NationStates Jolt Archive


A Hundred Million Ways to Die.

Camel Eaters
24-11-2004, 04:15
Pr. Mark Tell was busy. Always busy. He wanted free time but always so busy. His head began to buzz as he slipped. Through time and space and personality to person. He was something different when he hit the floor.

A wound opened in his head and he just stared at the blood that flowed forth in amazement. He reached over and touched it. The blood slipped too. It stuck to his fingers and he could lift it up in long strands. It danced under the direction of his magical fingers. The world faded in and out like the tides. Mark wasn't Mark. He was GOD of his own domain. A world of blood and slipping.

He awoke in a place...

OOC: It's an RP that is not supposed to make any real sense but kind of does. Please no stupidity and craziness. Humor is good but in this one we're looking for a sarcastic bitter humor. Thank you and proceed.
Jiggady
24-11-2004, 07:31
tag....looks very interesting, see if I can get in the mindset for the topic.
Camel Eaters
24-11-2004, 16:11
bump for Camel Eaters
Sanctaphrax
24-11-2004, 16:30
Alex was asleep when he was sucked into a dream about worlds of blood and slipping. He slipped on the blood, and fell into a pool of it.

OOC: Ok?
Camel Eaters
24-11-2004, 16:32
OOC: Yeah it's good. He should be were my guy wakes up.
Camel Eaters
24-11-2004, 17:12
braggadahlahkoi
Camel Eaters
25-11-2004, 05:52
For a moment as he awoke Mark felt something touch his mind. A name appeared in his head. Alex I must find Alex!!! He forgot the name and the importance of it immediately as his eyes opened.

He looked to the side. And a fuzzy outline of a human figure cleared. Revealing...
Sanctaphrax
25-11-2004, 06:18
Alex woke up, and expected to find himself back in bed, instead, he was confronted by the sight of a man, by the side of the pool of blood he seemed to be in. Alex fought to get out frantically, but every time he tried, he slipped back in.
Camel Eaters
25-11-2004, 19:02
Pr. Mark Tell got up and looked around a clean room. A man was laying in the corner. He was covered in syrup. Mark shook his head and the man started to become transparent.

Mark had found some stuff in the room. A gun, eight boxes of matches, four silver rings, and a set of knives.

The man began to wake up.

OOC: TG me if you wan to find out what the hell is happening.