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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: Farewell on October 17, 2015, 07:36:00 PM
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Now in 2050 The world now corrupted, there is no longer safety... Government is broken , diseases now grow, population is now shrinking, Animals are dying, Cities and towns in ruins. And it's up to you to survive this madness, avoid death from other survivors, animals, radiators (radiated animals or furries) that roam the earth. (Pretty much the Purge/ Chernobyl... everyday)
~Rules~
* Don't God mode
* Relationships are fine just don't go have sex, serious especially you newbies. Go on Pm at least if not I'll have Zaida murder you~
*DO NOT take control of my Rp or make your own little story this is my roleplay not yours.
*Your not the best, or badass and try to fit with the Rp!
* One character please (unless NPC), might add more in the future
* No off topic drama, go somewhere else.
* No powers
* Ask me Any questions.
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Name: Zaida
Age: 18 looks younger
Sex: female
Height: 5'3
Weight: 100 weighs lightly
Species: Serynx
Appearance: same as always, Good looking, fit toned body, curvy, she has a calm bitch resting face. silver purple toned with Snow White between the colors a thin layer of black. White faux hawk or when down a pixie cut, and a white silky tip at the end of her tail. Black strip down her eyes and 6 dots above going smaller, along with her teal or sea green eyes with faded pupils with two faded rings after
Clothing: Black combat boots, Greyish green jeans just a bit baggy, a tight grey tank top, both arms covered in bandage wrap, Korean style jacket, leather gloves, respirator, shoulder gun holster, leg holster. She also wears a swat vest (bullet proof)
Weapons: Machete, small blade, 1M11 with silencer, jaguar take down recurve bow, anything she can find, close combat.
Personality: Bipolar, demented, mature, serious, lonelxy, hurt, dominate, cunning, patient, dangerous, protective.
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Name: Calaiuryon (Calai for short)
Sex: Female
Height: 5'7
Weight: about 130
Species: Deer/Cougar/Wood Elf
Appearance: She has light brown fur, the face of a deer, and the tail and feet of a cougar. Even though she is an adult female (about 18) she has a few white spots on her body and she has antlers. Her hair is dark brown and in a messy ponytail with a few small braids here and there, it is decorated with feathers and small flowers. Calai wears natural paint on her face that is white, black, and red. She has animal features but she is very human looking.
Clothing: She wears a necklace with an acorn, an arrowhead, and a small bird skull. She wears dark brown fingerless hide gloves, an olive green skort that is uneven and slightly torn, offwhite bandages wrapped around her upper body, and dark brown hide boots that go up to mid-calf that have short fringes at the top.
Weapons: long wooden bow, daggers, spear/sword
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(Anyone else?)
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This sounds so cool, this makes me sad :(
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(I'll probably tell others to join.)
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(Good good)
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(Ill join in, will think up a character and post a sheet later)
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((occ: i'll keep an eye on this post an try an keep up with everyone.))
Name:Galuf Fingel
Species: Inverse Mephitis mephitis (Inverse White Striped Skunk)
age:31 sex:Male Height:5'10" Weight:230, compact build
Personality: Serious, Honest, quiet, pessimistic and reckless.
Appearances:well muscled with a thin layer of covering fat hiding the tone under his short fur till he flexes or moves. silver fur tinged with a frost blue hue, his raven wing black dual stripe coming together in a V at the tip of his long tail an high forehead hairline, flowing into the hair making the hair two toned.
Clothing: full military fatigues in classic green pattern. steel toed combat boots with built in combat knife sheaths. all faded an worn with stains around the calf, forearm an collar from close combat fights. his half finger gloves are metal shod for protection.
Weapons: two army styled machete crossed in the small of the back, four combat knives, two in the boots, two on the shoulders. His canines an claws where replaced with metal replicas due to ears of abuse needing their replacement. Various martial arts.
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(Looks good!)
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Name: Matthew "Fluffy" Izowski
Age: 21
Sex: male
Height: ~180cm
Weight: ~70kg
Species: catwolf
Appearance: grey with white stripes all along his body, 5 tails, blood stain on forehead, right-handed
Clothing: Long, dark jacket, dark cargo pants and high boots.
