The Wild West...With a Twist of Le-MON.

[Dr.Vice Jameson]

(I'm ready whenever everyone else is)

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Wait for me))

Name: Crest
Age:21
Species: Dire wolf
Gender: Male
Appearance: mainly black with a trench coat in baige and some fingerless gloves
Weapons: Check signature ((made by Zarc))
Extra: Crest sneaked onto one of the ships to fronteria with nothing left for him back at home. He was never mutated though he nearly drank the Le-Mon.

[Dr.Vice Jameson]

(This is now some kind of unofficial Zarconite appreciation thread )

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Lol. Apparently so))

[Dr.Vice Jameson]

(Zarco, if you read this, you're the **censor** bomb)

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

(( amen to that. Although I don't think he's on much anymore although he was yesterday))

[Dr.Vice Jameson]

(Aw, I missed it)

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Yeah. Oh well you may see him again soon))

[Rayleonarde]

((Well then, by all means start. I'll jump in a little later, or run NPC's when necessary. But, I'll give you a place to start.))

The town of Hunter's Retreat was a small, bustling town of roughly 250 folks. The town sat atop a plateau, the only way up was a switchback path up the side. A landing pad, for orbital drops, sat a mile away, and stuck out like a sore thumb. Most of the townsfolk in Hunter's Retreat keep to themselves, but will speak when spoken too. How they respond, however, is based on how they're treated.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Cheers rey))
*crest walked along the street calmly with a smirk to himself* hmm what did I need to get again *he pondered as he jumped to the left side of the street*

[Dr.Vice Jameson]

*some sort of rift opens, and a strange man falls out and onto a sack of potato's* ugh...

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest walks over, understandably, laughing loudly* w-wow.

[Dr.Vice Jameson]

*he reaches his hand out* lend a hand?

Post Merge: October 11, 2015, 07:12:06 PM(Did everyone leave, or did I kill the thread)

[Cecilia Peromi]

Cecil had seen the man fall from the sky. He slowly walked up to him and the fur who was helping him on his feet. "Well, well, I wish I could say that this was strange, but I've seen MUCH stranger. So, what's your name space man?"

[Dr.Vice Jameson]

*he stands up, feeling his back* i'm vice, and this isn't quite as strange as you think *he brushed himself off*