Joshua couldn't help but smirk. Who knew the little Mouse was a bit of a lion? Consider himself impressed. He couldn' t help but be impressed with the Rikako girl too. He didn't know many people who kept first aid kits on them personally but he couldn't argue with the practicality of it. "Solid plan, count me in, but could we still go down from this drain pipe from the floor below us? The shop room's down there and I'd personally feel better with a hammer than a whatever I could find in here. Especially with Ms Falls crazy ass down there."
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They're marathoning Power Rangers on Twitch. I'm geeking out so hard rn!
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So I might be killed by a tornado. It's pretty lit in this basement tho
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@The Spectre I fail to see how that is any different. You just described all the things people do with their racist "jokes." Sounds pretty hypocritical to me.
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Does the "Grow a thicker skin." thing not apply to talking shit about people voting for a different candidate?
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No it wasn't directed at anyone I was speaking genrally.
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@canaryrose@Nikki Moonlight@Vortex@Overlord24@DriveEMOut
While his men quaked at the sound of the unknown voices, Rain simply grinned again. " So this is the royal family huh?" He looked from the boy to the bleeding girl, guessing they were the culprits. The old man didn't look like royalty at all, and the fierce-eyed girl didn't carry herself like a royal. "Well, I'm curious about what you are now girlie. Maybe you'll tell me after I take care of this little interruption. He turned to gaze into the darkness of the tunnel and chuckled.
"By all mean stranger, come and make me."
While his men quaked at the sound of the unknown voices, Rain simply grinned again. " So this is the royal family huh?" He looked from the boy to the bleeding girl, guessing they were the culprits. The old man didn't look like royalty at all, and the fierce-eyed girl didn't carry herself like a royal. "Well, I'm curious about what you are now girlie. Maybe you'll tell me after I take care of this little interruption. He turned to gaze into the darkness of the tunnel and chuckled.
"By all mean stranger, come and make me."
@Nikki Moonlight@Overlord24@canaryrose@Vortex
Rais stopped dead in his tracks from the girl's stare. Gone was the wild grin and confident swagger he usually carried on his various raids, battles, and other such excursions. This feeling, this thrill, he got when he looked at this girl's fierce eyes was something he thought he only felt when he found an opponent worth fighting. She had intrigued him now, this was definitely turning out to be a profitable trip in a way he didn't expect. He strode past the boy to her and knelt bringing himself to her and the injured girl's level. A small, genuine smirk graced his lips as his own golden eyes met hers.
"I can understand your apprehension. We are after all a bunch of armed men asking for your custody while your home is besieged by enemies, but I think you'll find that I am your only salvation. I don't know who you all are but I can tell you're important, nobility at the least, and you'll fetch a good ransom when this dies down. Now I'm no monster, you won't come to harm in my care. And.." He looked past her to look towards the injured girl. "I could save her life. But, only if she were in my custody, a damaged girl isn't profitable after all." He looked back to the golden-eyed girl but addressed the boy and the old man all the same. "So does that change your answer at all?"
Rais stopped dead in his tracks from the girl's stare. Gone was the wild grin and confident swagger he usually carried on his various raids, battles, and other such excursions. This feeling, this thrill, he got when he looked at this girl's fierce eyes was something he thought he only felt when he found an opponent worth fighting. She had intrigued him now, this was definitely turning out to be a profitable trip in a way he didn't expect. He strode past the boy to her and knelt bringing himself to her and the injured girl's level. A small, genuine smirk graced his lips as his own golden eyes met hers.
"I can understand your apprehension. We are after all a bunch of armed men asking for your custody while your home is besieged by enemies, but I think you'll find that I am your only salvation. I don't know who you all are but I can tell you're important, nobility at the least, and you'll fetch a good ransom when this dies down. Now I'm no monster, you won't come to harm in my care. And.." He looked past her to look towards the injured girl. "I could save her life. But, only if she were in my custody, a damaged girl isn't profitable after all." He looked back to the golden-eyed girl but addressed the boy and the old man all the same. "So does that change your answer at all?"
Name: Joshua Monroe
Age: 18
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Joshua sighed heavily as he gazed out the window at that chaos below. This had certainly turned into a day. First, he woke up late, a rare occurrence given his usual orderliness so he had the displeasure of sharing the awkward ride to school with his father and there was nothing more awkward than a silent atmosphere at the back of a limo. Next, he had gotten chewed out by the principal because the Student Council had gone over budget again over frivolous purchases completely ignoring the fact that he wasn't even treasurer or the President who had made said purchases, he had somehow gotten stuck with the job of rebalancing the budget. Now the zombie apocalypse was happening outside, and oddly enoughh was the least stressful part of the day. While eeryone else was panicking, he had a small group had formed near the back of the room seperate from the masses. Good, one less thing for him to stress over.
He adjusted his glasses as he walked over. "Planning on getting out of here huh? Think I'll tag along."
