I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...
Yeah, right.
A few things about me...
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths... -I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'... -If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
Jace winced at that, feeling as if he'd physically punched him. "You would like that, wouldn't you? At least you finally found your match, someone as smart as yourself. And hey, at least he can spell his own name, right?" He turned away from him and fell into a long silence, trying to hide the hurt that he felt. "The only reason I agreed to come along was so I could watch after you. That's what I've always done since the day I met you. You're the only person that ever looked at me like I was more than a street urchin and the bastard child of the town's drunk. But I think you're starting to think that of me, too."
The raider stared at Leith for a long moment in contemplation. He really did seem sincere in what he said, but then again a lot of them always did. Finally, he slowly lowered the gun and let it clang to the ground. Hesitantly, he walked towards him and carefully took the chips from his hand, feeling as if the ghoul would attack at any moment. After taking the offered food and water, he quickly shrunk away from him. "Why...are you so nice to me?" "I am wondering the same thing," Kaye mumbled.
Jace didn't speak as he made his way through the hallway, putting as much distance between the Brotherhood soldier as he could before he changed his mind and put a bullet through her head. He knew that it would have caused even more unnecessary trouble for the later on down the road. "We had it...in the palm of our hands!" he finally said when he was for certain the soldier couldn't hear. He whipped around to Basil and glared down at him. "Do you know the only thing that held me back from killing that pampered bitch? You. If you hadn't been with me, then I would have saved everyone back home." He ran his hand through his hair and started pacing around. "No, I had to worry about you being mad at me and I let you get inside my head like you always do."
"I'm the one with the gun, ghoul," the raider snapped. He winced when raising his voice shot lightning through his shoulder blade. A little more softly, he continued. "I don't want to have to kill you, but I will if that's what it takes. Give me food and water." In all honestly, he had killed before and it never seized to haunt his thoughts every night. 'It wasn't my fault...I had to do it...just like now...'
Jace stared at her for a long time until another thought formed in his mind. Although reluctant, he finally lowered the weapon. Without another word, he turned around and started walking towards the door. As he passed Basil, he shoved harshly into his shoulder. He knew he'd feel guilty about it later but for the moment he was pissed at him. He knew he was being irrational, but they had it in at their fingertips! And he allowed the moment to slip away.
The raider was in a shocked stupor when he actually slid his weapon over. He quickly scrambled to pick the gun up and tossed his own to the side before taking aim with his good gun. Slowly, he managed to find his feet underneath him and stood up, keeping the gun trained on him. 'Oh my god, I cannot believe that actually worked by using a gun with no bullets...' "Give me all of your supplies and I will be on my way," he said in a little more sturdy voice. Kaye's eyes widened and was momentarily caught off guard from what had just happened but when she realized it, she was pissed. She even slapped Leith on the back. "Good job on giving him the upper hand, you idiot! He's a raider, you can't trust them!" The raider tried forcing a smile to his face though it turned out to only be a facial twitch. "Just shut up! And give me everything you have!"
Jace completely ignored Basil's words and held his ground. He was in a state now where he couldn't think of nothing else but the finish line that was laid before him. "You lie! You tried deceiving us when we first got here; you are lying about this. I know you are." He put a little more pressure on the trigger, grinning slightly. "Do you want to know something? Desperate men make the worse of enemies. Do you know why? Because we have nothing to lose and nothing to hold us back. So you will tell me or we both die."
Kaye hesitated for a moment before sheathing her knife as well. She didn't know if she could trust this raider, but if Leith was trying to reason with him then she would have to follow his lead. "Just listen to him, alright? No one has to get hurt here." The raider stared at him for a long moment, not knowing what to do. He still felt he would pull a fast one on him and still try killing him as soon as he lowered his own weapon and was completely at a loss. He shook his head once more. "Give...give me your weapons and then we'll talk. I don't trust anyone outside my own family, you understand?"
Jace hadn't been at such a dilemma in his entire life than he was right now. If what Basil said was true, then their mission was staring them right in the face. And the girl's next words confirmed as much. As Basil begun to walk out the door, he stayed where he was, not knowing what to do. He was always about fair game and what such, but this was proving to be too difficult for him to surrender to. After watching Basil walking away, it made something click in his brain. Too many times had they gotten their hopes up only to be led to another part of the endless maze and now that they had reached the end, there was no way he could let it slip through their hands. With gritted teeth, he raised the gun once more in between the girl's eyes at point blank range. His eyes were set with the most serious expression he'd ever had, yet at the same time were the mirrors of desperation. "No...not this time," he said in a low voice. "You will hand it over...and you will give it to me now."
