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Wal-World: Dead Stock – [Walmart Apocalypse Adventuring RP] [ENDED]

No sooner had Crow sad down that madness erupted. For a brief moment, he was surprised, but when his new...employer stuck his own arm into the adversary's mouth and forced him to bite it, only cool righteousness filled his veins. Of course the Grounded would stoop to something so crass.

Not that it mattered now. Grounded or not, they could all be killed just the same. What mattered was how deft one could dodge the Sportsman's noose. Crow had no intention of meeting his end here, crippled and stuck on the floor of the Wal.

He leapt up onto the table. It was sturdy enough, being made of the tough plastic and metal common in feasting courts. As he kicked off from the ground, he pull his knife from the sheath and soared over the chaos. With any luck, he wouldn't have to soil his blade with Grounded blood.

One foot touched down on someone's shoulder. It was a light touch, barely more than a tap, but Crow used it to hop to another man's shoulders. His lightness came in handy here: most people would have knocked someone to the ground, if they tried what he was doing now. But these men were bulky, and he was slender. It worked, almost perfectly.

Then an arm swung up toward him. Clutched in the hand was what Crow recognized as a Lasblaster. Held backwards in the man's grip, it was little more than a club, seeking to knock him to the floor. Crow reacted almost instantly, but not quite fast enough. He dodged the weapon, but the arm holding it brushed his own, crippled one. A lance of pain shot up his arm.

Crowley howled and swung his knife into the man's arm, striking bone before it stopped. The fingers twitched, loosening around the lasblaster. Knowing he had only seconds, Crow wrapped his legs around the screaming man's throat, cursing with ever-increasing frenzy at the pain in his lame arm. He put his knife's handle in his teeth and wrenched the lasblaster from the man's hand. Then he hammered down hard on the man's skull, dropping them both to the ground.

Only one of them landed feet first. Crow spared no thought of remorse toward the unconscious, or dead, man he left behind as he limped toward the cart. He tossed the lasblaster into the hooded man's lap before climbing into the back of the vehicle. He spit his knife back into his hand and put it away. "Let us depart, Grounded companions." The words tasted like ash in his mouth: how low he'd fallen.

Beyond the Storms

Hey @Vicier,

I have an idea of how to get Juliette involved in this, I'll pm you later today

Also @Atrophy, did you 100% want Constance to be a real Holloway? Otherwise I have a neat little twist in mind if you didn't want her for sure to be descended. It will bring much drama I promise

Beyond the Storms

Once a week is really a nice pace for me, anything more kind of stresses me out. Just gotta flex the ol' writing muscle, I suppose

Beyond the Storms

lol so this rp has spoiled me: im not used to having to post several times a week

joined another rp and its like not as good as this one just because of the pacing

i like this rp's speed

Fury Road: Highway to Hades

The Twins

Marcus, Maximian, Matheson

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Music of the Twins

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NAME
The twins both answer to Marcus, Maximian, and Matheson. It is assumed that their last name is Matheson, though apart from that, no one is sure which is which.

APPEARANCE
Identical in every way, the twins are tall, bald, and bulky. They move as one unit: any who observe them together note their absolute precision with which they move and work.

Armor

AGE
Early 30's

PERSONALITY
Marcus and Maximian speak as if a single person. Since their arrival in the Americana Wasteland, the Twins have displayed a collective, uniform personality. They speak in the same, monotone voice, and laugh in the same way. In fact, many assume them to be the same person, until they are seen in in the same place at the same time. Then they become truly bizarre, for they act as one, talk in turns, and more. In other words, they essentially seem to be the same person inhabiting a pair of bodies.

They do not speak needlessly, and find small talk to be a poor substitute for other forms of conversation. They are fond of stories, and believe themselves bound for greatness. Thought quiet, they have shown in the past an interest in the theatrics, going to impressive lengths to create chaos when chaos is needed.

Their seemingly shared mind gives them the ability to drive and fight with equal vigor at the same time. Unfortunately, this same talent makes close quarters fighting and driving far more difficult, as the Twins seem to share pain and stress as well. To that end, they are far more efficient fighting from a distance, where the risk of pain and distraction is minimal.

Further complicating the Twins is their strange love of elegance. In fact, they commonly say the word in reference to things in their life. "Elegant" is the Twins method of saying "cool".

WEAPONS

Gloria

tba

Taciturnitas

tba

Cestus

tba

VEHICLE

Lorica

tba

HISTORY
tba

Fury Road: Highway to Hades

ah shit finals are coming up

im workin on this i promise

How can we help improve RPGuild? Community suggestions and discussion.

@Inkarnate
agreed there, that's why we can gently (or not so gently if necessary) support him with our ideas and feedback

How can we help improve RPGuild? Community suggestions and discussion.

definitely good that you said it, it's easy to forget everything the man's done for us all. naturally there are still flaws to address, but it is important that no one takes what he does for granted, and i dont think anyone in this thread does

How can we help improve RPGuild? Community suggestions and discussion.

The mods are fairly involved in this thread, so maybe next time he shows up one of them could bring it up to him