PhoenixEye9

Deadzone Reality

I approve of the eating, eat the goat god. Take his powers, (yes you will gain minor flight and more strength his flesh is holy you know. And maybe an increased intelligence.) also Once everyone has decided where they are going I will make a post saying what happens in the world. Sound like a plan?

Not Dead Yet: A Zombie-survival rp

I don't think anyone is, but hey at least this character doesn't act like I know I would in an invasion of the dead, I accept his death. Next comes the other me

Alright correction, I don't like that he's dieing cause I have a little girl I'm supposed to watch, but I'll take it and bring in a more realistic version of me to take over his spot

Not Dead Yet: A Zombie-survival rp

Don't worry, I have a plan. Fricking roll off the building, or maybe they'll be nice and drag me back to church, they at least have to grab my picks. Riley needs my gear, well what's left of it since Iesha has most of everything I owned.

Deadzone Reality

Wait, goat lord is banned why? (No wonder my messages to him are said to be "unauthorized"

Not Dead Yet: A Zombie-survival rp

I'm not dead yet you son of a gun, or as you were just called, "Maghtrr fakrr", I'm completely utterly fucked but I refuse to die on that roof,

Angel Beats roleplay?! *Spoiler Alert*

Thank you

Not Dead Yet: A Zombie-survival rp

Little late triggers already pulled and I claimed shot

Not Dead Yet: A Zombie-survival rp

Milo looked at the man, and before he knew it he saw a gun drawn and aiming at his knees he got lucky enough to move so the first shot grazed him and as he buckled the second shot tore through his lower stomach. The shots lucky as he was to not have his knees fuck up took him down, blood starting to come out of his mouth. "Maghtrr.. Fakr..." His words garbled by the blood, "Maghtrr... Fakrr ot me.. Goh run"

Not Dead Yet: A Zombie-survival rp

Milo looked at the man, and before he knew it he saw a gun drawn and aiming at his knees he got lucky enough to move so the first shot grazed him and as he buckled the second shot tore through his lower stomach. The shots lucky as he was to not have his knees fuck up took him down, blood starting to come out of his mouth. "Maghtrr.. Fakr..." His words garbled by the blood, "Maghtrr... Fakrr ot me.. Goh run"

Not Dead Yet: A Zombie-survival rp

Milo heard the man, and his messed up speech. "You sick fuck!! What the hell, we are out here trying to survive a literal hell and you are talking about sex and fun!! No!!" Milo's voice wasn't calm and collected, soft or caring, it was fueled by rage by hatred, he wanted to kill the man, to just wipe him from the earth. Milo threw his picks aside, "No weapons, one on one, Mano y Mano. If you fight anywhere close to how filed you are this oughta be easy for ya, but I doubt you have much to back yourself up with."