The raider's eyes widened slightly but quickly narrowed once more in distrust. "How can you expect me to trust you so easily, ghoul? You will kill me the moment I lower my gun." He slowly continued to scoot away from them. There was little doubt in his mind that he was about to die either way but tried his best to push it in the back of his mind. Not that he had much to live for, anyways, but it didn't mean the prospect still frightened him.
Jace turned to look at Basil with wide eyes, incredulous. He stared at him for a long time before finally speaking. "Are you insane? We come this far and now you want to just leave with one snag in the road?" Okay, so maybe there had been a baker's dozen or two of hitches in the road, but he had had a good feeling about this one. And to leave without knowing just seemed stupid in his book. "This...woman, could already have it hidden somewhere. Do you really want to risk overlooking it?"
Kaye, still trying to be on her best behavior like Leith had said, allowed him to go first but kept close behind him. Although she wasn't much of the mercenary or soldierly type, she knew how to handle a weapon though situations like this still freaked her out. She didn't like varmint at all and usually squealed when seeing a radroach or a rat, but what jumped out at them definitely wasn't either of those things. A raider had been hiding inside an open vent as he listened to the people arguing in the cafeteria. He was on he way up from the basement, having been the only one to escape the hellfire down there, and was going to up rendezvous with the two in the cafeteria to tell them what had happened. He'd been looking for an opening to escape for two days and had finally found one, but not without getting shot in the right shoulder. Once he'd gotten upstairs, he heard gunshots and voices that didn't sound like his comrade's voices, so hidden and waited for them to leave. He wasn't a coward, not by a long shot, but he wasn't an idiot. When you knew you would lose, then what was the point of charging headlong into Death's arms? When he heard the two approaching, though, he panicked, knowing they would see him hiding there but it was the only place that was in quick access. He jumped out of his hiding place, a rusty pistol raised with a shaky hand. "D-Don't shoot and I won't shoot!" He backed up a few paces and tripped over his own feet, landing on the floor. Although he was frightened, he tried not to show it. "Don't come any closer!"
"Whether there is one here or not, it means you will continue searching for one. And if you happen to come across it before we do, then I will not have any choice but to kill you. So your best bet is to leave now and go back to your little hideout." While everyone was dealing with the girl, Kaye's ears perked upon hearing a noise coming from the hallway. It was very faint and could have merely been radroaches crawling in the air ducts, but it had her gently shoving Leith to the side and she stepped out into the hallway. Of course no one noticed her departure aside from Leith, who she was sure was following behind her. "I heard something..." she muttered, mostly to herself. She took her combat knife out of its sheath and held it at the ready. Considering Jace confiscated her pistol, this would have to do.
Jace let a smirk slip to his face momentarily but it quickly fell. "Maybe if the likes of your people didn't steal everything that suits your needs from our people, then much of the world would be more civilized and advanced. And besides, at least we don't have to lead pampered lives to survive." He slowly approached the Brotherhood member and stopped a mere foot from her, glaring down at her fiercely. "We will have the G.E.C.K. and if you take it from us...I can guarantee it will not end prettily."
Jace's eyes widened slightly at that and hesitated in his movements. He stared at her for a long time before cursing under his breath. If what Leith had said was true, then they definitely didn't need the entire Brotherhood of Steel breathing down their necks. He doubted they would be able to trace them, but they rarely travelled alone and if there were any nearby that knew of her location, they would easily track them down and destroy them all. "This just keeps getting better and better..." Jace muttered, still glaring at her as he lowered his gun. Everyone remained silent for a long moment as everyone was left with their own thoughts. "I will not kill you as long as you stay the hell out of our way. This is our mission and the likes of your filthy group is not going to take it from us. We need it more than your pampered, pathetic lives."
"She just thinks she can say what she wants and get away with it?!" Kaye struggled a little more in Leith's arms but finally gave up, knowing it was futile. Jace narrowed his eyes at the girl and used Kaye's pistol to aim it at the chick. "Initiative? Perhaps I could shoot you now and save us the trouble of doing so later?" "You have my vote!" Kaye yelled, still glaring at her. He ignored her. "If you are after the G.E.C.K. as well, then you will most likely try to take it from us. So why should I let you live?"
