Rand looked over at Mason as he posed a question. "Whatever it is, it wasn't a vampire. Let me think about it," Rand stopped walking and leaned against the wall. He closed his eyes and searched his own encyclopedia within his mind. Fire. Scorches. No body traces left. Little sound. Instantaneous. Fire spirit? No, they were all loud in volume. Elemental? Possibly, but not likely. Phoenix? Another possibility, but he hadn't seen something like this before.
Rand stopped his thinking as his phone went off from a text from Damien. Stay hidden and only come out if we need help. Marcus is going quietly too, don't confuse him. He texted back. When he looked up from his phone Travis had arrived with his car. Rand gave a sad smile and shook his hand. "You're correct in that assumption, and if I had more time I could figure out what happened to her I would, but right now there's more than one threat." Rand jerked his head in the direction of the nearby buildings. "It's not confirmed but it seems likely, so let's not waste time shall we?" The hunter began moving down the street casually towards the buildings, now wanting to kill something.
Connor looked at the two supernatural as the wizard ran out of the building and Draco pursued. Good, they were out of his hair for awhile. Connor hooked up the generator and began building the computer. He went faster than normal, thinking about how Jess was gone. He had hardly known her but Rand obviously cared for her. Hunters dying in the first place was scary enough. When he finished building the computer Connor hooked up the two monitors and turned it on. While he waited for it to start up, Connor pulled up a foldable chair and inputted the password. As it was accessed Connor accessed the GPS program, putting on his headphones. All the GPS points for the hunters who were at the abandon building were there, except for Jess. Strange, even if she died it should still be active. "Damien you read?" Connor spoke through the microphone. "I have no trace on Jess at all, just a complete blackout on her. Can you tell the others to put in their comms too?" Connor continued activating programs and kept up a jpeg image of a map of Colver. The surveillance would be very helpful, as long as he wasn't interrupted. He hoped all the supernatural would be distracted for a while, and that no new ones would stumble upon him again. With his luck they would.
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Noah - Haywood - Anthony, Abram, and Daniel
Help. Help had come at last. The two people who helped them seemed experienced and Noah didn't hesitate to follow them in away from the walkers. Both Anthony and Noah heaved as they ran in, but that wasn't the end of it.
"Put your weapons down, sir!" One of them yelled, aiming the rifle at them.
Anthony froze up but kept his knife in his hand, giving his dad a questioning look. Noah grimaced and glanced down at the crowbar in his hand. Judging by their marksmanship there would be no way they could face these two, let alone whoever else was in this place. Noah looked over at his son and gave a nod, dropping his crowbar to the ground then gently pulling out his pistol and carefully setting it down. Anthony followed suit, staring at Noah for guidance. Noah backed a single step away from his weapons, facing their two saviors and possibly potential killers. "We don't have anything of high value," Noah explained. "We only came inside the city to try and scavenge anything we could find. If you let us go we'll leave and never come back, no more trouble from us."
While he hadn't dealt with a particular situation like this before, he had been in a similar situation. Bandits had once pinned up their group and Noah had to carefully calm them down in order for them to not fire. If even these guys had just saved them Noah had no idea what they wanted, especially now that they were pointing their weapons at them. It could possibly be just a safety precaution for them, but Noah didn't want to take chances that that was the case.
Help. Help had come at last. The two people who helped them seemed experienced and Noah didn't hesitate to follow them in away from the walkers. Both Anthony and Noah heaved as they ran in, but that wasn't the end of it.
"Put your weapons down, sir!" One of them yelled, aiming the rifle at them.
Anthony froze up but kept his knife in his hand, giving his dad a questioning look. Noah grimaced and glanced down at the crowbar in his hand. Judging by their marksmanship there would be no way they could face these two, let alone whoever else was in this place. Noah looked over at his son and gave a nod, dropping his crowbar to the ground then gently pulling out his pistol and carefully setting it down. Anthony followed suit, staring at Noah for guidance. Noah backed a single step away from his weapons, facing their two saviors and possibly potential killers. "We don't have anything of high value," Noah explained. "We only came inside the city to try and scavenge anything we could find. If you let us go we'll leave and never come back, no more trouble from us."
While he hadn't dealt with a particular situation like this before, he had been in a similar situation. Bandits had once pinned up their group and Noah had to carefully calm them down in order for them to not fire. If even these guys had just saved them Noah had no idea what they wanted, especially now that they were pointing their weapons at them. It could possibly be just a safety precaution for them, but Noah didn't want to take chances that that was the case.
