It seemed like just about everyone had sustained some sort of injury. Damn those Harbingers. With a grunt, he smacked the thorny undead once more, though his rifle got caught between some of its spikes.
HP: 80 Damage: 2 Undying: 10
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
"Adelaide. Looks like Max here's got a small concussion," she reported. "I have a dislocated shoulder myself, but I'll be alright. Least it wasn't a leg, heh." Morbid humor was best humor in these times.
"Yeah. I can't see a thing." He snorted softly, but it was only half amused. "I should probably be off hiding somewhere, but I want to help. We need everyone we can working for the Harbingers so we can get that weapon."
HP: 42 Damage: just having a chat Undying: 10
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Damage status: There is a trail of dried blood down the back of Max's head and his eyes are unfocused.
Character's name: Max Porter Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:x Character's survival stats:x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Dark brown hair and eyes. Light brown skin. Average build. Five feet, ten inches tall. Frown.
Dislocated shoulder and another blind one. This wasn't good.
"You're right, Max. We do need that weapon. I highly suggest you stick with someone to be your eyes. You'll do no one any good if you blindly walk into death."
That said, he struck the creature again.
HP: 78 Damage: 3 Undying: 7
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
"Normally I'd say yeah, stay back, but hell: I like a man with gumption."
It was really too bad he couldn't quite make out the woman's wink at that distance.
"I'll watch him, boss. Been working in the medbay anyway, might as well get my hands dirty."
And maybe one day this undying would get suppressed...
HP: 38 Damage: good lord Undying: 7
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Character's name: Adelaide St. Pierre Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Stern faced, tough-loving, over the hill aged woman with graying hair tied back in a short ponytail and contrasting limpid blue eyes. 5'6" and on the thin side with a gauntness to her bony face especially.
"Gumption is a nice way to put it. My ex would have called me an idiot and been done with it." And there was his limit. When he started talking about Monica, it was time to shut up entirely.
Rather than stand in awkward silence, Max took a few tentative steps and jabbed a fist where he thought the undying should have been. When he actually hit something, he pulled his arm back again with a surprised huff.
HP: 40 Damage: 1 Undying: 6
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Damage status: There is a trail of dried blood down the back of Max's head and his eyes are unfocused.
Character's name: Max Porter Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:x Character's survival stats:x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Dark brown hair and eyes. Light brown skin. Average build. Five feet, ten inches tall. Frown.
"Thank you, Adelaide. Cliche as it might sound, we need to all work together to pull through this mess," Magnus grumbled. With a shake of his head, he saw the undying wind back for a big strike. He took his opportunity to cut across its body, slicing off one of its arms in the process. The undying screamed before falling back.
The Boss kicked it down, then peered as it seems to have landed on something. He reached down and picked it up. It was a dirt old parka of sorts. He tossed it between the two.
"Found something one of you could use. Either turn it into a sling or... I don't know. Use it as a tether."
HP: 76 Damage: 8 Undying: down at last
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
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She shrugged with one shoulder. "Eh, cliches only matter in a story, Boss," Adelaide said. "This is real life. Unreal as it is...But prison's gonna stay strong, don't you worry."
As the Boss scoured the area the undying had fallen, she went to steady Max with a hand. "You did good, Stevie Wonder," she said with a pat before picking up the parka. "Need a head wrap? Because otherwise, I'd really like to get some layers on before the cold gets in..."
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Character's name: Adelaide St. Pierre Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Stern faced, tough-loving, over the hill aged woman with graying hair tied back in a short ponytail and contrasting limpid blue eyes. 5'6" and on the thin side with a gauntness to her bony face especially.
"I'm good. You keep it." Max wasn't sure, but he had a feeling she was at least a handful of years older than he was and could use the warmth and protection. Even if she wasn't, he was fine in his sweater.
"I'm just glad it's gone for now," he said with a nod. "I'll... be off then?" He had no idea how he would manage, but his unarmed robber had to be around here somewhere.
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Damage status: There is a trail of dried blood down the back of Max's head and his eyes are unfocused.
Character's name: Max Porter Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:x Character's survival stats:x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Dark brown hair and eyes. Light brown skin. Average build. Five feet, ten inches tall. Frown.
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Magnus nodded to the two.
"Alright. Lay low, and do what you can. Don't do anything that'll get you killed though."
With that said, he made his way off.
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
