Mr.Popo Rank

-Byond Key:Momo1911

-IGN:Mason

-Discord Name:Mason

-Race:Human

-Why do you want  this race/rank/tech/item

:So I can learn more about the rank and how this server works

-How do you think you can improve RP with this race/rank/tech/item

:Well I could make RP of helping and making more things go on like fights or

-Do you agree not to use this  for OOC purposes?

:Yes

-How experienced are you in roleplaying?

:Ive played DND for years and play online games that require rp

-Do you have any outside activities such as school/work that stops you from being on during times of the day

:High School but its out for summer

-Now I would like you to write me a roleplay involving the use or life of the race/rank/tech/item, it must be at least one paragraph of ten sentences. This roleplay will be IC and used on your character that you have already. If it does not fit your current character in anyway, then perhaps try to RP more until it does.

Mason walks into the building to see two men staring at him, Mason has a feeling of uneasyness flow over him as he walks past them to order his drink and get his seat. Man #1 walks up to Mason and takes his drink walking back but he was stopped by Mason halfway "Thats my drink." Mason said to the man "Well looks like it's mine now." Man# 1 says before spitting in the drink. Man# 1 Went to take a gulp of his new drink as he did Mason tipped the drink making it spill over the man "Aghh, You are going to get it now pisshead!" said Man# 1 as he clenches his hand into a fist lifting his arm to punch mason in his lower jaw. While the whole action was being made Mason did nothing but look in Man# 1 eyes with anger, Man# 1 stoped his punch looking in Masons eyes he started a cold sweat and backed up with fear. Man# 1 says "W-What the fuck is with this kid.". Mason turned around to find Man# 2 was right behind him and before anything he was punched in his cheek, "You don't want this." Mason said. The man moved his hand back only to see all of his fingers were broken, Man# 2 yelled to Man# 1 "Aghh! S-Shoot him!". Man# 1 reached for his gun only to find an empty holster, Mason was now behind Man# 1 with his gun aimed at his head "What are you looking for?" Mason asked the Man# 1. Mason dropped the gun and walked out the bar leaving a tip on the table and a note.