Author Topic: Salvation: An Unoriginal Rp on an Unoriginal Format!  (Read 15660 times)

"New York, New York, sittin' in my van..."

     I rush over to the plane, ditching the shotgun. I climb in just in time, and sit in the back seat.

"We should be to Laredo in about an hour, how's Jacov doing? Also, (Tomcats name here) could you come sit up here with me? We're headed into some bad weather."

"Ack... what was that?" I yell to Jacov...

*Zeus is very unsettled*

Here goes.

Name: David Baker

Age: 13

Gender: Male

Physical Description: Slim, yet above average hight, long legs, about 5' 2". Jet black hair, very dark brown eyes.Wearing a yellow polo shirt, blueish-black cargo shorts, millitary softcap, and yellow street fighter/parkour gloves.
Personality: Running. Mainly parkour, combat strategies are to confuse and taunt the enemy until a high amount of emotion occurs, in which David would strike. Usually uses one fatal move.

Inv.: Dan Wesson PPC revolver, stiletto, strange wrench, small chain, and battery.


Note that this was taken from Veggie's RP.
« Last Edit: December 15, 2011, 09:16:12 PM by *FacePalm* »


Also, Location is Sierra Nevada.
I've finally come out of that giant spaceship wreckage.

Also, Location is Sierra Nevada.
I've finally come out of that giant spaceship wreckage.

You've been in there for like, 4 months.
How are you still alive?

You've been in there for like, 4 months.
How are you still alive?
The metal suit mang. Remember?
Sadly it's heavily contaminated so I washed myself then threw it away.

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*TRANSMISSION.Begin[N=6.353, E=5.32, Channels="ALL"];
"To everyone seeking shelter in Texas, New Mexico, Oklahoma, or Louisiana, I have a safe outpost in Fredricksburg, Texas. It is recommended to use an aircraft to get here, because I have placed small Anti-Vehicle mines all around my 5-square-mile compound. If you need to, go to the city and follow the access road to Boone ranch, it is the only area that hasn't been mined. Once inside the compound, follow the path to the ranch house, knock on the door twice and ring the doorbell once. You will probably get a 10-square-acre plot of land, or supplies if you wish to keep moving.. I have weapons, ammunition, food, water, and medicine. If you raid the town, or my ranch, you will be shot.

"Huh. Looks like I should seek out a GT VTOL, if there is any left.

"Huh. Looks like I should seek out a GT VTOL, if there is any left.
Uh, wat

*Even though it has been a while, I felt a singing pain in my arm*

*I look at my arm*

"stuff..."

*It was a small bullet wound*

"Agh, how did I not notice it?"

*I attepmt to patch it up*


*I start thinking negative thoughts and I ask for a grabage can*