Shoe Thief

War Never Changes

Hunter Monroe

After hunter's third attempt to try get a vehicle working he decided to walk. As walking has much less fire and much less "OH SHIT!" moments. Well, maybe not less oh shit moments. But less involving your own mistakes. Though the car was supposed to make things easy. With out a lot of supplies he wasn't losing much though. Plus it gave him more chances to find supplies. With a rifle in hand, and no idea where to go he kept walking.

After searching home after home Hunter came out pretty close to empty handed. Seemed as if the Blood Army has been active here. Setting up shop in a house that looked like half of it was ready to collapse Hunter found a nice soft spot to rest. Only to be woken up by someone going through his things. And by things his bag of odds and ends. Hunter got up just fast enough to tackle the man off his gear. Hunter was in no way a big person, but he was fast, and he had the gun now.

Once on top of his looter Hunter was able to reach for his shotgun and press it against his now prisoner's chest. A second person came into the room. I twas dark but Hunter could see a gun, he couldn't see what kind but definitely a gun. Being low int he dark Hunter had a chance to fire first. The twelve gauge at near point blank sending the second person back through the doorway with a scream and crash. Before the first guy could react Hunter pumped his gun and pointed it at his opponent's head. "Don't fucking move or you're next!" He didn't move. Him and his prisoner waited until morning, where Hunter soon saw the Uniform.

Both Hunter and the Blood Army soldier sat across from each other in the room. Close enough that Hunter's gun could kill him with ease, but far enough that no matter what the Blood Army soldier did, he couldn't react before getting shot. "You have to do something. I mean you shot my partner, and now you have my rifle unloaded on the bed. I can tell from your eyes you are not the kind of person to just execute someone. But I can also tell you fear what will happen if you let me go. So, what's it gonna b--" Hunter fired the shotgun sending the sitting man right into the wall, then letting him fall to the ground. Hunter tried to stay emotionless. But that wasn't something he was good at. He knew that the Blood Army were bad people. But they were still people. And he just shot another one...

Hunter used the parts of the Soldier's rifle to repair his own. That was something he didn't enjoy about the M4. It needed a lot of maintenance. And no one was making parts anymore. The rifle from the other one was destroyed when he fired the shotgun at him. There wasn't a useful part he could take that he didn't already have. But they had bullets which he was low on. Not much else. Chances are that means there are more nearby or they have a base set up. So he left.

It didn't take too many hours to find another surprise of the day. People.... That were not blood Army. Decently armed though, and more of them then him. But they were inside. He could try to say hi? Or he could try and steal the car? Or he could use the car to rob them? Or just plain rob them? Then he thought about the men he shot last night... The feeling of guilt for killing them. he was far enough away at this moment to avoid being seen. So he had a little time to decide. Then he did. "Fuck it..." And he moved forward with the shotgun in one hand, and his pride in the other.

Hunter walked his way to the front door trying to seem as non threatening as possible. Despite the twelve gauge shotgun in his hand. That was in case these people decided to shoot him. Which then he may resort to plan A. He shivered at the thought. He was barely able to handle himself as it was. He took a deep breath. It had been a bit since the two outside had entered. He just hoped they wouldn't kill him. Then he casually knocked on the door.

The World of Blood Compact

@Kurai Assassin

No button, just welded pieces of metal around his wrists. The rest of the room, chairs and tables included, is all one big piece. The welded wrist bits and the door system are the only exception.

In basics a room designed very well to hold a vampire.

The World of Blood Compact

War Never Changes

@jaybreezy

So just to clarify something, how long has it been since the bombs dropped? I just want to clarify before I post up.

War Never Changes

Name: Hunter Monroe

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Bio:
Hunter grew up... everywhere it seemed. His father was in the army, and his mom was a doctor that traveled with his father's unit. In basics, he was always familiar with strict rules and with firearm safety. At the age of 16 he started working with several guns at shooting ranges. Despite not meeting up to the Army's requirements he was still a decent shot.

Hunter moved out at the age of 19, working a job at a local grocery store to make ends meet. After a year of this he got bored... And looked into a new line of work. To make his parents proud he joined the National guard and used his military line of work to help pay for college where he studied electrical engineering. Hunter got his degree and stayed with the national guard for years to come. Until the bombs started dropping.

When the bombs dropped, instead of going into active duty Hunter went AWOL, and ran. Scared shitless of dying he decided to run and see if he could find somewhere to survive. He figured if he ever got caught he could come up with some sort of lie to get out of trouble. Grabbing what gear he could carry he ran for as long as he could. Though never being in peak condition he relied on his other skill sets to help him survive. Things like his skill with a rifle, his ability to make electricity out of scraps, poorly filtering water to a barely drinkable level. His poor excuse for hunting (Blasting a rabbit with a high powered rifle and snacking on the remains).

