Action/Adventure RP where robots, furries, and humans coexist together. Not peacefully, but they all coexist. (No OP/Joke oc's)

*OM7 is sitting in his home watching tv*

Zifrin: Huh...

Drain: *He slowly looks over at them*

Green Jacket Sans: pypasur, I think this was the place
Pypasur: SHUT UP SANS, I KNOW THAT

: easy money *draws M1911A1 suppressed*

lesion:
hey

Darcy: "..."

[]Oc in use: Xeno Jiva- imgflip.com/i/5w49d4 ||Design- imgflip.com/i/66ggra []
[The massive cello case Xeno was carrying swayed from side to side as she walked, the case nearly hitting Darcy. Xeno either didn't notice or didn't care, for she said nothing and continued her way down the crowded sidewalk.]

Darcy: *jumps back and frowns* "Suspicious."

[Xeno's ear twitched as she looked straight at Darcy. Her eyes narrowed.] "Hm?"

Darcy: "Nothing..."

OG Cory: Hm...

"Ah...so this is Cello."

Vietnamball: Tell ‘em to bring me my money.

[]Oc in use: Xeno Jiva- imgflip.com/i/5w49d4 ||Design- imgflip.com/i/66ggra []
[Xeno's ears flickered at the noise, turning around to see who was talking to her. Her eyes fixated on the red ball. Her head tilted in confusion.] "...Who?"

Vietnamball would maliciously load a mag into an AK-47

[The people on the sidewalk would gasp and panic, moving away from Vietnamball and the gun. Xeno continued to stare him down, her gaze was nonchalant, but there was a wild spark in her eye.] "Put the damn gun down, we don't want the cops called." [Xeno pointed with a paw at a building nearby. It was a cafe.] "Let's go in there and talk. I have no clue what you mean."

Vietnamball would roll over to the building, keeping their eyes perfectly on you.

[Vietnamball would notice Xeno kept a vice grip on her cello case as she sat in a nearby booth. She motioned for Vietnamball to sit across from her.] "Okay," [She began, taking a menu off the table,] "Start from the beginning."

Vietnamball: So I was promised money, under one rule:
If I put a bullet into your forehead!

[Xeno paused. She looked down at her menu, then back at Vietnamball.] "So, who promised you the money?"

Vietnamball: I think they were named Sentre!
I don’t know!
The only thing in my head is the memories.

"I know that guy," [Xeno replied, looking out the window,] "I know he's a lie and a cheat. I can promise you this. Sentre won't give you a cent even if you put seven bullets in my head and brought my corpse over to him directly. There's a reason he's disliked, ya know?" [Xeno put the menu down and looked back at the table, then at the gun.]

Vietnamball would stare blankly at the table.
Shit he’s having PTSD again.

[Current Character: UO, Convict. Health: 100%. Uniform: CVPA marksman class.]
Hey, you.