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mayfield_rpg2012-04-12 12:48 am
epicdouchebag) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-04-12 12:48 am
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First Treasure
[phone; 10:00 AM]
[What a nice, bright, beautiful day in Mayfield. I mean, who could ask for such an ideal spot to appear out of nowhere? Even though the bed isn't recognized, Gilgamesh gives no fucks. Instead he'll be hopping up right out of the bed and walking outside. Except, wait... just where is he anyways? The last thing he remembered was the war ending, and now he's here? Oh well, no reason to fret. He'll just get himself a good glass of-
...Wait.
Wait...
Woah what the fuck.
WHY ISN'T THE AIR BEHIND HIM DISTORTING?! WHY IS THERE NO GOLDEN GLOW?!
No. Fuck this man. Game over, game over.
Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, can't access his treasury or fetch his wine made by Gods.
Rage mode? Activated. During his ranting, raving and overall stomping around his house in Mayfield he'll end up knocking the phone right off the receiver to let the entirety of the town hear his wondrous butthurt state.]
Who dared to steal the King's treasures?! Speak up now and I might just let you live, mongrel. [It's to be noted here he's yelling at his drone son who is practically terrified.] Who dared to lay their filthy hands on my things?!
[action; john doe park - 4:00 PM]
[After procuring a wine glass and some wine, given what he's forced to deal with, you can find the ex-goldie laying down on one of the park benches. His irritation knows no bounds and he's taking very reluctant sips from the glass. His red eyes are staring up at the sky and he's trying to take everything in. Feel free to bug him, splash his wine on him, or for people who know him use this opportunity to get sweet, sweet revenge on him.]
[What a nice, bright, beautiful day in Mayfield. I mean, who could ask for such an ideal spot to appear out of nowhere? Even though the bed isn't recognized, Gilgamesh gives no fucks. Instead he'll be hopping up right out of the bed and walking outside. Except, wait... just where is he anyways? The last thing he remembered was the war ending, and now he's here? Oh well, no reason to fret. He'll just get himself a good glass of-
...Wait.
Wait...
Woah what the fuck.
WHY ISN'T THE AIR BEHIND HIM DISTORTING?! WHY IS THERE NO GOLDEN GLOW?!
No. Fuck this man. Game over, game over.
Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, can't access his treasury or fetch his wine made by Gods.
Rage mode? Activated. During his ranting, raving and overall stomping around his house in Mayfield he'll end up knocking the phone right off the receiver to let the entirety of the town hear his wondrous butthurt state.]
Who dared to steal the King's treasures?! Speak up now and I might just let you live, mongrel. [It's to be noted here he's yelling at his drone son who is practically terrified.] Who dared to lay their filthy hands on my things?!
[action; john doe park - 4:00 PM]
[After procuring a wine glass and some wine, given what he's forced to deal with, you can find the ex-goldie laying down on one of the park benches. His irritation knows no bounds and he's taking very reluctant sips from the glass. His red eyes are staring up at the sky and he's trying to take everything in. Feel free to bug him, splash his wine on him, or for people who know him use this opportunity to get sweet, sweet revenge on him.]
Phone
...eh. She's bored and he's all unServant-y.]
I never got the real name of the person who took everything, ze. But I do know where they're being kept.