Post Apacolypse
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Thread Topic: Post Apacolypse
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AGH MY... oh, wait... that tickles. carry on. -3- feels good...
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(Age: 22)
Specter aimed tthe rifle up 2, left 3 and fired. Killing his victim easily. "Gotcha." He put the gun away, and got up and started walking back to Union territory. -
(I'm gonna go thread snoopin'. Carry on.)
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i lay down in a dark ally, starving. the prey in the area was so fast,it was almost impossible to catch anything. i scratch a nearby wall in annoyance and boredom.
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(Could we start tomorow? Gtg.)
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(You know, I could sit this one out, but I feel this may wrap around.)
Name: Alonso Quixana
Nickname: Don Quixote
Clothes: No one knows what Alonso wears under his armour, as he's never been known to take it off. A full set, of greaves and gauntlets and breastplates and helms. Each one polished till shining and awaiting a trail of fire to test their metal.
Looks: An ageing man sporting an over-sized mustache on his face. His build is not strong, and his claims of having the strength of ten men are exaggerated, but he makes up for it in a compassionate demeanor. His bald head is almost always covered, and he rarely removes his covering clothes.
Personality: Alonso is bigger than life itself. He makes large gestures, he speaks loudly and fluidly, he throws himself into anything he does. A more boisterous man there never was. And yet beneath this display lies something sweeter; a love for his fellow man that has never wavered, even in terrible times. It is this love that drives Alonso forward, and this love that causes him to trust to easily.
Supplies: Armour, Lance, Horse (Rocinante,) food, water, medical supplies. -
As Marcus ran from the hilltop, he spotted movement. "That couldn't be... it is!" He whispered with exitement. 30 feet away ws a beautiful black stallion.
"I needed a horse." He ran out from his cover and jumped on. It bucked for a while, but eventually realized it wasn't in danger.
"Yeah, now this will be a nice way to get around. I'll call you..." He looked over the large dark creature. "Nightmare." -
Spider launched a knife at the wall, hitting close to the spray painted circle representing a bulls-eye. "So close..." she muttered. She pulled another one from her belt. 4 inches with a peeling red handle. She lifted her arm to aim, and as she was about to let loose a strong hand gripped her arm. "Hey spidey..." a drunken snake muttered. She didn't recognize this one. Probably new to the Snakes. She obediently held his gaze but shook his arm off. "Yes?"
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Marcus rode towards the Union, but had to stop again. 800yds out was a delapitated building with many vehicles parked around it. Spraypainted on the side of a beat up Jeep was a black and red snake.
"Damn, I hate these guys." He dismounted and brought his rifle up waiting for a target. -
i roll over onto a empty can. i start bending and crushing it in many ways, due to boredom.
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(you left the Pokemon rp, absol ;.;)
It wasn't too long until a man was visible through a window, he was with... a girl! Who knows what unexplainable things they were doing with her. "Not today." He ajusted his aim, fired, and blew the brains out of the man. He moved the gun and killed a man that was sitting by the front door. -
oh yeah! can you bump that? .3.)
i stop as i hear gunshot. i immediatly bolt up, and use my double super sensitive ears to track the noise source down. i run to the source as soon as i find it. -
Spider jumped back, but only a little. "I could've handled that." She muttered, turning to the source of the kill. Brushing herself off she studied the killer. A mutt walked up behind him. "Well you and you'r dog thing can go back to the union because I could've handled that myself. Do everyday." She mumbled, whipping around and starting to walk away.
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*your
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Marc turned as Nightmare winnied and saw a large mutt walking up behind him. He pulled out his pistols, ready to kill it. "Smart, or no?"
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