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    Panda For President

    Bassam
    Bassam
    Bassam

    Player 
    Lineage : Lightning Demon
    Position : None
    Posts : 21
    Guild : N/A
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 28
    Mentor : N/A
    Experience : 200
    • Post n°1

    In Progress Panda For President

    Post by Bassam 21st December 2018, 12:16 pm

    B A S S A M
    GUILDLESS || 360 WORDS || THEME: YUNG BRATZ
    Bassam stood silently stretching, his form bounced up and down as he readied his body. It seems it was just him and big sis today, she seemed ready... Or did she, Bassam could never properly read her. She was different from the others, yet she still had everything a Bahamut needed.

    Was she crazy, yes absolutely batshit. Could she fight, oh boy never ask her this question to her face or you'll get a quick answer to the face. Rather several quick answers as Delancy and Ydris pull her off of you... Bassam shuddered as he thought back quickly getting back to the task at hand. Wait why was he stretching again? He had totally forgot when the thoughts of his sister flooded his mind...

    OH YEAAAH! They were suppose to kill some people... They were always suppose to kill some one or something or both. It was a usual Bahamut thing and by now Bassam had been long use to it. He looked to Ros...wait where was Ros? She certainly had to help him do some killing. What did she think she was gonna get out of an old fashioned Bahamut murder spree? Hell no! Not if Bassam had any say so in it. Putting on his big boy pants figuratively and literally because to be completely honest Bassam was still very much bottom half naked.

    He stomped around their establishment or rather their old broken down home no on ever bothered to check for highly active low level criminals on the start up. He had decided to yell and yell he was gonna do. Cocking his head back his hands perched right beside either side of his mouth as he inhaled sharply then practically exhaled his thoughts.

    "Ross we have to fu-ricking gooooo!!" Okay maybe Bassam didn't yell, it was more like a loud whisper as he walked around in hopes that she heard it.

    Once he thought about how there was no one here to pull her off him he shuttered mid inhale and chickened out. But don't blame him if your big sister was really 2 people then you'd be fucking scared of them too okay!
    NOTES
    BASSAM IS SOOO READY!!! @ros
    ivyleaf33 of FTRP



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    Ros
    Ros
    Ros

    Player 
    Lineage : Strength of Hercules
    Position : None
    Posts : 17
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 26
    Experience : 100

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Rosen Requip
    Second Skill:
    Third Skill:
    • Post n°2

    In Progress Re: Panda For President

    Post by Ros 28th December 2018, 1:59 pm






    Panda For President UTtBOov



    Ros was on the second floor of their not-so-perfect home, using a blade sharpener for a larger object on her lap. She was concentrating quite hard, wanting each part of the sharpened edges to cut through paper without a hitch. This sharpener was an object she looted from a store - specifically the one that banned her and her personalities from getting their sweet sweet strawberry shortcake to treat. She was currently getting ready for a job with Bassam, her brother. She wanted to make sure that everything went in without a hitch, and without a survivor.


    ""Ross we have to fu-ricking gooooo!!""

    She perked up at the words and realized that he was right. She tossed the sharpener back into her side drawer and placed her leg right back on. She figured that Bassam would try to "secretly" keep some victims in the house, but she wanted to end all motion of that in a swift kick; hopefully with enough force to rip them in half. Their fault for being unworthy candidates.

    Ros headed downstairs, where she would take one glance before turning around 180 degrees. She yelled down at him while she went right back into her room. "If you're going to rush me, at least be fully clothed! We don't need to be in handcuffs when we have such a job to do." Walking back down, she threw one of her knee-length skirts at him. She was more than well aware of the mistake she would make while going in his room for his own clothes. She horrors of skeletons and ghostly thin men either asking her to kill them or save them. She had no clue on what would be there in reality, but that was exactly what she expected. At least the skirt she threw had a stretchy waistband.

    "At least wear this if you plan to not wear your own clothes. You should be able to move well enough in it. Let me know when you have it on." She proceeded to facepalm, using the opportunity to shield her eyes.



    @Bassam
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    Bassam
    Bassam
    Bassam

    Player 
    Lineage : Lightning Demon
    Position : None
    Posts : 21
    Guild : N/A
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 28
    Mentor : N/A
    Experience : 200
    • Post n°3

    In Progress Re: Panda For President

    Post by Bassam 31st December 2018, 11:28 am

    B A S S A M
    GUILDLESS || 360 WORDS || THEME: YUNG BRATZ
    Bassam nearly snatched the skirt from her as he would thrust it on twirling around like a mad man. He flapped his legs rapidly back and forth as he smiled. Bassam had never worn a skirt before, he had only usually seen girls wear them. Bassam always wondered why he couldn't enjoy the wondrous freedom of a skirt. But today was the day to break gender norms and murder some presidential candidates apparently. He began thrusting in excitement as he twirled his new beautiful skirt.

    "I'm keeping this hoe!" He almost screamed at the top of his lungs. As he started marching out the front door.

    "Okay Ros you the Boss. What are we doing how we doing the old family murder?"     Bassam rubbed his hands together

    He looked to his big sister with gleaming eyes full of hope, excitement and pure unadulterated bloodlust lust. If this was a cartoon he would be drooling with how much he wanted to push his hands through someones rib cage. He stood there rubbing his hands in his mismatch outfit and colorful skirt.

    NOTES
    LET BASSAM MURDER!!! @ros
    ivyleaf33 of FTRP



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    Ros
    Ros
    Ros

    Player 
    Lineage : Strength of Hercules
    Position : None
    Posts : 17
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 26
    Experience : 100

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Rosen Requip
    Second Skill:
    Third Skill:
    • Post n°4

    In Progress Re: Panda For President

    Post by Ros 7th January 2019, 5:53 pm






    Panda For President UTtBOov



    Ros turned back around, making a slight sigh that her brother was finally clothed. She was getting ready to give the details of the mission, before deadpanning right at him. Not because he put the skirt on, but she realized she would never get the skirt back. She had to decide if she were to get a new skirt or to give him the entire outfit it was for - which would most likely lead to giving him the entire outfit.

    Anyways; she marched behind him, just to give a bit of humor into the shenanigans he was getting into.

    "We will be taking some random person's car to the location. The goal is to hit both of them before the local authorities has the time to arrive, and make it back safely. Since I don't need my mana as much, I will drive the car. However, I will rely on you to protect us while we are on our way back." With that, she turned the corner, figuring out whose car to steal. Probably that one person whose been getting too chatty into their business - mainly trying to intervene into what their daily goals were. Not a bad idea, Ros.

    "We will stake out until the guards have slacked off at their job. We want to stealth this as long as possible, to give u a larger time frame. However, kill them any way you want - I really don't care. Any questions?"

    She kicked the side of her target door once she got within eye view, doing a sort of skip before hopping right into the vehicle. She secured the car's mana device onto her wrist, taking a deep breath before getting comfortable. At least they had plenty of time before they arrived; a large enough time frame to solidify their plans for the mission.



    @Bassam
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