DriveEMOut

Discovery- character development rp

"First off, I don't put the damn weapons in." He said, his face red. "And don't you dare touch me, you pervy prick! Second off, we're in arms because we're trying to find whoever took us here, and they could be hostile. Frankly, you're being quite an idiot by not arming yourself." He said, indignant after what Claudia had done. He fumed and walked down the hall, passing everyone else. He walked around the corner and disappeared from sight.
@Rusalka@Amithea@Gentlemanvaultboy

Gone With the Blastwave: Cause War can be Boring Too

By the time the Yellows had scattered, Jack was in his favorite position. "Alright. I wanna take some Yellows out first. My kill count could be higher." He pulled out his rifle and aimed at a Yellow who seemed to not know where he was. He screamed and ran, but periodically made sure the others were doing the same. Jack shrugged mentally, fired, and the Yellow's brain matter exploded against the wall behind him. He moved to the other Yellows. Jack had killed 5 other Yellows, but then forgot to load in the tranquiliser dart. He fired at Crazy's chest, and realized what he had done. "Oh. Oh crap! OH MY FUCKING SHIT CRAZY IS GOING TO FUCKING TEAR MY HEAD OFF WITH HIS CHAINSAW, DAMMIT!" He sat down, his sniper resting on his lap. He then turned to the Medic who was also supposed to be tranquing him. "Alright, you take the blame. Cool? Great!" He ran away quickly, leaving her in the sniping perch.
@ineffable

Discovery- character development rp

"This ain't right bruv. I don't think we should be here." One eye faintly glowed as he looked around. "Nothing peculiar other than you sorry blokes." He said, nervous. "Still, this isn't right." He looked through a dufflebag he had hidden behind a tree and took out a Stryker Crossbow, as well as a quiver to go on his hip. "If anyone else wants to be ready for anything, take a weapon from my bag." He strode to the house's doors, and kicked them in. "Alright. You all have fun wasting time. I'm looking in this place."
@Rusalka@Gentlemanvaultboy@Amithea

This Reeks of Havoc (Apocalyptic Rp, Possibly Gore)

Name: Oliver 'Peak' Peakes

Appearance

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Personality: Brooding, Peak isn't one to strike up a conversation or welcome a new friend. He mostly stays quiet and shoots everybody glares when they look at him. He enjoys making people uncomfortable, in any way possible, but he won't go too far. He will blackmail them. Yup, Oliver Peakes is a jerk. No doubt about it.

Special Talents: An ability to predict an attacker's most likely decision, and being quite talented in firing a weapon.

Inventory:
A family hunting rifle.
An old, faded picture of his family.
As well as a pretty advanced survival kit.
He also has an Ipod that he made a solar charger so he can listen to music.
And earbuds.

Likes:
Books
Salads
The word 'indubitably'.
Listening to Chillstep on his Ipod.
Hard Rock.
Saxophones.
Quarters.
Winter and Fall.

Dislikes:
Waffles
Rainbows
Spring and Summer.
People trying to act like something they're not.
Cowards.
Anyone that acts like they want to take his Ipod.

World of the West | Western RP

Samuel strode out of a saloon, and joined the gathering crowd. He pushed past people, struggling to get to the front. The strange cloak and rifle helped. Some people stared, but most ignored him. "One hundred thirty dollars? Seems worth it." Samuel of course, was in a bit of a predicament. He needed the money, but he didn't know how to bring people living. He was mostly a killer, but he could accustom to the idea. He could use his usual tracking skills, work his way among the crime land to find rumors, see if it was coincidence or if some bandits had taken them away. Of course, they would most likely be dead if bandits took them, but surely Samuel would get the money. He shrugged and walked back to his horse, his grey cloak covering the top half of his face, keeping his red hair hidden.

Discovery- character development rp

"My opinion? I'd say that this person either lured us here to kill us, or he has a special favor or message he wants us, and only us to know about." He touched the revolver in his pocket. "Frankly, I don't trust it a bit."
@Gentlemanvaultboy

Gone With the Blastwave: Cause War can be Boring Too

Jack approached Crazy. "Back off, mate. I'll get a proper medic." He was the only one he knew of who wasn't utterly terrified of Crazy, and he often tried to rally the others, but it didn't work. "Why don't you check out the abandoned Yellow tank down the hill? I heard its functional, but only runs off Chainsaws." He doubted it would fool the insane soldier, but he was desperate to save the guy who had gotten shot in the foot.
@rush99999

Find the blender, damn it! {Always Open}

"Yeah." Jesper looked down at his new gun. "Thanks for this, by the way. Hey, maybe we should go down there? I don't necessarily trust these doctors. You know, with all those movies with killer scientists and such have really messed up my perception of reality. It's a real shame."

Discovery- character development rp

Jack glared at the man. "Oi! Who do you think you are to call me a shark! Outrageous, I'll say! Didn't ye mother ever teach you proper manners, mate?" He pulled out a small handgun and disassembled it, before reassembling it and putting it back in his pocket. It seemed to calm him down. He then turned to the woman. "I doubt someone like you has been in the slums, if you were you'd be throwing around insults too." He then turned back to the man and grinned. "Name's Jack, by the way. You?"

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

The entrance works.
@ineffable