hagroden

One Month [Zombie Apocalypse RP]

Ved
"Fuck are you on about?"
He asked, looking at him oddly and shaking his head, then placing the two hand knives into their pouches on his belt. He slipped his hands into his flight jacket pockets, then pulled them out, this time sans the brass knuckles. He stomped his boot on the floor a bit, knocking the gore off of his boots.
"Names Ved."
He stated simply as he knelt down and tightened his 12 eye pair of ox blood doc martens. They were thick leather with steel roes, and he took better care of them then himself. Boot polish was easy to come by, as not many considered it an essential, and most had been left untouched by scavengers.

One Month [Zombie Apocalypse RP]

Ved
His heavy boots smashed through the Glass doors of The Walmart, landing in a roll he leaped up and threw his fist like a bullet into the skull of the nearest infected, chuncks of blood and brains splattering, but none entering his mouth as it was covered by a bandana.

He kicked hard, sending an infected into a small group of others, then turned on the balls of his feet to send another fist into the skull of an infected.
"Two down, a dozen and a half to go."
He growled lowly to himself, slipping a specialized fist blade under his brass knucles, swinging his hands as quickly as he could, tearing through the tripping crowd of the undead.

Finaly only one remained, and he smiled widely as he grabbed it by the neck, throwing him down onto the floor and bringing the heel of his boot down with a loud smash, like the sound of a pumpkin being stomped on.

The Omega Project

Ved
He smiled peacfully, then turned to him and chuckled.
"Through political and Medial extermination of anyone who disagrees. In six months, the only people seen in media or online, the only people who will be heard, are those who support the cause.
He said chuckling gently, it would provide full world support, and complete alliance, with out too many assassinations. Of course, he couldn't single-handedly control every one of his members, and they certainly could make attempts on the lives of enemies.

@NanoFreakV2

They Are Among Us

Ved
He watched her, unsurprised with her control over her own magic. He watched tge water appear from nowhere, and smiled gently, opening his palm, a small vine grew up, spiraling up and thickening
"Not many have such a grasp on magic."
He complemented smiling, transfering the small vine from his palm to a crack in the cement.

They Are Among Us

Ved
"The pleasure is mine, to be graced by beauty such as yours."
He took a slow drag from his pipe, blowing out a bit of smoke at a time, circles forming as they floated upward, then dissipating into the sunny sky. He was a bit confused at the word supernatural, for he had never heard it before. But nonetheless, Something was different about this human, he could almost taste the magic in the air around her, perhaps she had been an angle in another life, for the air tasted sweet, like vanilla and strawberry. He had met few people with a taste of magic about them, only Shamans and Druids ever had their own distinctive flavors, but they were always far subtler than hers, only a hint of flavor, but with her it was as strong as the smoke in his pipe, which was potent enough to kill any human who puffed on it.
"Where did you learn to create sounds from the lovely table?"
He asked gently, he had never encountered instruments other than the crude pipes and drums made by the men and women native to his home. Stringed instruments were as foreign to him as electricity, and he still faced great confusion at the great metal beasts that could move almost as quickly as he could. Perhaps they contain demons, he thought to himself, his mind easily wandering from the task at hand. He had once ran into large wolves that could move so quickly they blurred out of sight, after telling his chief they disappeared, and he had yet to come across another beast nearly as great as them.

They Are Among Us

Ved
He looked over to her, smiling a bit.
"We are always near mankind, though it id true we are rarely seen."
He mused gently, taking a long puff from his pipe, looking he over. He hadn't seen a person up close in a few hundred years, and thought fondly of how smooth their composition was, how soft and frail they truly seemed. It was a change from his own bark-like skin and grassy hair.
"I am Ved."
He stated plainly with a smile, continuing to look her over. Some people would suggest that he was checking her out, but he didn't know of women in that manner.

They Are Among Us

@Polyurethane
You should read over my CS and read the WIKI page, I'm not able to be seen by someone unless
A. I let someone see me
or
B. I let someone see me, and they sit on me, which will let everyone else see me.

Also I look like a giant fucking Satyr

Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

@thewizardguy
Ved needs a response from Kami

Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

Anyone heard from Wiz?

One Month [Zombie Apocalypse RP]

Name
James "Ved" Carson
Age
23
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heteroflexable
Personality
Tending to be a bit more aggressive side, if known for anything it is his passion. He has a very bad temper, and is the type of person who will sooner punch you in the teeth than ask what you meant.
Appearance

Skills
Street fighting, using common objects as weapons and in general just good old fashioned ass kicking, he has a rather strong love for a pair of fitted brass knuckles, keeping one on at almost all times.
Biography
He was A SHARP, or a Skin Head Against Racial Prejudice, which often lead him to troubles with authorities and people of a bigoted background. He was know to be the most respectful person to punch someones noes in. He was as well, if you gave him a reason to respect you he would, but if you were a racist, bigot, or homophobe, he'd be the first to break a rib or two.
Motive
He intends to survive the Apocalypse, and re-institue civilization but without the evils of Fascism or bigotry.