Shoe Thief

The Blood Compact

Hours after finishing off the vampire Hank would be back on the road. He has trouble getting over his kills, driving for hours, sometimes days would help distract him from how much doing what he did hurt. His funds were tight, though that will happen when you do a not so legal job on an unregulated rate.

Hank heard word from one of his buddies that some suspected vampires have been traveling to the UK. He has heard rumors in the past about vamps being inside the country, but he never followed up on it because the UK was supposed to be Vamp free. Though he trusted his friend more then he trusted the public eye. He would have to hide the RV until he got back, he would also need a way to get some of his gear over, he didn't have time or funds to reset up a new collection of weapons. So plane wasn't an option, he could take a boat. This would give him the ability to travel with his weapons at a cheaper rate. If he found the funds and the right captain he could even get the RV across the ocean, but it wasn't that much of a priority.

Though having the ability to forge his ammo and explosives would be useful. Also to be able to keep his blades maintained would help.

Hank looks at a photo of him and his family before he became a hunter. "It's going to be done sooner or later, just hold on." Hank has never taken on more then one vampire at a time without back up. He didn't know anyone he could trust, but he had some ideas how to take out a group of them. Though if any were major vamps or one of the older ones he knew the chances were not high of him making it out alive...Or a vampire. Neither of which seemed like a good idea to Hank.
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It had taken Hank three days...Three damn days to get a way across the ocean. Or at least to find the boat. He found a way to get his RV on, cost a bit more then he wanted to pay but in the long run it was worth it. The captain would walk up to him. "Do I want to know what's in that thing?"

Hank would laugh a bit. "Not really, But if I get a discount I'll show. Though I may have to beat your skull in then."

The captain would just stare at Hank in fear.

"It's a joke...I have no reason to kill you. Plus if I was I'd use a blade, much more effective." Hank would walk off to the ship leaving the captain in fear. "Also a joke Captain." As he would shout as he got on board.

The Blood Compact

Hank would get up from his bed. It had been a long night and Hank was still in too much confusion about what had happened. Though, guess that's what happens when you dedicate you life to trying to rid the world of those...Creatures. They took everything from Hank, His wife, His kids, Now all h had left was memories.

Hank got out of the RV and looks into the sunrise, He always felt safer in the light. He kept his home isolated as much as possible. It wasn't always easy but he normally found a way. Though he had to many times so he could finish a job.

A banging sound would come from the storage on the RV, it was definitely modified, it resembled a safe more then anything. "Shut up! You'll have your turn after I have my coffee." He had to find humor in his job, It wasn't an easy job for those weak in heart. He would walk back inside the RV and pour himself a cup of coffee, well he drank it he would sharpen his machete. He would stand up and walk to the sink, he would grab a jug of water and pour some of it on a cloth, Holy water, It may not kill them, but it burns almost like fire on a piece of paper. Though Hank wasn't sure he would need that much of a back up.

He knows he isn't the best fighter, but he is better then many humans, he spent his time int he Marine corps in his late 20s, and after that he practiced a fair amount of hand to hand and rifle training. He also knew what to do when dealing with vampires, He had killed plenty of minor or weaker vamps, But the strong ones, Only twice has he been able to fight one. The first one he was lucky to get away, he knew this, the second one he had help from a couple of his marine buddies, Neither of them made it out. But the vamp didn't either.

The banging from the storage compartment below the floor would continue, the vamp was hungry. Hank would grab a small hose from a Drawer and a container of blood. He fed the tube into the floor and poured some blood down it. It was definitely starving, gulped down the entire thing before Hank had a chance to remove the tube. If didn't matter he lost the tube, he would get it back later, Luckily the vamp couldn't tell this, But all he drank was dead mans blood, Human blood, sometimes vampire blood would make vamps stronger, But you give a vamp blood of a corpse that's been dead for a few days, it will get weaker, The vamp may not even know it depending how much they think they need it.

He would walk outside with the machete n hands and his modified armor on. The sun was to his back now, Sure the thing was faster then him, But Hank felt he had the most advantages in his favor. He would pull a lever on the door and step about 15 feet away from the RV. The vampire would jump out ready for a fight.

