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 Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 11:55 pm
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As Ren tried to to find a much more comfortable position, shaking a bit to find the sweet spot where the junk wasn't stabbing at him. He heard the can touch the floor, which in turn made him turn toward Cam and noticed the sorrow all over her face. It's as if she completely changed to another person, and Ren leaned forward. Ren wondered if he did something wrong, but couldn't recall what he did that was so saddening. Soon it was clear what made her sad. . .
He listened to her story, saying nothing until she finished and he was a bit lost for words. After losing the camp, Ren wasn't the same and actually had a change of heart. It even made Ren blush to think that after all that they been through, she thought of him during the terrible blaze. Rubbing the back of his head "Well, it was much appreciated that you went to find me. I had already given up hope when I fell that day. I saved you because. . Because, well I saved you " he stopped abruptly. Ren would've let her die on that tree for what she did, but he didn't. Matter of fact, he couldn't remember why? Maybe it was for the good of the camp, maybe it was because he tolerated her, who knew. Taking a deep breathe, Ren con tinued "Risked your life for an idiot, really. Thank you for thinking of me so highly though, even though I don't deserve such kindness." and gave a half-smile while staring at the floor.
Smiling once again, he patted her back "Why thank you, but she was still someone that would've been useful if she wasn't so badly injured. I would've been fine by the way. I may be human, but I am also a soldier." he assured her, before he shrugged at the fact that he didn't know why he saved her, "Well, back then I had my reason. Doesn't matter now. Actually, I'm glad now that your here with me. I wouldn't want any other person, but you. Kind, Skilled and Cute I might ask." he complimented her.
Her story about her past was something he did not expect. A girl like her to live life with such a weight on her shoulders, and somehow she managed. Ren went though his own tragedy. Somehow, Ren managed to relate with her, feel the pain that she went through. As she returned to her spaghettios, Ren gave himself a moment to think about what he would tell her. Wrapping an arm around her once more, Ren told her what he thought "Well, your past really is a tragedy, but very interesting and I know what you might of felt. Such a burden to carry around and manage to still fight off the infected." and made a gun with his hand before shooting her in the head, going 'Bang' as he did. He then told her, "Well, now that your dead. You can be reborn with a clean slate. I'll be your first official friend in this gruesome world." he suggested, and wondered how she would take his metaphor.
Ren soon went with his own story, "I was born into a military family. Hardly ever saw my parents and the only real family I ever had was my two younger brothers." he told her as he pulled out a picture from his front pocket. It was a picture of the three of them, and continued "I was the middle child. My life had no Unicorn either, usually just Guns, War and Whips. Other then my brothers, I never got close to anyone either, not even Llyod." he mentioned, recalling his old war buddy who vanished that day in the street mall. Ren never told anyone his life story, but he trusted Cam more then anyone else and she did tell him hers. Still having his arm around her, Ren looked toward the window of the story and shot himself with his hand as well "bang Now we can start a new life together. A hard life of fighting and scavenging, but at least we'll have each other for good company.!" he added.
It was soon getting dark, and a small fire was made to keep the area warm. Seeing Cam in the light of the fire, Ren began to wonder if maybe, just maybe he had began having feeling for her. It was a Dangerous feeling to have in this cut throat world , but still Ren couldn't help but wonder. . .
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Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2014 2:45 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 10:29 pm
☲ ☳ ☴ ☵  ☵ ☴ ☳ ☲ ⊁When you're too in love to let it go
☇But if you never try you'll never know║║
⋙Lights ☀ will guide you home ⊋
㊝And ignite your bones
❥And I will try to fix ☤ you ㊊ ㊋ ㊌ ㊍ ㊎ ㊏ ㊐ ㊑ ㊒ ㊓ ㊔ ㊕
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Rus was Technologically Enhanced Human meaning her went under several different Modifications to become a Better Human. Though from the outside he looks like a normal, Living, Breathing Human that doesn't seem to stand out. Handsome, yes, but nothing more. However, He is completely Wired from the tip of his toes to the top of his head. An Android to those that want a simple answer, though Rus believes he's the Future of Humanity. He's Smarter, Faster, Tougher and even Better then most humans, often proving himself against lesser humans in battle, education and skill. He even found a new term for them, Meatbags, Flesh wrapped in skin waiting to die and return to the Earth.