I don't want to force anyone to make any character but I'll say that it'll help balance and I'll have to make Nixon extremely overpowered (which might actually be a lot of fun!) in order to make a balance but if anyone's willing I'll gladly accept. Of course the vampires and Nixon's group aren't the only villains in this RP but I'd like them to kind of be the higher focus, and in the least what Nixon's doing. I was also thinking of bringing Sarah the sadistic siren (and my only female character I've ever made) into this to assist with Nixon but I might make her a succubus since we already have another siren.
Pretty much because the villains in the groups are low in number and no one has posted for either of the groups for awhile. For Ice and I since we're the only ones in Nixon's group (and also Mina but she still hasn't posted yet) we've both been waiting for our characters to come in. In the vampire group there's basically just Dexter and Mithias even though Mithias isn't really with the group. I've been planning on Nixon interfering as soon as the hunters stumbled into the vampire nest to give more supernatural to the fight. There can also be vampire NPCs.
Also wraith you could be posting something with Mithias, and since SaraRPs has been inactive for at least a week her character can either be killed off or put into a coma state.
If Stryder doesn't post within several hours I'll have something up tonight with Rand and Connor. I'll post right after if he does.
Also wraith you could be posting something with Mithias, and since SaraRPs has been inactive for at least a week her character can either be killed off or put into a coma state.
If Stryder doesn't post within several hours I'll have something up tonight with Rand and Connor. I'll post right after if he does.
He is, I know him personally. I'm actually sitting right next to him right now.
There were only three in the vampire group in the first place and SaraRPs has gone MIA and Ice has been waiting for a response from you this whole time.
Damo021 said
Sorry for the delay in characters :(
You're good, things happen that delay us!
Cartwright said
I SHALL POST LATER TONIGHT AFTER MY OTHER RPs! I promise!I'm thinking of starting Al off entering the town.. Probably have him wander towards ze church and stuff.. Because He's Al
Can't wait!
Noah and Anthony - Near Haywood
Noah Kendrick opened up the final room on the second floor of the house. Inside was a simple bedroom that was surprisingly clean except for the thick layer of dust. Noah grunted and began his search, checking underneath the bed for any possible food and then the closet. Both yielded nothing, as did the dresser. Noah sighed, still nothing that was useful to them.
Noah descended downstairs, and looked up to where he expected his son to be, but for some reason wasn't. Where was Anthony? He should've still been searching around the bottom floor. Noah quickly looked inside all of the rooms but still didn't find him. Worriedly, he shouted, "Anthony?" Nothing. Noah ran outside but still had no sight of him. "Anthony?!"
His son popped out of one of the buildings nearby, pulling his backpack back onto his shoulder. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you dad," he said apologetically. "I finished searching early and to move on, but I still got nothing. Entire place has been picked clean."
Noah sighed in relief, wiping his brow and looking around the empty streets before he looked back at his son. "You're alright, but you know how much I'm concerned about you splitting off alone. Walkers can come from anywhere, that's how we lost everyone else." Anthony gave a sad nod, remembering that terrible night.
Several months ago the two of them had been in a small group that was made up of good and honest people. They hardly had any losses and were surprisingly doing well, but their luck turned for the worse when they settled inside an apartment building inside of Lafayette. They were perfectly set up and everyone split up the rooms with Noah and Anthony staying in the same one. Just as everyone was falling asleep one of the men opened up a wardrobe to find a kid walker right inside. The man had no chance as the small walker bit into his skin, but matters turned for the worse as the man shot the kid then himself. Walkers from nearby heard the shot and invaded the apartment building. Everyone's rooms were invaded except for Noah and Anthony's who had just enough time to barricade the door and make a hasty escape using the window and the bed sheets. There was no way to save the others and the two were once again alone. Anthony still had nightmares about the event.
Noah gave a sad smile, noticing his son's discomfort. "Sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up. Come on, maybe we'll get lucky in these next few homes." Their food was getting low ever since they came into New Orleans but so far they found little. He was greatly regretting his decision, maybe they should've gone north instead.
After several hours of searching with only the results of molded bread and spoiled milk, the two were near the end of the street and considered their options, and ended up moving deeper into the city figuring early looters wouldn't go near the inside. "Alright, let's be quick and quiet."
The buildings had the same primary results as the previous houses: nothing. Noah stepped down the stairs degenerated from the futile search. As . "Nothing yet, but haven't finished searching. One last room," Anthony said as he opened the door and peered in. "It's just a small office room, should I check it anyway?" Anthony turned away from the door and looked at his father
As Noah was about to respond with a necessary yes, he looked to see a walker come out from behind Anthony dangerously close. Noah didn't have time to shout a warning or to get closer. Noah pulled out his revolver and aimed past Anthony at the walker.
