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Mass Effect: Underworld

I am definitely in, love the ME franchise.

Walking Dead: Across the Pond

Jack chuckled as the girl mentioned the tipsiness. He had been drinking for a while now; it took more than a few swigs of whiskey to get him tipsy. He looked around at the room, nothing to indicate either of them had been staying here and both seemed awkward with each other. Clearly they had only just met as well.

“Apart from that engine going on outside all seems the same. However any noise is going to draw a load of them from the town. So we are going to have to off it quick.”

His attention was lost as he slipped over to the front door and peeked out. The walkers were still crowded around the engine however it was clear their interest was waning and soon they would be wandering around again. As he turned he was about to speak again but the other guy had run off, mentioning something about the flag and a ladder. God this kid couldn't sit still, first he pushed desks around for now reason and now he was running off. He looked at the women and grinned sheepishly.

“Guess we should be following. If there is a ladder at least we can be above whatever comes out of the town. And maybe somebody up there has some more to drink.”

Jack could feel his hands shaking again and he stopped to the back door before swinging his hand in an elegant motion. Gesturing for a ladies first action.

Walking Dead: Across the Pond

Jack stared at the man in front of him, Dungeons and Dragons? he thought. Taking his hand out from behind his back he kept the knife firmly in his grasp. He took a step to the side and looked over his shoulder. So that he was still facing the man as well as able to see the spectacle behind him. A man waving a makeshift flag, what the hell was happening in this quarry? He heard the man shout back at a girl inside; Jack continued to keep his knife out however it was lowered to his side now. He fell in behind the man as he went back inside and Jack slumped to the floor. The guy was asking about pushing some tables around, and the girl was being as a stubborn as a donkey. He slid a bottle of whiskey he had found out of his pack and unscrewed the top and took a swig. It swam down his throat and his hands, which had been shaking, slowed a bit. Keeping the bottle in his hands he looked at the pair in front of him.

”What’s with the running around and pushing desks? That engine outside is keeping their attention. Name’s Jack, I would offer a drink but this is all mine.”

He shook the bottle again and took another sip.

Walking Dead: Across the Pond

So did I.

Walking Dead: Across the Pond

Jack woke up in a daze. He had been huddled in the corner of the quarry in his sleeping bag and under some boxes he had found. Scratching the sleep out of his eyes he pulled the backpack over and packed the sleeping bag away. Pulling out the kitchen knife he looked over at the yellow truck that was drawing all of the dead from about a mile around. Great his little hole in the ground was about to be filled with the dead. Checking his boots he started to edge his way around the quarry, avoiding the walkers that were still making their way to the bright yellow vehicle. He fell to his stomach and slid as he reached the point closest to the sounds. As he came to a pile of concrete bricks he sat back up onto hi arse and breathed heavily. He was still half asleep and needed to figure out what had started the sounds and, really, get as far away as possible. As he listened out he heard a shout and his head spun round as he looked over the top of the bricks. That had definitely been a shout. What a dick, walkers will certainly of heard that. He continued to edge around the outside of the quarry on the office level now. He listened into each building he found, trying to find the source of the shout. As he came to the final office he heard a couple talking inside. Thinking for a second he came up with a plan. Knocking heavily on the back door he stepped back. Drawing the kitchen knife he held it behind his back whilst his other was raised in the air. Hopefully they were friendly but if they weren't he was going for the kill.

Rock Band 1x1

I the morning Jack woke up. The room was dark despite rays of light lancing out from under the blinds and landing on the naked bodies f the bimbos. They had been fun. Grinning like a cat with milk he slid out of bed and poured himself some cornflakes. Taking the first bite he realised he had forgotten to put some boxers on and just looked around to check the other blinds were closed and then carried on. As he finished the bowl he slung it to the side and rolled up his clothes from the last night and put them in the wash. As he turned back around one of the girls was awake, standing butt naked in the door. He grinned again.

Jack was driving over to Drakes that morning to discuss the record deal. His memories of this morning were definitely good ones and he had had a lot of fun. Pulling into his usual parking space he fed the meter and then locked up. Walking up the steps he came to Drakes door and knocked loudly. Then he knocked again.

Colonial Powers NRP (Reboot/New Thread)

Okay I am sorry to say that I think I am going to be calling an end to this. Whilst it has been growing it ha been great and all of you have really made the RP come alive, however with people dropping out and a drop in activity I feel it it is becoming difficult to manage. Thank you all for your interest and activity. I hope I will be able to start something along these lines again. I may in the future start a new RP and if anybody would be interested in RPing with me in the future I would be happy to drop them a PM.

