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The Walking Dead: Belgium

@Poi thinking of throwing a crazy guy into the Frey if you would have me?

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

soo I mean I don't mind continuing on with me and poi but I mean, we just going to put this one on pause and restart later?

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

I hope everyone had a good holiday.

The Walking Dead: Belgium

@RumikoOhara

... I got a date for a military ball were putting on in January.

The Walking Dead: Belgium

don't mind me im just stalking @Poi

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Victor Henson

Friday Night >>> inside of the Flour Meadough Bakery <<<>>> Central Point

“Hmm well I don’t have any other siblings either… err other than you now I guess. So you don’t run this humble little shop by yourself then? I wonder what your grandmother will say about me.” He paused for a moment lost in thought of how he now had to remember to change his grammar when it came to the two of them. At the mention of the bus he broke his train of thought, “alright, remember to grab a warm coat it’s kind of chilly out there.” He called to her as he stood up and waited next to the front door.

Victor turned back to the girl as she came back out wearing a big coat and a fancy hat that matched her clothes, “my don't you look stunning, yeah I’m ready to go” he said with a smile while he walked out the door and to the street. He waited patiently for the girl to lock up the door, double checking to make sure everything was off before she joined him. Their walk to the bus stop was quiet with only a bit of awkward conversation between them and when they were on the bus. At least he remembered to give the girl his cell phone number, so she could contact him when ever, pointing out that he didn’t know what his work schedule would be like yet.

The bus trip was pleasant enough, stopping now and then as public transportation does, many of the other travelers looked all fancy and dolled up to enjoy the festival. Still, Victor tried his best to keep up a civil conversation with the girl mostly about current events or about the last few months of his life and what he did before security. Until eventually the bus came to a stop a few blocks away from the party and let everyone off. He smiled at her again as they followed the group of people down closed off streets full of winter kiosks and places to buy food and gifts, “this place looks good in the evening.”

@Poi

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Victor Henson

Friday Night >>> inside of the Flour Meadough Bakery

The girl looked confused by his statements or maybe taken off guard, something he expected but was glad to hear her invite him in and out of the cold. “Tea and biscuits sounds lovely ma'm” he smiled and made his way inside closing the door behind him, following the girl and then to a table she pointed at. He sat down and looked around the room quietly, looking at all the food on display and getting a good feel for the place. He looked back over toward her as she moved some things near a stove.

“So, what's your name? Forgive me for not asking earlier. It just isn't every day someone shows up asking for my father.”

His heart fluttered for a moment as she finished her sentence, “Well uh, my name is Victor, Victor Henson. And your father... oh” he spoke as he looked away and bit his lip nervously, “sorry I'm not very good at social things but my mother passed away last month and well she told me about him.” he paused for a moment and looked at the girl with a smile, “she told me that they were just friends and it was more of a hey lets have some fun before I move away, sort of deal” he sighed remembering his mother, sure they didn't see eye to eye or have the best relationship, but she was still his mother.

“My name is Olivia.”

“How does it taste? My grandmother and I made a bit too much earlier, so these are the leftovers.”

“Olivia is a nice name, I guess that makes you my half sister than. Do you have any brothers or sisters?” he smiled at her again as he tried the sweets she had brought over for them with the tea. The baked goods where a rather nice treat and seemed to calm his nerves a little, “these are really good.” he spoke in between bites. This reminded him that he did have a light dinner, so he would have the appetite to ample the festivals' food. Setting the empty tea cup down he smiled at her again, “so how would you feel with coming with a near total stranger to the festivities in town?” Victor spoke to her in a rather joking tone. “There's no need to worry... that much, I protect people for a living.”

@Poi

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

I think i made gorge a bit smaller than the average super mutant.

@SkrtWithAWeapon your fine i like your posts

The Judas-Unit

post is up im ganna go sleep now

The Judas-Unit

Victor Asimov and Algarin the Mighty

Waves of heat distorted the look of the metal room, the subtle orange glow of hot metal radiated off the walls and the floor was black with soot and charred metal. One lone man sat in the middle of the room meditating atop a small mound ash, this man seemed at home in the hot metal room. This man had orange hair and a muscular body and wore loose fitting white and Grey pants with a red cotton sash tied around his waist and white slip on shoes. Across his tan skin where many strange and intricate markings that gave off a subtle orange and red glow, like he had a fire glowing inside of him.

It was only after a few minutes did some overhead fans turn on above him, pulling the hot air out of the room and around the rest of the facility. The ash mound he was sitting on slowly evaporated leaving only him in the warm room. The walls slowly returned to their natural dull color as the fans slowly turned off and the room fell silent once more. The only noise to enter the room where footsteps, then the beep of a key card followed by two switches being turned. Slowly to panels on the far wall extended towards him by a few inches before sliding to the side revealing a heat treated door with a small thick window.

A voice from the other side of the door broke the man’s concentration, “Victor, times up in the rec room.” For a moment Victor didn’t move but slowly the man stood opening his orange glowing eyes, his piercing gaze held back rage and fury. The man moved with purpose to the door and waited for the door to open, on the other side four Knights in full armor and wielding high caliber weapons with armor piercing rounds waited. One knight stepped forward as Victor held out his hands in front of him, the guard was quick to put the elbow length arm and hand restraints on him. The man’s haste wasn’t out of fear but something else, Victor could only hope this meant they had a mission for him. “Secure” the man called out as they left escorting the man towards the main living cells.

Victor was escorted down the halls, the four Knights formed a square around him as they walked. Radio chatter and communications from them as they went from check point to check point towards their destination. It wouldn’t have taken them as long if they hadn’t built his “rec room” towards the bottom of the complex, but he didn’t mind. The way he walked down the halls didn’t make him seem like a prisoner but more as a king with his personal guards protecting him, the air of superiority that he kept around him was thick but it wasn’t malicious or wicked.

When they finally reached the main chamber he was surprised to see so many new faces and a few old ones. The guards stopped him just beside the tall dark form that calls itself Steven, Victor gave him a slight nod as he looked among the others, "good to see you again Steven." A few of them gave him his favorite feeling, to cleanse. The woman and the one with the mask made him feel this the most, with subtle illuminance his markings pulsed like a heart beat in turn his restraints made a beeping sound and a few lights blinked red.

The guards that were with him hadn’t left his side and when they heard this they all turned and raised their weapons at him, “don’t worry boys, just some cravings is all” with a smile the pulsing slowly stopped and the guards slowly lowered their weapons. The man’s gaze slowly turned to the new guy standing before him, Victor looked the man over but his gaze didn’t stay he was far too interested in the other new faces. One of his guards showed him the glass rose he had been given by this man and looked at it, “we will put this in your room” the guard said to him seeing as how his hands were completely restrained. “So you’re the new guy huh?” victor spoke towards Jeremiah, “I will tell you the same thing I told the other guy, give me a mission and I will destroy what evil lies there with holy flame and fury”

@Milkman@The Narrator