OOC:
You split the money evenly between everyone on the roleplay and you can go right ahead.
IC:
I go back into my own body and get up. Everyone but Zan and Lewis looks astounded. I point to the large crevasse in the ground about fifteen feet away.
"Down here!" I shout, running over to it.
"You're not serious..." Aaron says.
"You wanna bet?" I reply, and dive off of the edge like it's a diving board.
WHUMP
"I'm fine, guys!" I yell, "come down!"
WHUMP. Deomi lands. WHUMP. Aaron lands. WHUMP. WHUMP. WHUMP. Zan, Eyri, John. WHUMP. Lewis.
There's a pool of water beside us. I step in, and it swallows me up.
The world turns topsy-turvy, and the ground splits and crumbles.
I clamber out of the unnaturally green grass of the ether. Standing up, I brush the dirt off of my blazer. I take off my glasses and clean them, and spot a scratch. I shriek.
"What?" Deomi says from behind me. I shriek again.
"I SCRATCHED MY GLASSES!" I scream.
"And?" The others ask in unison.
"And? AND?! THESE GLASSES ARE ARMANI! MOTHER FUCKING ARMANI! WHAT DO YOU MEAN AND?! THESE ARE THE MOST EXPENSIVE GLASSES YOU CAN BUY! WHERE AM I GOING TO GET THE MONEY FOR THESE, HUH?! HUH?! HERE? THERE?! IN THAT FUCKING TREE?! WE'RE IN THE ETHER, PEOPLE! I'M NOT GOING TO GET NINE HUNDRED POUNDS IN THE MOTHER FUCKING ETHER! CHRIST, GUYS!"
I take a deep breath. Inhale... Exhale... Inhale... Exhale...
"Okay, guys, let's find a way out of here!" I say happily.
You split the money evenly between everyone on the roleplay and you can go right ahead.
IC:
I go back into my own body and get up. Everyone but Zan and Lewis looks astounded. I point to the large crevasse in the ground about fifteen feet away.
"Down here!" I shout, running over to it.
"You're not serious..." Aaron says.
"You wanna bet?" I reply, and dive off of the edge like it's a diving board.
WHUMP
"I'm fine, guys!" I yell, "come down!"
WHUMP. Deomi lands. WHUMP. Aaron lands. WHUMP. WHUMP. WHUMP. Zan, Eyri, John. WHUMP. Lewis.
There's a pool of water beside us. I step in, and it swallows me up.
The world turns topsy-turvy, and the ground splits and crumbles.
I clamber out of the unnaturally green grass of the ether. Standing up, I brush the dirt off of my blazer. I take off my glasses and clean them, and spot a scratch. I shriek.
"What?" Deomi says from behind me. I shriek again.
"I SCRATCHED MY GLASSES!" I scream.
"And?" The others ask in unison.
"And? AND?! THESE GLASSES ARE ARMANI! MOTHER FUCKING ARMANI! WHAT DO YOU MEAN AND?! THESE ARE THE MOST EXPENSIVE GLASSES YOU CAN BUY! WHERE AM I GOING TO GET THE MONEY FOR THESE, HUH?! HUH?! HERE? THERE?! IN THAT FUCKING TREE?! WE'RE IN THE ETHER, PEOPLE! I'M NOT GOING TO GET NINE HUNDRED POUNDS IN THE MOTHER FUCKING ETHER! CHRIST, GUYS!"
I take a deep breath. Inhale... Exhale... Inhale... Exhale...
"Okay, guys, let's find a way out of here!" I say happily.