He wasn't always Human, matter of fact he was once a lowly human taking care of the Sick and the Needy. A Doctor they called him, one of the best in his trade. He was very empathetic toward his patients, often feeling the sorrow, misery and pain that they would have to bear when they went through his ER. He treated them with Kindness and Gentleness, making there every moment a happy one. Some called him an Angel of Mercy, though that was before his change to a God. As for now, he is better known as the Angel of Death. Bring nothing but pain in his wake.
During an outing through the countryside, he had a bit to much to drink and found himself driving mindless on a road that didn't seem to end. Unfortunately, he ended up crashing into another vehicle and found himself spinning rapidly off the road and into a ditch. His body battered and bruised, Rus was in the brink of Death and as he laid in his car, Rus let out his last breath and slowly closed his eyes as everything turned black.
A screen appeared in the darkness, several lines of code was seen moving rapidly as the sound of ticking and whirling was heard in the distance. Processing . . . Loading. . . . Engaging. . . . Importing. . . . He seen hundreds of Letters, Numbers and Phrases and all of a sudden a large yellow sign appeared and it read in large letters 'Executing Script Awaken'. A sudden electrical surge jolted him from his sleep, causing him to inhale deeply as if his very life was returning back into him. He was in complete pain and could not stand it as he jolted from side to side. There was light everywhere, voices off in the distance and his vision was filled with Lines, Dots and Circles. He soon couldn't bare it anymore and let out a scream of agony and everything went white once more.
Rus was chosen to be transformed into an Android, a group that became hated due to there difference's. He never found out who turned him into an Android, but all he knew is that he was Alive and Well. Though in the beginning he felt like a zombie, not doing much and staring blankly into the wall but over time he learned and adapted to his new 'Improvement'. It was interesting to be an Android, but in the end life would no longer be the same. He was now an outcast and found that the hard-way when he tried to return home and was turned away at gunpoint for being 'A Metallic Abomination'. In this world, Androids are frowned upon when the government deemed them dangerous after the Revolution. Rus didn't know much about the Revolution as it was a topic he never looked into. Didn't matter to him now as he became part of the problem. All he could do is just live out his days the best that he could.
Several Years Later . . .
Rus has changed since then, if the Meatbags would not accept him for who he is then he would just repay there 'Kindness' with his very own 'Kindness'. He lost count of the headcount but he is very proud to say he has smashed enough to get a Nasty Reputation. Did this make him a Bad Guy? Maybe, but that depends on whoever viewed it. To him, he was just protecting himself and creating some peace and quiet. If meatbags were more considerate, then he wouldn't of have killed so many during his life time as an Abomination. Heck, even now he see's that regular meatbags are just as barbaric when he witnessed three Males attack a lone Female for who knows what reason. The crowd that was witnessing this was Cheering as if this was the worlds greatest show, such Madness. His Golden Eyes zoomed in closer and watched as they beat her, using his Improved Hearing to make sure he missed nothing. Watching as nature took his course, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the Meatbag. Well, he did before he realized she was one of the Zealous Republicans, What was there motto? Oh yes, Death to Androids.
Soon enough the show was over and there Rus watched as they left a bleeding Republican while the Masses began to grow bored of the Dead Girl and move on. Near the Republican, a Electrical Zapping was heard as light and sound began to form a Silhouette of Rus who just deactivated his cloaking device. Kneeling down, he pulled her hair up to take a better look at her. The faint beating of her heart and the warm breath escaping her lips slightly shocked Rus, for he was expecting a Very Dead Girl. "Miracle you lasted this long"
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes❥And I will try to fix ☤ you 『』
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 4:02 pm
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Lloyd grew up in a loving family with a Military Background, thus Lloyd views his Family History with great pride. He is Honorable, Respectful and views everything with a sense of duty. He never turns away someone in need, and won't stand vile people, making him a true Knight. However, this also blinds him sometimes from danger, since he see's the infected as people in need.
