#remingtxn

[darknexsurrounds]

"Just Pull It Already!" (I would appreciate it if you could pick your muse as I can't really pick who would be in such a situation)

Valencia stared down the barrel of the gun pointed at her. She wouldn’t mind death, in fact she’d welcome it. But, she really wanted to know why this person, who she had never seen before in her life, was pointed a gun at her. “Just do it,” she said. “Get it done with.”

@remingtxn

[blood-and-music]

“I know I don’t know you and this might sound really strange, but do you have a room or a spare settee or something I could crash on? I could pay you… I just… I really need someone to help me out right now.” (Hi! 2 trans characters meeting each other sounds cute! Maybe college verse or something.)

((Sounds fun to me! College verse it is~))

Parv opened his dorm door and blinked, surprised to see the strange girl. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Uh, I mean, I have a couch you could crash on? I’m uh, Alex, by the way. Or Parvis.” He held out a hand to shake, giving her a small smile.

[thefluxedscientist]

Remington hadn't been paying attention as she stumbled through the wildlife, her head was deep in the map that she was constructing that she honestly hadn't noticed the scientist. With a sudden 'oof' she thudded into the guy, "H-Hey watch it mortal!" she barked suddenly, not noticing it was in fact her in the wrong. {I hope you are alright with this}

Lalna had originally gone into the woods to collect biological samples for experimentation on, the last thing he expected to was for someone to walk into him, considering how far into the woods he was.

“What do you mean ‘watch it’? I was just standing here, it was you that hit me!” He turned to look at the girl who just made contact with his back, that was when he realised she had a map with her. “If anything, you should get your head up and watch where you’re going!”

[sidera-caerula-blog]

"Amico et inimico?" {Friend or foe?} blue eyes poked out of the shadows. Remington was curious about this man who just seemed lost for the most part. {I hope this is alright, I can't navigate through your theme as it doesn't seem to work right on Microsoft edge.}

(Ah, there may be a problem with the code, I will look into it.)

Xephos turned to the source of the voice, cocking his head. The speaker’s words had not been in the standard Minecraftian tongue he’d been told to use. This worried him somewhat; good communication was essential for survival, and if he could not speak they might perceive him as a threat.  

“Excuse me?”

[intelligenceisalock-blog]

Who’s to say what can and can’t be destroyed. One minute the forest had been peaceful and quiet and yet the next it seemed to roar with anger, a grey fog filling the floor of the woodlands. Remington gasped as a tree fell in front of her, her eyes filled with anger and concern. Who would be stupid enough to allow her home to fill with fire, her thought went to the animals who would be struggling to escape while she hopped over logs and fires attempting to escape the fire herself. (Remingtxn)

♝ - Why. 

Why did he even bother stepping out of his own tower anymore? It seemed like one of the many Lalnas was messing with the world’s coding again, or someone was given creative. 

Why. 

A singular sigh rolled off of the solutionist’s lips as the sound of crackling flames was no longer of the fireplace in front of him - but rather some mess outside. He planned to get this all done with quickly - grabbing his hoverboard and disabling any sort of wind or breeze that might be flowing by. 

No matter, a florescent green glow from behind glasses seemed to let some shade of blue catch his eye. This was bad. Quickly he swooped down and held the lady by the waist in mid-air, placing her on the back of his hoverboard - giving him time to program in coordinates so she may be sent off somewhere safe. 

Once she was flying in the opposing direction, William threw himself off and put a collection of resources to use - whether that it be old Atlantian spells from his subconscious, or buckets of water and fire extinguishers. 

Remington was sent to stand and await in front of his tower. To the right held the ending of the forest, with shorter trees that had been replanted many times, for spare leafs and saplings seemed to be occasionally scattered about - whilst to her left lie still swamp water, with a path of lily pads leading to a moderately far off island, where there would be a village. Then again, there was always the bridge across - which was a bit father down.