BANG
The shot rang out and the walker fell to the ground. Anthony looked stunned, and turned to see the dead walker. Noah pulled Anthony away and ran out of the building, his eyes avid for any walkers who could've awoken to the noise. Sure enough, the two began to see several walkers emerge from other streets and inside buildings. With this close within the city, running for it and staying on the streets were suicide. Getting inside a building could work, but then they'd be trapped. Noah looked out towards the makeshift wall that was still a few blocks away. That was their one shot.
"Make for that wall and find some kind of opening. If we're lucky, there's people inside willing to help. Go!" Noah shouted to his son. The two took off running towards the wall, not slowing as more walkers began to come out of their stasis and go towards the noise. Anthony stumbled but Noah helped him recover as they continued sprinting down the street. A walker came in the front of them, blocking their path. There was no time to waste going around and getting to close to the alleys. Noah fixed the issue by pulling out his crowbar and slamming it into the walker's head. "Keep going!" Noah shouted at Anthony as he made a finishing blow. Anthony didn't even slow as he continued running. Noah gave a moment to breath and continued running, keeping his crowbar out.
They were only a block away by now, but to Noah it felt like miles. He already began worrying as he considered his problems. They were running straight for a wall that was unclimbable and no entrance in sight. They could be running right to the perfect place to get surrounded! But there was no other plan for them, they could only hope there would be someone or some kind of entrance.
The two reached the wall with a good distance away from the attracted walkers, but the gap was closing quickly. "Hello?!" Noah shouted, not seeing any entrance in their vicinity. "Anyone?! Please help! Please!" The walkers were coming closer, and Noah feared this might be the end for them. "Help! Please! Anyone!" Anthony began trying to climb the wall but to no success. They were surrounded by now, with the large majority coming from the middle.
Anthony pulled out his hunting knife, fear in his eyes. Noah had no peaceful words for him, there were simply none to give. "The right, we break through to the right and keep going around the wall. We need to find an entrance." Anthony nodded and the two charged their way to the right, cutting and dodging through the walkers. Whenever he had a chance Noah would shout at the walls, hoping that maybe someone would respond to their pleas. The chances of getting past this group seemed bleak, and even worse that the majority of the walkers was nearing them.
Noah Kendrick opened up the final room on the second floor of the house. Inside was a simple bedroom that was surprisingly clean except for the thick layer of dust. Noah grunted and began his search, checking underneath the bed for any possible food and then the closet. Both yielded nothing, as did the dresser. Noah sighed, still nothing that was useful to them.
Noah descended downstairs, and looked up to where he expected his son to be, but for some reason wasn't. Where was Anthony? He should've still been searching around the bottom floor. Noah quickly looked inside all of the rooms but still didn't find him. Worriedly, he shouted, "Anthony?" Nothing. Noah ran outside but still had no sight of him. "Anthony?!"
His son popped out of one of the buildings nearby, pulling his backpack back onto his shoulder. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you dad," he said apologetically. "I finished searching early and to move on, but I still got nothing. Entire place has been picked clean."
Noah sighed in relief, wiping his brow and looking around the empty streets before he looked back at his son. "You're alright, but you know how much I'm concerned about you splitting off alone. Walkers can come from anywhere, that's how we lost everyone else." Anthony gave a sad nod, remembering that terrible night.
Several months ago the two of them had been in a small group that was made up of good and honest people. They hardly had any losses and were surprisingly doing well, but their luck turned for the worse when they settled inside an apartment building inside of Lafayette. They were perfectly set up and everyone split up the rooms with Noah and Anthony staying in the same one. Just as everyone was falling asleep one of the men opened up a wardrobe to find a kid walker right inside. The man had no chance as the small walker bit into his skin, but matters turned for the worse as the man shot the kid then himself. Walkers from nearby heard the shot and invaded the apartment building. Everyone's rooms were invaded except for Noah and Anthony's who had just enough time to barricade the door and make a hasty escape using the window and the bed sheets. There was no way to save the others and the two were once again alone. Anthony still had nightmares about the event.
Noah gave a sad smile, noticing his son's discomfort. "Sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up. Come on, maybe we'll get lucky in these next few homes." Their food was getting low ever since they came into New Orleans but so far they found little. He was greatly regretting his decision, maybe they should've gone north instead.
