DriveEMOut

Gone With the Blastwave: Cause War can be Boring Too

Name: Jack Greene
Age: 17
Appearance:

My Hider

Rank/Kill count: 45
Position: Sniper
Weapons: A model 82A1

82A1

Gone With the Blastwave: Cause War can be Boring Too

Name: Jack Greene
Age: 17
Appearance:

My Hider

Rank/Kill count: 45
Position: Sniper
Weapons: A model 82A1

82A1

Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

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Jack turned to Claudia. "I'll take you. You said you needed a warrior? I can deliver." He crossed his arms. "Now we better get going soon, or else they won't let us back in." He then turned to Skylar. "I'll fight you tomorrow, but right now I have to escort her. And I'm sorry for my behavior. My latest fight was a tough one." He pulled on his jacket. "Just don't get in my way if we find anything that could endanger us, alright? I fight alone. Oh, I'm sorry for my lack of manners. I'm Jack Grimn." He stuck out his hand. He then turned to Quinton. "I'm afraid I will refuse to drink that."

Gone With the Blastwave: Cause War Can Be Boring Too

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Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

Jack snarled. "Your posh little pet is acting up. I was showing him his real place." He pushed the dagger away, and started to limp away. "Now are you going to give me a quest where I kill something or what? If you won't let me quest, then you have to give me a room, I'm afraid. Or does your butler not like that? Would he rather play pretend bodyguard?" He said, glaring at Quinton. "Or is he too worried about his tea being a bit too hot?" He mimicked Quinton. "I'm afraid my tea has been a bit overcooked. I must rid of such insolence, and try again." He said, making his voice high and reedy. His quiver of arrows was slung over his shoulder, but he sat down and slurped up the broth of his stew. He wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Okay. What will it be this time? Do you have too many rats in the cellar, or are you going to give me something a bit more grown-up?"
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The Hidden Superhumans ( Superhero Roleplay )

Kurai nodded stiffly. He pulled up a chair next to Nara and looked at a smaller monitor he could use. "Says here that they used to be very public...Holy crap, they were made in 1892? That's like, more than a hundred years old!" He seemed very good at navigating the computer, and very glad to be doing so. "This stuff is insane. They've had more than two hundred members, in each continent. How did they make this a secret?" He leaned back in his chair, the sunglasses catching a reflection of the light. He shook his head, smiling. "We're not the only ones left, are we?"
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Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

Jack grinned, and limped over to the Butler-looking fellow. He was mad about all these people thinking they could control him and know what's best for him. "All right mate. Let me show you just how disrespectful I can get." His hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of a dangerous light. "Whoever doesn't want to watch this snobby bloke get gutted, then close your eyes and plug your ears. This could get messy." He got into a fighting position. "I'll even let you have the first attack." Jack remembered the intense training he had endured for years. He wasn't going to let his family down. Not now, not ever. The eye wouldn't even slow him down much at all.
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Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Samuel was sitting at home, in his more relaxed attire, when the dove came back. It hopped through a small flap in the window meant specifically for it, and gave him the note. He pulled another piece of paper. Sure, just make sure no one sees you. They'll consider it a weakness. Meet at the roof of the Centre. Don't tell anybody! He pulled on his owl mask and his black hooded cloak, and locked the door of his bedroom. He opened the window and climbed out onto the roof. He jumped the narrow gaps between the houses, heading for the Centre of the Capitol's trade.
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Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

Jack cursed lightly when she noticed his eye, but it quickly turned to a bit of anger at her recoiling. "I'm fine, thank you." He slung his quiver over his shoulder. "Any quests where I kill a monster?" He counted his shillings, and he had enough to buy the mask he wanted. He could do it tomorrow. "So, any quest suggestions?" His blade was in its sheath, but it was a wicked, curved thing that could easily decapitate something. He got up, and he limped next to Skylar. "Just so you know, I want the most difficult one. You'd better deliver."
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Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Samuel curses lightly to himself and sits himself against the wall. He pulled out a small clockwork messaging raven, and writes on a slip of paper. "Father. No wait, go find Mother." As the raven flew through the window, it chirped. It had no idea what was actually going on inside Samuel's head. All it knew is that it was doing its job, and it would be rewarded. What it actually held in its talons said this: I messed it up. I'm on my way home now. Samuel pulled an owl mask from the inside of his coat, and strapped it on. He walked out of the building, and strode down the streets. He pulled out an even smaller clockwork dove. "Find Angelia." He gave it a piece of paper, saying: Meet me at the Capitol Market tomorrow.
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