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"Shit!" Lance almost jumped as the dressed crashed to the ground, his eyes darting frantically for a glimpse of the creature. "This is going to be mor-" The swordman was interrupted by the screech of the creature, turning around with longsword braced just quick enough to catch his blade in the...

Lance assumed a defensive stance, holding his sword close as if about to brace a charge, "Yeah, I saw it." the swordsman whispered and took a cautious step towards to dresser, looking back to his partner picking up some sort of metal container, "We got it trapped, I don't want to risk it getting...

Lance scanned the dusty interior of the pawn shop, it was about as spooky on the inside as its exterior had suggested. Dark and filled with an assortment of kitschy knickknacks that even the most sentimental of grandparents would be embarrassed to own. Only one item really took the hunter's...

Jeremy "I never thought a man could get off to the smell of engine exhaust and spent cartridges, but here we are." Age: 39. Sex: Male Species: Human, supposedly. Nationality: Terran Occupation: 'Former' mercenary and One of the Four Horsemen. Affiliations: Iron Horsemen (Gang) Appearance...

Zack couldn't help but stare at the festering limb for as long as it was uncovered, what was once unease quickly replaced with concern, "What in all that is- Just, fuck!" Whatever inkling of 'professionalism' the dealer still possessed quickly evaporated, "My fucking- That's some serious shit...

Zack regarded the marionette with a wary eye, not exactly sure what to make of it or its strange master. He held the gaze for a long, silent moment before reaching back into his bike's saddlebag. 'No questions asked' was a stringent policy of his, no matter how much his psyche screamed to know...

Zack stood hanging around a poorly-lit street corner, face buried deep within a dark hoodie. His bike was carefully posed behind him as to look intimidating and be easily accessible should things turn sour. Fontainbleu was hardly the man's haunt of choice. The air was fetid, rank with what he...

"Tonight, eh?" Jamie looked between Marie and the others, noting the younger man's eagerness and the other pilot's disappointment, "I suppose we aren't getting an orientation then? Maybe a video primer?" His tone rode between joking and serious and friendly smile found his lips, "Sounds like you...

Jamie did not in fact know what this 'Mouse' going missing fucking meant and was just about to open his mouth to ask, though not before Marie continued and answered it before he managed a single word. He simply nodded along as she continued, only looking away to send a wink to the younger man...

"Enhanced security my ass." Jamie mumbled as he made way into the building, letting one of the 'Old Guard' goons guide him along as his rubbed at his freshly violated arm. It was about as warm a greeting as he expected in a time like this, too warm maybe. The fact they hadn't even bothered to...

Biographical Name: Jamie McAdams Age: 28. Sex: Male. Appearance: Height: 5'9" Weight: 156lbs Build: Medium Hair: Dark Brown Eyes: Hazel Family & Friends: None in Bunker Chicago. Biography: An enigmatic engineer-turned-mercenary hailing from Bunker Toronto. Jaime McAdams is a recent...

"The light of paradise shines through our damnation." Saelovat Crusade Democratic |-------------------|| Authoritarian Political Left |----------|----------| Political Right Open Society |----------------|----| Closed society Hawk Lobby |---------|-----------| Dove Lobby Interventionism...

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