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Author Topic: The Day After: Second Hell -Prelude-  (Read 33880 times)

"Well you do look a lot like the man he went on an adventure with. When he was young, he had a great adventure with some Jake fellow, found a man faking to be his dad, killed him, evaded the cops, but he did save the rectangle, got some giant dog, it had puppies somehow, and he obtained a disease, died. I think I have a picture somewhere..." I said as I headed over to a filing cabinet in a wall. I opened it, pulled out a photo, and handed it to him.
"That's him, with the guy that looks a lot like you"
I headed over to a small opening in the wall with some bars in front of it.
I tapped them with my foot, but got no reaction.
"He's probably digging through his tunnels again"

I stared at the picture for a moment. I couldn't believe my eyes, this picture was taken from what seems so long ago.

"...Yeah, that's me. Jake, Jake Kosh." I said, a bit of sadness leaking into my voice. "Sad to hear he died, he was a good man."

I hand the picture back to him after looking at it for a few more moments.

"We had quite an interesting adventure, it seems so long ago, but it was only about a year ago, if I remember correctly."



"Good man, but he's in the past now, he did what he needed to do in this world, now then, I have yet to introduce myself!"
Cue this song, my new theme song (Feel free to add this to the OP)
"I am Max Nappy, medicine master. I can create the cure for aids faster than you can say 'Well tie my arms and call me a toaster', I can mutate a simple fly into a monster the size of your head, and I can make a pretty mean smoothie! I have taken the heart from any beast you have seen, and made it into something for science. You have not seen a better young medicine man in all your life sir, and if you have, I will mail you a certificate signed by God himself claiming that you sir, do not exist!"

BTW Facepalm, we're not in the cave, we're two miles away, in my bunker thingy.


Time to join in  :cookieMonster:
Name: Bryce
Age: 25
Personality: silent, serious, a cold-blooded killer on a mission to survive. He prefers hand to hand combat, but will use guns if needed. A bit emo when it comes to the loss of team mates. Cool-headed during fights, he thinks very strategically.
Appearance: A mutant, who developed a third arm on his back as well as an eye onthe back of his neck. The right side of his face is very charred, as if something had blown up in his face, leaving the outline of his jaw visible through the skin.
Inventory: Knives, tomahawks, riot shield, And a PB / 6P9 silenced pistol
Clothing: Tattered black jacket, shirt, and jeans
Picture*: None.
Backstory: He used to be a mercenary and assassin, working for whoever paid the highest, 60% of the time he would be successful, other times he lost parts of his team. For each lost team member, he carries as scar on his right arm.
Theme Song: Hungarian Self Delete Song
Previous RPs*: Minecraftia, Space Invaders, 118th,
« Last Edit: October 14, 2011, 11:36:05 PM by Kill All »

"Well, nice to meet you Max." I say, holding out my hand in a handshake gesture.

"As I said before, I'm Jake Kosh. Nothing that special about me, except I'm quite deadly with a firearm. That's about it though."

I shook his hand.
"Have you seen a dog about half your size somewhere, she got out again..."

Added something to OP, add your theme song. Still optional though.

Erm

David is
I dont know
What do.

Erm

David is
I dont know
What do.

You're in the tunnel of the base me, Shinenzu and Purple are in.

Name: Alec.
Age: 23.
Personality: Serious, Sneaky.
Appearance: Caucasian, leather clothes
Inventory: Three pronged knife/star. Leather clothes.
Clothing: Leather hide.
Backstory*: Unknown. Lives by scavenging and burglary.
Previous RPs*: Second Sun, All Earths 5.0 down, too many to count.
Other**: Possibly hunted by bounty hunters
Theme-song: http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/438098
« Last Edit: October 14, 2011, 11:33:51 PM by Tomcat »

"Uh, no, I haven't seen anything like a dog for a while." I said, looking around the room.

Name: Alec.
Age: 23.
Personality: Serious, Sneaky.
Appearance: Caucasian, leather clothes
Inventory: Three pronged knife/star. Leather clothes.
Clothing: Leather hide.
Backstory*: Unknown. Lives by scavenging and burglary.
Previous RPs*: Second Sun, All Earths 5.0 down, too many to count.
Other**: Possibly hunted by bounty hunters


Hello, bandit.
Accepted.