GingerBoi123

Mains | League of Legends

I'm very sorry, but it's super unfair if I don't say anything at all. Once again, I am going to have to drop this rp. I'm really sorry again. It's been really fun and thank you for having me

Mutant Facility

Damien woke up with a very long yawn. That bed was very, very nice in comparison to everything else. Damien looked at the time, figured everyone else would be still asleep. How wrong he was. Damien slipped into his clothes from yesterday, due to the lack of anything else, and made his way out of the door. The hallway was practically empty.

Huh?

Maybe everyone already woke up? Damien couldn't be bothered to supercharge his way to the cafeteria, so he walked his way there instead. Damien got lost a bit and ended up even more late than he already was from oversleeping. However, when he finally got there, a grin crept across his face. There was so much food! Damien quickly grabbed a plate and filled it up. Bacon, a few sausages, a couple of eggs, a muffin and a large glass of orange juice. Damien sat down randomly and put all of his energy into refuelling.

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Right, I'm back. Sorry for my absence, got a little drunk last night and have spent the day trying to recover by playing hearthstone. (P.S Fuck hearthstone)

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@KatherinWinter

Damien rolled his eyes at the guard's response. That sucked. Damien walked ahead to where the rooms were located. Damien saw Kiiros etch a symbol into the door of the room he chose, publicly claiming it. Damien decided that it would be fun if he picked the room opposite to Kiiros. "I'll take this one then." He replied as he swung open the door. It was pretty nice, considering it was a proper bed, that Damien hadn't had since he started travelling. Damien took off his hoodie and threw it on the bed.

A shower sounded nice. Damien headed to the Men's showers and proceeded to clean himself. Fighting, weapon training, not actually sleeping. It was a step-up from what he had before. Damien rolled his shoulders as the hot water washed away all worries. The shower was much needed, and Damien dried himself with one of the towels after. Getting changed back into his shirt and jeans, Damien walked back, until he spotted Katherin making her own way to the showers. He wasn't going to stop her, but he did remember that she didn't give a response to his offer about teaching her the world she didn't know, mainly because Kiiros opened his huge mouth. Damien walked forward and straight into his room, inspecting everything.

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@KatherinWinter
Damien nodded to everything that was mentioned by the guards. It was kind of like going to school... prison school. Damien had a burning question in his head. "What about going offsite? Like, visiting the city?" He asked the guard. If he could get to the city and back, Damien could go get old monitors and screens, and if he could grab those, then he could actually attempt making a show. The arena seemed like a big enough stage. However, he'd need any sort of screens, speakers and metal poles.

Soul Eater Roleplay?

I would love to join, but can we make our own character type? Or is there allowed to be multiples of the ones you described in your op?

☠ The Edge Of Extinction ☣

Darren

Ugh, there's always nothing...

Darren had been spending the morning scavenging the local area, like most survivors. The building he was in had no power and very little sunlight, so he resorted to using his flashlight. To him, using his tool (which was strapped with duct tape to his shoulder) seemed like a distasteful waste of resource. He had to make the batteries last, but the other places were picked dry, like a rotting corpse. The building around him, seemed only half constructed, but scaffolding was left behind. That might prove an invaluable escape route if things get hairy. With both of his weapons holstered as he trifled through ruined desks and rubble.

Result... at last.

Darren just got his hand on an unwrapped cereal bar. Perfect start to the morning. Not much sense in using his other food now, so Darren quite simply stuffed it in his pocket. Victory, as always in this place, was short lived. The sounds of the walking dead began to fill the building, and it didn't take a genius to work out that they were beginning to enter the bottom floor. They definitely caught the scent of something, and if it was Darren... well, either way it was time to take his leave. Darren bolted up the nearby flight of stairs to the third floor, the part which seemed to be under construction. Darren skidded and slipped around the supporting pillars. The scaffolding was easily accessible, as there was only an empty window frame within the wall that separated him. Darren vaulted through the window, placing his hands on the frame for stability, and catching himself on the scaffolding bars. Darren's eyes darted around behind his ski goggles, scanning for an escape. Darren mentally plotted a path, and he wouldn't have to get past any zombies that he knew off.

Darren hopped over, twisting his body so that he was cat hanging on the pole. Darren sighted the poles below him, and dropped down systematically, catching himself on each one. When Darren touched the floor, he sprinted right of the building as fast as he could. Darren was very fortunate. He was small, young and nimble, equipped with some pretty killer weapons. After five minutes, Darren slipped into an alleyway and stopped. With a resounding sigh, Darren slid down the wall till he was sitting and began to pull down the shemagh wrapped around the lower half of his face. Dusting off the cereal bar, Darren unwrapped it and bit down, enjoying his morning meal.

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Hola everybody!

☠ The Edge Of Extinction ☣

Hope we can get started soon! I'm really looking forward to this!

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@Carlsberg

Damien flipped the gun about a bit, before using the Beretta on the firing range. Damien popped two shots, hitting a lot closer than his previous ones. Well, if he had to use a gun, it would probably be this one. "Hell yeah, that's more like it, thanks Jen!" He called over. Damien decided that practice makes perfect, so he decided to fire more rounds, after grabbing a couple more magazines.