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I Am Smellin' like the roses on my birthday deathbead; I Am smellin' like the roses somebody else gave me 'cause i'm dead and bloated...
Topic Started: May 5 2011, 09:50 AM (101 Views)
Reaver
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Name: Corey 'Reaver' Bastard (only if I know you affectionately)
Gender: *looks in pants* Yes please..oh you mean..uh right Male.
Who were you referred by? What site were you referred from?: I just followed this site to its new beginnings...
Age: 21...i'm not turning older till I celebrate proper
Contact: de_mono_id@hotmail.com
Role Playing Experience: 5-6 Years now..semi literate.


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Role Play Sample: (Again using my characters post from another site, hope that flies with you, its a zombie site and therefore all the undead...) Sunlight filtered through the broken and unwashed windows of the small building, gilding the rotting,wooden floor boards with tinges of gold. Twilight was slowly approaching as the Sun gave up its light and sunk into the horizon.

Despite his affliction to destruction, there were times where Corey could appreciate beauty such as this. His hands gently flitted through the rays of gold, it burned his skin lightly as his fingers danced in the ribbons of Sun. He watched as the rays shortened and disappeared into the shadows as the sky was painted in hues of blood red, blue and purple before the sky turned black.

It was truly beautiful. As the light faded into the horizon and Earth seemed to swallow the Sun, the scene was a poetic ending to his entrapment by the light of day.

He had been trapped in the small building after a night of slaughter, mostly those around him as he enjoyed the new freedoms his new body afforded him. He couldn't have cared less about his companions now, inmates just like himself but where there was strength in numbers, now it was all down to one...Him. He didn't need anyone any more...

He heard it first coming from the West, where the Sun had set, then towards the East and soon the noise was all around him. Pained moans lifted into the air by animated corpses all marching in rhythm to the shuffle of their dead limbs.

"Time for some more fun..." he growled sadistically, grabbing his weapon from near by, a black blade about three feet in length, similar to a Katana. Corey had been lucky enough to stumble upon an antique shop on one of his raids with the other survivors, hoping to find something to do battle with the never ending army of the undead.

The blade circled in a slow and deadly arch, whistling as it cut through the air, a low and terrifying call. Holding the blade by his side Corey ventured to the staircase, his eyes would have normally struggled to find light in the closing darkness but now as the light faded he was able to see as though it was as bright as day, even the shadows seemed to dance in excitement as he made his way down the rotting staircase

Cursing as he took the first step, it creaked under his feet causing him to hope quickly to the next only to tear his shirt all the way across from his shoulder to his chest. Snarling angrily he ripped the piece of grey cloth from his shoulders, leaving his upper body naked, the only other attire he wore being his black trunks.

"I sure hope these fuckers can't smell me..." he whispered to himself making his way down slowly, careful not to disturb any more loose floor boards as he went. He exhaled in relief as his feet touched solid concrete and moved quickly to the shadows, creeping his head around the corner of a concrete pillar inside the structure to peer out the window into the street.

The street was crowded with a mass of rotting corpses some where animate as they knelt over the fresher ones on the ground, ripping flesh from bone as they fed hungrily. Dead eyes stared up at Corey from the street, almost begging him to save them from their fate.

One pair of eyes was not so dead as the others, the woman was screaming in agony as the Lessers tore into her body, ripping clothing from her ragged figure, she focused on Corey, her trembling lips barely able to form the words, her voice hoarse through her torn vocal cords as she cried for help, her hand rising feebly in his direction.

"Bitch..." Corey cursed angrily, bolting through one of the broken windows in a charge at the horde, crushing the ill-fated woman's head under foot as he did so.

Corey 'Reaver' Raines was an athelete, a championship Mixed Martial Arts fighter with the stamina of a Spartan, slashing left and right he split the crowd of Lessers into two, crushing skulls with his bare hands where his blade could not reach,grinning wildly he turned into an alley way, running through the only maze had memorized like the back of his hand and to a run down Cathedral and stood like a monolith against the tide of evil that had scourged the Earth. He smirked as he heard their following footsteps, like thunder against stone.

Turning back towards the group he Rainbow Warrior his blade forward, The area he had run to gave him enough room to maneuver with the large blade, exactly as he'd planned...

The first rabid turkies charged and he severed its head cleanly with sweep from his blade, kicking the next one square in the chest to gain some distance before lopping its legs off at the thigh and swinging upward to cut its head clean in two.

"Like a knife through butter..." he smirked, somewhat confident, it seemed to fade from his face for a moment as he looked up to where the rest of the horde were waiting, growing larger and larger as more joined their ranks...This isn't what concerned him, something else...Something more lethal was coming this way..

"Fuck my life...." he murmured drawing his blade back to eye level once more,

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As always, Reaver, you have wonderful imagery and an off-and-on relationship with commas.


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