LordofthePies

Another Settlement Needs Your Help!

You're both good, you can move them over to characters.

@Lunar @Athoriel

To Hell And Back: The Average Day Of A Demon.

Is this still open?

Arcadia

Welp, now what?

Another Settlement Needs Your Help!

The Deathclaw began to pound on the door, wanting to rip the small boy apart. Raiders wouldn't be enough to sate the beast's appetite for destruction and disembowelment. It began tearing at the walls, creating sparks as its claws came in contact with the bricks. It roared and slammed against the door once more, causing the sound of splintering wood to add to the echo of its growls.

Another Settlement Needs Your Help!

On her way, Ren dug through various trashcans. She found an old rope, which she used to tie the small radio to her backpack, something she also found in the trash. She had found a few half used stem packs, a nearly full jet, a wrinkled coy boy hat, and several batteries to keep her radio running. She tilted her hat covered head up towards Concord while in the middle of attempting to take a duster off a corpse. Ren heard the deathclaw growls echo into the empty space. Her emerald eyes widened at the thought of dealing with a deathclaw with nothing but a few Molotov cocktails and a laser rifle.
Ren quickly pulled the duster off the dead man and ran into a nearby building. She moved the fridge in front of the door. "As if this would stop such a large monstrosity," she mumbled to herself as she ran up the stairs. When she walked on the roof, she saw the hulking form of the deathclaw and frowned.

Arcadia

Name: Alexander Ophidian
Age: Deigned to look 15, but is 27
race(Human, Superhuman, Mutant, or Android): Andriod
Look: With Metalic Eyes -

Skills: Expert at hacking and guns.
Abilities: None.
Weapons: Has a pistol and a rifle.
Are you part of the faceless: I suppose so.
Other: Has a fear of liquids.

Cell-mates

Ren took back her lamp and looked towards the young boy wielding a sword that was bigger than him. She gave a little chuckle and loosened her protective hold on the lamp.

"Hello, welcome to your new holding cell," she moved towards the door and turned on the lamp, the light moving over the hinges. There wasn't even a scratch, just a nearly unnoticeable dent in the bottom hinge. "No good, you barely even dented it," Ren stood and looked back towards the boy that had recently appeared in the cell. She glanced towards the large R on his clothing, then up to the mask he was wearing. "Where are you from?"

Cell-mates

Well, I'm just waiting for someone else to do something. I feel like I'm replying a bit too often. x.x

Don't let me drown (open for more characters)

"Well if we all die here, I'll die knowing I was right," Venin replied while still staring at all the adults. "I guess I might be overreacting."

Cell-mates

Ren moved closer to Gyro and handed him the lamp. "Don't miss, I only have one lamp," she set her hands back down to her sides and glanced at the door they were going to explode. They didn't have much of a plan, and she hoped that he wouldn't mess up this chance.

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