Tuxedo Fox

Harry Dresden/ The Dresden Files

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Apparently it's on hulu. But not netflix. I'm unsure if it's free or paid for hulu. Since I only do netflix.

@Blue Demon

Not sure how quickly/if this will get going but I totally just started watching it on hulu (Im one of those wierd losers who has a hulu, netflix, crackle, and funimation account-im a streaming addict)

Unfortunately something has come up just in the brief ammount of time (real world) that I had shown interest in this-mind if I inquire to the post amount you had in mind? I could honestly only commit to about 3-4 posts a weeks at the present time.

Rotten Masks

@Kidd@Mr Rage@Amelian Draco@The Kraken

Hey guys! Just wanted to let you all know (I've already talked to a few of you) But my schedule this next week or two will be rather random/I probably wont be able to post and respond nearly as quickly. I am still totally committed to the rp though; just wanted everyone to be well aware there might be a slight "lull" in posts from my end for a brief ammount of time.

I also wanted to briefly mention something Rage (Who I am super glad is still with us) touched on in one of his recent posts that I had not covered. The zombie type known as "Scabs" have completely impenetrable skin-but you can still smash/scramble their brains within their protective shell. This is much harder to do with a gun (which would at best crack the skull, the force of impact being largley deflected by bone and "Armored skin") But with enough blunt force (smashing a motherfucker repeatedly in the eye socket with a hammer/putting someone face first in a trash compactor) is more then enough to put them down-the actual physical trauma occuring within their body (likewise you can break their legs, arms, ect)

Harry Dresden/ The Dresden Files

*didn't know it was a series xD*

@Queue13

lol yeah, they were both really good too (the book and tv show, especially for scifi at that time) from what I remember.

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Man, you are missing out. If you really want to give It a go, I can point you to a few wikis. All in all the world isn't that hard to figure out. It's your typical urban fantasy really.

@Blue Demon

Yeah I remember that was one reason I really liked it. You wouldn't happen to know if the show got put on hulu or netflix?

Harry Dresden/ The Dresden Files

I'm honestly surprised more people aren't all over this.

@FateWeaver

Honestly man I almost threw my hat in on this-my experience with Dresden though is very sketchy, I got to read half a book before my dad made me take it back to the library as a kid and likewise only got to watch 2 episodes of the SciFi(syfy!?) show that came later. But I totally loved the concept/world, just don't think I could write it convincingly given the fact I cant remember much.

Spy Roleplay, Inspired by Kingsman

Dibs on ???!?!

Spy Roleplay, Inspired by Kingsman

*Raises Hand* Interested!

Welcome to Glen's Cove. A Twin Peaks, Deadly Premonition inspired mystery.

Readin this reminded me of Alan Wake. Now I gotta go google Nightvale.

Pawns of the Inquisition

@The Kraken@Pundii@vFear
"Agreed. If you'd all just follow my sodding-" He wrenched his mace out of what was left of some poor bastards skull, a grunt of effort escaping his lips as the mace successfully freed itself with a plolp. "-Lead no one would even know we are here. Noisy humans, must be the long legs."

The fact that these miners (If that is what they were, Flint wasn't positive.) literally had rocks of lyrium growing from their malnourished and overworked bodies was rather troubling. Flint prodded the body of one such corpse, his mace echoing the dull crunch of stone as he put some weight on the red afflicted area. As if proving this was in fact the red tainted bastard cousin of lyrium so many dwarfs made a living mining and refining. He shot a worried glance to his partner Erika-the Inquisition would undoubtedly want to hear about this.

Leading the group Flint marched on in a way that could best be described in a vast number of words; none of which were silent.

"-And so then he says to her he says; I thought you wanted Mushed Shrooms, not Mushrooms." He let out a bellowing fit of laughter. "Get it? You get it, right? Oh-Whats this." No sooner had he finished yet another joke that clearly no one understood but him had the handful of party members rounded a corner in the cavern system, immediately arriving in front of a large bulky looking barricade like structure-the solid looking wooden gate being the only way through.

"Oh if only we could use magic..." Flint barked in a rather convincing defeated tone of voice.

Fallout: Orleans

SECONDARY QUEST-A Light in the Darkness
@Ulstermann

"Good to see you, my friend." Carson said, deadpan. "Have an interesting trip?"

