Kestrel shoots it before it enters and then ducks behind a crate. He then attempts to spot who threw it. "We've got company!"
*Emy mutters something about disturbing the peace.* *she draws her pistol though and aims*
What? Me disturbing the peace? Never.
There is no need for a massacre now is there? I will make a deal,if I put my weapons down you put your sights off my person. However I would like to help this rebellion
My name is Jonathan Blake. I am on your side like I already said. Now can you get your gun barrel out of my face(I am only about a foot from it)
Kestrel slowly lowers the pistol and holsters it. "Well, if that's the case, how did you find us?"
What do you think. I saw you getting into the truck and decided to follow you and join in on whatever the brick your doing,other then fighting spammers,which I am good at. You won't regret getting me in on this.
Kestrel slowly lowers the pistol and holsters it. "Well, if that's the case, how did you find us?"
What do you think. I saw you getting into the truck and decided to follow you and join in on whatever the brick your doing,other then fighting spammers,which I am good at. You won't regret getting me in on this.
*Emy mutters something about disturbing the peace.* *she draws her pistol though and aims*
What? Me disturbing the peace? Never.
There is no need for a massacre now is there? I will make a deal,if I put my weapons down you put your sights off my person. However I would like to help this rebellion
*Emy growls* "Yeah right! With that smart mouth, I should put a bullet through your thigh right now." *she cocks her pistol*
There is no need for a massacre now is there? I will make a deal,if I put my weapons down you put your sights off my person. However I would like to help this rebellion
*Emy growls* "Yeah right! With that smart mouth, I should put a bullet through your thigh right now." *she cocks her pistol*
Kestrel smirks but quickly steps over to her. "Hold on, Emy." He nudges the barrel away from her target. "Let's negotiate first. We need to see if he's worth anything to us." He nods approvingly. "I like your enthusiasm though." He winks and turns back to the stranger.
*Emy growls* "Yeah right! With that smart mouth, I should put a bullet through your thigh right now." *she cocks her pistol*
Kestrel smirks but quickly steps over to her. "Hold on, Emy." He nudges the barrel away from her target. "Let's negotiate first. We need to see if he's worth anything to us." He nods approvingly. "I like your enthusiasm though." He winks and turns back to the stranger.
*huffs* "Fine." *mutters under breath* "I still want to shoot him."😛 *a slight blush has crept onto her cheeks*
Kestrel smirks but quickly steps over to her. "Hold on, Emy." He nudges the barrel away from her target. "Let's negotiate first. We need to see if he's worth anything to us." He nods approvingly. "I like your enthusiasm though." He winks and turns back to the stranger.
*huffs* "Fine." *mutters under breath* "I still want to shoot him."😛 *a slight blush has crept onto her cheeks*
"Remind me not to get you mad." He winks playfully and walks back to where he was.
*Emy growls* "Yeah right! With that smart mouth, I should put a bullet through your thigh right now." *she cocks her pistol*
Kestrel smirks but quickly steps over to her. "Hold on, Emy." He nudges the barrel away from her target. "Let's negotiate first. We need to see if he's worth anything to us." He nods approvingly. "I like your enthusiasm though." He winks and turns back to the stranger.
What do you want to know? On the way here I saw enemy placements along the main road to here.*smirks slightly*
Kestrel smirks but quickly steps over to her. "Hold on, Emy." He nudges the barrel away from her target. "Let's negotiate first. We need to see if he's worth anything to us." He nods approvingly. "I like your enthusiasm though." He winks and turns back to the stranger.
*huffs* "Fine." *mutters under breath* "I still want to shoot him."😛 *a slight blush has crept onto her cheeks*
*huffs* "Fine." *mutters under breath* "I still want to shoot him."😛 *a slight blush has crept onto her cheeks*
"Remind me not to get you mad." He winks playfully and walks back to where he was.
*Emy adverts her eyes* "Baka." *she mutters*
OOC: Baka is the Japanese word for a stupid person. If you can't tell, Emy is a tsundere. (If you don't know what that is or how to pronounce it, let me know and I will give you a crash course.) No offense, Kestrel! 😛😇
I guess I'll join. I won't add my villain character for a while (he's the person who created Spammers). My hero bio from the old one, with a few changes:
Shamrock
The normal:
Name: Shamrock (officially) Sham (to friends, though he has lost contact with them all).
Age: 14 Appearance: Jeans, green t-shirt, jacket, sombrero. Team: Literature Preservance Force (LPF)
Base location: The LMB Library, crashed cars, broken roof tiles and other rubble make it hard to approach the building. Bits of barbed wire are littered throughout the street outside. The main doors are locked, bolted, and barricaded with broken bookcases and desks. The half-shattered windows are semi-boarded-up and sealed with bookcases on the inside. Most of the chairs, bookcases ans desks have been rammed against entraces, though do to the size of the library, some are still in their proper positions. No entrances are visible, but there is a hidden one somewhere. A small building is built on the roof, the door and windos boarded up, meaning no one knows wether the main Library or small roof-building is the main base.