Kingdoms of Rheagonn: Norsia

Yeah same as above:L

Walking Dead: Across the Pond

Here is Jack :)

Jack Sullam

Name: Jack Sullam
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Height: 6 ft 1
Weight: 160 lbs
Occupation: Clinical Psychologist
Hobbies: Football, cars/motorbikes, gaming and drinking.
Personality: Jack is a cold man, his eyes have always said a thousand words whilst his mouth says very few in comparison. He prefer to deal with problems immediately and the hands on approach is a specialty of his. He has a habit of treating every person like a patient and has pushed away more friends than he cares to remember however he has always tried hard to avoid doing this. His drinking has become a large problem in his later years and he is a very bad drunk.

Theme: N.A.

Appearance:

Clothing:
-Head:
-Chest: Red and white flannel shirt and a black Harrington jacket
-Legs: Blue skinny jeans, faded on the knees
-Hands: N.A.
-Feet: Pair of brown leather walking boots
-Back: Large camping backpack

Items:
- Large grey raincoat
- Sleeping bag
-2 bottles of water
-2 cans of baked beans
-Picture of his ex-wife
- Jack Daniels brass Zippo
- Large Warm beanie
-Zippo Hand warmer
-Tin Opener

Weapons:
- 2 Scalpels
- Large kitchen knife
- Hammer

Vehicle: N.A.

Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 3
-Fitness: 4
-Marksmanship: 1
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3

History: Jack was born in a little sleepy town called Worthing. His father left when he was little and his mother was a teacher. Despite starting in very bad living conditions his mother worked hard and made a good living for him and his brother. When he was 18 he went to the University of Leicester to study a degree in psychology. When he was 21 he finished his degree and went on to do a doctorate in Clinical Psychology. During this time he met his soon to be wife. Amy was studying at the same time to be an English teacher. When she finished her degree she bought a home and he moved in with her. When he was 26 he finished his doctorate and took up a first year clinical psychologist position in Leicester Hospital. For four years he was happy, however he got more and more invested into his work and the nights became later and later. He began to have regular arguments with Amy about his ‘affairs’ which he never had. However this doubt led to her having one. He came home early one night to surprise her with take away and a movie however he found her in bed with his best friend. It was a rough divorce and because she owned the house and played the ‘deprived wife’ card she managed to take almost everything. Jack got enough for a small flat near his workplace; he made money back quickly because he had a well-paid job however it didn’t replace the loss in his heart. He worked even later than before and started bringing a bottle of whiskey in to work. Soon it wasn’t just work he had the bottle and Jack became a heavy drinker. This was his life up until it all went to hell. When it did he grabbed a load of scalpels from the hospital and a kitchen knife and hammer from his house. He had always liked camping, something he could do right. Even if his friends joked that he only did it ‘feel like a man’. Though that was slightly true.

Companions: N.A.

Phobias are heights and snakes.

Walking Dead: Across the Pond

Name: Jack Sullam
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Height: 6 ft 1
Weight: 160 lbs
Occupation: Clinical Psychologist
Hobbies: Football, cars/motorbikes, gaming and drinking.
Personality: Jack is a cold man, his eyes have always said a thousand words whilst his mouth says very few in comparison. He prefer to deal with problems immediately and the hands on approach is a specialty of his. He has a habit of treating every person like a patient and has pushed away more friends than he cares to remember however he has always tried hard to avoid doing this. His drinking has become a large problem in his later years and he is a very bad drunk.

Theme: N.A.

Appearance

Clothing:
-Head:
-Chest: Red and white flannel shirt and a black Harrington jacket
-Legs: Blue skinny jeans, faded on the knees
-Hands: N.A.
-Feet: Pair of brown leather walking boots
-Back: Large camping backpack

Items:
- Large grey raincoat
- Sleeping bag
-2 bottles of water
-2 cans of baked beans
-Picture of his ex-wife
- Jack Daniels brass Zippo
- Large Warm beanie

Weapons:
- 2 Scalpels
- Large kitchen knife
- Hammer

Vehicle: N.A.

Stats:
-Awareness: 4
-Close Quarters: 3
-Fitness: 4
-Marksmanship: 1
-Speed: 3
-Strength: 3

History: (a background of your character from before everything went bad)

Companions: N.A.

WIP

If you are still accepting.