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Death In The Air

@Oliver
It's only been a couple hours since the last post.

New Young Justice

Name: Wulf Evans

Alias: Lightspeed

Age: 19

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Arc name: Speed of Hope

Arc bio: PM'ed you

Power: Wulf has astonishing fighting ability, and is also quite fast, though not to a remarkable degree.

Personality: Cold and calculating, Wulf doesn't typically warm up to anyone, unless he lets his guard down. He builds towering walls to keep out feelings, and doesn't show emotion much, and is very willing to kill criminals.

Bio: Wulf's parents were killed by a powerful mafia boss when he was 15 and did not pay his debt for protection to the man, and Wulf spent years trying to kill him. He eventually succeeded, and continued to lock up as many criminals as he could, acting as a vigilante, until he met others like him. The hero Nightwing found him, and started to train him. It took two months for him to be placed into the program, due to training reasons.

Appearance:

My Hider

Weapon: A bow staff and a custom handgun, as well as a knife.

Slave ship wrecked

Oliver looked up, and concentrated. "Weh aw re?" He frowned at his inability to speak clearly, but was astonished that he could talk. He had never tried, but he was just sure he couldn't talk. He was drowsy from blood loss, and started to drift out of consciousness.

The Desolation of Mankind (Walking Dead Based Rp)

@BookGirl1993
Levi was shockingly clean, as were his clothes. He stuck his hands into his leather jacket. "As much as I love sleeping, we can't stay here for long. Too much of a risk of walkers or raiders stumbling upon us." He patted the holster on his leg to make sure that his handgun was not lost. "Though I can handle walkers or raiders." He rested his left hand on the sabre he kept at his waist.

Death In The Air

Aaron heard the crunch of gravel and climbed on the shelf he used as a barricade. He aimed his rifle at the man who was approaching. "Back the fuck away!" Aaron snarled. He had lost something the previous night, by killing those things. "Or I'll put some lead in your brain." His gas mask was still on, and his beanie remained perched on his head.
@The Critic

Death In The Air

Aaron shouted over his own gunfire. "We just have to pull through until morning!" He kept firing at the strange humanoids. He assumed that the virus has impacted them, but the virus usually just killed the victim. Had it mutated? He continued to execute the monsters as he pondered. Slowly, the sun began to rise, and they started to retreat. He stopped. He still had ammo left, but he couldn't do this every night. They needed a better fortification system. "All right, we need to make sure this place is as well barricaded as possible!" He jumped down from his perch and began to push an empty shelf against the doorway.
@MissCapnCrunch@Oliver@LordofthePies@Vortex

Death In The Air

@The Critic
Accepted!

Death In The Air

@The Critic
Of course!

The Killing Club (Assassin School RP)

Dai looked at his classmates. "I'll take the mafia boss." He honestly wanted to try some American McDonald's, and the mafia boss didn't sound like a challenge. Just put a hole in his head and you're done.

Death In The Air

I totally understand.