He also was part of the Military and had extensive training in being a Field Medic, which he took with great pride. He cares for life so much, that he spends his time helping the Sick and Injured for little or nothing at all, a true saint in a world turned for the worst. Though he is a bit of a risk taker as he ventures out into the wilderness to hunt for food, medicine and Infected for his studies.
In all, a good Samaritan with a dark secret, that enjoys company and a good laugh.
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Heavy Smoker so always has a cigarette tucked behind his Ear.
Carries a Silver Flask on his body at all times, Medical and Recreational Reasons.
Has a Blood Raven Tattoo on his Neck, His mark from the Army.
Carries a Trinket of an Angel on his wrist. His Lucky Charm.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 12:14 am
 Ｔ ｙｂａｌｔ Ｍ ｏｎ ｔａｇ ｕ ｅ
Infamous Dueling Wizard
An Extraordinary Wizard that is well known to seek out a duel with known wizards of power, bringing Chaos and Destruction wherever he is. Why do I do what I do? Well, Why do Birds fly and Fish swim? They have the ability and the skills that make them greater than some creatures, and without these gifts of there's I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be here today. I see myself the same way. Why would I let rules and regulations stop me from living life to the fullest, bettering myself and finding the Power that I thought I could have never possessed. I strive for Greatness, Whether as a Wizard, Scholar, or in this case A Duelist Extraordinaire!
Most people see me as evil and cruel as the Wicked Witch of the the Swamps. Well, Riddle me this? What have I done that is as Dark and Evil as her that would get me banished out there? I don't make magic Miss me and Destroy that Bakery back there, nor did I cause that Man to become a Toad, it was all Freak Accidents Bad timing, and for his sake Lack of Good Luck. Sure, I caused a little damage with my duels and on occasion did some friendly trickery for a laugh, but it was all for good fun and nothing more. After all, If I wanted too I could easily just become King of this world. 'Bout time someone reformed this Kingdom and started pushing it toward a greater future. So Why not me? It was another Typical Morning for Tybalt, or Hyde what the people began to call him after the Infamous Mr. Hyde, who like him, had a Destructive and Dark side. Hyd didn't care much for such childish titles and such, but over time he got used to it and simply let it be. His concerns were, whether he'll meet his match today, or die in some Bizarre accident and make the Headlines. What ever it was, he just wanted to get over it and move on with his life.
Droopy eyed and Groaning, He made his way out of bed and into the Bathroom were he always starts his day with a Soak in a Scented Bath of Wild Flowers and Sweet Chamomile. This was his secret pleasure and always made sure that he made sure there was no way for anyone to notice him enjoying himself this way. After all, he had a reputation to uphold and if the word got out that he did this . . . Well, he would never hear the end of it. However, the Bath also help alleviate some of the pain from his recent duels. Last one he had was out of town, and it was with a Wizard that was on par with him. Though the Fire and Flames, Tybalt managed to have fun that day as he hadn't had a close encounter with Defeat,or death in ages. It was very thrilling for him, especially the way he remembered it.
His Magnificent Battle . . .
