JustDarkMemories
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Hey JustDarkMemories! Thank you.

Damn you're fast. :'D But hey, have fun and yeah, see you later!

Nothing, should study but blah. Listening to Hans Zimmer's works on Youtube. How are you doing?

I'd take that any day and twice on Sundays over the 7 hour entrance exam that I have tomorrow. :d But yeah, see ya!

I know nothing about kickboxing. :d *shrug* Though it seems cool.

lol, I know.
Kickboxing, really? :d I do fitness boxing~ I don't know who he is but I guess that's pretty cool. :D

I'm a spoiled brat and usually don't need to work for my money. :d jk Nah, my work is actually quite fun. I'm a tourist guide, lol, no kidding. I get to be with people but it's just ... I just have to get my ass to work and then I like it but if I'm like home and thinking about going to work, UGH.

Yeah. What will you do after the exams?

Didn't dare to respond on the thread as it's a bit off-topic then. :d But yeah, I'll go to work in December. Booooriiiing. I hate working but gotta earn some pocket money.

Okay, show me the link to the chat room

The Roleplay owner normally makes a post stating that the Roleplay has started, if not just scan the roleplaying sections for the thread.

When the characters are in a different position do what you think must be done. I'll give you an example.

1.Dale ran as fast as humanly possible through the streets of Tophiaz, his lungs heaved and he had started to sweat. His destination was only a few minutes away, the hideout he and his friends made a month ago.
His legs were beginning to tire and he slowed into a steady jog. His friend Jack would be meeting him there, hopefully on time this time.

Eventually Dale arrived at his destination, a dark alleyway with one large dumpster. He wandered up to the dumpster and placed both hands on it, with a grunt he pushed it and it moved away on the wheels attatched to it.
"And Jack said we didn't need wheels on the dumpster." He mumbled. Behind the large dumpster was a clean metal door. Dale simply opened the door and entered a room with a large couch, television and game console, but not Jack.
Late again, He thought.

2.Jack was late again.
He slung his back-pack around his right shoulder and left his home, waving his goodbyes to his mother and father before he ran off.
Luckily for him he wasn't too far away from the hideout, it would only be a minutes run and he still had an advantage over that amount of time, his champion-like speed.
He ran across a road, jumped over a trash can and was chased by a dog. Within ten seconds he had outrun the fat dog, within another twenty seconds he arrived at the hideout.
The dumpster ad been moved and the door was in plain site, so Jack did the most common thing to do in this situation. Open the door.
He entered the hideout and called out: "I'm here Dale!"