with a glove. "Spammers. They're brain dead buffoons who can't type three complete sentences in a post. They'll tear you apart if they get the chance. That's what happened to my sweet... Talitha..." Kestrel begins blankly staring at the wall. A droplet of sweat makes its way down his forehead.
*Emy shivers,"Sounds pretty bad."* OOC: In reply to billythecorndog, (nice name btw!) 👍 IC: *Emy noticed the figure fall. "Hey, guys, I think someone's hurt over there."* *She starts to walk over to see if he is alright.*
OoC: Mind if I join in? *A figure is in the distance. It seems it is another minifigure. It collapses onto the ground*
Kestrel shakes his head, waking from his beginning flashback. He follows Emy out. "Careful. It could be a spammer." He readies his rifle and yells to the figure, "Tell us who you are or I will shoot you from here."
OoC: Mind if I join in? *A figure is in the distance. It seems it is another minifigure. It collapses onto the ground*
Kestrel shakes his head, waking from his beginning flashback. He follows Emy out. "Careful. It could be a spammer." He readies his rifle and yells to the figure, "Tell us who you are or I will shoot you from here."
Philip draws his sword, and walks slowly towards the figure, behind his kite shield.
Kestrel shakes his head, waking from his beginning flashback. He follows Emy out. "Careful. It could be a spammer." He readies his rifle and yells to the figure, "Tell us who you are or I will shoot you from here."
Philip draws his sword, and walks slowly towards the figure, behind his kite shield.
Kestrel shakes his head, waking from his beginning flashback. He follows Emy out. "Careful. It could be a spammer." He readies his rifle and yells to the figure, "Tell us who you are or I will shoot you from here."
Philip draws his sword, and walks slowly towards the figure, behind his kite shield.
"Are you friend or foe?"
*Emy carefully loads her new pistol, while still approaching the fallen person.*
Sig by Sam
