Hunter would laugh a bit "Crazy? Me? Na, I just think out loud, Happens when you spend a lot of time on the road" Hunter would hand over the plate. "So how long have you been here? The place seems really well set up." Hunter would stand looking out the front window.
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The Real Shoe Thief
STATUS: Cleaning day! Made a ton of progress and even found my long lost DS and my missing laundry card that still has a lot of credits on it. Found it in my winter coat of all places go figure. 5 yrs ago
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Cleaning day! Made a ton of progress and even found my long lost DS and my missing laundry card that still has a lot of credits on it. Found it in my winter coat of all places go figure.
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Finally got into D&D. Now I feel trapped and I am in love. Should I ask for help or ask where I can get more dice?
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Breaks ups are weird. Not sure how to feel about the other person, or about yourself. It hurts for sure, but it's weird and uncomfortable just how different things seem now.
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I get that dude. Could be one of those days, in the smae boat myself. Hope you're doing better soon though!
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It's an ass kick ass world out there. And all we can do about it is keep kicking ass .
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Welcome to my profile! I decided I needed to update this, and I don't have much for updating... Only in a single role-play right now, so far it's going really well!
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Hunter would try to stand up again but would fall as soon as he tried. "I don't...suppose you guys have...water? I ran out of...clean water a couple days ago and I have been drinking pretty much anything I could find, Dog thinks it's driving me crazy, I haven't noticed but he's had good points int he past." Hunter would try to stand again, this time being successful.
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Hunter would notice Irene staring at the shotgun. "Don't worry it's not for you. I still need to get my supplies, then after I find them I'll be waiting for my ankle to heal so I can start heading to Tensions Peak."
Hunter would put the three shotgun shells on the table and set the gun leaning on the couch.
"Thanks for the food." Hunter would take a few bits of the food, tasting it carefully, making sure it wasn't poisoned or anything. After a couple bits he was satisfied. "Thanks again for the food."
Hunter would put the three shotgun shells on the table and set the gun leaning on the couch.
"Thanks for the food." Hunter would take a few bits of the food, tasting it carefully, making sure it wasn't poisoned or anything. After a couple bits he was satisfied. "Thanks again for the food."
As the door was opened Hunter would stop kicking it. "Huh...I told you I wasn't crazy Dog." Hunter started to get excited "Actual live people!...With weapons...pointed at us...Dammit dog." Hunter would try to step back to grab his shotgun off his back but would be too tired out too do more then turn around and fall down a flight of stairs. "...Dammit...". Hunter would be stuck on the ground, barely able to move. "Okay...you guys win."
Hunter is debatable on his mental state, lack of people and clean water seems to do that. He's at the point where rational decisions are becoming less and less. His best option, stop, think, get some clean water, then say hi to people.
Hunter losing patience he grabbed Dog and the rifle, put both on his back and held the shotgun in his hands. "I'm going to prove to you I'm not crazy dog, I know someone is in this damn building, I am going to find them."
Hunter would pack up his gear and start running down the hall, he would then find the stairs and start to run up to them. "How much you want to bet this is the building we saw with the people on it?!" At this point hunter was starting to shout. "Ya ya you're right, we need to act calm, running into a group of people with a shotgun screaming 'WHAT"S UP PEOPLE I COME IN PEACE!' is a bad idea. But still, I need to know I'm not crazy, I need to know at least something I saw was real, Something." His tone is still raised as he climbs the stairs floor by floor. He would stop at about the 18 floor and fall over on the stairs from running longer then he was capable with all his gear on. He would speak short of breath "I...blame...you...for...all of...this." Hunter would stand up, tired, trying to keep his cool, he would walk up another flight of stairs swaying the whole way. He would stop and take a sip from his canteen. "Remind me to refill this dog, we are low on water again." Hunter would walk up the stairs to the roof door and try to open it. "Dammit locked...What kind of lock is on the outside door?! And in today's world?!" Hunter would sling his shotgun and start to kick the door with what strength he had left.
Under his breath he would talk to himself. "We are *Kick* Going to *Kick* Meet the *Kick* nice people *Kick* now."
Hunter would pack up his gear and start running down the hall, he would then find the stairs and start to run up to them. "How much you want to bet this is the building we saw with the people on it?!" At this point hunter was starting to shout. "Ya ya you're right, we need to act calm, running into a group of people with a shotgun screaming 'WHAT"S UP PEOPLE I COME IN PEACE!' is a bad idea. But still, I need to know I'm not crazy, I need to know at least something I saw was real, Something." His tone is still raised as he climbs the stairs floor by floor. He would stop at about the 18 floor and fall over on the stairs from running longer then he was capable with all his gear on. He would speak short of breath "I...blame...you...for...all of...this." Hunter would stand up, tired, trying to keep his cool, he would walk up another flight of stairs swaying the whole way. He would stop and take a sip from his canteen. "Remind me to refill this dog, we are low on water again." Hunter would walk up the stairs to the roof door and try to open it. "Dammit locked...What kind of lock is on the outside door?! And in today's world?!" Hunter would sling his shotgun and start to kick the door with what strength he had left.
