"I can make it worth your while. I have candy!" she quickly said, reaching hastily into the back pocket of her shorts to yank out an opened pack of gum drops. "Um, they got a little squished when I sat on them. And when I stepped on them when they fell out of my pocket once. And they're only a couple hundred years old. But who cares? It's candy, man. Only thing better than drugs and bloodshed." She extended out the two remaining pieces. "So, truce? Come on. A girl doesn't just give out her last pack of candy if she's not being honest with you."
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I prefer Casual and Advanced roleplays, as writing paragraphs and multiple characters makes it feel more as if a group is collaborating on an actual novel. One-liners, speed-posting, and the like just doesn't interest me. I don't have a specific genre that I write in, as I tend to jump around them, but I suppose that I tend to lean more towards ones that involve action, drama, and horror. When I write romance, I like for it to be that "slow burn" sort. But in general, I can be interested in just about any genre, as long as the idea of the story itself is appealing to me.
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"Um, because I'm not shooting you?" Kate quipped.
"I'll never stop worrying, Kaye," Leith murmured.
Basil nodded, taking aim, but just as they were about to begin their countdown, one of the lockers suddenly slammed open. From within, a girl clad in what appeared to be a pair of cut jeans and a camouflaged vest, raised a laser pistol and shot the man that he'd been aiming at. Almost immediately, he was reduced to nothing but a pile of ash and, just as the other whipped around toward the source of the sound, he received the same fate.
The girl raised her hands up, as if her gun was a white flag, and shouted, "Oh my God, I've been in that locker for, like, a million years and I thought that I'd never see the light of day again. But then you two show up and give me the perfect opportunity to, like, have a last resort in case I misaimed. To use you both as human shields or, rather, a decoy! But I'm so glad that it worked out wonderfully for the both of us in the end!" She grinned at them both. "Oh, excuse me for being so rude. My name is Kate. Nice to meet you two."
Basil nodded, taking aim, but just as they were about to begin their countdown, one of the lockers suddenly slammed open. From within, a girl clad in what appeared to be a pair of cut jeans and a camouflaged vest, raised a laser pistol and shot the man that he'd been aiming at. Almost immediately, he was reduced to nothing but a pile of ash and, just as the other whipped around toward the source of the sound, he received the same fate.
The girl raised her hands up, as if her gun was a white flag, and shouted, "Oh my God, I've been in that locker for, like, a million years and I thought that I'd never see the light of day again. But then you two show up and give me the perfect opportunity to, like, have a last resort in case I misaimed. To use you both as human shields or, rather, a decoy! But I'm so glad that it worked out wonderfully for the both of us in the end!" She grinned at them both. "Oh, excuse me for being so rude. My name is Kate. Nice to meet you two."
Leith quickly shook his head. "No, I'm not allowing you to go in there alone, especially when I can't trust those two not to abandon you." He sighed, and followed after Basil and Jace once they were inside. "Just stay with me, okay? I know that you've never listened to me before, but just this once, will you?"
Basil wiped blood onto his pant leg, preferring it there than on his hands. Without looking at Jace, he merely nodded and headed towards the control panel of the entrance. "I'll get the door open. Looks like they were at least smart enough to close it behind them."
Leith walked closer to Kaye and said quieter to her, "In and out, Kaye. No fooling around in here. The raiders will be the least of our worries when it comes to a Vault."
Leith walked closer to Kaye and said quieter to her, "In and out, Kaye. No fooling around in here. The raiders will be the least of our worries when it comes to a Vault."
Upon realizing that a raider had leapt onto Jace, Basil hurried forward and whipped out his combat knife from his left boot, piercing it into the man's throat. Blood spurted onto the ground and he slumped forward, quickly suffocating as his windpipe overflowed with his own blood rather than air.
Leith snuck a glance at the sight of Basil mercilessly eliminating the threat, eyes widening slightly. Damn, I underestimated that one, apparently.
Leith snuck a glance at the sight of Basil mercilessly eliminating the threat, eyes widening slightly. Damn, I underestimated that one, apparently.
