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Current I'm getting evicted. The average conversation seems to be judged critically by the other guy
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No coffee, No crash
4 yrs ago
Could someone please tell the doctor I AM RIGHT
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I want Gucci sneakers, a $5,000 comic book, and porn star life
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Wolverine took a shot. His head felt like somebody hit it with cement brick, and then his back felt like a Civil War whip mashed against it. For the first time he literally lost his balance and fell forward after he was popped from the whip and a bullet. He got up fast enough to see Quinn running away and he sped to go around his flank and by only a few inches he stuck his claws into some tree that he had not concluded be part of his battle plan and propelled himself at Quinn ferociously heading towards him with his line shaped body like he was a torpedo.
Wolverine bounced to his feet after the dropkick. He grinned because he was whooping ass and so was Quinn. He dropped to a knee and waited the two seconds it took the swordsman to get up and bowed his arms in front of his face. He screamed at Quinn, saying "C'MON YOU MUDAFUCKA!" When Quinn charged Wolvie caught a piece of it but the beast somersaulted above Quinn and luckily landed fast and went at the enemy in a raging assault to attack his spine and bring him down. "AHHHHH!"
Bingo Wolverine thought. Luck was a natural at things element. The beast hit Quinn several times in a row because his senses were hyperactive. He could see this and see that but he moved fast and hard at the gunslinging swordsman without having much in regard except for hedonistic pushes. He wanted blood, and he wanted it now. He smiled when he caught the enemy in the shoulder HARD. Then, curious as he found it there was no suspicious of luck or talent inside of Quinn because he smashed his sword in Wolvie's left bicep and the animalistic man felt less angry and more admiring. "Yeh ain't bad, Quinn, but I'm going to hurt yeh." And so the Wolverine charged up after standing for a moment and launch himself once again at Quinn wanting to at least knock out his air sacs with a hard drop kick.
Wolverine took some damage to his shoulder. He snapped at Quinn saying, "Who the feck says most fun person? Regler Neidimeyer!" He dropped from the shoulder attack and regrouped fast and moved like a snack crawling away from the circle the two soldiers had created and jumped back to his feet and leaped into the air jumping ten feet aiming to jab, scratch, or kill Quinn aiming his metal, unbreakable claws at his adversary's face.
Wolverine had to give it up to Quinn. Quinn was calculating, but the swordsman was not fierce. The animal man felt like he took an uppercut comparable to Mike Tyson from the swordsman. It was a direct hit but it was not vicious, or so the beast Wolverine judged it to be because he was rocked but subtle. "Let's see if you can fly, Quinn!" the beast spat at him when he boxed his own uppercut with his claws aimed at Quinn after he lost two or three steps.
"FUCK!" Wolverine yelped. It was a nice gash across his rib. He would have avoided being ensnared if he had not pivoted to stick Quinn in the neck. He was surprised, losing blood and optically side-winded. He was going to miss the potential damage because of being side-winded, so he pushed his claw as far as his arm extended and added in a superkick that he wanted to go forward and backed by his animal momentum.
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Name:
Ray Walsh, Jr.

Age:
Early 20s

Skill:
Heavy equipment operator, Good deal of strength and stamina

Preferred Weapons:
Machete, gun, miscellaneous

Personality:
He is normal as can be for the undead apocalypse. He believes people deserve a chance because there isn't any great options that will cause a coup. On the other hand, he has bailed from people if he feels like he is going to die and be ate. So, in turn, he is honest and good natured, but it's better them than him.

Brief Bio:
After he graduated high school Ray worked several jobs. He was not a people person but he did have certain social skills like agreeability. But, social skills or not he wanted to make money doing something easy so he decided to enroll in the junior college to gain accreditation in heavy equipment operating. He worked for a few years before he witnessed the end of the world.
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