In the outskirts of town, Tybalt was heading home after taking on a task for Granny, or Sophie Hatter, the once cursed maiden who saved Howl. It wasn't like Tybalt yo accept a task like this, since it was beneath him. However, it would at least help lessen the Judgement against him. It would've been a Dull moment in his life if it wasn't for Abertross, the Wizard who faced him that day. This Blonde with a Regal Aire decided that he would challenge him that day and prove that he was far more superior than him, and to finally prove to the Academy that Tybalt wasn't as powerful as they elaborated.Though, he did enjoy the Tale of him Felling a Iron Titan that was Bigger then a moutain, very amusing. Tyablt wasted no time, "Another Blonde. Don't you Blondes ever get tired of me beating you senseless and leaving you Gorgeous Locks all Matted with blood." he ridiculed the Blonde Wizard, who didn't seem to happy with his comment as his speech slurred as he cursed him and his existance. Tybalt wasn't fazed and he remained with a grin that expressed his cockiness. Having enough, Tyablt was soon attacked by a volley of Magical Spikes and with a Insidious Grin, Tyabalt launched his own attack and there magic collided.
The battle seemed to have lasted days, and the area kept on changing from the open field, to heavy forest but like always it ended in the City. Citizens ran with fear from Bright lights and Magical Explosions, Buildings suffered Damage and everything seemed to look a warzone. Tybalt, like a Blaze tore through everything to get to the Golden haired b*****d. Deflecting his projectiles as they came, for a brief second it seemed it was over as Tybalt managed to get him on the ground. That's when Tybalt showed his Fearful power, as the panicked Wizard sent everything at Tybalt. . . but nothing seemed to Faze him. Fire, Tybalt was Unfazed, Magic Bullet, Tybalt was Unfazed, Titan Golem, Tybalt was Unfazed. The downed wizard tried to crawl away, "Wait! I surrender. I surrender! Please, stop the fight." the Blonde wizard cried. A pathetic sight for Tybalt to behold, a once Proud, Majestic Wizard that had an Aire of Badass, reduced to a Snot nosed punk that was balling his eyes out.
Tybalt was about to finish him off, "You are. . . Worthless. Not even worth my time and your very cowardice sickens me. I think it's best. . ." Tybalt was cut off with the arrival of the Imperial Guard. These blue uniformed Bastards always cut into his fun time and the very sight sickened him. Then again, everything in this world sickened him. Taking a deep breathe, he followed procedure as usual and but his hands together. Before long, he found himself being hauled away for another night of questioning. As a repeat offender, Tybalt was supposed to be locked up for the rest of his life. However, being a powerful wizard as he is, the Kingdom allowed his existence as long as he apologized, paid for the Damages and did special 'Favors' for the Higher ups, like help in Battles and stop Coup. His get out of Jail free card.
Soon enough, he found himself heading toward the Head Wizard of the Academy, Howl Jenkins Pendragon. Oh, how much he hated to hear his name. This Calm and Cocky b*****d always seemed to have an Aire of superiority and even though he did challenge him a few times. . . Tybalt always ended defeated in the same humiliating pose, panting on his knees before Howl. Fear, or respect, Tyablt knew better then to foolishly attack the Mighty Wizard in his current power, but one day, he vowed that he'll defeat him and finally claim to be the Worlds most Powerful Wizard.
Walking into his Howl's Quarters, he calmly made his way to his desk and dropped his paper work, paid debts and other Government paper work, before he moved on to an empty seat, where he waited to be cleared. So far he noticed Howl and Sophie, and it took him awhile, or at least until she went up to Howl, a lady, an Elven lady by the look of her ears. Nothing special about her, Tybalt thought to himself before he slunked on his seat as he waited. Quite a chatter box, but as soon as she was done and moved out of the room, he finally spoke with Howl "Finished?" Tybalt asked feeling that he wasting his time there, when he could move on to bigger, better things. Howl, calm and collected as always simply smiled as he shuffled the papers and wrote his name "Now, Now, Tyablt. Why are you in such a hurry. Already wanting to start another fight?" Tybalt cracked his neck "What I do is my business." Howl chuckled slightly and waved of Sophie who was about to say something "True you are free to do as you like, but bring fighting so close to innocent people isn't something that great wizards do." Howl mentioned, though Tybalt tilted his head in a way that suggested he didn't care. Howl shook his head but maintained his Calm Demeanor. Before long, he gave Tybalt some work "Listen, seems you are having some problems working with people. I have a Job for you, and if you do well. I'll even put in a good word for you." Tybalt was a bit curious by his Favor, a Favor from Howl was very, very rare. Though he refused at first as he despised the man, that's when Sophie stepped in "Tybalt, We can't have you doing as you please. SO I thought of giving you a Job. Very simple unless a Wizard of your Caliber can't handle simple jobs" she grinned knowing that it would strike a cord of his pride. It did and Tybalt objected "There is no JOB that is to difficult for me. Fine, I'll take it." and soon after they discussed the details.
