Name: TG(main)spyaz(friends only) Age: 17 Appearance: Dark blue tac pant, a black long sleeve tactical shirt, with tabs on the sleeves to roll them up, a concealable bullet proof vest, winter 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),two H&K VP40s, a H&K 416, a combat knife, and a bayonet(for my rifle), and a Katana
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: 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 cots)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) Vehicle: A chevy silverado 1500, with a topper that makes it look more like a SUV, and a motorcycle in the back
OOC: Cheese isn't here, so i can't really use Sir Baton. Could you maybe have a two-person team that i could make a character to be on?
*you both here rifle fire as several spammers fall smashed*
Kestrel glances around v with a concerned expression. "Ok, time to go." He hops down, jumps behind the wheel, and ignites his truck's engine. He then begins steering his way out of the area.
*gets down from a tree and into my pickup* *drives away and comes behind your vehicle, not trying to not let you see me*
Kestrel glances around v with a concerned expression. "Ok, time to go." He hops down, jumps behind the wheel, and ignites his truck's engine. He then begins steering his way out of the area.
*gets down from a tree and into my pickup* *drives away and comes behind your vehicle, not trying to not let you see me*
Kestrel is focused on what's ahead of him and doesn't notice you.
Post by BlueberryJayPie on May 18, 2018 13:29:00 GMT
Hello friends. This looks super fun. ^-^
Name: Jay
Age: 15
Appearance: Tall skinny teen with scraps of bulky stolen samurai armor over top a spiffy vest belted at the waist and worn over a long-sleeved, thick woolen shirt, brown badly cut hair tied in a tight bun. Wears a satchel with various supplies inside.
Team: Not sure yet. ;-;
Likes: Pie, a good fight, protecting others, her cool new armor, shiny things.
Dislikes: Injustice, spammers, papaya *shudders*
Weapons: dashing good looks, A super cool katana she found made of superior steel (Giving the blade a faint blue tint), a thin dagger attached to her belt, and a gun without ammo oh joy.
Survival equipment: A bundle of old rope, a canteen of water (Half empty), flint and steel, an old lantern, and a useless tattered blanket.
IC: *Is running from a group of spammers in the distance.*
OOC: That's the best I came up with.
A dusty and worn out Jay spots her from inside a wet ditch, grimy water lapping against her woolen breeches. She glances at the water in disgust and begins scrambling out of her hiding place, shoving dead foliage away from her bruised face.
"That looks more entertaining than hiding in a ditch." She mutters to herself, swiftly rushing to the aid of the fleeing user, hand resting on her sheathed weapon. She reaches them in a few quick bounds, putting herself between the user and the relentless pursuers, slashing expertly with her shiny sword before the spammer had a chance to react. She finishes the next attacker and continues her brutal assault on the rest of the group. "Aw nuts." She says blankly as the hoard moved to surround her. "I really need to think these things through!" Her last word punctuated by a spammers agonizing screech of rage as she fought to defend herself. She winced as a spammer tore through her sleeve and with a vengeful yell she side-kicked him in the gut sending him reeling into his fellow zombies.
IC: *Is running from a group of spammers in the distance.*
OOC: That's the best I came up with.
A dusty and worn out Jay spots her from inside a wet ditch, grimy water lapping against her woolen breeches. She glances at the water in disgust and begins scrambling out of her hiding place, shoving dead foliage away from her bruised face.
"That looks more entertaining than hiding in a ditch." She mutters to herself, swiftly rushing to the aid of the fleeing user, hand resting on her sheathed weapon. She reaches them in a few quick bounds, putting herself between the user and the relentless pursuers, slashing expertly with her shiny sword before the spammer had a chance to react. She finishes the next attacker and continues her brutal assault on the rest of the group. "Aw nuts." She says blankly as the hoard moved to surround her. "I really need to think these things through!" Her last word punctuated by a spammers agonizing screech of rage as she fought to defend herself. She winced as a spammer tore through her sleeve and with a vengeful yell she side-kicked him in the gut sending him reeling into his fellow zombies.
*Uses this chance to grab my knife from my boot and turns around, starting to help you.*
*Throws the knife into the chest of a spammer and jumps on the shoulders of another, twisting it’s head and breaking it’s neck.*
A dusty and worn out Jay spots her from inside a wet ditch, grimy water lapping against her woolen breeches. She glances at the water in disgust and begins scrambling out of her hiding place, shoving dead foliage away from her bruised face.
"That looks more entertaining than hiding in a ditch." She mutters to herself, swiftly rushing to the aid of the fleeing user, hand resting on her sheathed weapon. She reaches them in a few quick bounds, putting herself between the user and the relentless pursuers, slashing expertly with her shiny sword before the spammer had a chance to react. She finishes the next attacker and continues her brutal assault on the rest of the group. "Aw nuts." She says blankly as the hoard moved to surround her. "I really need to think these things through!" Her last word punctuated by a spammers agonizing screech of rage as she fought to defend herself. She winced as a spammer tore through her sleeve and with a vengeful yell she side-kicked him in the gut sending him reeling into his fellow zombies.
*Uses this chance to grab my knife from my boot and turns around, starting to help you.*
*Throws the knife into the chest of a spammer and jumps on the shoulders of another, twisting it’s head and breaking it’s neck.*
Jay slices through another opponent with surprising force, spinning to block another spammers attacks. She pivots her left foot and brutally sidekicks him in the face. Stabbing the other spammer standing behind him, the blue tinted blade embedded in its chest.
She tosses you her dagger, releasing her sword with a heave and swinging it like a club at yet another spammer.
Sig by Sam
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This looks super fun. ^-^ 
