ToadKing85

The Island of Giant Insects: Swarmed

working on a post; sorry, been a busy week for me.

Frontier of the Damned

<=== just read the latest post oh shiiiiiiiiiiiit I was joking with the zombie thing >_<U

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

@Noblebandit

lol beats his chest like Kong PROTECT THE SMALL ONE!!

The Island of Giant Insects: Swarmed

In the meantime, go ahead and move your character to the character tab

The Island of Giant Insects: Swarmed

@BenG85
can I join?

Joe

Name: Joe Pondicherry
Who You Were Before:
A college student trying to become an entomologist. He spent his days studying insects, how they grew, how they ate, and how they reacted to various pesticides. He enjoyed camping, so when the swarm hit he was somewhat prepared. Of course, no one could really be prepared. Other then that he born with six toes on his left foot, which wasn't necessary to say, but an interesting fact.
Who You Are Now:
A trader. He travels between safe zones bringing interesting items in return for supplies. He is also constantly on the look out for weapons, as at the moment he only has one. His outdoors skills rarely come into play, as you don't need to pitch a tent if a massive insect is chasing you. Currently he is looking for an antidote for scorpion stings, if you can survive one.
Skill Set:
Camping
Knowledge about the monsters of today's world
Throwing knives
Personality:
Joe is very charismatic, although most of the time he's doing it for show. He only acts like this when he's trying to sell something, so those who know him personally don't exactly like him. He's both extremely pessimistic and depressing to others, and somewhat vain. If he sees someone in need he will help them, if it isn't out of his way.
Items:
3 throwing knives
Backpack:
Hammock
6 bags of beef jerky
5 water bottles

@Kale19

Sure! I'm waiting on a response from another player, but we're fixing to get rolling in a couple days with or without a response.

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

That sounds fine to me

The Island of Giant Insects: Swarmed

@Ozzy Cross you want to add another post before I do anything more?

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

Takuya just arrived- he was slightly sweaty, as he'd made the trip from his home to here a brisk walk. He took a few deep breaths before going up all those stairs (It had to be up on the roof, didn't it?). Once he'd managed that, he got to the roof, and stepped through the door, pausing only have a glance around at the present company. Hm. Doesn't look like we're all here, yet...

He walked over, and stood next to his friend, Ishida, "The Boss", with his uniform shirt and jacket wide open (still wearing an undershirt, of course) and his arms crossed over his chest. He frowned as he looked around, his usual "Think twice before making a move on The Boss" routine. Usual faces, some he liked more than others. His gaze settled on Takanashi; The boss trusted him, but "Ten-Ton" didn't like the way he looked at Ishida, sometimes. He especially looked anxious tonight, which only put Takuya on higher alert.

He resumed looking forward at nothing in particular, but spoke aloud, "So, Boss, I miss anything interesting? Who else are we waiting for before I can go grab some sushi?" He gave another glance, and raised an eyebrow like he just realized he'd missed something before. ...Who brought the kid? I'll probably have to put myself between her and... Just, EVERYTHING if she's a prospective member.

Frontier of the Damned

Colm had stepped into the Sheriff's office. Ah, good. He's in. He listened carefully to the mans' statement, and straightened himself up, as if he was standing in formation. Some things never leave ya, do they, boyo? "Private Colm MacPherson, formerly of the 88th New York Regiment of The Irish Brigade; also-" He hesitated. He felt himself about to choke on his words, and decided against mentioning having anything to do with General Sherman. "Also, a brief stint on the frontier, sir." There, not really a lie, than, is it? "Newly arrived, newly retired, and eager to offer my services in light of the current crisis, sir!"

He paused, and looked confused as he realized he was saluting, as if he really was speaking to an officer of the army... He forced himself to put his arm down. "If'n y'll accept me help, sir- Sheriff, sir..." He squeezed his eyes shut tight with frustration- Jaysus, Mary 'n Joseph, at least oi've got a couple a good drinks in me, lest the man see me with the shakes...

The Island of Giant Insects: Swarmed

Ok, so, Heavy Metal has opted out of the game. If anybody else wants to bow out, that's fine, but if everyone else wants to keep going, Metal's character can just peacefully part ways with the group once y'all get out of the current situation.

Thoughts? Concerns?