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The Cornerian Complex


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(Elite, here's a tip; try to stay in one tense while you write. You have "enters" and then "walked", try sticking to past tense, it usually makes things easier to comprehend for others :D)

The dog began to stir and began to sit up slowly to view the sitting area with his bloodshot eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he had gotten a good sleep, and the alcohol in his system surely wasn't helping. With one more glance around he noticed a newcomer, but decided to shrug it off. He took another swig of his drink and rested his head back onto the counter, satisfied.

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As the vulpine drank his coffee, a sensation stole over his mind, a sort of searching, Someone tried to read his mind. "Not that they'll get far." Thought the vulpine "I only happen to be immune it. WHo is this intruder however?" And why is everybody doing nothing?"

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The vulpine thought in his head "if anyone spills my coffee, well there will be a kneebar."

Daniel had enough adventure for one day,so he exited the room and noticed a vulpine standing alone in the lobby.

Daniel walked up to him.

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I'm gonna break character for a seconds to reply to this crazyfooin's message. Ok, acknowledged.

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The vulpine finished his coffee, and said to himself "well, there's no excitement to be found here. I should go and find a place to crash, and then tomorrow, we'll see."

The Vulpine walked out of the room and began to walk up the high street.

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Drake flipped over in his bed, attempting to sleep. He couldn't.

Drake stood up and walked across the room, grabbing his trenchcoat as he walked. It was 2:00 in the morning. He walked down a few flights of stairs, exhausted but still alert.

The streets were still almost empty, save for the late-night shoppers. Drake noticed a bar shoved into a corner. "Just what I need to put me out." He mumbled to himself as he walked in the entrance.

There was a canine lying on the bar like a sack of potatoes. A little whiskey was stuck to his fur. Drake walked over and sat down next to the dog, ordering a sake as he sat.

"Had a little too much, did you?" He said, glancing at the canine and the pile of empty shot glasses that were his pillow next to him.

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(Elite, for future reference, when you break character you should type in parenthesis. Also, edit posts rather than double-posting, it makes this less cluttered :D)

The canine began to sit up once more, he swayed gently and knocked over his whiskey, but managed to stand up. It was quite obvious to anyone watching that he was more than tipsy. He began to make his way over toward the one whom he'd never met, but it was slow going as he could barely walk.

(Dammit Lonewolf, you ninja'd me! XD EDITING)

The dog seemed to not hear the person that had just sat next to him as he didn't make an attempt to acknowledge their presence.

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The vulpine continued his walk up the street, until he happened upon a tavern.

"oh good," thought the Vulpine "maybe I'll find some information there, and i might just get a drink. and who knows, maybe of them will be stupid enough to challenge me to a bar fight, that'll be fun. I'll show them the suicide choke."

The Vulpine entered the bar, eyed the patrons quickly and said to the bartender, i'll have a beer thanks."

Sitting down on a stool, The Vulpine smiled as he noticed an intoxicated dog on the bar.

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In typical Darius fashion, the Vulpine asked "had a bit much to drink mate? Try the pepper sauce, i'll fix you up really well."

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In typical Darius fashion, the Vulpine asked "had a bit much to drink mate? Try the pepper sauce, it'll fix you up really well."

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"woah," said Darius, clutching his head he said "was that an echo, or is this some strong beer?"

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The canine began to walk up to the vulpine that had just entered. His thought process was skewed heavily, most likely due to his recent heavy intake of alcohol. He began to stare at him for a bit, although the dog was not entirely sure why he was doing it himself. He glanced backward, took one more look at the vulpine, and collapsed onto the cold tile floor, knocking him out-cold.

(Sorry, I have to go for five minutes or so, I'll be back soon! And Elite, avoid posting twice (or three times+) in a row, use the EDIT function to add more to your post if you'd like :D)

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The vulpine interestedly and said "this is some strong beer."

Darius moved towards the canine, stood him up and placed him into one of the booths.

he said "don't go throwing up, I'll tell you why later."

The vulpine sat on the other side of the booth, carefully studying the canine's intoxicated condition.

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The vulpine took a gulp of his beer, signaled the bartender and said "what do we do with him?"

The bartender replied "just leave him there i guess, he'll come to soon."

The vulpine muttered, "sure he will."

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The vulpine finsihed his beer, and said "well, i can't just hang around here all night."

He tilted teh canine's head towards the floor and then left the building, ready to find a place to sleep.

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(Elite, be careful about posting twice in a row, it's against the rules, use the EDIT function to add more to your post if you please :))

After some time the drunken canine began to stir. He slowly came to and attempted to stand up. He fell back several times, but on his third try he was finally able to stand up and hold his balance. He glanced at the vulpine one last time before fishing what appeared to be a set of car-keys from his pocket and starting for the exit of the tavern.

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oh twice in a row, i thought you mean the same thing twice, ok, i've got it. I'm sorry, but i understand now, it's just it's not moving.

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(I know, sometimes you just have to wait for other posters though :D, and use parenthesis when speaking out of character, it's standard procedure. Sorry if I wasn't being clear before :lol:)

(Ballisticwaffles, I see you reading this topic, post dammit! :lol:)

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The vulpine walked up the street, the cool air brushed against his face as he entered a hotel lobby. It wasn't a glamorous 5-star hotel, but it would do for his purposes.

He quickly selected and paid for a small room, and upon entering it, he got on the bed and began to sleep.

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The extremely intoxicated canine began to stumble his way into the direction of the parking lot. Keys in hand, he began to search the endless rows of vehicles for the particular one that he came to the complex with. He continued to bumble, fall over, and make a complete fool of himself for quite some time before he located a rusted brown work van that his key actually fit into. He unlocked the doors and climbed into the driver's seat, slumping over the wheel for a moment's rest.

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(Question: what are the rules of time dilation? like, my character just fell asleep, how long until the morning?)

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(Question: what are the rules of time dilation? like, my character just fell asleep, how long until the morning?)

(Whenever you'd like, or you could always have your character wake up and state the time in your posts, as long as it doesn't contradict anything else :D)

(Oh, and just for the info there is a max post count of 15 posts per RP per day not including this parenthesis talk)

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(way to ruin the fun in life)

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(XD, it was a reform needed, if you saw the RP section before you'd know why :lol:)

The canine finally rose from his position over the steering wheel, he had unknowingly been honking the horn the entire time. Now up, he inserted the keys into the ignition and started the aging van. He was too intoxicated to see straight, but that wouldn't stop him! He toed the gas pedal slightly, moving forward and bumping the car in front of him hard enough to leave a dent in its bumper. He then, with much effort, managed to shift into reverse and started to depress the accelerator again.

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(or triple posting Elite just edit your last post if no one else has posted trust me on this I had the same problem :notimpressed: )

Vanessa decided is was time for a vacation, 'The Cornarian Complex, sounds like a good time', Vanessa thought to herself as she walked in to the complex.

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