ROLEPLAYERS ROLEPLAYING ROLEPLAYERS ROLEPLAYING

[iustitia]

Who: everyone who wants to come
When: (backdated to) Saturday morning through the evening
Where: a campground/park idk
What: LIVE ACTION ROLEPLAYING

The countryside was nice and the plants were singing and the birds and the sun was almost up from the bottom of the sky. The mood was set for Teresa Pyrope's quest to help the newbie LARPers where she was. Teresa Pyrope looked around the countrysides and said, "It's a good day to do what has to be done by me and help these people to have fun."

[ooc: tags will be nonexistent from me in this log and teresa's original invite post until later tonight, but go ahead and tag in and amongst yourselves!]

Comments

[skycutter]

[The projectile dislodges his hat a little, causing it to all over his eyes. So he swears and turns around, adjusting his hat. Who the hell is doing that?]

[reapsthewind]

[rocks back and forth on her feet and pretends to be innocent]

[which is hard when you have more Nerf guns than god and everyone else has foam bats]

[skycutter]

[Miles doesn't even need his genius to figure it out.]

You jerk.

[He wishes he could retaliate with magic, but he's not doing so, because he knows just how dangerous doing that can be.]

[reapsthewind]

Who, me~?

[she shoots him again, not even bothering to hide it this time -- though she does it with a kind of sassy behind-the-back shot]

Well, I never.