Shoe Thief

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

So now we wait.... 0.0

Blood Compact (Open!)

I am... sick. *dies*

@Wraithblade6

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Blood Compact (Open!)

HANK

Hank was a bit shocked, by a few things actually. One, Mithias actually seemed too care about Hank. Maybe what he was saying was actually true, though he called Hank child again. He even offered to help kill the vampire that murdered his family. Even said he would stop pestering him about joining the vampire army. "Thank you... But stop referencing me as your son, I had a dad. You ain't my dad. I would be open for any other term other then Father."

Mithias asked about the nuclear codes. This... confused Hank a bit. "Fergus O'Brian, mentioned something about the vampire cause before I snagged the codes from him. Not sure how far he got but he seemed to have an idea of what he was doing." Hank stopped. "He's the one that killed my family. But we're even now, he knows the pain he put me through. The only thing I am worried about is if he already made a copy of the codes." Hank held the launch key in his hand. "O'Brian is crazy, that's an easy one too spot. Though what he didn't seem to get at first is launching a Nuke at humans isn't going to stop them, one nuke will just piss them off." Hank stopped again. "He's smart though, if one nuke hits another country, that country will respond with Nukes as well. Then the country hit with the second will respond with a nukes." Hank trailed off. "I get you are at war with the Humans, but I hope you get that a nuclear war could kill all of us. O'Brian I think just thinks it will wipe out Humans, Maybe he's right. But I don't know what Nuclear radiation does too a vampire." Hank put away the codes and slowly grabbed a lighter. "What I do know is vampires burn easier then Humans. A lot easier. Would have killed the fucker when he woke up, he woke p pretty fast though. Got away well I was finishing some things."

Hank walked over to Mithias. "I hold some respect for you, you're a lot more... Human, then many vampires I have talked with. You give a shit about things. What sucks is you're more human then some humans I have met." Sat down and grabbed his beer again. "I get you guys are at war, but there is a difference between war and extinction. Truth be told I do think something needs to be done, maybe war is the answer, maybe not. What I do know is that no matter what side wins last thing I want too see is one side getting wiped out. I may have a personal issue with most your kind, but I have met some... reasonable vampires over the years. Some I even trust. Some just were at the wrong place at the wrong time." Hank took a sip of the beer. "Some things I can't forgive, I think we can both get that. But I get where you are coming from in this war. One thing I wont forgive you for is the fact that drinking anything is like drinking water now, I will never forgive you for that asshole." He drank the beer again. "But something does need too be done, Especially about O'Brian."

Fergus O'Brian

Fergus lay in a ditch, like he had hundreds of years ago when he first turned. The same dead feeling he had felt all that time ago, his body was weak, his spirit crushed. The Hunter had found him? How the hell does a Human that has gone off the grid do that?! No... not Human, the force Fergus felt when his body went weak was not Human, it felt like a truck. Or two. Was he turned in the last few years?

Fergus remembers the day he and Hank met, It was a massacre in the airport, Hank and the rest of the men in his unit were sent in to kill Fergus and a few other vampires in the area. The unsuspecting Marines were ripped to shreds, sometimes getting shots on a vampire, but rarely hitting a useful target. Then Fergus went for a man with a strong build, one of the only ones still focused. As Fergus lunged at him, he felt great, he had killed Three of them already. But this one reacted faster, the M16 in his hands quickly face Fergus, the three round burst nailing him in the shoulder, grazed his neck, and took a chunk of his eye out. The Marine then fired again. Fergus ran, not before spotting the name tag on the uniform. Took only two days too track the man down, He wasn't home but everyone he cared about was. He was going too make the Human who humiliated him pay.

Now Fergus lays in the ditch, watching that same Marine kill his mother in front of him, severing her piece by piece. Fergus was too weak too fight back in his current state. All he could do was watch, and think about how he was going to kill this... Fergus actually had no idea what the Marine was now.

Fergus walked into his old home, His mother lay in pieces int he kitchen still. "I'll make the man who did this too you pay mum." Fergus walked into his basement and had to scavenge for anything that still worked. The former soldier had destroyed a lot, might as well have set the place on fire. But he had a back up plan in case something like this happened.

Too several hours but Fergus had set his equipment, his computer was still usable, which meant he still had the codes, and no one was left to change them before he finished what he was doing. He had a long range transmitter set up, it could reach hundreds of miles if power was held, there was a short range transmitter hooked up too it as well, this one could only reach a few hundred yards though. It was part of a two piece set, one giving the transmission codes to the Silo, and the other plugged into Fergus's head. What ever had been done too the soldier, Fergus knew he couldn't fight him directly. So he set the transmitter to stop sending the hold signal if his brain waves stopped. In basic words, insurance. If he died, the hold signal would stop, and the nuke would launch to it's destined coordinates. "You want too fuck with me? I CAN FUCK A LOT HARDER MATE!" Fergus was ready, he was ready too end the human race, and everyone that got in the way.

Blood Compact (Open!)

And Fergus is back!

Walkers

It's good, And now let the building search get started.

Hmm, Once a section of the hospital is claimed safe and secure what conflicts shall we expect? Bandits? Illness? Shit ton of Dead thing? Or what about each other? Lack of supplies in a tense situation can cause a lot of issues.

*Bum Bum Bum*

Walkers

The RV was okay, though it had a smell too it. Six people living inside the thing for who knows how long, unable too stop and clean it because it's too risky, it sucks. Hunter sat up front attempting too read the edited map, the map was old as it was, but the fact that many roads they have tried to take were blocked or destroyed they were not an option. The map was covered with marks showing these points. Then when the RV pulled over in front of the hospital Hunter didn't know what too think. "...If it wasn't for the fact we are living a horror movie I'd say this was a bad idea."