Weapons: FN57, FNP90, AKM
More details are available under link in signature
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(Ooc: I'm gonna join (my first rp :) ), but I am probably not gonna be the most active ('cause of school, work, homework, etc.) But screw it. Let's join.)
Name: Reaseptor (nickname: Reaps)
Age: 15
Sex: Male
Height: 179cm (5'10")
Weight: 67kg. (148lbs.)
Species: Wolf
Appearance: Grey fur with light grey starting from chin, and running down to the end of the tail. Lime-green eyes, nose, elbows, knees, palms and feet. Black, spiky hair (held up by bandana), Thin - but a bit muscular. A "lightweight" character. (see profile pic)
Clothing: Blue hoodie, with a black t-shirt under it. Beige/orange cargo pants. A dark-green bandana. Forest-camo military gloves. Black sneakers. Grey socks. A backpack to hold miscellaneous items. A hip-holster.
Skills: Very good at parkour, can run long distances, sneaky, generally a good climber and is stronger than he looks.
Weapons: A typical woodcutters axe and a 9mm Beretta with some ammo. Also uses whatever useful he can find.
Personality: Loyal to friends, immature humor (can be generally mature if the situation calls for it), a little paranoid, friendly, joker.
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(Ok I asked Zaida and she said that this is ok.)
Name: Rasha
Age:15
Height: 6.2ft
Weight: 236kbs
Speices: "mutated "Raptor
Apprence: He has thick spines that are sharp at the ends. His scales are pearl white with rounded edges. His eyes are silt with bright red as the pupil and light grey as the eyeball coloring. His soft scales are stone grey with ashen outlines that make it look dirty. His spines go from the top of his head straight down to the tip of his tail, getting samller as they reach the end. His spines and claws are jet black with a almost glossy shine. His muscules are thick but due to the radiantion it made his body disformed and made his back sriaghten making his legs do more work.
[/size][size=78%]Skills: Since he was already a feral fur he knows how to hunt, smell his prey, and can see well in the dark.[/size]
Clothing: He had a chain that it uses as a necklance.
Weapons: He uses his claws and body to take down threats, has no real combat training other then hunting prey down with his own claws.
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Name: Eireese-lynn
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Height: 5'7
Weight: Unknown
Species: Sphinx cat
Appearance: Tall and extremely curvy with long slightly muscular legs and arm. She's got a little bloat to her belly and only one arm due to a fight long ago. Of course, she doesn't have fur, but her skin is a pale pink with dark grey splotches and she's heavily tattooed. Her ears are large and pointed with small tufts of fur on the ends and her tail is long, skinny, and of course furless. Eireese-lynn's neon-green hair is kept long and styled into a smooth lady pompadour. Her eyes, claws, paw pads, and the inside of her mouth are also neon-green. Her arm and legs are covered in scars and she's heavily pierced.
Clothing: A lot of leather and dark shades of purple or black.
(http://images.tapatalk-cdn.com/15/10/28/08439cb615ecf15bf4f8cb536b03827a.jpg)
Weapons: her own skills in boxing and self defense, various knives hidden on her person, a metal baseball bat.
Personality: Rude to few yet mistrusts most, knows no boundaries, full of attitude, zero tolerance for anyone's shit, stubborn, sly/cunning, easily annoyed but hard to anger.
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((I'm gonna see if I can get Ray-gun to join.))
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(Alright that's fine, gonna tell red to join ^^)
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((my.. the lists is.. um. growing nicely i suppose.))
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Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Height: 6' 2''
Weight: 220 lbs.
Species: Raccoon
Appearance: Purple furred, aside from a few gray spots.
Clothing: Simple clothes, and his arms are bandaged.
Weapons: A sledgehammer, with a small sickle attached to the bottom.
Personality: Happy, defensive, loyal. Will avoid a fight when possible.
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(Hey I'll be busy, got archery practice on Thursday, working at a haunted house on Friday and Saturday, and I'm trying to make up some school work so if you guys don't mind I'm going to have this RP hold until Sunday... :X)
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(Sounds good to me))
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(sunday.. well.. i have my D&D 5th game i run so i may be late to the party. but by all means go for it.)
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(It's all good ^_^ do whatcha gotta do)
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Everything is fine with that. Do what you need to do :) .
