MonsieurShade

Zombie RP

Things were going less that well for Dimitri; as it turned out, the sounds of the dead already following him had attracted even more ghouls, making his already less than favorable odds much much worse. After about three blocks of non stop sprinting, Dimitri managed to lose the zombies by veering off of the road and into a neighborhood, stopping to rest only when after climbing a six foot high wooden fence. "Oh...oh man Val, I though we wren't going to make it..." Dimitri wheezed as he set down the duffel back and slumped onto the cool grass. DImitri's lungs burned, his muscles were on fire, and he was pretty sure that he was starting to get more than a bit dehydrated after having little to drink within the past two days save for some red bulls he'd scavenged from the autoshop's vending machine. No time to worry about that now though, Dimitri unzipped his duffel bag a little more to check on Valentine, only to bite down on his lip to stifle a yelp when greeted by a small mouth full of razor sharp teeth clamping down onto his wrist à la Valentine. The python was less than pleased about being jostled around so roughly, and decided to share it's displeasure the only way it knew how.

Dimitri stifled a scream of profanity as he pried the snake off and examined his now bleeding wrist; it was bloody, but looked worse than it really was, even still, Dimitri would need something to disinfect the wound. "You're an asshole Val." Dimitri hissed under his breath as he pushed the snake out of the way to examine the other contents of the bag: A monkey wrench, a few granola and candy bars, a can of red bull, and, bingo!, some sterile wipes and bandages. Dimitri patched himself up quickly, his eyes darting around the yard for any movement besides his or Valentine's. The last thing Dimitri needed now was unwelcome company.

Delta Squad (Young Superheroes)

There was a slight tremor in the ground as Leather hide drew near to the others piled around Hellhound, the gator man skidded to a halt just in time to avoid plowing into Roxy. This would likely be the only attempt that he made at avoiding a comrade in his way. "OUT OF MY WAY!", Was the only warning that the others received before Leather Hide swung a massive forearm in their direction with intent to send them sprawling off of the villain. There was no hesitation in his actions, as far as Leather Hide was concerned, the others were in his way, and anything that stood between him and his goals was to be removed by any means necessary.

City: The Last Remains.

Since I figure not a lot of people will be interested in being a part of Black, might the character I have planned act as a main enforcer/hunter who captures other supernaturals? I feel as though it would help present an antagonist for a decent chunk of the rp.

Zombie RP

Dimitri's eyes snapped open as the rather unpleasant sound of hissing filled the car he was in. He'd fallen asleep, Dimitri figured that his lack of sleep within the last 24 hours paired with the stress of the day prior had left him more exhausted than he'd originally thought. That wasn't the problem though, the problem was the two feet of audibly distressed snake coiled up in the duffel bag. Dimitri quickly scooped up his crow bar and looked around nervously, having learned not too long after the out break that the scent of the undead drove Valentine crazy, on the one hand, it made the little serpent and excellent early warning system, on the other, it now meant that Dimitri had company. "Shit...shit shit shit shit!" Dimitri growled out as he made out a few shuffling silhouettes in the rear view mirror of the car he was in. There were far too many to take on alone, that is unless one was determined to die, something Dimitri had made a point of NOT doing. The man muttered another string of curses for whatever twisted deity thought this to be amusing and scooped up his duffel bag. Before his brain could register much else, Dimitri was running as fast as his legs could take him. It didn't matter were he went at this point, so long as it was away from the living dead.

Delta Squad (Young Superheroes)

I....I forgot that was a thing now... :T

Delta Squad (Young Superheroes)

Another bump to keep this on the front page for you guys. Not rushing or anything, merely trying to keep this rp in a convenient location.

The Krystal -- A Dragon Rider RP

Thresher snorted dismissively at Maria's warning about Matiu, 'He's no stranger to pain.' he grumbled before flicking his tail at an old scar that trailed from Matiu's third rib and up to his chest, marring part of the tattoo, 'I gave him that when we first met. I had stalked him to his camp, scored a blow with one of my claws before leaving him to bleed out. The crazy bastard cauterized it with hot ash from the fire he'd made earlier and started tracking me. T'was the only reason he didn't bleed out then.' Thresher stated with a bit of pride for his rider, and a hint of annoyance that something had survived his wrath. Thresher eyed the new set of horizontal scars opposite to the original vertical one, 'Another set of scars to begin a new chapter. In his culture, the body is but a blank book, and the tattoos and scars are the words waiting to be added, waiting to be read aloud with pride.'.

Smugglers: Last of Us RP

Same here. I'm just waiting for team 47 to move out before I post again. Gets kind of dull having to repeat that Dimitri is running for his life without signs of interation in the near future.

The Krystal -- A Dragon Rider RP

S'all good, given Thresher's oh-so-lovely temperament, i'm sure i'll still have fuel to post with. Ain't Thresher just a treat to be around? *full on sarcasm with that last sentence*

The Krystal -- A Dragon Rider RP

Matiu didn't respond to the words of the others in his unconscious state, however he did let out a small grunt of pain as Thresher nudged him into a more comfortable position. The dragon looked up from his rider and let out a low growl once he sniffed the paste made from Cythraul 'Whatever this concoction is had better work if I'm to tolerate the scent of another dragon on Matiu.' he hissed irritably. Thresher was not enjoying himself at all, between the confined space and the scent of other dragon's so close, ignoring his basic instincts was driving him to the brink and beyond, Matiu didn't know it yet, but once he was fully healed, he would have hell to pay from Thresher for landing the duo in this predicament.