After several hours of searching with only the results of molded bread and spoiled milk, the two were near the end of the street and considered their options, and ended up moving deeper into the city figuring early looters wouldn't go near the inside. "Alright, let's be quick and quiet."
The buildings had the same primary results as the previous houses: nothing. Noah stepped down the stairs degenerated from the futile search. As . "Nothing yet, but haven't finished searching. One last room," Anthony said as he opened the door and peered in. "It's just a small office room, should I check it anyway?" Anthony turned away from the door and looked at his father
As Noah was about to respond with a necessary yes, he looked to see a walker come out from behind Anthony dangerously close. Noah didn't have time to shout a warning or to get closer. Noah pulled out his revolver and aimed past Anthony at the walker.
BANG
The shot rang out and the walker fell to the ground. Anthony looked stunned, and turned to see the dead walker. Noah pulled Anthony away and ran out of the building, his eyes avid for any walkers who could've awoken to the noise. Sure enough, the two began to see several walkers emerge from other streets and inside buildings. With this close within the city, running for it and staying on the streets were suicide. Getting inside a building could work, but then they'd be trapped. Noah looked out towards the makeshift wall that was still a few blocks away. That was their one shot.
"Make for that wall and find some kind of opening. If we're lucky, there's people inside willing to help. Go!" Noah shouted to his son. The two took off running towards the wall, not slowing as more walkers began to come out of their stasis and go towards the noise. Anthony stumbled but Noah helped him recover as they continued sprinting down the street. A walker came in the front of them, blocking their path. There was no time to waste going around and getting to close to the alleys. Noah fixed the issue by pulling out his crowbar and slamming it into the walker's head. "Keep going!" Noah shouted at Anthony as he made a finishing blow. Anthony didn't even slow as he continued running. Noah gave a moment to breath and continued running, keeping his crowbar out.
They were only a block away by now, but to Noah it felt like miles. He already began worrying as he considered his problems. They were running straight for a wall that was unclimbable and no entrance in sight. They could be running right to the perfect place to get surrounded! But there was no other plan for them, they could only hope there would be someone or some kind of entrance.
The two reached the wall with a good distance away from the attracted walkers, but the gap was closing quickly. "Hello?!" Noah shouted, not seeing any entrance in their vicinity. "Anyone?! Please help! Please!" The walkers were coming closer, and Noah feared this might be the end for them. "Help! Please! Anyone!" Anthony began trying to climb the wall but to no success. They were surrounded by now, with the large majority coming from the middle.
Anthony pulled out his hunting knife, fear in his eyes. Noah had no peaceful words for him, there were simply none to give. "The right, we break through to the right and keep going around the wall. We need to find an entrance." Anthony nodded and the two charged their way to the right, cutting and dodging through the walkers. Whenever he had a chance Noah would shout at the walls, hoping that maybe someone would respond to their pleas. The chances of getting past this group seemed bleak, and even worse that the majority of the walkers was nearing them.
Atomyk said
Previously a community and trading post in the middle of New Orleans. It is centred around an apartment complex and the immediate surrounding area (including any houses) are within its walls. The previous leader, Bruce Levi, was overthrown by Haywood's citizens when it was revealed he had been selling off the community's women for supplies. After, Daniel Crowe took over, but a man named Robert Dalton grew paranoid and unhappy with Daniel's leadership. He eventually split Haywood's militia in two and started a fight between them. The fight was catastrophic, allowing large groups of walkers into the settlement. A large percentage of Haywood's population was killed and now only a dozen people reside over the remains.
Alright thanks, I'll have a post up soon!
EDIT: Just made my post, hopefully didn't screw anything up! I thought that attracting walkers temporarily to give attention to their appearance was fine, but now I'm reconsidering if that alters the plot too much. So if that needs changing just tell me!
Connor gave a worried look as Damien got the text. "What happe-" No, there wasn't much time for questions now, and Damien probably didn't even know anyway. All he knew was that Jess had disappeared and the computer and tracking system would be very important to find her. As Draco asked for what he could do Connor ran thoughts in his head. Even if the dragon seemed friendly he didn't want him close by. "Uh, can you please escort the wizard out of the base? Really privacy would be best for now so maybe you can check and make sure the wizard isn't dangerous but either way keep him away from the base. I suppose you can assist Damien after that." If Rand knew about this it wouldn't end well, but right now he didn't have time to think. He needed to finish the set up and launch the computer database. Connor hurriedly ran inside the abandon building, giving a brief glance at the wizard before kneeling down to connect wires for the desktop.
(Posting Rand after Stryder posts.)
(Posting Rand after Stryder posts.)
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