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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: "Is this really the end?"|Literate|Realistic|Post Apocalyptic RP|Open!|

« on: August 23, 2014, 02:37:08 pm »

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

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Alexander slipped the blade back into its harness, and grabbed Trooper's collar so the dog would relax. His pale, silvery green eyes flickered over Chance, not really seeing anything wrong with her. He gave her a bob of his head, and turned his back and trailed back into the generator room as Kennedy and Hunter emerged from upstairs. He picked up the small gas can, which was empty, and a small hose. His eyebrows furrowed and Trooper whined slightly at his master. A rough chuckle escaped Alexander and he patted Trooper on the head with his callousy hand. After everything got sorted up with Chance and whatnot, the lad would probably take someone with him to siv some gas from stranded or abandoned cars- if they could find any with gas still in them.

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: "Is this really the end?"|Literate|Realistic|Post Apocalyptic RP|Open!|

« on: August 16, 2014, 06:49:13 pm »

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

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Alexander eyed the female, although his eyesight drifted for a moment as he heard a bump from upstairs- and then the feet of someone descending the stairs. Returning his attention to the young woman, Alexander kept his knife by his side- but not raised in a threatening manner. "I'm Alexander- And you are?" He questioned, raising a curious eyebrow. Trooper stood at his master's side, tail raised, and brown eyes focused on the woman, as well.

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: "Is this really the end?"|Literate|Realistic|Post Apocalyptic RP|Open!|

« on: August 14, 2014, 01:39:06 am »

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

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Alexander laughs, giving a shrug of his broad shoulders. "Just by chance really. No fantastic tale, or anything of the sorts. I take it you and Clark are together.. or?" The brute said with a small chuckle, it wasnt natural- for him to warm up to someone so quickly. Maybe it was just that he was thankful for a guy friend to hang out with. Trooper suddenly perked upright, and soon a clanging noise followed.

Alexander arched an eyebrow. Was it Tonx? Kennedy? Clark? Or maybe a biter? His hunting knife was out and his muscles tensed slightly. The lad's silvery green eyes flickered towards the entry in which the sound came from. He made his way forward, quickly, but still a bit cautious. "Anyone there?" He questioned lowly. If it was a biter, a series of hisses and growls would escape- but nothing of the sorts happened..?

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: "Is this really the end?"|Literate|Realistic|Post Apocalyptic RP|Open!|

« on: August 11, 2014, 04:58:55 pm »

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

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Trooper sat beside his master, who seemed to be steadily working to bring the generator to life. The electrical room had plenty of boxes with wires, large outlets, and two large red generators at the far corner of the room. There was blood on the floor near the other end of the room, which was a bit unsettling, but Alexander made no comment about it. After switching on the generators, a sputtering sound errupted. Alexander stepped back as the engine hummed to life- but the sound was very weak. It must be in need of more gas, but alas, it was running for the time being. The lights overhead were dim, but they were alive and glowing weakly.

At the sound of Donald's voice calling out to him, Alexander turned briefly, rubbing his grease stained hands onto his black tank, and giving a brief wave. "Yeah? What can I do for you?" Alexander questioned, not really knowing what to make of Donald. He was a friend? Boyfriend? Family Member? Of Clark. He didn't know the details. Alex wasn't exactly wary of him, but he wasnt fully trusting just yet. However, despite his paranoia, Donald seemed like a pretty good guy- and it was nice to have another guy in the group. Not that he was complaining that he was in a group full of girls..

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: "Is this really the end?"|Literate|Realistic|Post Apocalyptic RP|Open!|

« on: August 01, 2014, 02:17:48 pm »

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

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Alexander moved around the items in the room. He took the operation table and pushed it against the wall, replacing the pappery sheets and fluffing the limp pillow. The table with some surgical equipment was placed next to the door. Taking a rag from the table, Alexander ran it under water from his nearly empty water bottle, and he began running the instruments through the rag, to clean any gunk on them. Apparently, there was dirt and dust littering it- but thankfully, no blood. Then, with the same rag, he wiped down the one-way glass to the screening rooms of the operation room. He straightened up the chairs, and then scrubbed the blood-stained floors with a rag. Once he was done, he opened the door, to see if anyone was in the hallways. It seemed as if most retreated to a room to rest.

Alexander patted his thigh, which caused the attentive Trooper to stand by his side, ears perked, and his paws itching to run. The lad scratched his loyal companion under his muzzle, and then behind the ears before standing upright and beginning to walk down the hall, towards the stairs- back towards the  main floor- the lobby of the hospital. Trooper followed closely behind, on his master's heels. Alexander kept his knife slightly raised, his AK47 being left behind in the operating room, and his crossbow slung across his back. Descending the stairs, Alexander glanced both ways- going the opposite direction in which they entered and found the dog.

He followed his instincts, twisting and turning down the halls, but thankfully not running into anything dead- or alive, for that matter. This portion of the hospital was wrecked, blood making the floor slippery in some places, dead bodies slumped upon one another, and furniture, papers, medical equipment, all torn and scattered. Maybe some could've been salavaged, but Alexander was in search of the electrical room. All hospitals had generators- unless, of course, in the sprout of the outbreak that it was stolen or some sort. "Trooper, go." Alexander commanded in a whisper-like tone, beckoing the dog forward into the electrical room first, to see if it was clear. After all, he only had his knife and crossbow on him. Gunshots would only alert his group, and possibly more biters.

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Human & Humanoid Roleplays / Re: "Is this really the end?"|Literate|Realistic|Post Apocalyptic RP|Open!|

« on: July 30, 2014, 12:40:50 am »

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

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Alexander let Tonx wiggle from his grasp, and he ran his hands through his hair. Trooper followed closely on his heels, as the lad trotted down the hall, and opened a door that was slightly smaller than others. A supply closet. Alexander's cheeks reddened a bit from the heat in the hospital, but he prolonged the idea of finding the generator room. He pulled out a janitor's box, which had a set of keys, mops, towels. Usual toilteries and such.

He took the keys, hooking it onto a jean look, and then finding a room. It looked like an operating room, a messy table full of cutting instruments, a large table covered in ripped cloth, a hospital bed, and several screening rooms and hospital equipment scattered around. Alexander decided to poke around, seeing as everyone else was sorta doing their own thing.