Likes: Books, the colour green, Irish folk music, being the centre of attention.
Dislikes: People who think they're better than him, being interrupted whilst reading, spammers damaging books.
Weapons: Broomhandle, taser, rusting sword.
Survival equipment: Home-made rope (made from bramble), small torch, flint and steel.
Team description: LPF is a group founded by Shamrock to try and protect books in this time of need. Unsurprisingly Annoyingly, he has not got any members yet.
The Secret:
Name: HRH Prince Shamrock, Son of the late HRM the King Age: 14 Appearance: Jeans, green t-shirt, jacket, sombrero.
Team: None, seeks to restore order. Base location: The LMB Library, several hidden locations around the boards. Likes: Books, the colour green, Irish folk music, being the centre of attention.
Dislikes: People who think they're better than him, being interrupted whilst reading, spammers damaging books., spammers damaging the Boards, Spammers existing. Weapons: Broom handle, taser, rusting sword, energy pistol and other weapons hidden in his bases. Survival equipment: Home-made rope (made from bramble), small torch, flint and steel, emergency food supplies, first aid kit. Backstory: Having been there when the first cases of Spammers were found, he knows more than most on the subject. He fled the Palace when the Boards fell, he has built himself a private world. Hating Spammers for what they did, he has always searched for a way to defeat them, to no avail. Not so long ago, he joined up with two survivors named Spidey Freeman and Emy Caprean. Something happened, and ever since he returned to the library, he hasn't set a foot outside of it.
*you receive a very odd text message asking for information on the boards* (Not really a "move"*signed TG*
Name: TG-5102(main)spyaz5102/spyaz(friends only) Age: 16 Appearance: blue(and slightly faded)jeans,a long sleeve shirt with the picture of a wolf face,a concealable bullet proof vestwinter jacket(grey,and blue. Columbia I think)and a pair of good hiking boots(gortex,water proof),black hair,kinda long(picture the price used on Anakin and Jack fury)blue eyes Weapons: two escrima sticks(they work ya know),a 1911,a Beretta PX4,a military rifle,a combat knife and a bayonet(for my rifle)
Survival equipment: a lighter with extra fuel,matches(i know how to make my own IC),some newspapers(for kindling),a small campfire set(including two pots,two pans,a knife and a spork however I got several of each utensil),a water bottle,a military grade flashlight with extra batteries(I know how to make my own IC),a whistle for signalling,a mirror for signalling(both are heavy grade),a two person backpackers tent,a Hachette,a machete,a bedroll/sleeping bag,a second water bottle(which is I bring t smaller), a backpack with hydration bladder(basically it is a pouch that holds water or liquid,it is kinda like a caprice Sun package) Team: none ATM I will update if I join one Base: (if not already done)sweet's cafe talk,now a very much run down shack with a door that opens and closes by it's self,it is heavily guarded by five strays that I found,tamed,and take care of,a ten foot fence with razor cord at the top,and by sand backs that form walls and a maze. Any Windows have been boarded up on both sides for safety,and any other doors have been barricaded with bricks on the outside and sand bags on the inside,the inside is completely not recognizable as the kitchen now is a sleeping quarters(with several extra cost)the main area is everything else and I had to add two other bathrooms before anyone else came for shelter:P
Specialties: operating a vehicle(I grew up on a farm IC and learned to drive when I was twelve)(planes,cars,and helicopters),designing and making things out of scrap(like a jetpack I am working on)
A couple changes to my bio(if I change it again I will edit this once again only with me getting new clothing mainly:p I mean some stores still exist. Like walbrick:p)
"Remind me not to get you mad." He winks playfully and walks back to where he was.
*Emy adverts her eyes* "Baka." *she mutters*
OOC: Baka is the Japanese word for a stupid person. If you can't tell, Emy is a tsundere. (If you don't know what that is or how to pronounce it, let me know and I will give you a crash course.) No offense, Kestrel! 😛😇
Kestrel smirks but quickly steps over to her. "Hold on, Emy." He nudges the barrel away from her target. "Let's negotiate first. We need to see if he's worth anything to us." He nods approvingly. "I like your enthusiasm though." He winks and turns back to the stranger.
What do you want to know? On the way here I saw enemy placements along the main road to here.*smirks slightly*
"Enemy placements? Hm, you might be useful." He grins smugly. "How long have you been out and about these parts?"
Sig by Sam
