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Post by Beo on Dec 26, 2016 5:27:55 GMT -4
Marco runs at the man trying to chop the copper tubinG, saying- nay, screeching- "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? THAT SHIT'S VALUABLE."
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Post by God Bebi Satan on Dec 27, 2016 14:20:10 GMT -4
Vlad
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom C-2 (The Russian Club)
You recover a sturdy piece of wood. Not elegant or proper by any means, but it is a weapon.
You are now armed.
Marco King
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
K Peter Dripp Memorial Organic Garden (Primary grow op)
"I shorten pipe, fucker! Go away!" He shouts, readying his hatchet at you.
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Post by Beo on Dec 27, 2016 14:29:16 GMT -4
Marco screams incoherently, taking out his Swiss knife and charging right into the fucker, going for the throat. Or eyes. Or face.
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Post by Τι κοιτάς ρε on Dec 28, 2016 0:17:54 GMT -4
Joaquín pulled the screwdriver off the looter's skull and pushed his dead body towards the other looter, looking to step away from the bloke with the stick. "Help me, for fuck's sake!", he yelled at the captured botany type.
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Post by hygenisthygenist on Dec 28, 2016 1:12:39 GMT -4
Agrippa caught the package in his hands with minimal fumbling. A miracle, in light of the several different psychoactive chemicals circulating in his body. He nodded and went on his way, determined to procure some kind of blunt or sharp object before he left the lab. Just in case the vials of various chemicals in his pocket weren't... caustic... enough.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 14:51:19 GMT -4
Vlad approaches the nearest large, muscly looking man
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Post by God Bebi Satan on Dec 28, 2016 15:37:25 GMT -4
Marco King
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
K Peter Dripp Memorial Organic Garden (Primary grow op)
As you drive your knife into the skull of the man, he retaliates with a hatchet to your side, driving it's blade deeply into side. You collapse to the ground as the botany team drags you to the roof.
75/100 HP
You're bleeding heavily
You feel something shifting inside of you
Marco King
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Roof
The botany team take their turns giving you the boot before you're tossed off of the roof.
55/100 HP
Fucking Christ, there's so much blood!
It's all fucking broken!
Marco King
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Exterior
You hear approaching footsteps as you lie dying in the school's quad.
"He's dying."
"Of course he is, that's why we're here."
A looming masked figure reaches over you and photographs you, rolling a fresh segment of film into his camera with a lever, photographing you again. "Thank you for your participation." He tells you as he sticks a syringe into you. You drift off as they walk away.
Marco King
Days survived: 1
Most likely to: Fail, Fall
Cause of death: Blunt force trauma, lacerations, 11 story fall, lengthy damage to lungs
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Vlad
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom C-2 (The Russian Club)
You succeed at finding a large fucker in a custom made tracksuit, squatting beside a coffee stand while smoking a hand rolled cigarette.
Joaquín Ibáñez-Etxeverri
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom B-3 (Botany Outpost 'Kingdom of Kush')
"I'd love to, but I'm tied up, you fucker!" He says, kicking the approaching looter as he falls over.
Agrippa
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
E Corridor
You manage to recover a loose utility knife sitting on some poor fucker's workstation. The corridor is quiet at this time of day. It'll soon be full of the hustle and bustle of couriers and other shadier creatures.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 15:52:04 GMT -4
Vlad approaches the man.
"You see club merchant over there?" Vlad asks, pointing back to the merchant he flipped off earlier. "I pay you twelve dollars and two cans of food for you to beat hell out of him."
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Post by Beo on Dec 28, 2016 16:19:39 GMT -4
Name: Charlie Surname: Jones Age (12-21): 19 Pocket Contents: This cool knife his uncle got him, shitty weed Chosen Club: Young Entrepreneurs' Club Physical Appearance: imgur.com/a/xEqPwApparel: Leather jacket, jeans, shitty band shirt, shades Other: no. |
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Post by Τι κοιτάς ρε on Dec 28, 2016 16:47:04 GMT -4
Taking advantage of the botany lad's kick, Joaquín lunged at the other looter type with his screwdriver, aiming for the neck.