The vampire was female, seems to have been turned in her early to mid 20s. "They are always so young" Hank would think as he saw the vampire. The dead mans blood was already taking effect, she had a drunk motion to her movements.

Hank would level the blade. "Sorry this has to be done, But you know what you did back their, I'll make this as fast s I can." Their was a mix of fear and hatred in the Vampires eyes, She would charge Hank, but she wasn't in any condition to fight, Hank knew this, and she found out when she was in reach of the blade.

Hank went for her arm first, severing it completely off. As she was on the ground in a panic her head was removed with one clean sweep. Her lifeless body would fall to the ground. Hank would fall to his knees looking at the girl. "I'm so sorry, I really wish it didn't have to come to this. But I know what you people do to us, what You did to those boys at the bar back their, I'll admit I'm not much better. But if it comes to the life of humans and vamps, I'm going with Humans. When my times comes, I'll know it. I hope where ever you land up, it's better then what you had to go through here." Hank would slide the blade into her skull to make sure she was dead, then he would get going on disposing the body.

The Colony. (Another zombie RP)

I guess the RP didn't catch, I thought I could get it somewhere, may try again someday or just try a new one. Either way I think this one died.

The Blood Compact

Awesome! Thank you. I need to double check what is going on in the RP to make sure I don't make a fool of myself but Thanks!

Surviving the end of days (Zombie Role-Play) (apply, Having technical issues)

Hunter would walk out of the bathroom, the gun still on his back. "It's not too hard, I'll show you before I leave to go find my sister." Hunter would walk back to the couch and sit and drink some of the tea. "This is good tea though, really good. Thank you."

To Survive The End (REBOOT)

Okay then.

To Survive The End (REBOOT)

Do people still RP here? I means its been a few days and nothing. If I am wrong sorry it's just...Been a while.

Surviving the end of days (Zombie Role-Play) (apply, Having technical issues)

Hunter would think for a moment. "You want to know why I am alive still? I am alive because I can shoot, I can fight, I am smart with what I have and I know how to survive with out it. I know where things are because we still had a radio when I left. But the main reasons I am alive now, Is luck. I m alive because something happened that made it possible for me to." Hunter would stop for a moment. "Or I somehow pulled up the guts to do what needed to be done..." Hunters hand would start to shake and he would walk off into the bathroom.

The Blood Compact

(Looks like an interesting RP, I'll read a bit on what's going on that way if my character is accepted I don't make myself look like a complete fool.)

Name: Hank Miller

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Vampire:(yes or no) No

When you were turned:(put N/A if your not a vampire). N/A

Clothes: Hank wears a gas mask with a build in helmet and night vision, and a modified titanium alloyed combat vest, he designed the angle to break or damage anything blade or claw like that would try to stab or slash his armor. Under this he wears a long sleeve military jacket and some padding. His jeans are old and beaten and most his clothes have some form of blood stain on them.

Weapons: ( One main, two support,and one hidden max). Hanks main weapon is a 12 Gauge pump action with modified hollow-point rounds, In the base of each bullet tight furnished wood rest, waiting to be crammed into the heart of it's targets. His support weapons would include a 3 foot machete that gets cleaned with Holy water, and a collection of makeshift explosives. His hidden weapon would be a retractable hatchet stored away in a hidden pocket in his jacket.

Hair: His hair is dark brown and slicked back, some of it is singed from past battles. He has some facial hair but this is more because he never takes time to shave. "To busy to take the time" he would claim.

Eyes: hanks eyes are both a light grey color, this is because of a chemical effect from one of his homemade explosives. His original eye color was green.

Personality:(optional). Hank is a "Get it done" Kind of person. He is determined to do what ever it takes to finish anything and everything he starts. When he isn't on a mission he is normally calm and less likely to try and kill something. When he is on the job he is stubborn as hell and is one sided on everything. He doesn't enjoy killing things but at times he feels it's the only thing that can be done.

Physical: Hank stands 6' even with a strong build. He has scars across several points on his body, some from battles with vamps, others from fights with people.

(I don't know if Hunters are allowed and if not I can change up the character a bit.)

Surviving the end of days (Zombie Role-Play) (apply, Having technical issues)

boundaries are fine, and days I know it sucks but it has been a while, if they come back we will do what we can to re integrate them into the RP.