They all got out of the RV, the place was beaten to hell, but seemed empty. Could be something, though a few more stable walls would be nice. But the lack of dead things was a big plus. Jack gave the orders despite what Lacy wanted too do, He understood where jack was coming from, but more then likely the only walker they'd find inside would be the one or two things that wondered in sometime over the last few months. "Alrighty then Jack, Place should be fine. This will be me of what areas we can still use inside." Hunter caught the radio as it was thrown to him. Jack made it very clear not too lose this one. It's not like he had much choice in losing the last one, they were in a bad situation and he needed the parts from the current radio. Plus he figured it would be easy to replace by now. Wrong.

Hunter went over to the RV storage and grabbed a shotgun. Then he looked at the ammo. "Hmm, Not a lot of ammo left eh?" talking to no one in particular. He grabbed a box of Twelve Gauge and loaded his gun, then he put the spare shells in a satchel that was over his shoulder. He really didn't think he would need the extra rounds, but he didn't want to get stuck with only Seven shots if things got really bad. "Alright then, Riley, Deb? Make sure you guys are ready. Not expecting anything inside really but there is always a chance that someone else already had the same idea we are having now. So I want to be safe rather then sorry." He grabbed a hatchet from the storage compartment, he wasn't the best with Melee weapons, but this was something that he could carry with out getting in the way and still be effective.

Hunter walked up to the front door with the gun in his hands. He turned on the flashlight that was built into the gun and walked in. Debriah was already inside with her katana drawn."Ya planning on going all bad ass on anything that tries to come at us?" he smiled as he said it. He had respect for her skill with that thing, he still preferred a firearm but if he knew how to handle something like that he thought it would be pretty damn cool. "We just need too find an area that is livable, and make sure that no one else got the same idea and decided to take shelter here. Dead or alive they could be a problem." The main room was well fairly well lit, though the hall ways scared the shit out of Hunter, they were all dark as hell. It wasn't the fact that Hunter was scared of the dark. It was the fact he was scared of what he learned Hid in the dark.

Blood Compact (Open!)

And this is why Hank hunts vampires, and other things of the night.

Blood Compact (Open!)

@Wraithblade6

Mithias walked in to the boiler room. Sure there were other rooms better for making a first impression, but this was the only place he felt even remotely safe. This condemned building was all he had left, still didn't feel like home. Felt even more strange to him when Mithias sat down. Though Hank wouldn't show it, that was the last thing he was going too do in front of Mithias. Then he started too speak, And Hank sat and listened. This conversation was one he had been waiting for far too long.

When Mithias finished Hank laughed. "Like you? What part of me would be like you? Our determination too win? Our will too not give up? What about our lust too kill? Could that be it?" Hank stood up and walked to Mithias. "Do you know what you have done too me? I have killed people that should not have died!" He clenched and the handle to the sawed off shotgun shattered in his hand, the barrels landing on the floor in pieces. "But it's all good now right? Now I am one of you so I'll join your little cult is that it?!" Hank turned around and landed his fist into the old wall creating a hole where his fist made contact. "That could have worked... If it wasn't for the fact that your kind killed them." He paused and faced Mithias. "Your kind killed my family." He said in a dead tone. "All of them, My wife! My son!" He then trailed off, tears starting to form in his eyes. "Your kind forced me too kill my little girl... She was gonna be Five soon... Her birthday was only a month after I found them all." Hank sat down again. "I found my wife torn too pieces in the kitchen... She had a key in her hands, she was going for the pistol locker. I knew she was dead, or I should have." His hand started shaking as the memories flooded back into his head. "I was there trying to help her, but she wouldn't respond. Then I heard the thud upstairs... I grabbed the key from my Hallie's dead hands, and I opened the locker." Hank stopped. "Nine Milometers don't do shit on vampires, I didn't put two and two together and guess this was a vampire situation." He froze for a moment. "I went upstairs to find Daisy gutting her older brother... She was too young to resist the hunger, I didn't realize how hard it was until I was turned myself... She came at me and I refused too shoot her." He wiped a tear from his face. "We both fell down the stairs, I thought I was strong enough too stop her, restrain her. She was still small, I was still able to keep her off me." He did a finger gun motion with his hand and laughed. "And out of instinct I shot her... Five times." His expression went blank again. "She screamed in pain... I panicked and ran too her. I mean why wouldn't I? My baby girl was just shot and was in pain. She... she recovered fast." He locked eyes with Mithias. "We went back and forward for about 12 minutes, I was getting tired, she seemed to be getting stronger." He paused again. "It wasn't until she screamed at me with all her anger... with her brothers blood pouring out her mouth... that I realized she was gone... the power that was surging through her was stronger then she was... and at her age it always would be. So I put her down... I grabbed the Nine Millimeter... and unloaded the rest of the magazine into her...."

Hank stood up and took a deep breath, he ken he didn't really have to breath. But it helped level his head, and he was not use to the thought of not breathing. "That is why I hunt our kind, that is why I will never side with your kind." He faced Mithias again. "But I do want to know one thing, Why did you all decide to reveal your selves when you did?" Hank lifted a small key. "And what is your kind doing with a nuclear launch key?"

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

I'd be open for it, though I would like to finish one scene real quick. If I can't oh well but it would be nice.

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Question?

Is there still room for another person in this RP?