Showing posts with label Spitfire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spitfire. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Cutting Room Floor 8: Rejected Characters Depot

Everyone who's roleplayed knows it doesn't always go according to plan. You have to adapt to other people's developments, or you may have a bright idea moments before needing to use it, or a minor character winds up taking over your RP.

I've had many a brainstorm concerning new entries to the ZFRPverse, but a lot did not pan out. Here's a rundown of some of the characters that have been cast aside.

Friday, December 28, 2012

Spitfire

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"'They've got the best bars in the tri-county area', you said. 'We'll just be in and out', you said! Why did I ever listen to you?!"
"Goddamn it man, now's not the time!"

Papers fluttered along the street, kicked up by the small gusts of wind created by a housefly the size of a large dog. Clinging to the fly for dear life was a monstrous four-foot leech. The fly's panicked bumbling path swerved away from cars and over trash cans before ducking into an alley.

"We can lay low here." The fly crawled atop a dumpster and began feeding.
"What are you doing?!"
"Refueling, man, is that okay? Jeez."
"We have to be on full alert here, who knows where they are! They have eyes everywhere, you know." the leech hissed.
"No way, man. We lost 'em. Calm the hell down and grab a bite, eh?"

"Well, hellooooooo."