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    • -i shake my head and lay my sister down, then continue digging her grave, gently pushing Bryant aside-
      She was..... My sister.........
      She went missing several years back.......
      No one ever found her........
      Until now........
      She was used.........
      Then killed.......
      She couldn't even die in peace!
      That bastard....
      -i spit on Griffin's grave-
      He helped abduct her, amd he helped abuse her.
      At least he saw what he did was wrong, in the end.
      The son of a bitch who ordered it is still out there.
      I'm gonna find him, and i'm gonna crush his skull with my own two hands!
      -i finish burying my sister, and put a grave marker-
      "Rita Falz. 2001-2025.
      May her soul find peace."
      -i pray over her grave, then stand and face Bryant, with vengeance and hatred burning in my eyes-
      Let's go.

    • Hey, I like your plot on this one :) can I join? Just to see how this works and maybe I'll make my own.
      I might go with...

      Name: Chalice Jett (C.J. for short. She hates her name so she prefers the initials)
      Gender: Female
      Appearance: flikie.s3.amazonaws.com/ImageS…011dfb51b000b2f3ed30f.jpg (to cut the crap :P), usually wearing jeans and long leather coat ( at night ) but she has a lot of looted clothes aside both male and female.
      Personality: cool, calm and collected, aggressive when needed, sceptic, sarcastic... (and if something pops up along the way, can't think of more at this moment)
      Weapon: Specialised in crossbow and snipers, but in close combats using Glock18 Select Fire handgun and rarely knives because of the mess and combat duration

      C.J. "lives" on a fenced property that used to be an old hunter's hut in partially dead forest, away from the center of the city right after the chaos took place. Only going to the center of London for looting and food when hunting is not going so well. She has a dog ( argentinian mastiff) that she saved from the flood after he lost his owner. She named him Bourne. She hunts for living and trade things she finds and don't need to other people.

      Ok and if character is ok I'll proceed :)

      *walking calmly through the Hyde Park with Bourne, smoking one of the cigarettes that she stole and ignoring all the panic around her. On her left shoulder there is a backpack full to the top with all sorts of things and her coat* Now, I might say we did a pretty good job back there, didn't we Bourne?
      *dog looked up once and then continued walking*
      Heck, we didn't have to do any mess at all for a change. *look at the backpack and then all the people around* Let's just hope that's not going to change for a while. I only have few bullets left here. *pat the gun* I hate mess.
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

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    • *halt for a while not turning around. Bourne growls towards two strangers.*
      Easy there boy, we don't want to make any more mess around here, remember?
      *the dog pulls back. Still not turning around, talking to newcomers*
      I'll let you know that I'm not an easy loot for you so I would advise you to think carefully before you do anything that you might regret.
      *pull out new cigarette and light it*
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • *Let out a cynical laugh and turn around raising eyebrow*
      Really? Well you are funny one. You have no idea how many times have I heard that just to end up spending precious bullets on idiots.
      *Look around and notice the place guys stayed in then smile wisely*
      To be honest it's not the best place you guys could find. It's ok now, but it's just a matter of time you'll regret your decision.
      *put a backpack on the ground* Is it just me or is it way to hot these days?
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • It's not just you. Besides, we're not staying here, hence the makeshift barricade.
      If you don't wish to join us, that is your decision, and i won't force you, but my offer will remain standing.
      I can promise you, on my sister's grave, that i will not attack you or steal from you.

    • Your sister's... *study guys face and realise he is quite serious* I see. Sorry to hear that.
      *Look at the first guy, then at not so calm one* Who are you two anyway? Don't you know it's not really smart to offer a place to stay to an armed stranger? Heh, or is it because you think I'm not able to handle myself very well?
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • An usual man?
      *before managing to say anything else, notice a big Jeep driving violently through the park with the mad driver shooting around. Take a backpack*
      Ah, s*it, I thought I lost those guys hours ago.
      *run past the guy*
      Well maybe your offer stands, but right now you really don't have a choice. *run into the market* Come on!
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • -i take stock of the situation-
      Tcheh!
      -i go into the market and take cover behind the barricades-
      If i could get close, i can get them.
      -i look at CJ-
      Do you have a spare gun that i could borrow? Three shots is all i need, then i'll give it back. Promise.

    • *think a bit about entire situation then take out another handgun, just looted, out of the backpack*
      I hope you know how to use it. And don't be an idiot about this. Those guys aren't joke. Don't go frontal, it's no use, trust me.
      *Jeep coming closer. Now a lunatic screams and yells coming out of it.* yeeeehaaw!!!
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • -i smile-
      You don't know me.
      -i wait for a few seconds, then jump up and shoot out the jeep's front right tire, making it lose control and crash-
      One.
      -i run to the driver's side window and shoot him in the hand holding the gun-
      Two.
      -i leap into the car, turning the man so that he is a shield in front of me while i shoot one of the others in the car-
      Three.
      -i snap the driver's neck and shove him into his companions, making them stumble whie i break their necks quickly-
      -i hop out of the jeep and casually walk back to the market and hand CJ her gun back and i keep the ones the others had on them. Finding one that used the same ammunition as her's, i take three rounds out of the magazine and hand them to her-
      Problem solved.

    • *whistle* As much as I hate to admit it, I'm actually impressed. *pack ammunition and nod*
      Well I guess that sorts it out for a little while for me. They've been tracking my ass since I escaped *frown realising I might have said too much*
      Anyway it's none of your concern anyway. I would usually just walk away minding my own business right now. However, I owe you one. What was that about clean water you said earlier?
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!