Shoe Thief

This world we live in.

@Drakeonis
I don't see why not?

@TimeToRP
In the back ground avoid using somehow so much, but feel free to start posting.

The Greek Civil War

Like what ever starts the war with the demigods more or less starts the actual Demigod part of the war during the CTF game.

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

Not sure how to post... Crap.

Blood Compact (Open!)

So I just realized Hanks picture.... Didn't read. So now I found some pictures to cover the situation!

The Greek Civil War

Hunter had his gear on, it was a bit heavy but last time he didn't wear it in one of these games he got stabbed. "I'll go down the middle, Any other Direction I'ma get lost again." A story that Hunter will never forget and will be explained another day. He felt nervous being in these woods at times, this was one of those times, he wasn't sure what it was but he could feel the anger in the air. Though none of the campers seemed that mad, at all actually. Something was up, something big.

Hunters mind snapped back to place when one of the campers got his attention. "Nemesis, Hurry up!" Hunter shook off the feeling and joined the center group as they moved up to the river. Then the feeling was stronger, like the closer to the fight they seemed to get the worse it got. Was he just that scared to go into battle? This wasn't right at all, Hunter was normally good at hiding his fear but something was definitely wrong. He just couldn't place it. "Let the games begin..." He said under his breath, trying to hide his fear.

The Greek Civil War

So I'm posting now, What if the first "shots" of war go off during the capture the flag games? Like what ever draws the demigods in happens during the game?

Blood Compact (Open!)

Mithias started to explain the situation to Hank. He mentioned about the two of them being on their own now, maybe Hank acting as an informant for what ever organizations are left for the human race. Or a spy in basic terms. HE started listing safe places and talking about the corruption in systems. "A new SOLDIER would be a pain to work with, And if you start going around and killing the ones who fucked things up I'll turn a blind eye for now, though don't draw too much attention or we may ave some conflicts. As for a safe place to hide." Hank walked over to a dead Newblood and Yank out his axe. "People like me don't have time ti hide, I still have a job to do, it's just a bit different now." Hank was referring to hunting, though after going what he went through all the rules have changed.

Then Mithias asked what abilities Hank had been given. "Truth be told I have no fucking clue, I can beat the crap out of things, I hear voices which I guess is the mind reading crap, and I can't get drunk at all." Hank stopped and wiped his axe blade off. "Those voices I'm guessing are thoughts, could be useful if i could tell the thoughts apart from people talking, what they are directly thinking, random thoughts, and memories, memories are a pain in the ass when people think about them." Hank put away the Axe. "I get you have things to do, some situations I may be able to help with." Hank looked around the Silo. "Give me some time to deal with this missile and I can help you with Purge if you want. Shouldn't take too long to disarm this thing for good."

This world we live in.

The world has come to an end, Civilization is long gone. All that remains of the old world is the debris, the few people, and the Others. When the war first broke out everything was destroyed, what ever made it was left unusable. Only Ten percent of the worlds population survived the initial war, only about One percent of that survived the Virus. Nine of the remaining Ten percent have mutated into what are now known as The Others, the Others range from Reanimated corpses, too former weapons of biological warfare. But n matter what version they are they all seem to have one goal; To kill Humans. The airborne strain wiped out most the remaining ppulation, The Direct strain is still going around, so far no known immunities to it.

Link to current Thread:
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/84311-this-world-we-live-in/ooc

This world we live in.

Hunter lay on his back on top of a damaged car. His shotgun lay just out of reach of him, though he was in too much pain to use it at this time. He heard the roar of one of the others, the one that sent him onto the car. "Shit, shit, shit!" He grabbed his side arm and took aim at the thug. A large hulking beast of a... well, An Other.

Hunter was shocked to have spotted one, he had only seen three like it in the last two years, finding one now was definitely a chance situation. He fired his .45 at the Thugs torso, It hit right where his heart should be. If he was a regular dead one those three shots should have dropped him, or at least chase it off. The car Hunter was on was flipped just as Hunter got off it.

Hunter changed tactics and fired a round into the thugs head. A small crater was made but he didn't react still. "Well damn, You suck my should be dead friend." Hunter side stepped as the Thug kept swinging at him. After swing after swing Hunter was able to grab his shotgun and fire a slug into the things chest, that got its attention as it was sent back on it's ass. By the time it stood up Hunter was already running. He knew it would take way too much ammo to kill this guy, so he ran.

Te thug was fast for its size, slower then Hunter but it was able to push aside barriers instead if avoiding them. Hunter soon ran into an old office building. He had to lose the Thug because once that thing caught up to him he was dead. Hunter ran up the stair well, he was a lot more Agile then the Thug so he was able to go up faster then it was. Though it refused to give up.

Hunter made it to the 6th floor when a large chunk of the stairs were missing. The thug was two floors below him so with out thinking he jumped. He landed barely holding onto the other side of the gap. He about pulled himself up when he felt the tub on his boot, the Thug had pulled him down to its level. Right as it was about to crush Hunter the stairwell above it collapsed sending it down a few more floors.

Hunter looked down the destroyed stairwell. "Asshole." Hunter grabbed his gun and started walking.

This world we live in.

So I may just post in the IC section soon so this can go somewhere.