Alarieth

Katawa Shoujo

There's no real need for any knowledge on the game, people that haven't played it are just as capable of participating, since I won't be allowing any canon characters anyway. I'll incude all the information you need in the OOC.

Walking Dead rp

He swept his gaze over the woman, eyeing her up and down for any bite marks or torn clothing that she might have been concealing, it never hurt to be sure, after all, and from experience he knew it really -did- hurt to not be sure. Even though she seemed friendly enough and honest about, that didn't mean tat he was just going to had her his trust on a silver platter, nor did he even know exactly why he had bothered to stop and talk to her in the first place. Merely rolling his eyes, he shook his head " Haven't met up with anyone worth teaming up with. Can trust only these two here." He patted the hilt of of his blades, first the left one, then the right one. [i]" This one's Lucretcia, and this one here I call Penellope." He announced, only afterwards realizing it may have sounded a little odd. His named blades were his only company for several months now, so it only seemed fitting to name them. All things considered, it might not be the worst idea to get some human interaction again.

"Found them in the loft of some rich fellow who seemed to have had a passion for Japan." He replied to her first question. It wasn't exactly the entire truth, but it was more than enough that she had to know for the time being, and it wasn't a lie either. "The name's Damian, I guess you could say I own this part of the city now." It had been a while since he bumped into any living person, he had all but assumed that this part was devoid of life and placed himself as the makeshift owner of the city, claiming what could be claimed from the houses and shops as if it was his home. It wasn't as if anyone had disputed his claim as of yet either.

His eyebrows arced downwards in a frown, his eyes narrowed when Holly looked away from him, not havng heard anyon talk from distance besides her, the walls muffling t sound of anyone talking below Holly. "What's down there?" He demanded, suddenly growing wary again, possibly she was consulting with one of her friends on how best to take Damian out. Vigilant, his right hand closed around the hilt of the sword protrudingfrom his left shoulder, drawing it out of its resting place slowly as an indication that he wasn't afraid to use them on living people.

Total test

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Katawa Shoujo

Sweet, give me a bit while I figure out if I can re-use the OOC I had previously with all of the lay out with the new system of this here site

Walking Dead rp

Damian crossed his arms defensively over his chest, idly observing the woman utilising a ladder to scramble a rooftop closer. It was effective, and porbably a lot safer than what he was doing, but he doubted that she'd be able to run very fast or very far while carrying that, nor would he have a great deal of time to place the ladder correctly if there were walkers trying to grab her. To each their own, he supposed. There was no threat coming from her, but still he remained tense and wary, looks could be deceiving, her friends might even have laid an ambush for him if he came too close, so for the moment he had no intention of heading any closer to the woman. Though his arms were crossed over his chest, it would take but a couple of seconds for him to draw either one of the twin katana's on his back out of their seathes or fling a throwing knife, though at the current distance he doubted that he'd be able to hit her.

"Hey." He responded, not sounding too enthusiastic, his distrust clearly showing in the tone of his voice. "There's only me currently." He chose his answer carefully, if there was a threat of potential allies, she might think twice on attacking him if that thought was anywhere in her at all." What about you? And you got any bites on you?" He asked directly, not wasting time with courtesies. If she was honest and admitted having a bite on her, he wouldn't even bother to interact with her any further and be on his way again before she'd be able to say much else.

Walking Dead rp

Irritated, Damian kicked agaist the hatch. It didn't even budge an inch. He spat a curse, quickly reconsidering the stuation. One would think that after an apocalyps of these kind of proportions the little things would no longer be able to keep him back, but the stubborn lock seemed to mock him right in the face for optimism like that. Lacking any lockingpicking equipment, there were but a few options left to him. The possible spoils inside might be worthwhile, from the outside the covenience store looked to be sealed up pretty tightly. The windows were boarded up with thick planks of sturdy wood, while some of the planks appeared to have been pried a bit loose by grasping walker hands, most still seemed to serve their purpose splendidly . A small patch of walkers wandering about and bumping into each other aimlessly could bean indication that the insides of the shop were still intact. This was the extent of his optimism however, the lock on the hatch seemed new and stainless, it might even be possible that another survivor was holed up inside and even as he was assessin the situation, lying in wait behind to jump at him with a knife or something. Walkers he could handle and avoid, it was often the living that were more dangerous. If anything, a walker was predictable, it was certain that it was going to try and chew your face off. It wasn't as if Damian was frightened of confrontations with other living humans, but there was no need to barge into potentionally dangerous situations if they could be avoided altogheter. It didn't particularly matter, as long as the lock was in place he wasn't getting anyway, and he wasn't about to break or blunt one of his weapons on the lock either. His last lockpick had snapped in two trying to break into a medicine cabinet, Damian was just going to have to find another.

