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2 yrs ago
Current A quiet day is a good day, especially when it doesn't have to be productive.
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3 yrs ago
I made a new RP for the first time... In years. roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… please give it a look!
7 yrs ago
Fallout Tactics has death claws that can talk, scary killer robots, and the ability to have a tank. It just doesn't... Sit well with the rest of lore.
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7 yrs ago
Very sick, will post when not hurting.
7 yrs ago
I'm awake at weird hours again.
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@Tracyarmav Yeah sorry I've busy with work so working on a post now.
@Double their just observing for know scouts not combat.
Probably standing perfect straight up or leaned up against him, it is kind of his magical focal point and pretty powerful. However it's very tough and never rots, it's been used by hundreds of people for many things. I mean you'd need something of equal magical power to get rid of it but can shape or changed but never broken.
@mewgirl99 Made a few changes, sorry I wrote it on mobile again. As my computer is acting up.
@Akayaofthemoon It's great, I know it's tough dealing with injuries. Get some rest.
David paused at the door reaching out, he could feel the presence of three minds rather close to the door. He paused and sighed. "Their expecting us, I suppose we should go make introductions." Walking up to the door he knocked then spoke. "David Solomon, I'm a Demon Hunter out of London. I was tailing that Vampire in their to make sure she didn't harm the young girl, now would you all mind if we did this face to face rather than through the door?" He paused leaning on his staff.

Letting them all see the cat heads on the staff, meaning that it was in truth the staff of Solomon. "As for my friend, her name is Trinity and she's helping me." He finished throwing his cigarette on the ground, stamping it out. "However I will assume the girl is a hostage if you don't respond and then I show you why my families name is rather infamous." Both his hands were at his side one to grab the shotgun, the other the pistol in case they did turn violent.

Scraper felt her before he saw her sighing. "I'm always packed, you know I keep my life in a box." He chuckled when she pulled away he turned back around slowly. "It's all about how we hide it, as long we act professional and don't go running into each others arms we should be fine." The commanders finished loading up the rest of his gear. "If it gets to tough we could always steal a ship and fly off into the sunset like some cheesy holo." The trooper chuckled. He paused at the knock and grabbed his transport bag.

Opening the door he stepped out. Taking the orders he read them quickly marching into the barracks. "Double time it to the ships, we've got orders boys. Were going to bail out 286th and General Rolin, if your not ready in ten then your cleaning rifles the whole way their and back!" Yelled the commander marching though them, in truth he wished he'd had more time with Kiana but war never took a break so neither did he.
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He rolled his eyes, it was true he wasn't very well versed with the internet or for that matter. His family was... Traditional to say the least about it. "It's tough, you learn about about magic from every corner of the earth, you spend time in all part of the world, with Native Americans, African Shaman's, and Monks from all parts of Asia. Then you return home, your magic becomes unique by then special to the person." He told her as they near the apartment.

He pulled out another one of his herbal cigarette's lighting it with the small lighter in his pocket. "Oh no, my family has made quite the fortune even while demon hunting." He sighed stopping near the flat. "What about you, how did you discover your powers?" He asked looking at the apartment numbers before nodding. "She's here."
@FantasyChic

David walked towards the door. "I was raised with witches in the forests and hills. I can show you things that would your 'internet children' scream and cry." He replied stepping back out heading down the street. "Investigating is a good call, her flat isn't very far." The English men set a quick pace towards the street lived on.

"So I have to know, where are you from exactly your not from Chicago by the sound of your voice." He commented. "I'm from London, though we moved around a lot when I was young." He paused. "Solomon's generally live as protectors of Wiccan's I'm a special case, I'm not assigned to protect anyone."
Edge shrugged. "Sure take the axe if you like, I just want the scrolls. I can add whatever they contain to the journals." The monster hunter smiled collecting them sliding into an old leather bag as he looked at the others. "No armor for me, I like being able to move." He finished collect the scrolls gripping the Warhammer. "No sense in leaving this, it's a very rare weapon and worth a couple of fortunes at least." He smiled then stepped back out grabbing the other staff using a piece of chalk he began to write some runes from one of the scrolls on the ground.

Finally sitting down he looked back at the altar. "I hate angels." He said looking back at the others. "Alright we get out of here if you guys like... Though how about a detour just rest and relax first?" Edge chuckled waiting for their answers. In truth he was more hoping to distract them so they wouldn't ask about how he knew how to destroy angelic altars.
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