Joshua sighed heavily as he gazed out the window at that chaos below. This had certainly turned into a day. First, he woke up late, a rare occurrence given his usual orderliness so he had the displeasure of sharing the awkward ride to school with his father and there was nothing more awkward than a silent atmosphere at the back of a limo. Next, he had gotten chewed out by the principal because the Student Council had gone over budget again over frivolous purchases completely ignoring the fact that he wasn't even treasurer or the President who had made said purchases, he had somehow gotten stuck with the job of rebalancing the budget. Now the zombie apocalypse was happening outside, and oddly enoughh was the least stressful part of the day. While eeryone else was panicking, he had a small group had formed near the back of the room seperate from the masses. Good, one less thing for him to stress over.
He adjusted his glasses as he walked over. "Planning on getting out of here huh? Think I'll tag along."
Full Name: Abraham Bryant
Nickname: Abe
Gender: Male
Age (Between 8-38): 24
Birthday: October 13th
Appearance:
Height: 6'4
Personality: To say that Abe has a chip on his shoulder is a gigantic understatement. He's usually impatient, pessimistic and very easy to anger. Bundled up with his naturally aggressive attitude, he finds himself in more conflicts than he should.
Despite his initial standoffishness, Abe is pretty selfless and loyal when he feel comfortable enough to be. If an opportunity to helps someone arrives he'll pretend to complain about it for a bit, but will jump right in. His stubbornness is probably his best feature.
Bio: WIP
Weapons: A baseball bat and whatever he manages to get his hands on.
Skills: He's pretty dexterous from his guitar playing, Picked up hotwiring and lockpicking skills from his childhood, Strong
Strengths: Really durable, like seriously he can take a lot of punishment and still keep going, His stubbornness keeps him going through tough situations both mental and physical, and he's pretty physically fit.
Weaknesses: His temper has always had a penchant for getting him into trouble, His personality does make it hard to get along with people.
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Nickname: Abe
Gender: Male
Age (Between 8-38): 24
Birthday: October 13th
Appearance:
Height: 6'4
Personality: To say that Abe has a chip on his shoulder is a gigantic understatement. He's usually impatient, pessimistic and very easy to anger. Bundled up with his naturally aggressive attitude, he finds himself in more conflicts than he should.
Despite his initial standoffishness, Abe is pretty selfless and loyal when he feel comfortable enough to be. If an opportunity to helps someone arrives he'll pretend to complain about it for a bit, but will jump right in. His stubbornness is probably his best feature.
Bio: WIP
Weapons: A baseball bat and whatever he manages to get his hands on.
Skills: He's pretty dexterous from his guitar playing, Picked up hotwiring and lockpicking skills from his childhood, Strong
Strengths: Really durable, like seriously he can take a lot of punishment and still keep going, His stubbornness keeps him going through tough situations both mental and physical, and he's pretty physically fit.
Weaknesses: His temper has always had a penchant for getting him into trouble, His personality does make it hard to get along with people.
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Sorry bout that!
Sorry bout that!
Abe walked down the street, grumbling under his breath as he went. He should've figured the car would break down. Derrick, that cheap bastard, was the only one who could get his damn junker of a car to work for longer than five minutes. He stopped at the thought of his band's lovable dumbass of a drummer. He hoped they had managed to make it out during the evacuations, as unlikely as that was.
"Get your shit together Abe!" He shook the thought out his head and his grimaced face grew even sourer. His day was definitely looking like it was going to be shot for the duration. All of a sudden he could hear that familiar sound of endless groaning that signaled the dead, and something had definitely aggravated the hell out of them. He grinned and rested his bat on his shoulder and walked towards the growing mob. "Time for a little stress relief!"
"Get your shit together Abe!" He shook the thought out his head and his grimaced face grew even sourer. His day was definitely looking like it was going to be shot for the duration. All of a sudden he could hear that familiar sound of endless groaning that signaled the dead, and something had definitely aggravated the hell out of them. He grinned and rested his bat on his shoulder and walked towards the growing mob. "Time for a little stress relief!"
@Nikki Moonlight@Overlord24@canaryrose
"Where are my manners?" Still grinning, Rais greeted the group with a flourishing bow. "I am Rais Al-Mudra, more famously know as The Golden King" He stepped closer. The girl tending to the wounded one had taken on a rather serious face, while the boy aimed a blade at him.
"Look at you shaking like a leaf just like these sorry sods!" He chuckled at the boy as he pointed to his men. "You should put that down before you hurt yourself." He turned his attention to the girl. "You, on the other hand, have such a fierce look in your eyes. I love it!" He chuckled again. "Anyway to answer your shared question. I would like the lot of you to surrender yourself into my custody. A rather simple request, no?"
"Where are my manners?" Still grinning, Rais greeted the group with a flourishing bow. "I am Rais Al-Mudra, more famously know as The Golden King" He stepped closer. The girl tending to the wounded one had taken on a rather serious face, while the boy aimed a blade at him.
"Look at you shaking like a leaf just like these sorry sods!" He chuckled at the boy as he pointed to his men. "You should put that down before you hurt yourself." He turned his attention to the girl. "You, on the other hand, have such a fierce look in your eyes. I love it!" He chuckled again. "Anyway to answer your shared question. I would like the lot of you to surrender yourself into my custody. A rather simple request, no?"
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