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5 yrs ago
Current 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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5 yrs ago
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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5 yrs ago
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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5 yrs ago
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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5 yrs ago
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!

Most Recent Posts

Person: "Give the socially awkward guy the assault rifle, it would be fine they said, Nothing could go-- HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE SHOT MY FOOT!"
Hunter: "...sorry." *Slowly walks into other room*
Hunter Monroe


Hunter looked at the girl, she seemed early twenties, she seemed at least familiar with the handgun. Then again from that high up it's not easy to make a head shot, he would have to give her credit on that later. Though he was in an awkward situation, their he was holding a military grade assault rifle, he had fired at this girl who had not only didn't shoot him but possibly saved his life, it was also easy to tell that Hunter was a bit jumpy. She seemed friendly though, then again many people did. Her gun was at her side, ready to be used in case he acted up again.

He calmed his breathing down when he realized he still had his rifle in his hands. He slung his rifle over his back and waved. "Uh, Hi Sarah. Name's Hunter." He reached his hand to shake, then feeling like a moron realizing the distance between them, and quickly putting his hands back. He was awkward around people before the world ended, so now that people have actually tried to kill him a couple times his social skills have not improved.

Hunter started taking mental notes of the woman, she was armed was the first thing that always kicked into his head. That's what they drilled into him in basic, are they armed? If so be ready to defend. "Uh, sorry 'bout... shooting at ya. That's just... Habits I am working to break. Pain in the ass to break habits like that." He noticed how she was adjusting her sight based around the crack in the gas mask, how she was doing it the damage was recent. "Oh... Did I break the mask? Shit I did didn't I? Sorry on that too, I can..." He was going to say replace, but he hadn't seen a working gas mask in a while. "Maybe I can make it up to you?" He did an awkward smile again. He shook himself out of it and attempted a normal smile.

He looked back and forward on the streets. "So, you mind if I come in?" Truth be told, he wasn't the beat around people, though he figured if this person was going to kill him she would have done it already. And if she's alone he stood a chance if things got bad. He was hoping they wouldn't get bad though.

Thinking about how things could go bad he remembered his rifle on his back. "Wait, one sec." He took the rifle off his back and took out the magazine, where he put it in his pocket full of other magazines, most of them empty. "So can I come up? I'll bring the sausage." He was thinking about the one over preserved piece of meat he found in the fridge, then he thought over what he said. "Wait, No not like that. I mean I f... You know what never mind."

@CandiBarr
Name: Hank Miller

Age: 117 years

Male or Female: Male

Vampire/Vampyre: Vampire

Pure Blood or Half Blood: Pure Blood

Home Location: Home Number 3

Persons in the family that wish to locate: His daughter

Reason to move to Sanctuary: After watching his kind get killed through out several events in history, Hank is looking for a new start where he can live with minimal fear of being killed by a random stranger, or by a hunter. His main goal now is to move on with his life, get a new start, and still live a decent life. For how ever long that may be.
(I really like Modern Vampire Role-Plays, I was in the Blood Compact through like 3 of its reboots (Four if we get it jump started again) So this seems like a really awesome Role-Play to me)

Name: Hank Miller

Age: 117 years

Male or Female: Male

Vampire/Vampyre: Vampire

Pure Blood or Half Blood: Pure Blood

Home Location: Home Number 3

Persons in the family that wish to locate: None (At the moment, may change)

Reason to move to Sanctuary: After watching his kind get killed through out several events in history, Hank is looking for a new start where he can live with minimal fear of being killed by a random stranger, or by a hunter. His main goal now is to move on with his life, get a new start, and still live a decent life. For how ever long that may be.

Who told you about the RP?: No one

(If you have any questions please let me know, I tend to miss things when I fill out sheets)
(Also may I ask what the difference is between Pure blood and half blood is in this RP?)
@Remipa Awesome

Hmm, that is a catchy title.


I thought it seemed pretty cool.
Blood Compact: Apocalypse
*awkwardly waits well trying to not do something else stupid to get killed.*

*Then remembers is trying to break out of a hospital for the fun of it*
I did mention one of Hunter's biggest weaknesses was he had a tendency to resort to his old training in a stressful or fast thinking situation right?

Hunter's self notes:
1) Update training.
2) Don't shoot at friendlies.
3) Find better food.
@TartanO88
Hunter Monroe
I watched Derek as he removed the traps, among other things. "Do you do this to all your roommates? Set traps up for them?" I moved my way over to my bed and sat down. It felt nice to sit down, especially carrying most of my gear today.

I leaned back and started working with my prosthetic leg. Truth be told I was ready to get rid of it. Or hang it over a fire place. Something other then on my leg would be nice. Though I already had a pretty interesting gun over my fireplace at home. "So, you part of the Rebirth program?" I finally got the prosthetic off, I though it was heavy when it was on my leg, now, it just sucked.
I'm gonna start pestering all you to post cause it's what you did to me.


I am attempting, the lack of coffee makes it hard to do after like noon. Or before noon. Basically if it's not noon it's pretty hard to do. I can see about a post before I crash tonight though.
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