Shiina raises his neck and looks upward at the obsessive man, clearly not too fond of what he thinks are his unessecary actions. A portion of the drink brimmed from the tip of the bottle, clearly staining the bottom of Shiina's tunic. With eyes partially wide, he replies to his first statement in a cocky tone.
"Its just a drink, bro. Relax. You take seconds off of your life saoring a drink, when you know it'll be gone before you manage a blink. Thats like falling in love with a girl you know would leave you without moments notice."
He looks up, then replies to his second question. "I'm thinking of going to camden point. It has some navy presence there, and they might even ship us to an isolated area where we won't have any connection to the infected mainland. Worse case scenario, they'll probably have a few weapons for us to use...
{Haha, it doesn't come to you just like that. You gotta keep working on it friend. I used to role play with single line sentences all the time. But then I gradually grew more and more in depth with my style (it may also help that I am a writer.. xD), and thus I role play the way I do today after several years of growing. You'll get there sooner or later, if you really want to. ^^}Stan sits in the back of the car, in silence. He pulls his hand into his coat sleeve and begins to slowly wipe the blood from his face. As hes wiping his face, he randomly says, "Zombies are messy."
(Yep... Zero creativity skills. This is not gonna work out.)
(Thanks but, I've never had any creativity skills. The best I can do in drawing is a asymmetrical circle. The best I can do in writing is basically what I've been typing.){Haha, it doesn't come to you just like that. You gotta keep working on it friend. I used to role play with single line sentences all the time. But then I gradually grew more and more in depth with my style (it may also help that I am a writer.. xD), and thus I role play the way I do today after several years of growing. You'll get there sooner or later, if you really want to. ^^}
(*whistles awkwardly* I still have single line sentences.{Haha, it doesn't come to you just like that. You gotta keep working on it friend. I used to role play with single line sentences all the time. But then I gradually grew more and more in depth with my style (it may also help that I am a writer.. xD), and thus I role play the way I do today after several years of growing. You'll get there sooner or later, if you really want to. ^^}
{Like I said, it used to be the same way with me. You'll get there. If you really do like role playing, then that means you still have the imagination to be able to 'pretend'. xD -- Just gotta let it evolve as time goes, and you have to actually put forth effort to make it so. ^^}(Thanks but, I've never had any creativity skills. The best I can do in drawing is a asymmetrical circle. The best I can do in writing is basically what I've been typing.)
{That isn't a bad thing. FalseBlade just wants to be able to role play in detail, as he describes it, like me. I am just giving him pointers on what I think may help in role play in detail. ^^}(*whistles awkwardly* I still have single line sentences.)
(no time for following suite on this onee, one line says it all.)
Okabe slowly raised his hand and pressed it against his chin, thinking for a moment toward the idea Shiina had announced.
"Mm.. Well, I can see how such a plan can go down in a few different outcomes.. I am pretty sure quite a few people have already had the idea of getting out of this place, and the only two best ways to do that is by plane or boat. Going by car hardly matters, because based off of what I saw when I was on my way to the mall, they have each and every exit of this place sealed off.. The military, I mean.." Okabe explained slowly and calmly, before directing his gaze outward toward his side.
"The point I am trying to make is the likelihood of us gaining passage to one of their transports are very slim, because I am quite sure a variety of people have already had the same idea.. As for the weapons, I have my doubts the military will hand over weapons to civilians, though they actually could be distributing some kind of defensive means, if they plan on keeping people here because they claim no more room in their getaway.."
Okabe closed his eyes momentarily as he returned his gaze back in front of him. He then slowly reached out as he tossed the remaining of the Dr.Pepper to Shiina, slowly sinking his hands into his coat pockets as he nodded.
"Alright then.. You're the boss, just point and I'll get us there."
It has some navy presence there, and they might even ship us to an isolated area where we won't have any connection to the infected mainland. Worse case scenario, they'll probably have a few weapons for us to use...Stan is still wiping blood from his face, but asks anyway. "Why are you going to Camden?" Realizing he said it sort of picky, he says quickly, "Not really that I care; I just wanna know why."
(no time for following suite on this onee, one line says it all.)
Shiina: *takes your hand off his chin* you dont know how to get to camden?
(That makes a hellava lot more sense){Just FYI, his hand was on his own chin.. Not Shiina's. XD}
"I know just fine how to get to Camden. As it stands right now though, the decision is still unofficial, or at least was.If we are going to Camden then, everyone load up." Okabe said as he opened his door, slipping the seat forward so that way those who were still outside, being the siblings could get into the back with ease. Once everyone was loaded in, Okabe got in last, his seat adjusted so that the one behind him had some leg room, as he then closed the car door, buckled himself in and then took the vehicle from park into drive, releasing the break and pushing against the gas just enough to get their speed going and gradually climb higher as they continued toward the decided destination.
'I have a feeling this isn't going to go as smoothly as we might expect it to.. Something tells me that we are better off not going toward the military..' Okabe thought to himself in what some might assume paranoia, but to him was cation based on instinctual gut feeling..
(That makes a hellava lot more sense)
*a zombie comes out of nowhere and shoulder tackles the car from the left side. But that seems to be al the trouble.*
Usero: Holy- .//
Stan jerks back in slight fright and shock, he half heatedly shouts, "What was that?"
(You know that moment when you're doing multiple RPs at once; all with different names? That's what happened.){Waaait a minute.. Who dafuq is "Usero"? o_o}
Okabe grumbled softly as he looked out his window slightly.
"Some rotten bastard getting my car all dirty..!" He mumbled in frustration as he slowly returned his gaze to the road ahead of him.
(Oh, my fault, thats my other rp charaters name){Waaait a minute.. Who dafuq is "Usero"? o_o}
Okabe grumbled softly as he looked out his window slightly.
"Some rotten bastard getting my car all dirty..!" He mumbled in frustration as he slowly returned his gaze to the road ahead of him.
(Dafuq? At least i'm not the only one that dreams of anime.)(What's worse i had a dream bout this anime last night mixed with this rp. I died T_T I was crying when i woke up)