Shoe Thief

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Nation sheet is up!

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Colony Sheet:

Location: (Woods, Warehouse, police station, so on so on.)

Name: (If in a place like a mall or small town could be that.)

Government: (Do you have a voting system or is it just the leader(s) just do what needs to be done when ever?)

Population: (Can be anything from a dozen, To a couple hundred, though High numbers and low numbers both have advantages and disadvantages.)

Agriculture: (Farming, Scavenging, Trading, How do you get food and water basically.)

Army: (How much of your population acts as soldiers/fighters. This will have a huge effect on moral.)

Firepower: (Does your army have a stockpile of LMGs and heavy armor or were they screwed and only have sticks and knives now.)

Technology: (What kind of tech and electricity do they have? Generators, solar power, Internet?! Or screwed and nothing?)

Transportation: (Do you have trucks, Jeeps, cars? Or maybe horses and buggies? Or maybe you that guy everyone hates with the Tank?)

Other supplies: (ie. Ammo, guns, gas, How do you get these things if at all?)

Lifestyle: (How do your people live? With a pre-war expensive life style or like dirt? What is their daily activities? Are they forced to work all day or just do jobs when ever?)

History of you colony: (How did you colony get the way it is? What has it done and still do to survive? How did you get the supplies and the resources you have?)

{Notes}
1. Post in OOC for approval.
2. Do not over power your colony, I will deny it.
3. Remember this is three years after the Apocalypse started, keep that in mind when making the sheets.
4. Try not to make one too identical to other colonies.
5. I will have a map up and I will place colonies based on the factors above.
6. Any questions feel free to ask.

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@Lord Ashenwyte
Sure, I'm putting a Nation sheet together in just a bit.

Shattering of Tranquility

Hunter walked into his room. He threw his bag onto his bed and sat down. "Ain't itchen' for combat, I'm itching for revenge." He was a bit mad at Hayden about his comment of not wanting combat because of his loss, loss was the reason Hunter wanted combat. He would trade losses with him any day. He tried to calm down, last thing he needed was a hot head before he did something stupid.

Hunter looked over to his roommate. "So, you liking this place? Me personally I think it's to bright." Hunter pointed to his goggles. "Though the food has to be better then the preservatives that we have stockpiled in Admiration. Have you ever tried food with a Twenty year shelf life? I hate that crap." That wasn't completely true, The canned beans and fruits he liked. "I wonder if any of the food they have here is fresh? Or fresher, I'd take either." he shrugged.

Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

And now Florida has come to play, Lets do this. *Wears sunglasses at night.*

Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

Florida heard the alert, though he was a distance from where it was called. He grabbed his helmet and his sidearm, His rifle was still back at his Barracks. He could hear the commotion over the comm-links, Things were bad, really bad. Who ever this guy was, he knew was he was doing.

Florida waited in the lobby with his M4A1 in hands, He saw Baxter come up the stairs only to meet Florida. "Well well well. You come into my base, attack my team, and you thought you could just walk out of here?" He chambered his rifle. "You're dead wrong mate. Dead fucking wrong." He took aim with his rifle and unloaded the high capacity magazine at Baxter forcing him into cover.

Florida stopped shooting. "I'll give you two options, Come out now and I wont kill ya, Come out later I will be forced to beat the shit out of you and then maybe kill you." He fired another burst from the rifle behind his own cover. "Decide soon mate."

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@KingTip
Well makes sense now, I'll write one up Tomorrow after work.

Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

It's official, Tony Moore should stick with flying, Nothing else, just flying.

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@KingTip
Nation sheet I guess. Like I said, I am new to Nation RPs but I think I have enough of an idea to get it going.

Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

Tony

Tony seen just about everything, Humans fighting over stupid shit, vampires fighting for power, an apocalyptic like war, humans and vampires fighting side by side, and now a nationwide manhunt for anything that even resembled a supernatural being. What he thought he would never see is a vampire be scared of humans, That vampire he saw on the stage... Had the same look those Marines had when he was in recovery after the Airport massacre. Only the vampire knew what was going on, we didn't. That didn't change how Tony felt about the situation.

