forum **A L I E N S** (Sci-fi Dystopia Team RP) [CLOSED BUT STALKERS ARE SPINDIDDLY]

Started June 23, 2018 by Deleted user

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Missy breached the wave of wooziness to whispered "Poison" faintly. She drifted back under.

“Did she mutter poison?”

“Yeah she muttered poison,” Cato said, who’s been standing still and quiet for a bit

//k night just wanted to catch up :)

(Yep! Unfortunately

shall we continue? though I don't think anyone else is here)

(Im back! So the aliens look like greivers?)
Jordan flinches up on the roof and raises his head with a pained grown. His head was bleeding from the place the creature hit it

(Yep!)
Luca smacked his forehead. "Shoot! We forgot about Jordy. Someone go get him?"

"Sure," Andres jogged over to Jordan, "You alright? That doesn't look too good," He said, inspecting the wound.

"Huh…" Jordan squints at the shadowy blob in front of him, "What? What happened…? Who are-? Eh?"

"This isn't looking good," Andres mumbled. "Uh guys, he seems pretty out of it." He called down to the others.

"Drag him down! Ass can take a look at him."

"Okay…" He hooked his arms under Jordans and tugged him to the others. "He's got a big wound on his head, bleeding and all."

Jordan puffs his cheeks slightly, falling over sideways, trying to flip himself over to look over the edge of the roof. He cursed however as all he could see was shadows

Cato rushed outside to help.

Missy was trapped in her mind. She couldn't speak or move, and she could barely see. All she could do was hear and think.

Jordan tries to stands. He staggers a few steps but then face plants in the dirt.

Jordan? What's wrong with Jordan?

Cato hurried over and helped Jordan up, walking him as fast as possible to inside.

Missy watched Cato hauling Jordan in and laying him down… somewhere else. Her sense of direction was completely thrown off.

“Hey! Jo!” A part of Cato hoped that the use of Jordan’s least favorite nickname might wake him up, or at least help him stay conscious. Something. “Jordan! Stay with me, buddy.”

//yes i know i cant spell dont judge me

Missy heard Cato's pleas. She wished that she could be there with him, helping him, comforting him. Instead, she was stuck. Here. She tried to scream. Results: her lips barely moving and uttering mere nonsense.

Luca glanced at Missy. "Missy, girl wake up you gotta push through this."