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Love the Idea, simple but interesting.

Name: Jin Graydrake
Appearance: Strong Build, has Dark green eyes that shine with the fires of passion, but if you look closer one can see sadness on his whiskery facial hair covered face. Jin has Short spiky jet-black raven Hair that looks good with his usual, T-shirt, Sunglasses, Khargo shorts, bare feet combo, all in all, not a bad-looking 20 year old, he keeps his fairy tail tattoo on his palms

Magical Preference: Lightning Dragonslayer Magic

Guild (Can be a disbanded Guild): Fairytail
Companion(Optional): Falcon
Gender: Male
Penguin said
Whoa nice job guys! Both accepted.


Thanks
Dark Eternity said
Meh, I just wrote my post. I think it's rather large and I am feeling like I messed some things up, but oh well... Might be just me.


Lol, messing things up is my favorite part, it always leads to something interesting, so it's not really messing things up....
"Strength in numbers" Jason said simply as he finally caught his breath. "Besides, I wasn't entirely sure you were real until you spoke just now, so there's that" Jason grinned despite himself, and the situation. "The real question is, what are we going to do about these things trying to eat us" he continued, pacing "and why weren't we affected?" Jason's brain and mouth were moving a mile a minute as he spun his large wooden oar nervously
Jason had tried to run, tried sprinting into the night, tried to get free, tried to run away from this terrible town and somewhere where the world hadn't gone crazy. But just as he saw his opening, right after recovering from landing on that SUV, he caught something in the corner of his eye, for a second, for one blasted second, he saw her, clearly tired, not very tall, just a small wisp of a thing, about to charge across the street....where right around the corner the horde was waiting, so he brought himself to a halt. He jogged back to the alleyway where he had seen the thing, still not entirely sure he wasn't hallucinating, and got in front of her. "Hi....Jason......don't go......over there......undead.......no bueno" He said, exasperated, to the possible hallucination.
Jason Swung his oar over his head and down on the zombies' neck, severing it, he saw the rest of the hoard gaining on him and ran, ran as fast as his legs could carry him. there wasn't much of a choice in direction, the House had only one entrance after he had blocked the other, running up the stairs he saw a way out, it was risky but it could work, seeing the hoard of undead climbing through his doorway, he braced himself, grabbed his mother's necklace for good luck, clenched it in his hand, and Jumped........through the window out into the cold air of the beyond, he landed on top of some SUV, rolled off, and sprinted into the night.
Name- Jason Drake
Age- 21
Gender- Male
Current Weapon- A Wooden Oar
My Backpack- 1 gallon jug of water, lighter, notebook, 1/4 Bag of Cheetos, good luck necklace.
Appearance- About 5'10, stocky for his build but light on his feet, Scruffy facial hair, strong jaw, kind brown eyes. Wears jeans, Sneakers, an AC/DC t-shirt and a thick red jacket. Not to mention a bandana over his forehead as a catcher for sweat.
Jason headed back for his own personal heaven after the assembly, silently trying not to wonder why the usually eloquent Ororo had been rather curt. Whistling a tune, hands in his pockets, not a care in the world, except maybe that Wolverine and Beast might find his secret stash.....suddenly a familiar sound reached his ears, the falling of steps in such a way as to produce a very certain sound, a very specific sound, the smell, a very distinctive mixing of very distinctive scents, Jason let the rest of his senses out, the hair on his skin lifted as he suddenly felt the tremors from the ground ripple through him as only happened when someone approached him, feeling this person get closer, and closer, Jason readied himself and jumped up and spun, landing not two inches away from the person behind him.......... Jason saw who it was and he smiled a smile of pure, unadulterated happiness, "RED!!" he proclaimed happily. He gave her a hug, lifted her off her feet and danced with the powerful mutant around the empty hallway. For a moment, Jason felt pure, unadulterated joy, the kind of happiness that a big brother feels when seeing his little sister for the first time in ages, a raw protective, semi-annoying energy.

"Oh, Okay" Jason replied to the girl after putting her down and hearing her piece, he gave the menu a once over "Yeah, okay, this should be doable" he said as he mentally started going over the things he would need to start. he gave the small redhead a wave as she walked down the other end of the hallway (excitedly, always excitedly......)

Jason had forgotten his tune, but he soon regained it as he set himself back toward his haven, his mind whirring with recipes, ingredients, cooking times, spices, and the million other things that went into his job, the menu was simple enough, the problem would be making sure there was enough for everybody. Jason smiled at the opportunity to partake of his passion, in his kitchen, once again. So, upon reaching his domain, he went over to one of the cabinets and opened it up, inside there was a stereo, hooked up to a sound-system that was wired throughout the fairly sizable kitchen. smirking as the song came on (Eye of the tiger, god bless you Beast, you always know exactly what I would want.....and need). As the music pumped, the stocky tall man touched the stove and it BURST to life, humming as it did, flames coming from the burners, getting out his tools, spices, various instruments all as the soulful music of the Rocky franchise transitioned slowly into Superstitious, via Stevie Wonder. The muscular pyrokinetic began whirling, twirling, sometimes entirely disappearing from certain spots in the kitchen to reach other parts sooner. He was like a conductor of a great symphony at work, amid a cacophony of sound and smells did Jason listen to his sharpened senses and began to take and make order from the chaos via his players, he made the meat sizzle in time to the music and to the other foods. He made the vegetable carry their own beat and he kept the flow of the burners going, even as he started to grill. When he finally reached a breaking point he reached up into his Secret stash to get some of his favorite stuff out, unfortunately somebody had already raided it, reaching inside and grabbing the last two, Jason noticed that there was a small puddle of water left inside the cabinet, "Bobby" Jason intoned and then chuckled as he sat down outside his personal heaven's hot atmosphere in the cool of the hallway, the cold root beer steaming as it reached his lips, and the feeling remained as the icy liquid made its way down his gullet.

Which is when Steph came back, Jason would've known it was her from half a hallway away, if he wasn't focusing on the familiar smell emanating from the garage, a thick, greasy smell that paired with a heavy yet practiced step, one that sent a unique tremor to his feet, Jason closed his eyes and smiled, he had wondered when the little animal would return, hopefully he had brought Jason some of those infamous blackberries the man was always going on about......"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Jason spurted in surprise as he sputtered his beverage out in a spit-take like fashion, surprised by the sudden appearance of Stephanie, Jason asked as he regained his composure, chuckled at himself, laying with his back against the wall, he made a quick scent check of the air, made sure nothing was boiling, and then turned to the red-headed mutant and smiled "What's up Red?"
iSuspect said
Just posted.In my next post, OH MY GOD!!! Get ready to defend the Mansion!! :)


Ooohhh things are about to heat up
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