Zode stepped out of the make-shift operating room, his pay being fifty cents (plus a little pain killer, while nobody was looking.) Knowing he had to leave, Zode jogged out before anyone would notice the missing weed.
Jay accidentally stumbles into a group of hunters in an abandoned warehouse, they were standing over a girl with a tatoo of a roseon her neck and a flower at her feet, she was dead before Jay could open the door. Before the hunters could turn around Jay lit a flame and created a pillar of fire taller than most buildings and white hot. The hunters and the body evaporated but the flower was still there and Jay walked away wondering which he hated more the heartless monsters or the zombies.
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Warning, Care not given. Click it, cuz I am bored:
Arlo lifts lifts some of the bullets from one of his pouches without touching them. As if that weren't enough, he slowly knocked over a car, causing him to break a mild sweat. "I think that answers your question. And I take it from your arm you have electrical powers, which could be quite useful. I also noticed you don't have a gun. Would you like this one?" he holds out the HK UCP pistol and an extra clip?
The door of the warehouse closed behind him, with a small thud. Neo became visible again, the effects of his invisibility still only slightly affecting his eyesight, with it graining, and somewhat blurring, noticing details on anything would be difficult, but he put up with this a lot. But concentrating was difficult, and he had to keep his wits about him. He wasn't a fighter, his pistol was a last resort type of thing, and he was an awful shot.
The warehouse was dark, and fairly large, different things were covered around the room with tarps. He made his way to the end of the warehouse, to what looked like to be some sort of office. Neo turned the handle on the door, expecting to find the room empty, and hopefully something good to scavenge.
Instead he found a Hunter, searching a cupboard in the corner, with a hunting rifle in his left hand. He noticed Neo come in almost immediately, turning the barrel towards him.
The bullet went cleanly through Neo's shoulder, leaving a blood splatter on the floor behind him. Neo swore loudly as he unloaded his clip from his pistol into the Hunter, at that range, he barely had to aim. The Hunter slumped to the ground, with several bullet holes in him. "G-g-goddamn..." Neo spluttered as he fell to his knees, blood spilling profusely from his shoulder, attempting to get out some bandages from his bag. He knew basic medical treatment, but he could barely concentrate properly...
Nicholas hears sounds of gunfire and quickly rushes to the next room, taking care to conceal the sound of his footsteps. Leaning his head into the room he finds a dead Hunter and a wounded Wanderer. Nicholas stashes his revolver halfway into his pocket. Making sure that the fellow Wanderer spots the tattoo on his neck he offers to help with the bandaging.
"My names Nicholas, you can call me Nick if you want."
Neo was about to panic when we saw a man stick his head into the room, he was hardly in a state to fight, and he had loaded his entire magazine into the Hunter, which was to say, a tad overkill.
But when he saw his tatoo on his neck, and saw he wasn't about to kill him, he relaxed.
Well, he relaxed as much as somebody who was just shot could.
"Uh... hi, my name's Neo" he said as Nick helped him with his bandage, Neo didn't exactly have a lot of social experience, when he was younger he usually kept to his books, and now that he's older, he kept to his books and his booze.
Being another Wanderer helped quite a bit, but Neo was not a trusting person. Let's see what happens...
((I assume by what you did, you mean flipping the car))
Arlo switches his SCAR-L to semi-auto and fires into the group. He didn't need to fire the bullets with a gun, but he still enjoyed doing so. He'd taken out around a dozen of the hunters before he realized they were firing back at him. He set up a field in front of Nathan and himself, seemingly in just the right time, as bullets stopped in midair that would have most likely hit them.
"Start firing at the, aim for the members with the guns. I can't attack them from this long of a range and stop their bullets. We're going to walk forward slowly. Start shooting at them and when you get close enough, use your powers to fry em'. At that point, I'll send all these bullets into the left overs and they should be done," he yelled over the gun fire as more bullets stopped in midair in front of them. Then he saw a man holding a tan gun with a scope on it. It was hard to tell from the distance, but Arlo believed it was a TRG-22, a Finnish bolt-action rifle. "That one's mine," he said, pointing at the man. "I want his gun."
Nicholas's freezes and his eyes narrow as he hears the growling and heavy footfalls of zombies running toward them. "Gah...you'd think they would have all went for the Hunters and their little party awhile ago." Getting up he shuts the door and pushes two heavy looking crates up to the door side by side. "Hope your ready to go, these guys won't stop until they get through and see we're not here. There should be another way out in the opposite side of the building."
Nathan starts firing at the hunters as they close in. Upon getting in range he releases his electrical powers zapping nearly all of them. The electricity chained through them setting off the bullets in their guns. "Well that dealt with most of them." Nathan said after he was done.
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Little solace comes
to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
as walls keep shifting
and this great blue world of ours
seems a house of leaves
((feel free to start yourself))
to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
as walls keep shifting
and this great blue world of ours
seems a house of leaves
moments before the wind.
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The warehouse was dark, and fairly large, different things were covered around the room with tarps. He made his way to the end of the warehouse, to what looked like to be some sort of office. Neo turned the handle on the door, expecting to find the room empty, and hopefully something good to scavenge.
Instead he found a Hunter, searching a cupboard in the corner, with a hunting rifle in his left hand. He noticed Neo come in almost immediately, turning the barrel towards him.
The bullet went cleanly through Neo's shoulder, leaving a blood splatter on the floor behind him. Neo swore loudly as he unloaded his clip from his pistol into the Hunter, at that range, he barely had to aim. The Hunter slumped to the ground, with several bullet holes in him. "G-g-goddamn..." Neo spluttered as he fell to his knees, blood spilling profusely from his shoulder, attempting to get out some bandages from his bag. He knew basic medical treatment, but he could barely concentrate properly...
"My names Nicholas, you can call me Nick if you want."
But when he saw his tatoo on his neck, and saw he wasn't about to kill him, he relaxed.
Well, he relaxed as much as somebody who was just shot could.
"Uh... hi, my name's Neo" he said as Nick helped him with his bandage, Neo didn't exactly have a lot of social experience, when he was younger he usually kept to his books, and now that he's older, he kept to his books and his booze.
Being another Wanderer helped quite a bit, but Neo was not a trusting person.
Let's see what happens...
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to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
as walls keep shifting
and this great blue world of ours
seems a house of leaves
moments before the wind.
Arlo switches his SCAR-L to semi-auto and fires into the group. He didn't need to fire the bullets with a gun, but he still enjoyed doing so. He'd taken out around a dozen of the hunters before he realized they were firing back at him. He set up a field in front of Nathan and himself, seemingly in just the right time, as bullets stopped in midair that would have most likely hit them.
"Start firing at the, aim for the members with the guns. I can't attack them from this long of a range and stop their bullets. We're going to walk forward slowly. Start shooting at them and when you get close enough, use your powers to fry em'. At that point, I'll send all these bullets into the left overs and they should be done," he yelled over the gun fire as more bullets stopped in midair in front of them. Then he saw a man holding a tan gun with a scope on it. It was hard to tell from the distance, but Arlo believed it was a TRG-22, a Finnish bolt-action rifle. "That one's mine," he said, pointing at the man. "I want his gun."
The World's #1 Minecraft Role-Play Server
to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
as walls keep shifting
and this great blue world of ours
seems a house of leaves
moments before the wind.