It was a brisk night at Red Moon Canyon. The cold from the wind was unbareable. Everybody now was either at their home or at the bar.One particular person was at the bar. That person was Kamen Reed.

Kamen sat at the barstool, drinking himself stupid and wasting his money. Many of the people didn't like to sit next to him. He had a glowing red sword and a shotgun, and you never knew what would tick him off when he was drunk. "Give me another shot Jack," Kamen said to the bar owner. "You've had enough Kamen, why don't you go back to your house and have a good night sleep." "I'll tell you when I've had enough!" yelled Kamen. Just then, a man entered the bar. "Shut up," he said " I could hear you a mile away......"

Somebody continue please

ooc- aww, no one's posted? *sniffles*

ic- Skye sat with her ear pressed to the floor of the attic. She was currently using it as a place to sleep, since everyone had been to drunk to give the bladebard any money, and she wasn't in the mood to steal tonite. If she was lucky, the two guys downstairs would knock eachother out so she could relieve them of their purses.
The half-elf grinned, and brushed her jagged chestnut bangs out of her eyes. There was an ominous creaking noise as she shifted her weight, and then the floor beneath her gave way in a cloud of dust and cobwebs. Crashing to the ground floor, the room was cloudy for a few minutes, filled with choked coughs and sneezes. After the air had settled, a half-elf was revealed to the bartender and the two men, rubbing her backside gingerly. "Yeoowch!" she whined, looking at some of the lovely bruises she now flourished on her arms. She could only imagine what the bruises looked like under her clothes. Skye looked up suddenly, realising she had an audience. "Er, eheh, carry on as you were," she said to them while smiling nervously and waving her hand nonchalantly. She edged slowly over to the wall, the gaze of everyone in the room still following her. Sitting down in a dark corner, she sat up abruptly as the chair collapsed, most likely an after affect from the cave-in. "Eheheh.." Skye moved over and sat in another chair, the men still gaping at her. "Er, bartender, drink please," she said briskly, acting as if nothing had just happened.

ooc- Oh, and welcome to the rp forum Necromancer R! :D perhaps if the next time you write a little more, people will have more to go on... ;) just a thought.