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[OOC] New World Survival RP

"Just peachy," Sasha grunted through gritted teeth. With the last beast dead, he dropped the burning stuck and eased himself into a sitting position. He had several lacerations across his chest, but the deepest was on his side, just under his left arm. He held it tightly with one hand, but the blood was quickly running all the way down his side.

He cursed to himself as he realized that his team medic was no where to be found. Along with any medical supplies. In this kind of setting, a wound like this could easily be fatal. That would be a bitch wouldn't it? Survive the wars and battles only to be killed by an overgrown gecko.

[OOC] New World Survival RP

Sasha rolled over, his eyes flying open when he heard the commotion. He was just in time to keep the slobbering, wet jaws of one of the local predators from tearing his face off. Weaponless, all Sasha could do was hold the cat thing back as it viciously tried to tear him apart. Sharp claws dug into his bare torso. Finally, Sasha hurled the thing away from him, making it land on it's side right beside him.

The cat thing scrambled to get back up, but Sasha was on it in an instant. Lacking a weapon, he snatched up a rock and held the thing down by the neck as he bashed its head in several times. This earned him a few more cuts as the the creature flailed beneath him. Another one was rushing up to his side.

Sasha turned and met the next one head on. He threw the rock, cracking it over the forehead to slow it down. He than grabbed another rock and rushed the beast before it could get it's whits back. He slammed the rock against it's head, tossing it to the side. That seemed to piss it off more as blood oozed from the wound by it's ear. The cat lizard lunged at him, but Sasha refused to let himself get pinned again. He aimed another strike at the cat's head, this time putting all of his weight behind it. The cat thudded to the ground, and he used the rock to smash it's head as well.

By the time he was done, the lacerations on his torso had bled all down his front side. He staggered a bit, looking around at the rest of the seen with a bit of a dazed look. What the hell was going on here? Why were these cat things so determined to kill them? Was there not anything bigger and dumber to eat in the forest? Certainly humans didn't make the best prey.

There were still one more beast left, prowling back and forth as it stared hungrily at the people in the water. It seemed to be considering it's options as it paced the bank. Sasha moved towards the fire pit, his gate a little staggered. He doubted that these beasts, like most animals, weren't too fond of fire. He picked up a burning log and started making his way towards the creature, holding the log in one hand, and trying to put pressure on one of the deeper lacerations on his side with the other.

[OOC] New World Survival RP

Sasha tore at the meat on his skewer while he made enough to pass around to everyone else. It wasn't bad. The best comparison was that one time he ate goat in Brazil. It was gamey, but he was too hungry to care. Sasha tried to get the portions as equal as he could and passed them around with a handful of the fruits that they had collected. When everyone had one, Sasha sat down to work on his own. He was quiet as the others talked about taking watch shifts and huddling for warmth. It reminded him of a time that he and his unit had been stranded in Siberia by a massive snow storm. They had been blocked into their safehouse for a week, no electricity and the pipes frozen over. God, that had been miserable.

"I'll take second watch if you want to wake me up," He offered. When he finished his meal, Sasha got up to poke around the tree line again. He brought back a big armful of leaves and deal foliage and spread it on the ground before going back for more. He made a softer place to lay, so that they wouldn't have rocks jabbing into them all night. When he was done, and the spot looked big enough to sleep several people, he took his place and laid down. Sasha, surprisingly didn't have much trouble falling asleep. He'd learned over the course of the years to sleep where and when he could, even if that was in a muddy ditch with bomb fire all around him. He laid down on his side, his head rested on one arm, and before an hour had passed, he was out.

[OOC] New World Survival RP

Sasha startled a bit at the sudden movement and the feminine voice. It was just two women, probably afraid of them. Sasha grunted an apology as he stacked the branch back into the bundle in his arms. He glanced over at Ysran as he invited the two to eat. Which reminded him of the dying fire.

Sasha turned away from two new additions and headed back to the firepit. He began to feed the fire again until it burned brightly once more. Hopefully, it would keep the monsters at bay

The smell of cooked meat made his stomach growl loudly. Sasha pulled the lizardcat meat off the fire to check it. It appeared to be cooked pretty thoroughly.

"Well, here goes nothing, right?" He said, mostly to himself. What were the chances that this thing was poisonous?

[OOC] New World Survival RP

While Ysran cleaned the fish, Sasha skewered them and placed them gingerly over the fire to cook. As he got the last batch hung up, he noticed that their firewood was starting to run dangerously low. He'd have to go search the treeline for more. "I'll be right back," He said to the others, and turned to head off into the darkness that enveloped them.

He went along the trees, picking up fallen branches and cursing under his breath each time his bare feet got jabbed by a rock or stick. He was used to being strapped into army boots, and his pale, callousless feet showed proof of that. He grumbled softly as he felt the prick of a thorn, and stopped to lean on a tree to pick it out. That was when he heard the subtle shift just beyond the trees. The rustle of leaves, much like the one he'd heard before that animal had tried to attack him.

Sasha perked up, shifting the wood to one arm and picking out a particularly thick branch in case it was time for round two. He narrowed his eyes as he glared into the darkness. He could barely just make out the shape of someone, or something, huddling behind a bushy bramble.

"Who's there?" He asked in a low, dangerous tone. If it was a threat, he was more than prepared to deal with it accordingly, probably by beating the shit out of it.

Soldier x Civilian - searching for female

I actually have a few takes for this RP already, but if one them drops, I'll message you.

[OOC] New World Survival RP

@Kohaku@Jade Chocolates

Hey do you guys care if Sasha spots your characters and comes over to investigate?

Soldier x Civilian - searching for female

It started out like any other mission: A prisoner trade in the deep heart of South America. A unit of mercinaries are hired to trudge the jungle, find a hidden outpost of a cocain smuggling cartel, and trade them one of their own for a prisoner they hold captive. It wasn't anything new, to be honest.

However, the unit needed a translator, and the only person they could find that was poor enough, stupid enough, and desperate enough to take the job was a civilian woman. A former college professor, she was very well educated. After being laid off, she needed the money. And, to her, this was an opportunity to do things and see places that she had only dreamed of. This wasn't quite the tropical vacation she wanted, but it was close, right?

They told her that this was sure to be an easy, out and back mission, and then she could take her earnings and sight see however much she wanted. But then something goes wrong. The unit falls under attack, and the professor, having only see battles like this on TV, is a sitting duck. She is grabbed up by the unit's leader, a steely, mostly quiet man who, even in his silence, exudes power. They are soon separated from the rest of the group, and without a map, they become hopelessly lost. Will the civilian and the soldier be able to survive the unforgiving jungle?

What I want:

I would like a player to fill the spot of the professor. I would like someone who can write to high casual to advanced standards, and can post relatively frequently.

Player must be 18+

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[OOC] New World Survival RP

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