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7 yrs ago
Current Sound reasoning: Finish the painting for the miniatures you have before acquiring more. Me: Naaaaah,
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7 yrs ago
And we are officially back.
8 yrs ago
To write again...that is the question...
9 yrs ago
Of course life continues forward like this. We may be closing in on the bitter end of my time here.
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9 yrs ago
Just Exalted this weekend, that and determining the future of Salem at this rate.

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Martial Arts, Writing, Reading, Coroner (No I'm not dead, I work there), Video games, and my friends. There: My life in a nutshell.

I do the Sci-fi, fantasy, urban fantasy, Dark fantasy and steampunk thing when it comes to roleplays. I'm pretty straight forward

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The sudden yell of “bring it down” immediately made Henry look up and notice the creature. Damn. Stepping out to the side Henry let essence radiate from his body and started dropping the temperature. If the creature was living this wasn’t going to work but if it wasn’t. It should start to slow. Switching his cylinder to the Armor piercing rounds Henry took aim at the center of mass of the creature and popped off two shots with the heavy duty rounds blood erupted in a fountain from where the jacketed rounds ripped gaping holes in its body. As the blood slid down its body Henry grinned with a thought. Plunging his hand into the thick blood he sent an arrow of essence through the blood and up the trail of blood on the creature's body and started to drop its internal body temperature. The focus required to do it meant he couldn’t keep shooting. “I’ll slow it down, kill this fucker”

The thick blood coated his glove as he focused on the creature trying to reduce the temperature in its limbs. The ultimate goal was to freeze the blood, so long as it kept bleeding he could keep it in place. Which meant the others needed to keep shooting until it was dead. Blood dripped from the ceiling onto the back of his neck and the edge of his hat. This was one of the strangest places he’d fought in. Looking up he squinted and noted the bodies. Holstering his gun he clicked on a flashlight and grimaced. “Damn, poor bastards”
Okay breakfast club heads up. Megelis is on his way
A Team

Grin, Monochromaticrainbow, Themerlinhawk, & Tracyarmav

Day 1, Miday

Adéla, Calder, Crow, & Marielle


Calder moved confidently out into the training fields. Seeing the great open space available to him, he checked his immediate surroundings, to be sure he wouldn’t paste anyone, and pulled his mace out of a pocket and began to dance. What else could you call it? As graceful as any queen, as forceful as any maelstrom, and as precise as any surgeon, he moved through his paces with an eerily quiet speed and confidence. Only the mace could be heard as it wove through the air around him with apparent ease despite the near constant complaint of the disturbed air it passed through. Calder continued for a few minutes, before finishing it all off as suddenly as he’d started, and slipped his mace back into a pocket. The tide was roaring now, as it met the shore with thunder, foam and rainbows. Calder was getting to like the Tower of Stars more and more as he explored it. He turned back to the others and grinned, revealing rows of sharp, white teeth, that paled in significance when you caught the glint of sinister delight in his eyes.

Megelis crossed back across the field with Adèla in tow approaching the group. “Well, Okay I think that solves the personnel problem. At Least for you.” Looking from the group to Adèla, Megelis gestured “These were the three I had in mind. I’m sure you can find your way to the armory from here. I need to go acquire some new recruits for my own end of this plan.” With that Megelis turned and headed back towards the tower. Maybe he could find a few in the mess hall to flesh out the ranks.

Crow watched as Megelis left. “Soooo. What are we doing and who are you?”
@Themerlinhawk in my mind henry doesn't see it as recklessness, because he's guided by a higher power and his faith is his shield.


We'll find out now won't we?
I like how Roy thinks Henry is reckless XD
Make this swift

That order had been given before. Before He’d ever been assigned on his own. A room full of people, they had been looking for a Dark Father worshipper...or so he’d been told. There were many members of the Grand Sol Duchy with them that night. Too many. They’d cut off all the entrances and exits.

No way out for those inside.

They’d made the call to simply slaughter all of the people inside a “noble” sacrifice in defense of our way of life. The people should be happy to give their lives to send one more worshipper of the Dark Father back into the night. So we did it. We killed every single one of them. When the night was over the room had been painted in blood and we all smelled of gore, oil, and gunmetal. I’d run out of ammo and one of them had tried to fight back. A woman, no not a woman. A girl. Barely old enough to be called a woman and she’d died to the CP gloves. It had shattered her neck like a brittle piece of glass. The light died in her eyes as I squeezed the life from her


There was a click as he loaded one of his last few cylinders into the liberator. The rest were too dangerous for close quarters use underground. As the others waited for a moment. Henry didn’t hesitate for a second. Without even checking what was in the hallway he stepped around the corner and fired six shots.

Toeing the dead bodies Henry checked the revolver, two more shots. With a heavy sigh he checked the remaining corpses before shrugging. “Their dead.” Falling back to the end of the group again Henry re holstered his revolver after changing out the cylinder in it for a fresh one. No need to get caught without an effective number of bullets. Pulling his hat back out he pulled it down over sorrowful eyes. It was long past time to stop killing each other and start killing the Enemy
It just feels wierd for me XD
i feel like I need to write more for that post..it seems short.
Henry


The crackle of stone resounded down the train tunnel as Henry slid down the side of the wall enclosing the train tracks. His black vestments spread out giving an onlooker the impression of bat wings as before he landed. The C.P. glove disengaged as he absorbed the impact of the slide down the wall. Looking back up he dusted off his hat which is stuffed into the duffle bag slung from his shoulder. Backing from the wall while still watching his foot tapped the edge of the trail tracks and he looked back before throwing a final look at the wall. “I think we shook them but I’m not sure.”

Turing Henry walked towards the entrance to the tunnel taking in the group as a whole. “Damn, guess they got us worse than I thought.” Stretching his arms and popping his neck Henry massaged the bruise between his shoulders. It would be gone in a few days. Making sure that nothing was getting ready to rush out of the dark and kill them all; Henry returned to the opening of the tunnel. Hunkering down Henry reloaded his revolver and sat just in the shadow of the tunnel opening watching the far end of the train tracks carefully. “As soon as you’ve finished Doc we need to move it’s not safe here.”

Given all that had happened things were off to a very poor start for the group, that and they had yet to really gel as a group. If we don’t move we’re going to die but where we’re going..is it really safe?

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