Personality:
Hunter is not the leader type. He is more of a self aware follower. He's also the kind of person who will do anything for those he cares about. Overall he is a kind and considerate person, despite being a total smart ass. Sometimes he's just an asshole. He's not very mature, but he will tend to call people out when they are immature as well. Making him a total hypocrite. He tries to be trusting with people, but many times he is either over trusting or extremely paranoid risking people's live sin the process.

Gear: What you travel with. I'd like it to be set up like this:

M4A1

Sawed Off shotgun

-Clothing: Hunter has several different outfits in his possession. One being his Camouflage fatigues, t-shirts and jeans, cargo shorts, and his green cap. More often then not he will wear a T-shirt, his military cargo pants, and his green cap.

-Items:
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Hatchet

-Satchel used for holding odds and ends.
-simple backpack.
-Limited food. (Day or two at best)
-Bandages.
-Loose bullets, some for his guns, some ammunition's that are just common and he's hoping to find a gun for them.
-Copper wire.
-Pocket items (Pen, wallet, coins, ect...)

Role: Hunter is a survivor. Not the best of them, but the skills he has makes him good enough to survive. Hunter likes to collect bullets, find electrical scrap including copper wire, and would do about anything for a decent meal at this point.

War Never Changes

@jaybreezy

Wow that was fast. COOL! I'll move my character over and starting reading up on some of the IC so I can jump in.

The Unwanted. Superpowered RP with a hint of horror.

@Thundercrash@AcerRo

Well falling asleep sucks. A lot. But once sleep it may just screw with his dreams and such. But if there was enough activity it may wake him up. In basics, it would be like if people were actually constantly talking around him.

But ya, his drawback is he can't ever get people's thoughts out of his head. And the fact that it's like listening to a language you only partially understand. And it's a bit different for each person. So he has to take guesses based on tones and patterns.

War Never Changes

Name: Hunter Monroe

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Bio:
Hunter grew up... everywhere it seemed. His father was in the army, and his mom was a doctor that traveled with his father's unit. In basics, he was always familiar with strict rules and with firearm safety. At the age of 16 he started working with several guns at shooting ranges. Despite not meeting up to the Army's requirements he was still a decent shot.

Hunter moved out at the age of 19, working a job at a local grocery store to make ends meet. After a year of this he got bored... And looked into a new line of work. To make his parents proud he joined the National guard and used his military line of work to help pay for college where he studied electrical engineering. Hunter got his degree and stayed with the national guard for years to come. Until the bombs started dropping.

When the bombs dropped, instead of going into active duty Hunter went AWOL, and ran. Scared shitless of dying he decided to run and see if he could find somewhere to survive. He figured if he ever got caught he could come up with some sort of lie to get out of trouble. Grabbing what gear he could carry he ran for as long as he could. Though never being in peak condition he relied on his other skill sets to help him survive. Things like his skill with a rifle, his ability to make electricity out of scraps, poorly filtering water to a barely drinkable level. His poor excuse for hunting (Blasting a rabbit with a high powered rifle and snacking on the remains).

Personality:
Hunter is not the leader type. He is more of a self aware follower. He's also the kind of person who will do anything for those he cares about. Overall he is a kind and considerate person, despite being a total smart ass. Sometimes he's just an asshole. He's not very mature, but he will tend to call people out when they are immature as well. Making him a total hypocrite. He tries to be trusting with people, but many times he is either over trusting or extremely paranoid risking people's live sin the process.

Gear: What you travel with. I'd like it to be set up like this:

M4A1

Sawed Off shotgun

-Clothing: Hunter has several different outfits in his possession. One being his Camouflage fatigues, t-shirts and jeans, cargo shorts, and his green cap. More often then not he will wear a T-shirt, his military cargo pants, and his green cap.

-Items:
-

Hatchet

-Satchel used for holding odds and ends.
-simple backpack.
-Limited food. (Day or two at best)
-Bandages.
-Loose bullets, some for his guns, some ammunition's that are just common and he's hoping to find a gun for them.
-Copper wire.
-Pocket items (Pen, wallet, coins, ect...)

Role: Hunter is a survivor. Not the best of them, but the skills he has makes him good enough to survive. Hunter likes to collect bullets, find electrical scrap including copper wire, and would do about anything for a decent meal at this point.

The World of Blood Compact

If you're by yourself, are you really living? If you're the last person on earth, are you even alive?

@Wraithblade6

Physically yes, but humans are social species. We like to pretend we could live without others, but being alone is what causes that thought. So once we are it starts to drive human mentality down the drain. This was shown on one of my favorite shows, last man on Earth. Which I am still behind on sadly.

The Unwanted. Superpowered RP with a hint of horror.

AND POSTED! Hopefully it helps with progression. If not future posts will.