Tony stood and watched the execution, he had seen many things within his time... But nothing quite like this. He half wanted to go on that stage and flash his military intelligence badge with his .38 special drawn. He would prefer the Beretta but there was no smuggling that one in. But he knew in this state there was nothing he could do, Only add to the body count.

Tony had gotten word from Hank that they needed to meet, Hank implied a fight may take place. Tony could fight, though he had limits. This time the limit was six bullets against an army. Someone tried to leave, That didn't really work. Hank was still nowhere in sight, what was that asshole doing that he was desperate enough for his help? Sure Tony could fly, But Hank knew plenty of people who could fight. Then again how many could he trust that survived the war?

Tony attempted to sneak his way into one of the back rooms well the execution was taking place. Not only to avoid having to watch, he needed to know what was going on with Hank. One way or another Tony was going to know what was going on.

Tony worked his way into the basement with his .38 drawn. He eventually found a long hallway with doors lining both sides, and one solid door at the end of the hallway. Tony sighed. "Yes Moore, go into the room that is likely the cultist torture room, Sounds fun right?"

Hank

Hank had his own agenda in this war, Yes he hated vampires, But he knew how much humans liked to... Manipulate things. He just tried to do the right by his books, That normally meant killing the worst of both sides. He finally got some information on Purge, enough that he needed to do something. Step one, learn what kind numbers they had, Hank knew it was a lot so onto step two. Who is the snake head? And if they were to fall who would take his place?

Hank made his way to the meeting place, he could feel all the warm bodies inside. He was hoping one was Moore, He wasn't the best of fighters but he was brave enough to help Hank with anything. And the only person Hank could trust that he was able to make contact with. Then he heard them. "Freeze!"

Hank turned around slowly, it was easy to tell he was a vampire, Hank was bad at hiding it. He saw two guards, Both armed with Semi-automatic rifles. Though they were dressed strange. They wore heavy neck braces like that on a bomb squad uniform, though they were wearing light armor. Hank was pretty sure he was smelling silver bullets in their guns too. He would guess hunters, Though the armor is amateur, and the gear is too expensive. Hired guns it seems, Or cultist. Either way in experienced.

Hank smiled. "You're doing it wrong." He began to charge, then he stopped. Pain started to fill his head, his ears felt like they were going to burst. Hank recognized what was going on, he has a similar setup on his RV years before. He attempted to use it when fighting Mithias for the first time. Frequency transmitter, though the one hank had was much larger and took time to warm up. This just kicked in, Hank remembered the basic concept, the transmitter would transmit a frequency so low only vampires (And in some cases dogs and wolves) could hear it. then once on the set frequency the volume would spike causing severe brain damage. The noise stopped but by this point Hank was down, he was only awake long enough to see a third guard with a hand held version of the device.

Hank woke up sometime later, maybe hours maybe minutes, he wasn't sure. What he was sure of was the bodies were still close, and he was in a room with three humans and a lot of blades that he was pretty sure were silver. "Wakey wakey sleepy head." The closest said to him well probing his head with a stick.

Hank glared. "You touch me with that stick again I will take it, and stab you with it." The man just looked at Hank, then poked him in the face with the stick. "Oops." he said. Hank was about to reply when he started to smell it, Burning flesh. Not human though.

Hank was pissed now. "You let me out now I promise it will be only me you have to deal with, and I will make your deaths fast. If you don't my allies will come in through that door over there..." Hank pointed his head at the door And they will let me go so I can, and will kill everyone I see very violently." The man laughed at Hank. "You and what army Dracula? Because we have one, And we plan to use it to kill each and every one of you fuckers."

A thud came from the door, Then another, then another. The other two guys grabbed their guns and took aim, The one talking to hank looked confused. "What the hell?"

A young man burst through the front door with his badge showing and a personal defense revolver drawn. "U.S. Naval Intelligence! Drop your weapons and surrender now!" Hank sighed looking at Tony. "You are a special kind of stupid aren't ya?" Tony just stood their for a moment, soon realizing he was out numbered and outgunned. "...Well dammit."