Jurassic Weeb

Teenage Wasteland

Drake nodded at Abel. "Thanks, Abe," he said. Being one of the Forgotten's leaders, it was still hard on him to see his friends and comrades hurt, let alone killed. "They'll be missed. Wherever they are now, it's better than this place."

He took a breath. "I wish there was a way to get back at those bastards. Nobody messes with us and gets away with it. Banning them from our area ain't good enough, let alone setting up a shoot-on-sight policy."

Soul Eater: Silent Blossom, Smoking Gun [AirBender & Otaku95]

"Yeah," said Blaze. "I'm just not used to acting as a Meister." He checked his reflection in a window. He was miffed about the now-shortened patch of hair, but he would live. However, what he was most upset about was the bullet hole in his jacket. He fogged up the window.

"Forty-two, forty-two, nine sixty-four..." Blaze tapped the glass. Soon the Grim Reaper had appeared. "Hello, Lord Death. Weapon-Meister Blaze reporting."

"Oh, it's good to see ya!" Lord Death said. "So, have you collected the Souls?" Blaze hung his head.

"No, sir..."

Soul Eater: Silent Blossom, Smoking Gun [AirBender & Otaku95]

Blaze felt a bullet whizz through his hair. "Crap!" he exclaimed. It was a good thing that these goons were crappy at shooting. He grabbed Tsubaki and threw her down, and the two were envelopes by smoke. He grabbed his partner and escaped in the ensuing chaos.

"Dammit," he growled. The two had made it to the docks of the city. "You'd think a filthy rich bastard like him would hire an inspector who does his job." He examined Tsubaki's wound, taking a handkerchief from his pocket and tying it around her arm to stop the bleeding. "Lord Death ain't gonna be happy..."

Teenage Wasteland

@smarty0114 Oh, sorry. I'll consider it.
@SgtEasy Interactions with outsiders happens.

Soul Eater: Silent Blossom, Smoking Gun [AirBender & Otaku95]

Blaze thought for a moment. "We can divvy them up," he murmured. "But there's always the possibility of being killed by those goons. I do have an idea. It would be risky, but we could get Capone, get his Soul, and beat a hasty retreat." He wasn't used to being in the Meister position.

"If that's what we do," Blaze said, "you get the Soul. And I get the next ooo--!!" The ventilation shaft suddenly lurched, unceremoniously dumping the two on the table. "Ugh. Damn building inspector shoulda--"

"Who the hell're you?!" the Don roared. Blaze had an expression befitting someone caught in bed with their ex's mother. Without waiting, Capone ordered, "Ice 'em!"

Teenage Wasteland

@Airalin Hmm. Something cultish would be cool. Like body parts being taking for rituals.
@SgtEasy Approved.

Teenage Wasteland

Yep.

A Wild Interest Check [Semi-Original Forme] Has Appeared!

Bump!

Teenage Wasteland

@Jangel13 Actually, it's over.
@Vocab Approved.

Teenage Wasteland

Funeral detail had sucked ass, to put it politely. Burying friends always was. But they had never buried more than one or two at a time. The Scorps had killed seven in their attack. Drake wasn't the religious sort, but he had prayed for them earlier, and for the rest of his group after.

He stood near the garden, where crosses marked the fallen. It was the only bright spot in the area, where someone had planted annual flowers that came back year after year. He wouldn't admit it, but he hoped whoever had planted the garden hadn't suffered from the Virus. He took a breath, and began reciting.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death..."