As Basil stepped towards the entrance, he gave pause and peered skeptically at the ground, noticing prints in the mud. "Um...these could just be our footprints, but these look...rather fresh."
Leith glanced toward the muddy ground and nodded. "Yeah, kid's got a--" Despite himself, he flinched when he heard a bullet shoot into a nearby rock. "Shit..."
Leith glanced toward the muddy ground and nodded. "Yeah, kid's got a--" Despite himself, he flinched when he heard a bullet shoot into a nearby rock. "Shit..."
"Hey, now, don't insult Rebecca like that," he said, taking the gun back. He sighed, gazing down at her forlornly. "She's stuck around longer than anyone else has. We've been through both the best of times and the worst of times, together. Hard to just...throw her away."
"We'll start out with just a BB gun, but once you get older, son, this gun right here will be yours. A gun is your best friend, so long as you remember the difference between the safety and the trigger. Haha. Good advice for both guns and women!"
"The entrance should be somewhere near here," Basil said, squinting against the approaching darkness. Despite having traveled the entire day and being exhausted, he felt a surge of excitement begin to serve as a backup source of energy now that they had finally arrived. "The entrance could be covered or overgrown, so we may need to look around."
"Looks a lot like nowhere to me," Leith mumbled, though he knew the kid was right. But if the entrance was hidden or overgrown, that could mean two things. One, that the residents never came out and could even be living down there even to this day; though they were rare, he had heard of vaults that had managed to persist in spite of the circumstances surrounding their existence. However, there could just be a bunch of dead bodies down there. The second was that someone had deliberately obscured the entrance, meaning that they were ready to keep anything out. Therefore, he doubted that they'd be very welcoming of guests who desired to look through their possessions.
"We'll start out with just a BB gun, but once you get older, son, this gun right here will be yours. A gun is your best friend, so long as you remember the difference between the safety and the trigger. Haha. Good advice for both guns and women!"
"The entrance should be somewhere near here," Basil said, squinting against the approaching darkness. Despite having traveled the entire day and being exhausted, he felt a surge of excitement begin to serve as a backup source of energy now that they had finally arrived. "The entrance could be covered or overgrown, so we may need to look around."
"Looks a lot like nowhere to me," Leith mumbled, though he knew the kid was right. But if the entrance was hidden or overgrown, that could mean two things. One, that the residents never came out and could even be living down there even to this day; though they were rare, he had heard of vaults that had managed to persist in spite of the circumstances surrounding their existence. However, there could just be a bunch of dead bodies down there. The second was that someone had deliberately obscured the entrance, meaning that they were ready to keep anything out. Therefore, he doubted that they'd be very welcoming of guests who desired to look through their possessions.
Leith was quiet for a long moment, dumbfounded, almost awestruck that Jace had actually known something that he didn't. He then cleared his throat, stood up, and said, "It's a shotgun...so it uses shells, not bullets." He then stepped over to him, holding it out. "But could you please see if there's anything that you can do? Please?" Sure, the asshole could make it deliberately harm him next time he shot it, but there was already a high chance of that happening as is.
"Awww... That was...almost nice," Basil said, smiling softly. He stepped away from them, his medicinal work done. "We might make friends of you two yet."
"Awww... That was...almost nice," Basil said, smiling softly. He stepped away from them, his medicinal work done. "We might make friends of you two yet."
"Well, I didn't ask for your approval," Basil said with a smirk.
"So there's supposed to be this wiggly-woggly thing in my gun, but it's gone now. Do you think that'll be an issue by any chance?" Leith asked offhandedly.
Basil glanced over at him with a look that said, "Um, yeah, probably."
Leith huffed as he began to put what remained of his shotgun back together and mumbled under his breath, "That's it. When we're done with this, I'm finding a new gun."
"So there's supposed to be this wiggly-woggly thing in my gun, but it's gone now. Do you think that'll be an issue by any chance?" Leith asked offhandedly.
Basil glanced over at him with a look that said, "Um, yeah, probably."
Leith huffed as he began to put what remained of his shotgun back together and mumbled under his breath, "That's it. When we're done with this, I'm finding a new gun."
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