I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...
Yeah, right.
[b]A few things about me...[/b]
No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen.
I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.
I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.
Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...
I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???)
-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.
-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.
-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.
-Pirates...
-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...
-Angels and demons, judgement day...
-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...
-Gladiator-type games...
-Anything supernatural...
-Zombie invasion...
-Alien invasion...
-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...
-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...
-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...
Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!
*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I do not really know what to write on these things, so I will keep it as straight to the point as possible...<br><br>Yeah, right.<br><br><span class="bb-b">A few things about me...</span><br><br> No one should give me a computer or pen/paper when I am tired or I may be very well tempted to conjure up some crazy ideas of world domination. The writer's imagination is the most deadliest weapon in the world, especially when armed with a pen. <br><br> I have only really had two ambitions in life: joining the Marine Corps and becoming an author. Unfortunately, I didn't receive the honor of joining the marines due to...complications. I wanted to become an MP WDH for explosives detection or a Blackhawk helicopter pilot (that would have been an army career path, though). The only thing that prevented me from joining was wanting to follow my main career path...being a writer. If I had enlisted, I would have never had the time to write and writing for me is almost as important as breathing.<br><br> I do not believe I am in the categories as Anee Rice or Dean Koontz when it comes to writing, but I believe I am fairly decent at it when I put my mind to it and I would love nothing more than to have the opportunity to be published to share my literature with the world. In my writings, I try to speak to all crowds under an array of different circumstances and get inside their heads. As I am planning out my characters, I always remember there are two sides of a story behind an individual: the part that others see and think of said individual and the person's true intentions. For example, a school bully may only be believed to like the pain he inflicts upon others due to the thrill of being the bigger and stronger person, but in actuality that isn't the case at all because he lived in a home where he was taught to believe that violence is the key to earning respect to earn a place in society. That may have been a poor example (as it is two in the morning and the neurons in my brain are beginning to shut down), but the moral of my story is never judging a book by its cover and to read into it in order to understand someone before blindly judging. I try to speak to both crowds in the situation to attempt shining a light on their perspectives so they can grasp a better meaning of one another. I do not think I can change the world, but if I can open the eyes of even one individual then I feel I have done my part.<br><br> Are you still reading this hoopla? If so, you deserve a cookie! Now that I got all that out of my system, then allow me to shine light on the reason why I am here...to roleplay! Here are a few of my topics of interest...<br><br> I love anime. Plain and simple. Though I wouldn't go as far to take on the title of "otaku," as I am very picky with what I watch. I have to like the art style, cannot keep with subtitled shows, and very rarely do I enjoy an actual manga. (Naruto is my favorite anime, but what the hell were those artists on when writing those action scenes in the manga???) <br><br>-Would not mind a good Naruto RP...have done a few in the distant past and quite enjoyed them.<br><br>-IDK why but I have wanted to to an Ouran High School Host Club RP centered around the Hitachiin twins where one of them has cancer and is dying, so the crew helps them achieve their dream bucket list before kicking the bucket. If there are any takers, let me know in PM.<br><br>-Those are about the only two anime RPs I really feel up to doing. Perhaps Bleach? (Though I lost track after season 3). Future Diaries? And original Death Note RP with original characters.<br><br>-Pirates...<br>-Apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic themes...<br>-Angels and demons, judgement day...<br>-Aliens meets ancient astronaut theory...<br>-Gladiator-type games...<br>-Anything supernatural...<br>-Zombie invasion...<br>-Alien invasion...<br><br>-And I am not exactly sure why, but I love the (sad) beauty in dramatic tragedies and character deaths...<br>-I must admit...huge yaoi fan (boy x boy love). Do not like yuri (girl x girl love)...unless that girls name is Jennifer. FREAKING. Lawrence. Just sayin'...<br>-If it has a good plot, I will most likely like it...as long as it has strong character developments...<br><br>Are you still reading this? Then you deserve every cookie and cake in Georgy Porgy's bakery! I will get that order sent in right away!<br><br>*This message has been brought to you by the maniacal musings of the tired and sleep-deprived.*</div>
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