Swinging his backpack from his back, he pulled out the drawn, makeshift map he had made himself of his surroundings, adding the section that he had explored just now. A red circle around the building he was curently in idicated that there was probably still supplies worth taking in there, whereas a bunch of red crosses over previous buildings either indicated that there was nothng left worth taking inside or the risk attempting to scanvenge through these walker infested buildings simply wasn't worth what he might be able to salvage from them. The other possessions he had with him at the moment were meagre aswell, this run hadn't been exactly fruitful yet. An energy bar, a roll of tape, a bottle of laxatives that he didn't completely remember why he had picked up in the first place and some batteries that he wasn't even sure were empty or full. Considering his luck, it was probably better to assume tht they were empty, but there was no need for pessimism either.

As he rose to his feet, he spotted a figure on a roof not too far from his. It was too far to distinguish gender, or even state of life, but it was definitely a human. There was a twinge of self chastising that he hadn't spotted him or her earlier, but at least he should be grateful that he had yet to be shot in the back with an arrow or a bullet. It seemed like a long shot, but perhaps it was even friendly, Damian still had to figure out if he would be the same in return. It didn't look as if it was pointing a weapon at him yet, so he decided to make his way over to the adjecent roof a little closer to the figure, attempting another daring leap that he would have never have trusted himself with before this all went down. Once clambered on top, his arm ascneded up in the air in a wave towards the figure, signalling that he wasn't a walker if his leap had not already proven that point.

Katawa Shoujo

Hello Greengoat and Tatsua again. ^^
Might want a little more interest though.

Walking Dead rp

Even before everytihng had happened, the rooftops had been among Damian's favorite spots in the city, rarely anyone ever came there and you were able to get a good overview of the streets below. Nowadays the rooftops seemed like an even better option to make his way through, walkers were a very rare sight on the rooftops as none of them had the intelligence to climb ladders, most barely even knew how to ascend a flight of stairs. His supplies had run low however, forcing him to move from his sleeping place atop the belltower of a small church on the outskirts of New Orleans. Most of the shops nearby he had already stripped clean. With no small amount of reluctance he increased his search radius, opting for now no to head too deep into the city yet to avoid the large clusters of walkers that surely clogged certain area's.

Pumping strength into his legs, he burst into a sprint, jumping off of the ledge at the last possible moment. After what seemed like a couple of second, his upper body hit the opposite wall with a thud, managing to swing his arms over the edge before he could slide back off. As well as he had done several times befre, he clambered on top of the next roof. Once he was up, he spared a small moment to look back into the alley he had just leapt over. A couple of walkers had heard his clambering, wailing and groaning up at him as they uselessly scraped their decaying hands over the surface of the wall by attempting to claw up at him. Had he missed his jump, his legs would've been broken and he'd have been subjected to - well, it was probably better not to think about that. If his bearings were correct, he just had to find a way into the building he was on top of right now, which used to be a convenience store. It was the second one he was scavenging today, the first had been looted clean already, most likely during the first few days of the outbreak. His thoughts were interrupted by the loud roar of an engine in the distance, someone who apparantly liked to show off that he was one of te few people that still had transportation like that for some reason. Damian furrowed his brow, either the noise was going to attract herds of walkers, or other survivors to steal the engine. Shaking his head, he decided he wasn't interested in either one of those groups of people, instead fumbling with the hatch into the atic of the store, which took more time and effort to pry open than he would have liked..

Walking Dead rp

Would it be plausible to add a female character later on? Since I first just want to see how it goes with me handling a single character.

Walking Dead rp

My character does well alone, so it'd be fun to play out that part briefly.

Also @ Myst, I loved the character as well, it's a pity his appearance was so brief and the voerall movie was just meh.