Under his breath he would talk to himself. "We are *Kick* Going to *Kick* Meet the *Kick* nice people *Kick* now."
(failed start up, going to fix it later)
Ya that sums it up, well second floor by now. But close.
His sanity? Some of it is in the toy dog next to him, the rest is lost.
His sanity? Some of it is in the toy dog next to him, the rest is lost.
Hunter would be pacing now, Looking at both the door and the small hole in the ceiling from the shotgun. His rifle would be in the lap of the toy dog, and his shotgun would be in his hands. "But what if they are friendly? Do I really want the trap to take their foot off?" He would wait and look at the toy dog. "I guess you're right, As long as one of us keeps guard their is no need for the shotgun shell at the door."
Hunter would walk over to the door and start to dissemble the shotgun shell trap. "I'm not crazy am I?" He would look back at the toy dog. "...Ass, Who even asked you." Hunter would look wide eyed for a moment. "...Fair enough. Yes I know I need more interaction with people. And I need to practice safe drinking water? Please what I drink is fine, Their are filters in water drains. And if not I boiled it." He would finish disarming the trap and put it in his bag. "Well it was warm. Fine I'll make it a goal to start drinking cleaner water. Happy?!"
He would sit down facing the door and take a sip from his canteen. "I got first watch dog, You rest for now." He would look at the toy kinda pissed. "You're not going to take watch tonight?! You want to explain why before I leave you here?" He would look at the dog as if it was saying something of importance. "Okay fair enough...See you in the morning dog." Hunter would rest, the shotgun in his lap. He would face the door, doing everything he could to stay awake. "Tomorrow...we get moving to Stonehead, That's where we will find her."
Hunter would walk over to the door and start to dissemble the shotgun shell trap. "I'm not crazy am I?" He would look back at the toy dog. "...Ass, Who even asked you." Hunter would look wide eyed for a moment. "...Fair enough. Yes I know I need more interaction with people. And I need to practice safe drinking water? Please what I drink is fine, Their are filters in water drains. And if not I boiled it." He would finish disarming the trap and put it in his bag. "Well it was warm. Fine I'll make it a goal to start drinking cleaner water. Happy?!"
He would sit down facing the door and take a sip from his canteen. "I got first watch dog, You rest for now." He would look at the toy kinda pissed. "You're not going to take watch tonight?! You want to explain why before I leave you here?" He would look at the dog as if it was saying something of importance. "Okay fair enough...See you in the morning dog." Hunter would rest, the shotgun in his lap. He would face the door, doing everything he could to stay awake. "Tomorrow...we get moving to Stonehead, That's where we will find her."
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Name: James Gordon
Personality: Always smiling despite the worst kind of situations. Tries to keep people in a calm mood. He tries to make people feel as comfortable around him as possible, He is basically one of those people who would risk his life for a complete stranger. He hates the idea of killing people, even infected he struggles with at times.
Physical Appearance: He stands about 5'10" with messy hair and facial hair. He wears an open button up shirt with a light T-shirt underneath it. His jeans are torn and all his cloths are stained, he has a small bag on his back a fishing cap over his head.
Family: Before the end James would consider a lot of people family, even those who were not related by blood. Now he treats everyone as if they were family, this could be him trying to keep peace or fear of being alone again.
History: James used to work at a bar before the end, he was fairly decent at his job. And his respect for everyone that came in may have saved his life, One of the people that was a regular at the bar one day warned James about some events about the infected spreading around town, After James did what he could to save those he saw the person that warned James gave him a ride to a short term safe heaven. James moved on after a year or so to go out and try and help others.
Skills: James isn't strong, Nor that smart, But he gets along with people fairly easily. A natural Vibe. He holds a lot more hand to hand skill then most people, He picked this up in his safe haven.
Gear: He is armed with a knife and a walking stick. He keeps rope with him and some flint.
Goal: His goal is to go out and help people in need.
Personality: Always smiling despite the worst kind of situations. Tries to keep people in a calm mood. He tries to make people feel as comfortable around him as possible, He is basically one of those people who would risk his life for a complete stranger. He hates the idea of killing people, even infected he struggles with at times.
Physical Appearance: He stands about 5'10" with messy hair and facial hair. He wears an open button up shirt with a light T-shirt underneath it. His jeans are torn and all his cloths are stained, he has a small bag on his back a fishing cap over his head.
Family: Before the end James would consider a lot of people family, even those who were not related by blood. Now he treats everyone as if they were family, this could be him trying to keep peace or fear of being alone again.
History: James used to work at a bar before the end, he was fairly decent at his job. And his respect for everyone that came in may have saved his life, One of the people that was a regular at the bar one day warned James about some events about the infected spreading around town, After James did what he could to save those he saw the person that warned James gave him a ride to a short term safe heaven. James moved on after a year or so to go out and try and help others.
Skills: James isn't strong, Nor that smart, But he gets along with people fairly easily. A natural Vibe. He holds a lot more hand to hand skill then most people, He picked this up in his safe haven.
Gear: He is armed with a knife and a walking stick. He keeps rope with him and some flint.
Goal: His goal is to go out and help people in need.
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