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I just started working on a collab with teapotshark.
I edited my character a little bit and added in the Extra section some more facts about his career in UFC.
So freakin' interested! I'm in.
Is there still room? Or should I just wait for Act 2?
Wednesday, 15:24 PM

After finishing their food and drinks, Max and Mike rise from their table and prepare to leave the diner. Max pays for everything and leaves a tip for Jessica. After signaling her goodbye with a smile on his face Max leaves through the door. Then he and Mike stop in front of the car as Mike puts his left hand on Max's elbow. "Dude, I have a favor to ask you. Umm...since i'm back in the big city i'm gonna need a place to stay and until I find a place to stay, can I stick with you?" Said Mike looking straight in Max's eyes. "Of course you can stay with me. I don't like living alone anyway. But i'm warning you. I live in the suburbs." Said Max gesturing as both men got in the Transd Am as Max started the car and drove away.

Friday, 22:28 PM

Max was in front of the mirror, shapeshifting into various people that he saw on the streets. He had no idea that Mike was spying on him. "Ohh Max! What the fuck happened with you? Was it because of that bus crash? I saw Dr. Wilson leave in a hurry from it. Nah, it can't be." Said Mike as he headed to his room to get some sleep. Max stopped shapeshifting as a deep look of concern was in his eyes. "What's happening to me?" He said silently to himself. Then all of a sudden his doorbell rings. As Max heads to the door and opens it he looks surprised as it was his daughter, two travel bags with her too. "Angela? What the hell? Do you even know how late it is! What are you doing here?" He asked. "I had a huge argument with mom's new stupid boyfriend. I told you about him remember? So I packed my bags and here I am." She explained. "Does your mother know about this?" Asked Max. "No. She probably thinks i'm in bed sleeping. Now can I get in? It's kind of chilly outside." Said Angela as Max allowed her to get in as he got out of her way.

"Come here!" Said Max as he and Angela hugged each other. "Everything is gonna be alright. I promise.Tomorow i'll have a little chat with your mother." Said Max as he kissed his daughter's forehead. "I love you dad!" Said Angela as she made herself cozy in Max's embrace. " I love you too." Said Max as both he and Angela let go of the embrace as Max took one of her bags. "Come on, let me help you with these. Wait till you meet Mike. He's a cool guy." Said Max smiling as he and Angela started climbing the stairs.

Saturday, 23:51 PM

After a hard day at the shop, Max was ready to relax. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat down on an armchair as he opened up the TV. Mike was in his room sleeping and Angela was at a slumber party with some friends of hers. As he took a sip from his beer and was staring at the TV, all of a sudden his vision was blocked as a well made guy in combat gear appeared in front of him. "What the fuck is this?" Said Max as he rised up from the armchair with an angered look on his face. The man attempted to pierce him with a syringe but Max dodged and attempted to punch the man but he teleported away appearing behind him. Max attempted a roundhouse kick but again the guy teleported, appearing behind him once more. As he attempted to pierce him with the needle of the syringe Max managed to grab him by his arm and gave him a straight kick.

As the man fell on the ground Max looked at him with a fiery look in his eyes. "What did you thought huh? That I was gonna be some easy prey? I was a Marine asshole! For 10 years. I served my country both in Afganistan and in Iraq." As Max was lecturing the man furiously, the attacker teleported once again appearing behind him and with a quick move stabbed Max with the syringe injecting the tranquilizer in him. But at the cost of a furious punch from Max straight in his face. As Max fell on the ground he could feel himself fading away as the guy was looking at him satisfied. Max crawls at him with whatever strength he had left and he grabs him by his pants. "You mother fu..., wait till i get my hands on y..." Max didn't get the chance to complete his statement as he fell motionless on the floor.

Wakened up by all the comotion Mike saw everything. "Josiah? What the hell is this?" Said Mike with a loud tone as he walked down the stairs angry. But Josiah grabbed Max and dissapeared right before Mike's eyes. Mike ran to a window and saw Josiah putting Max inside a van that was parked outside. He quickly opened the window and jumped outside from it as he headed to the van furiously. "You're not going anywhere without me you understand. I wanna know what this is all about." Said Mike as he got inside the van willingly sitting next to a sleeping Max.
Okay, i'm back on track and ready to post. I apologise for the sudden dissapearance. Now before I start making up a post I have one question since I haven't been around for a while. Which group is going to kidnap Max? Or do I just randomly choose?
Joe Bernard


The fundraiser was already well underway when Joe finally decided to show up. His all black 2012 Chevrolet Corvette ZR1, worth a little over 100.000 $ stopped in an agressive manner in front of the building where the event took place. As he gets out of the car, flashes of light from the photo cameras imdieatly start to bust his face. Joe didn't seem to bothered by that as he gave the car keys to the vallet who took his car in order to park it along with the others. As he was walking down the aisle towards the entrance, reporters imidieatly started flocking towards him in order to ask him questions. "Please! No questions. I have nothing to say." Said Joe continuing to make his way to the entrance.

However a female reporter asks him. "Mr. Bernard, it's strange for an MMA fighter to be seen in such places. Are you here because you want to repair your damaged image a little?" She said as she extended a small recording device towards him. Max stops and turns around. He looks at the recording device then at the female reporter. "What's your name?" He asked. "Mr. Bernard...you are answering my question with a question." She said with a serious look. "No, humor me! What's your name? It's not like i'm asking you to take off your clothes. Although judging by the way you look I think you'd be better off without them. A body like yours dosen't deserve to be hidden away." Said Joe who was visibly upset. "Now...what's your name?" He continued as the female reporter looked shocked at him.

"Sarah!" She said with half a mouth. "Okay Sarah. I'm here because I hate cancer. I'm here because two of my relatives have died because of cancer. My grandmother and my aunt. And you are right, i'm here because I do want to repair my damaged a little. Satisfied! Now I want all of you sharks to leave me alone." Said Joe as he turned around and after a few more steps finally made it inside, where he was greeted by Max, his manager. Max, or Maxwell Terry by his real name was a 50 year old englishman. Max used to be a boxer but he retired 12 years ago and became a manager. His collaboration with Joe started last year, after Joe fired his previous manager and the man he worked with ever since he became a pro, because he caught him trying to steal money from him.

"Goddamnit Joe! I told you to stop arguing with the press. Now they are gonna use this little incident against you." Said Max who shook Joe's hand and acted like everything was allright. "Max, as far as i'm concerned, those sharks, those leeches can do whatever they want. I couldn't care less. Now if you excuse me, i'm off to the bar for a drink." Said Joe with a calm tone, slapped Max on his left elbow then went off to the bar. "Remember no alcohol! You're driving!" Said Max as he crossed his arms, nodded his head in dissaproval and watched as Joe dissapeared into the crowd, as he was going to the bar.
But I have to admit it was freakin' hilarious. I don't even remember the last time I laughed so much. But I don't hate you. That would be stupid.
Relax and stay with us. I'm pretty sure nobody hates you. :)
God damn, 25 IC posts in less then a day? And I didn't even got the chance to post yet! :0
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