Slowly I crawl off the ground, attempting to find a way out of the deep dark pit. Then I realise the pit is useless and slowly climb up the dirty, rotten wall.
You land. You feel a sharp pain in your legs. They walk over to you. (the amount of posts is too damn high, I'll probably miss some stuff :/ could you quote it so I can see it?) You find yourself in another corridor. You find yourself at the top of a well. Someone looks over. "Hey, what the hell?" "I think you might be interested to know what came of her..."
I could feel Mira staring at me, as if she knew exactly how I felt "At the... Um..." I couldn't actually remember where I last saw her, which I decided instantly classed me as a bad person, as if I hadn't already been classed as that by the many people I'd murdered.... I shook the thought off "No.. I don't remember where I last saw her..."
I say to them "I must of fell" and clamber out, and I go to the nearest bar to find out anything I can about my location.
"Alright, come." He leads you do a dining room. You arrive there. The bartender asks "Hey. You need a drink?"whoops He turns and looks at you. His face looks strange...
OOC: whoops? Will do story when I understand Ok story Yes. After a few drinks I ask, what town is this and where is the nearest place I can sleep?
"Crud," I mutter. I attempt to run, but my left leg doesn't seem to be working. Dang, I probably bold it. Hobbling as fast as I can, I attempt to get away, but soon the men are upon me. Turning around, I suddenly remember something about myself- I can control fire! I point my hand out at the guards, and a beam of flames forms in my palm and launches at the guards. The fire illuminates their faces as they run in fear. Two of them are hit. I use his chaotic opportunity to run away. Once I am far enough away, I stop to rest, when all of a sudden, something hits me in the head and everything goes black.
tiny bit overpowered :/ huh, i thought i replied to this, anyways, "Do you remember that hell-on-earth hospital?" ((IGNORE THAT))
K then, I'll rewrite... "Crud," I mutter. I attempt to run, but my left leg doesn't seem to be working. Dang, I probably bold it. Hobbling as fast as I can, I attempt to get away, but soon the men are upon me. Turning around, I suddenly remember something about myself- I can control fire! I point my hand out at the guards, and a beam of flames forms in my palm and launches at the guards- but I merely graze one's shoulder. Unfazed, the men run over. I suddenly realize I am cornered. They grab me, and one knocks me out cold.
