I will play as Nemo

Rp sheet: https://rpglounge.rpg-board.net/rpg_sheet_edit?u=38

A man came in and sat in the corner drinking his usual of ale and drank it slowly.

I will be Gandal, https://rpglounge.rpg-board.net/u1rpgsheet

I will post some stuff later, when the RP progresses a bit.

Just stood in the corner of the pub. siping from a flask around her neck.

Gandal stroll into the floating pub, taking a seat at a metal, glowing chair, laser rifle in one hand.

(I'm not sure how to join but...)
I'll be Shadia
Rp sheet:https://rpglounge.rpg-board.net/u135rpg

Shadia was leaning in on the wall of the pub, hidden by the shadows, just watching the different people.

Gandal turned around to see a lone figure, he projected a message to the figure, adding a chuckle as he did, why are you so alone?

I'll be Max. He'll have a pair ridiculously florescent pink prosthetic eyes so that he'll be able to see. (you can't expect me to have a blind OC that's also a pirate...) And an arm that can transform into a cannon :3
RP sheet: https://rpglounge.rpg-board.net/u48rpg
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A young boy walks into the bar, taking in all the florescent lights and colours. It was amazing how many colours existed, and how pretty they can be...
Noticing the large amount of people walking by, he realize that it would be better for him to take a seat, instead of just standing there and being a humanoid roadblock.

Gandal saw the metal door of the bar opening again, been busy today... he thought, smiling as he took another sip of the brown textured beer which beckoned in front of him. I haven't saw a cyrborg for a while.

Nemo had never seen a cyborg before, his jaw dropped and the bartender came along closed his jaw for him. Nemo then walked towards the cyborg and fainted.

I'll play as Marluxia. A hunter who uses an upgraded version of bow and arrow. Knives for her safety.

Marluxia's back hit the roof with a loud thud. The man on top of her was heavy, but he had a weakness. She balled her hand into a fist and smashed it under his armpit. She kicked him off of her and rolled off the roof. She saw a tavern across the street and ran to it. She opened the large metal door, ran in and quickly shut it again. Safe, she thought. For now.

Gandal rose his head, seeing a young woman rush into the pub, bruises showering her fragile body. She was good looking... He had to admit. He shook his head, worry creasing his brow,

Hearing a thud behind him, the raven quickly turns around, only to discover a man lying on the floor. Experimentally, he prodded him. No response-- the man must be unconcious...
The boy decided that it'll be for the better if he went and took this man to the nurse-- who knows what deadly thing caused him to be fall? So he tried to pick him up, at first using his right hand-- a platinum skeleton dotted with blue screws and the few dull grey wires that entangled the metallic structure, but this skeleton lacked the muscle to preform the task. Sighing to himself, he uses his other arm to pick up the man and put him in a chair-- there was no way he could carry a grown man by himself to the nurse, especially with one weak arm...
He looks around to see if there were any capable individuals that would have something to heal this man, not wanting to abandon him in search of the nurse

Gandal looked over at the body that had dropped to the floor as the cyborg attempted to lift the body up. He might go and help except he was unwanted in most scenarios because of his stench of beer and the way he talked. He sighed, as glorious memories of battles flooded back like water seeping into a sponge. The sigh turned into a smile.

Gandal stood, walking over to the cyborg, as he walked he thought of what he was going to say. Cyborgs freaked him out with their robotics and wires. 'Would you like some help?' Gandal said, his eyes shifting over the unconscious body.

"Don't touch him!" Marluxia called. "Don't you dare touch him." Her voice became hoarse. She needed somrthing to drink. Her eyes welled with tears. She wiped them away quickly and walked over to the bar. "Just one of the regulars. Thanks."

A confused "what." made it's way out of his mouth, with the sudden appearance of the raven, who pushed away a larger man who had just offered to help... was he dangerous?
The boy didnt want to take any chances, so he slowly pushed the chair (and the unconcious man with it) away from the other man...

She was given her usual ale and gulped it down. She needed that drink. She walked over to the cyborg and the man in the chair. As she walked over, the 'unconscious' man woke and stood emedietly. He swang a puch at her but he missed. She moved around behind him and did an open handed strike to the back of his neck. She then proceded to knee him in the face and finish him off with a puch to the gut and a round kick to his temple. Her trench coat flapped out behind her and she stood low to the ground. "you guys sicken me." She opened the door, grabbed the dead man by the scruff of his coloar and threw him outside onto the street. "Two down, one to go."

Gandal was stunned, 'what uh... Just happened?' He didn't know what else to say, he just waited for this strange woman to reply. Don 't you see a new thing everyday? He chuckled mentally.

"Sorry. I don't believe we have met. My name is Marluxia. And if you must know, I am in a little bit of a predicament at the moment." She looked over to the man and smiled. "Sorry for the noise gents. I'll just be leaving." She opened the door to leave.

Gandal followed, 'I am gandal. Care to explain your predicament?' He asked, smiling.

"My predicament right now sir, is you following me. You don't need this. I don't need this. Go away. Unless you want to get yourself killed."

Gandal ignored and walked back inside the pub, sighed and sat next to the robot.

Marluxia sighed. She walked back into the pub and stood in front of the man. "Alright. You can come. Just don't get in my way. Alright?"

Gandal stood, turned, 'of course.' He came to her side, 'it is Gandal by the way...'

"As I said earlier, my name is Marluxia." She turned and held out her hand. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."