Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150617051456/@comment-25686329-20150618231858

((Ech, I can't even keep up with my OWN thread! X_X ))

The Yankee said nothing as a few people poured into the room and others joined digitally. Honestly, there was so much going on, he wasn't sure who was on mics and who was actually near him.

"Oh, you Grimn well know I am..." The Yankee replied with a forced, cocky smirk. He was a little miffed that she had stolen his 'Red White and BOOM' line -- he liked to think he coined that -- but he followed it up with a "Stars and Stripes FOREVER!" into his mic.

Oh, hey, Bryony was here!

He stood up, strutting over to her.

"S'up kiddo?" He said with a friendly, honest expression. He ruffled her hair a bit. "I'd be happy to teach you how to play. After all, I'm gonna have to ride into battle with and for my future Queen!"

He laughed, winked, rose, and motioned for her to come in further.

"I have my own systems set up, but if you'd rather use yours so you get more playing time, that's cool too. I'd bet you're a natural."

Another voice, the same one that made the thread.

"Mmkay, Saw Guy? Shuddup."

He gave her a quick rundown on the basic First=Person-Shooter controls ~ Left trigger: scope, Right Trigger: fire -- move, dash, look, the basics.

Then came the message. Some jack-arse trying to be all mysterious.

"You're welcome here, but I can't garuntee you won't get your arse served to you multiple times..." He said bluntly, not a hint of irony.

Oh, there's Radiant.

"Yeah, this is RedBadgeFleming." He replied, stating his gamer tag. (( 'Fleming' actually has nothing to do with his real name; it's actually a reference to another classic American novel))

"You're mics good, and if you have any trouble holding your own, don't be afraid to holler."