Tybalt found himself walking the halls, he was curious, mad and calm. A strange sight, but the Job given to him was the strangest job he could have ever gotten. "What's so special about her? She hasn't done anything to stand out, so why do I have to protect her? This is probably to mock me, but I accepted the job." and if he turned it down after accepting it. It would affect his reputation and pride. Either way, he walked the halls in search of the She-elf and when he did find her, Tybalt cut the chit chat "Listen, I was assigned to you. For this day forward I am officially your guardian" he added with less of an enthusiastic mood.
Laudanine Well, the best I can do XD Sorry for making you wait so long. Kinda lost my Rping mojo and it's been hard to get into rping, but hopefully I'll get it back and make my post as Amazing as yours(well, partly amazing because WOW! Loved your post can't compete)
Sorry I took so long. Depressed and it really affected my Gaialife XD
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 2:55 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2014 11:05 pm
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Viktor was born to a Lower Class Family, meaning his family was dirt poor and often couldn't have a full meal. His Father died before he was born in an accident concerning Radioactive Material and his mother worked as a Waitress, or Salesman, depending on what was available. IT was hard on her Mother, and even harder on him who, from what his mother said, would cry from Hunger, or Discomfort from the same Diaper for a few days. Viktors Mother knew that she could not care for him, and if she kept him there with her. He would surely be taken away, or worse, die. So in the end, she sent him to his Parents, shedding tears every step of the way.
He spent most of his time with his Grandparents, who owned a small farm in the Country. It wasn't extravagant, nor was it pitiful, but to Viktor it was home.
At a young age, he learned allot about the Farm life, Milking Cows, Riding Mules and so on. He was so used to this life style that he had no problem working there and when he grew up, he hoped to own a farm as well. That was until he visited the City.
The bright lights and overwhelming buildings made Viktor sick at first since he was just a mere country boy most of his life, but that quickly disappeared when he saw all the Markets and Food. Though he knew that he couldn't afford anything at the time, but he didn't mind as the wonder of having those things made him dream for greatness. However, instead of finding a good job and working himself to greatness, Viktor found it easier to just 'Take' what he wanted. First it was a Nice juicy apple from a Stall, then it lead to swiping some coin of an unsupervised table until, he was running with a small fortune of Stolen Jewelry. His Deeds lead to the creation of an urban legend of the Thieving Gremlin, due to the fact Viktor was never caught. Though his Grandparents found it a bit strange that their Grandson ended up with a lot of new things with every trip of the City. To avoid problems, they simple just kept it a secret.
When Viktor got Older and Wiser and so much Bolder, he ended up making a wrong turn while heading to a bathroom and found himself inside a criminal organization. After being roughed up a bit and nearly getting a bullet to the head, Viktor managed to convince his Captors that he'll take the job he overheard when he first got there. A Priority Assassination of a Wealthy Landowner, they laughed at Viktor, but they gave him a chance and even warned him that failure would lead to them tracking him down and having him watch as they killed his family one by one in front of him. With his family on the line, Viktor had no choice but to do what he was told. Within the Next day, Viktor returned with this ti say, "Jobs done, He wasn't much of a target. Really wet his pants when he saw me appear from the shadows.". Moments Later, it was confirmed that the target was dead.