"You could say that." Boss quipped back while taking the brief moment of peace to reload his shotgun which he then promptly slung back over his shoulder. He watched Carson wave towards the lighthouse.

"Almost done. Clear out that big bastard, scalp the brave captain, and turn the lights back on." Carson went on as he lead the way off the bridge and towards the lighthouse, Boss quickly falling in step beside his battle hardened comrade. They reached the large doors of the dauntingly tall looking lighthouse in what seemed like moments, Boss listening all the while Carson explained his plan.

The duo was just about to make their entrance when Carson spoke up again, as if suddenly remembering something. "By the way, this might be of some use to you. Saw you broke your machete. And the bastard who tried to spit me with it ate one of your grenades. Only fitting you should get it." He handed Boss the shocksword labeled BloodThirster. Quickly Boss wondered if Carson had been responsible for the explosion that had saved his life belowdecks but before he could ask Carson cut him off. "Ready to finish this?"

Grinning like a kid in a chem shop Boss grabbed at the piece of steel greedily, his eyes flashing with excitement as he gave the hefty sword a few practice swings. Quickly he shuffled his pistol into his left hand-such a fine blade deserved the full power behind of his right arm afterall. There had been no "Oh no you keep the blade Carson you earned it" or anything of the sort-Boss clearly rather taken by his new toy.

"I know I'm ready to give this baby a whirl!" Boss shouted in what could best be described as a jubilent war cry, literally rushing past Carson he kicked the light house door open with his heavy booted foot-ready to cut down or shoot the first thing that looked at him the wrong way.

Rotten Masks

@Amelian Draco@The Kraken(Liam)
The trio of dirty men that had been holding Liam up had no intentions of letting the young man live-no the planned to kill him, rob him, and eat him (not necessarily in that order.) Still though it was obvious they didn't want to take the chance of getting shot or attracting the undead-for now they could play along.

"Sure sure, bud. Hand em over." Joe spat while keeping his own gun, a .357 revolver, aimed squarely at Liams face. The skinnier of the quickly snatched the offered ammunition.

"Now how bout you toss us that gun to? Wouldn't want things to escalate here. Afterall we are all-" He was cut off mid sentence as he collapsed to the ground, a seemingly random hatchet protruding from his back. Groaning in pain he writhed in his ever growing puddle of blood.

Before the fallen Joe's cohorts could respond (The two looking shocked at Liam as if he had somehow magically thrown a boomerang hatchet) a stream of fire literally shot out of the palm of some newcomer-the arc of flame landing on beanpoles dirty white shirt, sending the man into a screaming frenzy as he did his best to put the flames out. Sadly, instead of "stop drop and roll", he seemed to be trying the less effective method of "running around screaming." Needless to say his attempt failed.

The last remaining figure seemed to be determined to just get the hell out of here, obviousley not wanting a fight now that the tables were turned. He riddled the car Liam and David hid behind, the piece of cover David had thrown the two behind ripping and shredding as the Uzi rattled away-the attacker doing his best to run away down the street in the process.

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@The Kraken(Kennedy)

Bushwhacker felt an extremely odd an somewhat painful expression play across his face as Kennedys voice crackled into his earpiece. Lifting his left hand to his mask he lightly caressed the area that was his right cheekbone, trying to pinpoint what this odd feeling was that had penetrated beneath his mask-then he suddenly realized (genuinely shocked) that he was smiling. Thank goodness no one could see his face. "No shit?" He asked back, clear disbelief in his voice. He couldn't believe The Maker was still running around out there-talk about an asset to bring in.

No He had to remind himself He's more then just some fucking Asset. He's a friend. Was a friend you mean? Another, harsher voice chimed in. Remember, UnderDog was a friend too. Look how that turned out, you pathetic fuck.

"Shut up." He barked coldly to the empty catwalk he stood upon, the inner monologue instantly ceasing as he went over everything Kennedy had told him-his mind rapidly going over each and every possible and potential outcome if Kennedy did get involved. Of course it had to be fucking Scabs.

"Listen Kennedy." He chimed back into the radio that sat in his ear. "If I know The Maker he should have a trick or two up his sleeve. As for the stranger, well, not worth risking a super over." He stated factual in his usual monotone voice, as if he wasn't talking about peoples lives. "Just enjoy the show for now. But keep an eye on The Maker...Things start looking dicey, go on and help the old man out."