Nyther

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

Stop making him feel feelings. Lol

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

Something had worked! Goddamn, something had finally worked! Flynn tried to hide the elation on his face. He plopped down in the chair completely spent. No one had been so stubborn and made his life so difficult as this woman. He admired her in an odd way. He was kind of impressed actually. Whoever this woman was, she was a fighter. She reminded him a little of himself. He's always had to fight for himself. That's why he's so good at it. They almost seemed to be slightly kindred spirits.

Flynn shook his head. This was about the money, nothing more. "That sounds fair." Flynn said as he went to shake her hand. Then something in the back of his mind hit him. Violence didn't work. Promise of freedom didn't work. It was the scan. She was hiding something. He wasn't sure what, but his gut instinct told him he needed to scan her. Her words, begging him not to scan her cut him to the core. They were the most sincere and honest thing she had said the whole time. Her pleading eyes imploring him made him feel so bad. Flynn leaned back in his chair as she looked at him. "What's wrong with me?" He thought to himself. "This is a bounty and she has the information. You scan her!" He was so angry that he was even having this argument with himself.

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely. "VIC." Flynn's voice trembled slightly. "Scan...scan for any new objects on the ship." The devastated look the girl gave him almost sent Flynn to the floor. "It's business. Just business." Flynn mumbled looking away from the girl in shame. VIC's voice chimed up and the girl looked terrified. "New objects found. Laser pistol, one. Hunting knife, one." Then there was silence. "VIC?" Flynn said. "One moment please." VIC replied. "Unknown object, one." Flynn's voice went from sadness to anger. "The hell do you mean 'unknown object'?"

"I cannot identify the object." VIC chimed back. "Well, where the fuck is it?" Flynn commanded. "Rear cabin." VIC replied. "No shit. Where on the girl is the object?" Flynn spat out. "Unknown." VIC replied. "I hate you a lot sometimes." Flynn said shaking his head. "Alright princess." Flynn said standing in front of her. "What do you have?"

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

Well, I didn't tighten the handcuffs really. And he is exhausted. That and VIC is an older AI, he might not pick up on anything for certain. He could just say he noticed something on her and when Flynn goes to investigate you got your chance.

Red Dead Redemption - Outlaws Till The End

Buck watched as Zhou and three of his men stumbled out of the saloon. They are all visibly intoxicated. Buck smiled as he puts out his cigar. He hears one of the men talk about going to try some new product that they have just gotten in. Buck grins ear to ear. Zhou and his men are going to be drunk and drugged up when he gets to them. "Well, shit." He thought to himself. "Maybe I can just bring 'em in alive." That wasn't Buck's style, but this should be easy. Drunken men are the easiest bounty to catch. Buck lets the men get some distance ahead before he gets up and follows them.

They walk for a little bit. He hears Zhou and his men talking loudly about this new product. Most of the words are badly slurred. So he can't really make out the details of what they are saying. As they approach Sam Wah's store, Buck ducks behind a building. He checks his guns to make sure they are both fully loaded. He re-holsters his Colt and readies his Winchester Repeater as he turns the corner and heads to Sam Wah's.

Buck braces himself against the edge of the door frame and peers in. It looks empty, but the door leading to the back is slightly ajar. Buck creeps as quietly as possible on the creaky wooden floors. Luckily, he hears loud talking and laughing coming from the back room that helps hide his approach. There is a shelf on the side of the door that opens outward. Buck braces himself against the shelf, but can't get a good view of the back room.

Buck takes a few deep breaths before he opens the door, leading with his rifle. As he walks in he sees the four men sitting around a table. The two facing him are random lackeys with Zhou and another man facing away from Buck. "Ok now. Y'all come quietly and no one has to die." He says walking further into the room. Before he could react, two men jumped him from behind. Buck fell forward as he grabbed one of the men. He pulled the man in front of him just the one of the men at the table had stood up and fired at Buck. It hit his human shield right in the chest.

Buck threw the man to the floor and raised his repeater. He quickly shot the two men facing him at the table and went to turn to shoot the other man that had originally jumped him. As he spun around and ducked, the man opened fired. The fact that Buck had ducked saved his life. As the bullet just missed his head and nicked the top of his hat. Buck stood up and charged the man as he opened fired. The men fell back dead and Buck dove to the side once he cleared the door to the front of the building.