I can't wait to get this started :D
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However I may start the Rp tomorrow after school just depends if I'm going to be busy or not.
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(We can start now. Also happy Halloween guys however you celebrate or don't celebrate just be careful today.)
Zaida walked down the cracked road. Her glowing eyes focused, as she scanned the area each and every step and her ears moving about listening to her surroundings as she held the silenced gun in her right, dominate paw. The Serynx slightly looked as she past by a wild dog. It's fur falling off and dripping saliva, rips and spine revealed as it was starving, it looked up to her and gave a huff before limping off with fear. Under her gas mask she looked to the floor where it had been sniffing, kneeling down to pick up a torn and dirtied teddy bear. Her paw underneath staining it with a bit of blood. "Another day."
(Also I fixed the rules a bit and it takes place in California)
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Galuf sighed as he laid on the hillside overlooking the road, at least he thought it might of been a road as badly cracked an reclaimed it looked. He pulled his faded cap down to shade hsi eyes as he studdied it collecting his thoughts. Another day down, an still little reward, go figure. His hand patted the ever lightening satchel that he had scraped the remains of the gas stop he had passed a few days back into. "Curses." he spat low an growling, couple more days like this an he would be in trouble. he sighed relaxing, no sense wasting energy complaining, a light break would do him well to plan his next move.
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"Wow. Everything is so... quiet", Reaps thought, as he walked down the road, he used to for school. With a steady hand on his fathers's beretta, he slowly walked down the road, step by step, as he tried to forget the horrors, he had seen until now. He sat down up against a wall, looking up in the sky. "I can't believe, this is happening", he thought, as he put his face in his palms.
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Matthew was inside a battle. Bullets were flying above his head like a swarm of bees, as he was hidden behind a car. His weapon was low on ammo, while there still were at least dozen of targets. Ashes were flying through the air and the sky was red.
Suddenly, a nuclear explosion. Matthew's enemies were gone as if they disappeared out of the blue. The ground was shaking. The blast wave was going fast, crashing everything that went through it.
As soon as it hit Matthew
He woke up.
He was lying on a military field bed, in a field hospital, inside museum. There were lot of other beds, curtains and medical equipment, but not a living person other than him. Even no bodies. Everyone was gone. All the equipment was sterile, ready to be used. Last time he remembers being here everyone was busy helping the hurt. A lot of noise and shouting was going on. Now, everything looks like nothing ever happened here.
Matthew slowly got up from his bed. It was this dream again. He doesn't know how to interpret it, but sure it's not a real memory. He went to a corridor and as he was going through it, passing by all the other beds, he got to a table, where he left his equipment. Everything was there. He began checking and packing it, preparing for departure into his journey.
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Rasha...Well he was Rasha, now he has taken the name Grimlock..He was watching the now wasyeland and all it has to offer...The posion from the big boom...His stomach demanded food and his throat was as dry as the sand dune..He sniffed the air and smelled a dog.."Fresch meet..." He grumbled as he ran around the rumble and fallowed the smell..
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Zaida had sat upon a what it seemed to be a rusty car, or what was left of it. She watched the sun, squinting her eyes a bit under her mask, before her ears flicked hearing something was near. Quickly standing she listened looking about in the city, gripping the pistol holding with both paws as she kept herself low.
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Ray felt the sun beat down on him, the rays piercing through his fur. He had just woken up, and sighed, realizing that the world of yesterday wasn't a nightmare, and that most of everyone he knew was dead, or missing. Ray sighed, and continued walking down the road he had slept beside. It felt good, the light breeze in his fur, the sun gleaming down on the god-forsaken world he lived in. Ray sighed, and shook his head. "If I keep this up, I'll get all poetic." He kept his weapon, a mix-up of a sledgehammer and a small blade, across his shoulders. He had no intention of harming anyone who didn't deserve it, only to scare off would-be bandits.
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Grimlock stopped and saw a two legged creature holding something shiny...Not his concern..But were was that dog? He knew that the smell was fading and his temper was boiling, so he saw a stop sign and smacked it out of his way as he got on all the floor and digged at the ground for water..
As his claws dig in, he sees a tiny pool of muddy, murky fluid comes from the hole he makes..So without a care, he laps the disquesting fluid and usesing the mud around it to cool of his chain..