From that day forward, Viktor became a Jack of All Trades, saying that No job is impossible and if it is, they'll get there money back GUARANTEED. Under the Alias of "The Oogie Boogie", Viktor continued his life of crime and became widely popular around the world, at least in the Underworld of Gangs and Mobsters.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Viktor is a Foreigner with a Medium Build and a slight Accent from his Home country. He often acts oddly in certain situations, but thats because they were customs that he learned from his family, like kissing on the cheek, or having a drink over a corpse. His ties to his heritage is strong and isn't afraid to share them as he often tries to share it with others that can put up with him. His most notable characteristic is his use of certain words like Da! or Tak! mixed in his English.
He is a Odd Individual as no one ever knows what he's thinking, or planning. He seems to have an air of Mystery around him, but those that do know him deep down say he's a simple man driven by Greed. His love for wealth has made Viktor a Sly, Smooth talking individual that seems to know how to get under a persons skin, which made him someone that most people would avoid. It doesn't stop him from trying to meet new 'clients' as he see's everyone as a new way to make money, like the Bar Owner who overhears wealthy drunks, or Butchers with ties to the Devitto Family. So where ever there's money to be made, Viktor would be there holding a Shaken-not-stirred Martini.
A B I L I T I E S
He is a Good Shot with most single handed weapons, and has an accurate through. His most Famous ability is his Skill in Deception, being able to Mimic Voices and Hide well in plain sight. It only takes him a brief second to lose himself in a crowd, or Lead his pursuers on a Wild Goose Chase. After all, who would of thought that Viktor was actually the Bum in the Alley the Pursuers chased him in.
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He is a Heavy Drinker and Smoker, often carrying a Silver Flask for any Occasion that requires Drinking and a Cigar that is tucked away somewhere. Due to an Encounter with a Vicious Bear, Viktor has a great fear of anything that resembles a Bear, including the Adorable Teddy Bear. He also carries a Locket with a Picture of his Family, who he misses dearly and never leaves home with out it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 1:18 am
♪'Cause I'm the Boogie Man ♩
♬And if you aren't shakin'♭
♪Then there's something very wrong ⊲⋃⊳ ♩
♬'Cause this may be the last☠ time now♭
♪That you hear the boogie song . . .♩
Name: Viktor Petrenko
Alias: Oogie, Boogie Man
Age: 27
Voice Actor: Dimitri Petrenko
OOC: FIller for now. Least got something out XD
Prologue . . .
Tracking people is an Art, whether cheating spouses in the neighborhood drinking holes, or High Class criminals in the Congo's. Though when it comes down to people tracking Viktor, It's less of an art and more of a comic strip in the daily paper. Hiding beneath there noses, or over there heads, like an endless game of cat and mouse, except the Mouse can even look like a cat giving him an unfair advantage. Example, Viktor joining in on the chase, disguised as the very people looking for them. Sounds far fetched, but if it can be done then Viktor has probably done it multiple times. Leading them around the world in a fruitless search for him, though it was fruitful for Viktor, who happily recieved a Vacation around the world. Eventually, They lead Viktor to a place that he found rather unusual and yet made his eye glitter with gold.
Viktor has traveled far and wide in search of Cities ripe for the picking, one with an endless supply of buffoons to leech off. This city was found in the Island of Garamond, located North of Whatever and West of Who Cares. All he knew that it's City of Margaux seemed very promising. Seeing as this was the perfect place to settle down and reap his rewards. Viktor decided to end his game and make his pursuers . . . Disappear.
Viktor and his Pursuers . . .
Several armed soldiers are rushing through the woods toward a clearing, where they're sources claim that they have seen a strange man with a Mask walking during dark out. This description matched the one they have been chasing for years and they could finally finish they're endless search once and for all. Hitting the clearing, a small shack with a bellowing chimney indicated that their target was still there. They closed in and the first three to arrived pressed themselves against the wall, while the others circled around to cover any other entrances. Head of the Group named Rango, gave the signal to move in. With a sudden explosion, they moved into the house and seized it and once cleared, they regrouped into the Living Room.
"Everything is clear, sir."