Buck had apparently moved just a bit to slow as a bullet hit him in the back as he dove to the side. He sat up against the shelf and put his hand to his side. He looked down to see that it had only grazed him. He would live, but he was bleeding badly. He yelled out: "Give it up Zhou! There ain't no way out. I'm taking ya in. One way or the other!" Buck was worried more of Zhou's gang might come in at any minute. He was torn on whether he should try and save himself before more men came in, or try and take Zhou out now while he had the chance. There was only two men left in the back room Zhou and another lackey. Buck didn't know if he could out gun two men with an injury.

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

I kept it a little shorter than usual. Hope it's ok.

I'm gonna catch you! ( Peachperfect and Nyther)

Flynn watched as the girl quickly got up from the floor and sat next to him. She proceeded to cross her legs and give him a flirty look. Flynn grinned and shook his head. He knew what she was doing, but, then again, maybe she knew what he was doing. Who knew, though, maybe this good cop routine would pay off. He sighed loudly as he got up off the couch and turned to face her. "You're cute, you know that? Real fucking cute." He stood her up and turned her around. Placing one hand on the base of her neck he took off the handcuffs. She rubbed her sore wrists. "Now sit down." He ordered, slightly pushing her to the couch.

As she turned and sat down, he grabbed her arms and handcuffed her with her arms in front of her. He didn't tighten them as much this time. A decision he would probably regret later. She looked at him disappointed. "I may have a soft spot for a pretty face, but I'm not stupid." He grinned at her as he went to the fridge. He grabbed two beer and popped the cap off both. He handed one to her as he un-holstered his guns and sat them on the table just out of reach. He plopped down next to her. "Name's Flynn." He said clinking his beer next to her. "And I'm sorry for the rough treatment. But it's just business, you know?" He took a swig from his beer. "Now, I'm really not a bad guy, but I like money and if you just tell me where this girl is. We can all go home, happy and healthy." He said nonchalantly as he took another sip from his beer.

He patted her knee as he got up and walked over to the table where guns were and set down his beer. "So then." Flynn started. "This is not a threat or anything of that kind. I'm just going to tell you how it's going to go down. We have about, how much longer VIC?" VIC's voice chimed up: "45 Minutes until arrival". Flynn continued: "45 minutes. Once we get there, if you're still quiet about where Alyson’s is, I'm just going to bomb the planet." He saw her eyes widen a bit. "Now, I don't have military grade bombs, but they are quite destructive. They'll pock-mark the planet something nice. Then we land, check for survivors. If Alyson’s not there, I turn you in instead." He picked up the beer and sat down next to her. "Sound fair?"

He smiled as he finished off his beer. He looked at her again. Something about her caught his eye. He couldn't tell what, but something was a bit off. He leaned in a little closer and furrowed his brow. He stood up and put his empty beer on the table. He placed both his hands on the table and leaned on them and smiled at her. "You know, I forgot to do something when I brought you in. It's a basic bounty hunting rule. I can't believe I forgot it. I forgot to have you scanned for any devices that might be on you." She played it off very well, but he could tell she was getting nervous. He placed his hand on one of the guns. "Now do you want to talk?"

Red Dead Redemption - Outlaws Till The End

Ok cool. I'll have it up tomorrow.

Red Dead Redemption - Outlaws Till The End

Irish8 said
Yes that would be awesome :)

So, can I kill any of your gang in this shoot out, or just injure them?

Apocalyptic Supernatural RP with a Twist: End of Days.

Name: Miles Dunstan

Age: 26

Species: Deviant

Faction: Neutral

Powers/Skills: Medium Metal Constructs: He is able to produce any object out of metal just by imaging it. He usually sticks to making melee weapons and shields. Because his power requires him to have some type of metal to produce these constructs, he always wears a small metal bracer on his left wrist.

Appearance:

Personality: Having been wandering even since his powers manifested, Miles attempts to live in quiet solitude, but never seems to find the peace and solace his desires. He is slow to anger and act, but once he gets going he tends to always go overboard.

Weaknesses: Blind Rage

Bio/History: Miles is very secretive about his past.

{this little light of mine}

Name : Moloch

Age : Unknown

Race : Demon

Powers: Unnatural strength and endurance. His body armor is neigh-unbreakable. He can corrupt nature itself.

Personality : Slow and dim-witted. Relying on pure strength and his neigh-unbreakable armor for every.

History : One of the chiefs of the fallen angels. Always pushing war with the angles.

Pictures :

Other: He has a weakness to innocents and nature.