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Spotting grimlock she followed him. Seeing he had not attacked her earlier her gun was lowered as she studied the creature, curiously with a raised brow seeing him dog befor rolling in the murky water. Zaida sat on a broken car as she watched grimlock carefully, her eyes glowing under her mask.
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After his little bath he stood back on his hind legs hunched over due to being a raptor as he smells the air for any food and stares at the ground..."Flood......Me weeds flood..." He gumbles as stomps his way in the ruins of the city and looks for something easy to kill...
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~An odd Radiator~ she thought although she did have a bit of radiation herself. The Serynx thought before whistling to get grimlock a attention, as she knew were the dog was, although it wasn't alive, it had past away just minutes ago due to its horrible condition.
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Grimlock heard the wistle and quickly snapped his head and body around to see where it came from...It's that thing....what does it want?...He was unsure, but he didn't care at the moment.. So he carefully walked to this figure and got low to the ground in case it decided to attack..."Wooh our yuo?" He said, almost spitting as the words form...
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She looked at grimlock silently. "That's not important right now" she said soothingly. "However if you looking for food, the dog I just saw just past away down the street" she said pointing to the dead dog
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He felt as if something about all of this was wrong..but he didn't care his belly commanded him to move..So walking over to the dead dog with his chain collar shaking he digged his claws and teeth into the corpse and innore everything esle until he was finished...
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After packing all of his stuff, Matthew took a few steps outside of the museum and crouched beside one of pillars, holding his unlocked and ready AKM. After a few moments of scanning the horizon, he decided that it was safe to move. He moved slowly, from cover to cover, being prepared for any strangers. He was ready to kill anyone on sight.
He went inside a side street, in between the buildings, to make sure to don't stay out in the open, especially on main street. He continued moving towards the sea shore.
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Zaida watched grimlock walk off, hearing the dog being eaten and bones crunching. However she watched the city, keeping herself hidden still as she scanned the area.
The Serynx had her ears lay back flicking just a bit and tail swaying lightly. Holding the pistol in her dominate paw.
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Grimlock made a mess of the dog and finished what what he could as he stood back up and eyed this...fur..For some reason he felt as if he should know what this thing is...But it fades him as he focuses more on were to sleep, even if it's not night yet...But...This is the first time something didn't fight or flight...And this bothered him...
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Galuf watched lazily from the hill the funny little scene taking place below him. An odd figure watching the nearby city an some weird throwback from the dinosaur age. he shook his head shifting his position a bit so his faded camo made him look more like some burried chunk of metal. Two on one odds where never good when one of the two had a gun an you did not.
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Grimlock knew that if you don't mess with something, it won't mess with you.. So with a treaten hiss, he moves away from the fur and went i to the city ruins to find a safe shelter for later...
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Matthew still continued cautiously walking towards sea shore, hoping to not get into any trouble.
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Age: don't have one, no Dutch angel dragon does.
Sex: none
Height: 5"4
Weight: 120 lb
Species: Dutch angel dragon
Appearance: my icon.
Clothing: black hoodie with an angry dragon head. Jeans, and a sapphire necklace
Weapons: a machine gun.
Personality: to be developed.
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A tall furless feline carefully stepped her way down the streets with her paws shoved in her pockets. It was relatively quiet on her end today and she couldn't say she didn't like it. It was an odd, peaceful kind of quite. Unsettling, but kind of relaxing at the same time.
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Ray whistled quietly as he walked, trying to keep himself entertained. "Wonder if the radio stations are still playin' music?"
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Grimlock finds a abandoned building an curls up on the floor to rest..
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Matthew kept going, until he reached one of main roads. He stopped there and began scanning horizon to make sure it's safe to pass.
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(I apologize for not posting yet) Calai walked along the dark and empty road. A rat scurried in front of her, so she took out her bow, aimed, and fired. Picking up the rat by the arrow, she put her bow on her back and tried to find somewhere safe to make a fire.
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"Well, time to get going, I guess." Reaps thought, as he stood up, and began walking down the road again. With his beretta in hand, he searched the wasteland for potential supplies or equipment. But then, he heard... Whisteling? The wolf quickly moved to a wall in an alleyway while holding his breath, trying to be as quiet as possible. He looked over his shoulder and saw a big racoon with a huge weapon. "I'd reluctantly get on his nerves." He thought, sweating a bit at the thought. He then, slowly, made his way in the other direction.