"Seems that he managed to get away"
"This isn't right? There was no way he could just disappear. Our sources said that he would be here. . ." but, just before another word was said, they heard shuffling in the closet nearby. With they're weapons readied, they slowly made there way over to the shaking door. Fear seemed to have taken over for the moment, as one of the soldier swallowed hard. Viktor aka Oogie made himself very famous in the underworld as being the Greatest Nightmare to any Unlucky Person that was targeted by him. The stories past around him are legendary.Some say he is a Devil, with great horns and a large blade that thirst for blood. Other say, he is Death himself, reaping the souls whose time have run out. Though what most do believe is that he is the Boogey Man Himself. A Vile entity who lurks in the shadows, waiting for there next victim to drop there guard, so he may strike and carry them into the shadows, vanishing forever. Whatever story they heard, The Soldiers had they're job and failure was not an option.
Closing in on the door, the shaking grew more violent and made the Men in the Room panic. Rango, who kept his nerve was the one who reached toward the door with a slight hesitation. With a slight turn of the knob, he pulled the door open and Bump! . . . a body hit the floor. It was a man in his underwear, it was a strange sight indeed but the strangest thing about it was that they recognized the man on the floor that was Tied up and had his mouth stuffed. That man was in Rango's Group, soon enough Rango realized that Viktor was hiding as one of his men. He turned around quickly in search of the one who had his Comrade's Uniform, but the person in question was already gone. Soon the lights went out and everything went black.
Suddenly, the T.V. in the main room turned on and there he was, Mr. Oogie and his signature Mask. Solid White with blacked eyes and gruesome smile that sent chills down Rango's spine,
"Congradulations! You managed to find me! Give yourself a round of applause. Though you are a few days too late as. . . well, you can see im not there. . . though I am there but not in there with you but in this T.V. which was recorded befor. . . Nevermind. Anyway, Rango! Com'ere you! I know it's disappointing that you couldn't wring my scrawny punk a** neck till I glowed blue, but to be honest I was so scared that I decided to hide away in this little T.V. for my safety. Now, let's get down to the details because I'm pretty sure you have so many question like 'Where am I? and Why this place? and Why it smell's like Iron all of a sudden?" Well, I am all around you waiting in the shadows, finding a right time to strike and Why here? Well, wouldn't be fun in a playhouse would it? Well, maybe but I found the lonely cabin in the clearing so much fun. Like killing your men outside the cabin, yes they are dead and I spilled they're blood all over the windows which explains the sudden smell. I know, I know Gruesome but I need to build up the moment. What moment, will the moment when the bomb goes up. Yes, sir. A bomb to blow wow I barely have enough time to finish my song Oh well, ta ta my friends because this is the last time . . . You'll hear the Oogie Boogey song, Mehahaha! and trigger the glowing red eyes to seal in the Unrestricted horror as the Soldiers tried to get out in time
A sudden light flashed in the sky as a small mushroom cloud formed, Viktor finished with his task ripped off his mask and spoke into his radio. Clearing his voice, he perfectly began to mimick his Former Leader Rango "Jobs Done, He wasn't there in the house. He was 10 steps ahead of us and moved out of the island. He's heading toward Cairo. Over and out." and with a sudden beep! He smashed the Radio and called it a night.
Now, Having Breakfast in a Little Diner. . .
Nothing like Waffles in the Morning, well feels like morning when he orders Patty's Famous Waffles and Egg Scramble. Out of Uniform and in his Civilian Attire was the best part of the day, because he can be himself and not some other person for a change. Everything seemed great and nothing seemed to look like it was going to go wrong. A bit boring for his taste, but the Taste of Maple syrup really made it worth it. Though he wondered what he would do today, seems like he doesn't have any major plans this week and money is in the 'Acceptable' Range. Maybe a small vacation to scout around this lovely city. Though hitting the Go go girls club does sound rather appetizing, after all one can learn so much about the going on's of a city just by listening. Well, for now a good breakfast would do for now. . .
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