Shoe Thief

Blood Compact: Apocalypse

@Kurai Assassin
Are the grenades really strong enough to clear the entire warehouse?
Bum Bum Bum

Blood Compact: Apocalypse

@Kurai Assassin
What if he never shows? Just waits for everyone to leave. Letting him sit for hours before his tired hand finally slips?

Blood Compact: Apocalypse

@Kurai Assassin
Unless, Fergus makes it... less then bad ass.

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

Almost at 100 IC post!

Blood Compact: Apocalypse

@Kurai Assassin
We'll see about that -.-

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

Hunter Monroe

@CandiBarr@Desire

Hunter stood up, soaked in the brains of the walker he just beat to death. He still had the shotgun in his right hand, he didn't know what to do with it, so he just held it. He soon walked over to the walker with his ax in its skull, and eventually pried it out of its head. He then proceeded to walk up the stairs again with the ax in one hand, and the sawed off shotgun in the other. Until he was face to face with Cole. He looked at him dead in the eyes, then he looked at Sarah crying over the dead walker. Hunter recognized who it was from the pictures. He then looked back at Cole. "Thank you... for saving her." He knew that situation had three outcome. One: She died. Two: He killed the walker, and she hated him for the rest his life. Three: Anderson killed him, and Hunter didn't have too.

Hunter walked over to Sarah, and put down his weapons. Not necessarily away, just down and out of the way. He then sat down next to her as she cried over the dead man. Hunter was never good at these situations, so he did the only thing he could think of to do. He pulled her close and hugged her. "I'm so sorry. Losing those closest to you is the hardest thing that a person can go through."

Blood Compact: Apocalypse

Posted, just something but posted. Also... Going to need some new squads.

Blood Compact: Apocalypse

Fergus O'Brian

Fergus did a muffled laugh as the human agents killed each other. "Cute, like always it ends with them all killing each other." Fergus stayed in the rafters, last thing he wanted to do was get lit up by the last eight agents. He wanted to get creative about how he killed the last ones. And he wanted to decide who to spare to get the message across. He could spare the one that radiated fear, he could do the loyal one, he could do the commanding officer, leave them with that guilt. He had his options.

Fergus had made up his mind on how to thin the numbers yet again. He couldn't use them against each other too much, he would get bored too fast. But he could still do all the damage he wanted, and then some.

The Agents had worked their way down the narrow pathways that made up the warehouse. As they went through the ally ways, what many didn't notice or over looked were the thin cables that lay on the floors under them. None of them live due to the power in the warehouse iffy at its best, though one person in the building had enough control inside the building to change that.

The power shot on, blinding many of the agents with the bright lights. Soon the wires under the agents went live, the agents were unaffected due to be grounded by their boots, but when the cables tightened and lifted them up, they were done. First it was just minor shocks, then the voltage jumped. Some lines were stronger then others, some only burned, others fried you until you were dead. Some of the lines tightened so much that when an agent got stuck with in them they were torn to pieces as the cables wrapped around them, not always dying. The ones that were still could run had two options, run, or try and save those were were still alive inside the wire traps.

Rebirth [Closed]

Hunter Monroe

Half rations... still hated the idea. Though we were not in combat yet so I couldn't make that argument yet. I finished the soup relatively fast, like I do with most foods. I eat it, I finish ti fast, then I get to doing something. "Alright, done with meal time. I am going to do something productive." I stood up, stopping for a moment when my prosthetic got stuck. After it was unstuck I got up and started to leave. "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the armory doing an inventory. If anyone has an objection feel free to help find another job to do."

I set down my dishes and started my way to the door, if there was anything that was good at keeping my mind from racing, it was taking inventory, and guns. The two combined was over all relaxing and calming.

“Present Day Vampires/Vampyres of Sanctuary” (Mature Rating)

@ZB1996

Hank walked into the house, he still had boxes everywhere but it was more or less organized. Though something that many people would notice with the boxes everywhere would be the open wooden crate full of various blades, and a tall reinforced safe. And an glass case full of various objects from Hanks past, including a small collection of dog tags. "So what do you want to drink? I have beer and..." He had to think, he knew he packed a ton of beer but he wasn't sure after that. "Might have tea, not really sure to be honest."

Hank entered the kitchen and started going through the boxes looking for something to act as a drink, or cups. He really didn't own a lot of cups either.