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Post by God Bebi Satan on Dec 28, 2016 21:33:10 GMT -4
Joaquín Ibáñez-Etxeverri
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom B-3 (Botany Outpost 'Kingdom of Kush')
You succeed in striking down the man with your screwdriver. He goes limp relatively quickly.
Vlad
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom C-2 (The Russian Club)
"No pay." He says before rushing up and promptly pulling the merchant's head off of his shoulders and punting it like a soccer ball.
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Post by Murmansk on Dec 28, 2016 22:00:55 GMT -4
She made a face that can best be described as the expression of "Do I really have to?".
"You know those horse club people are just a bunch of lunatics.", she said, before sighing and reluctantly agreeing to go, thinking it would've been better to do cleaning duties.
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Post by Τι κοιτάς ρε on Dec 28, 2016 22:13:39 GMT -4
Joaquín approached the poor botany sod. He seemed shaken, to say the least. "Now, what the fuck happened? Anybody else here?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 23:16:17 GMT -4
"Thank, friend."
Vlad lays the plank of wood gently on the stand, grabs a club, and smashes it against the ground as hard as he can to see how sturdy it is.
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Post by God Bebi Satan on Jan 2, 2017 0:12:31 GMT -4
Vlad
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom C-2 (The Russian Club)
The club takes some resistance before shattering, a decent club for the price they were selling it at before the operation was ruined by a swift decapitation.
VERY TIRED FINISH REST LATER OK LOVE YOU
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 15:39:30 GMT -4
A decent club that feels better in hand then a plank of wood. It'll do until Vlad can find something metal to beat people with.
"Thank again for assistance, friend." Vlad says to the hulk of a man before grabbing another club and fucking off in search of a working radio.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 19:35:19 GMT -4
Name: Joseph Surname: Maria Desa Age (12-21): 18 Pocket Contents: Multiple pamphlets on our Lord and Savior and How To Save Your Eternal Soul From Damnation (Just in case!), three different rosaries blessed by the Holy Virgin in Calcutta and Medjugorje, an Examination of Conscience pamphlet with a list of sins (Annotated heavily, with a few of them circled in red pen the Holy Blood of Jesus Christ), and nothing else. Anything else he owned, he gave away in order to live a more simplistic life glorifying Jesus. Chosen Club: Religion Club Physical Appearance: Apparel: Only the simplest clothing. Plain brown shirt, a hole-ridden holy pair of jeans, brown shoes, and a cross around his neck. Other: CONVERT OR BE DAMNED |
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Post by God Bebi Satan on Jan 7, 2017 1:32:48 GMT -4
Joaquín Ibáñez-Etxeverri
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom B-3 (Botany Outpost 'Kingdom of Kush')
"I woke up like this, everyone else is fuckin' gone." He says, struggling his way out of the chair.
Vlad
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom C-2 (The Russian Club)
Radios are in short demand. But, however, 'The vodka hut', a local hooch distilling water hole, has an active radio in it's bar area, which is just a small circular area with some tables and chairs.
OH FUCK PURRING SIV IM SO SORRY AAGAH
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2017 2:27:09 GMT -4
Vlad searches for a table close to the radio, attempting to listen to whatever's on the radio as he's doing so
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Post by God Bebi Satan on Jan 9, 2017 6:58:01 GMT -4
Vlad
December 10'th, 2032
Ohio
Gasser
The School
Classroom C-2 (The Russian Club)
"In later news, there is no more ghost. In other other other news, there have been report of horse bones throughout C-level below, pray for the worst and keep them bones inside. Bones." The radio continues on. The barman asks if you want anything in a low, guttural croak.
fuck siv im so sorry REPLIES SOON PURRING AW CHRIST
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Post by Τι κοιτάς ρε on Jan 11, 2017 22:01:35 GMT -4
"Well that's some shit. At least you won't have to worry about these two dickheads.", Joaquín replied, extending his hand to help the man onto his feet. "Now, by any chance would you have some on you? After I'm done dealing with the fucking IT creeps, I'll sure as fuck need one."
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