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I'm jumping in right now, how you don' t mind too much :)
Age: 13 1/2
Sex: Male
Height: 5' 8”
Weight:114 lbs
Species: Dragon
Appearance: profile picture (red feathers, orange and yellow bits)
Clothing: Torn leather jacket (dark brown), dirty Jeans
Weapons: Kitchen knives, Shuriken, two throwing knives
Personality: Alert, cautious, a bit of a 'fraidy cat at times, independent
Hope this will be enough
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(No that's fine! Anyone may join just I may not post much since I'm shooting :P seems your the youngest furry)
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Yeah I thought it would be cool seeing how people react to a thirteen year old in the middle of nowhere. I am the youngest fur enthusiast I've ever encountered, real life or not.))
Shuriken bolted upright in his shelter at the edge if the ruined city. His sensitive ears detected a disturbance, not far from where he was sitting now. Tilting his head this way and that, he tried to catch another sound. The sound seemed like it was made by a fairly heavy animal. Maybe it could be hunted as food...
He gathered his knives, foraged from a collapsing building right before it broke down into the soil, and peeked outside. The sky was, as usual, a dark, dirty gray. Stalking out of the shelter, feathered wings unfolding, Shuriken jumped into the sky, wincing as a shard of glass poked his bare, clawed feet.
Gliding silently above the buildings, he hoped no one would look up. His cursed red feathers stood out among the clouds, highly visible. Swooping down lower, he found the source of the sounds, two furs, not within sight of each other. Shuriken recoiled. He had thought every fur else had all disappeared, but here they were. This could be interesting, he thought, settling back to watch the furries.
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Grimlock woke up from his short and restful nap and shoke off the morning pains and shuffled ober to the main wasteland.."I smell new flesh..." He quicklynoticed that their was indeed more of these furs...No real animals... He saw that a fight could break out so he just didn't think it was worth his time to mess with them.
He quickly moved across the rubble and dirt as he tried to get away from these odd creatures..
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Ray whistled idly, as he wandered the wastes. His weapon sat idly on his shoulder, and Ray had a small plastic bag tied to his hip.
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After eating her meal, Calai put out the fire. Out of nowhere she heard whistling. Off in the distance she saw a figure, but couldn't quite make it out. She pulled out her bow and slowly made her way towards the whistling figure. "Hello?" She callled out as she came a bit closer.
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Shuriken noticed the appearance of yet another furry down the street, apparently a female. Mind working furiously, he knew that if one of the males down there caught sight of the furry, they would must likely attack, and s Shuriken hated to see assault without doing something. He knew he would regret this, but still, acted.
Making sure everything was secure in his jacket, then, with a smooth, fast movement, dived off the roof without opening his wings, a highly dangerous move, as if the g force was you great, the unfortunate fur would be splattered on the ground. It was also the least noticeable of all types of liftoffs, which he needed.
Waiting until his nose was ten feet above the rapidly approaching ground, Shuriken suddenly snapped open his wings, sharply pulling out of the dive. Shakily zooming down the alley, he crashed into Calai, taking the blunt of the attack on his shoulder, trying not to harm her too much.
Straining to remain in air, Shuriken crashed on the dusty asphalt two buildings down from the alley, rolling to reduce the impact. Panting face down on the street, he struggled to regain his breath.
” Stupid... They.... Attack..... Don't 'cha..know...its life...or death here,” he wheezed. Turning his head to look at the furry he had tackled. Shaking his cranium, he crawled upright and stood, wavering, before Calai.
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Zaida had walked on and on before finally stopping downtown, or what seemed to be downtown. She leaned against the wall looking at her ankle having a small gash. The Serynx looked about keeping herself hidden and quite as she scanned her surroundings, looking for a store hopefully containing items she needs.
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Galuf waited for a bit till the figures disapeared into the city. well **censor** he mused. This was going to be hell. he sighed slowly rising form his place making his way towards the outskirts. First he would scrape what he could out of the gas stations an conveniance stores there before heading in further.