Hiatus?
Not any more~!
* filiusenox casts resurrection.
*The thread emerges from the grave as a lurching grotesquesy.
John's feet carry him onward as he turns and runs down the hall, his boots tapping on the floor very rarely, he hops down a small set of stairs, his shoulder smashing against the heavy door knocking it down. His boots hit pavement, and he rolls his shoulder.Empty Backstreet [North][South]
[West][East]
[Down]A broad street of hard, cracked tarmac, stretching through broken down buildings choked with rubble and trash. It snakes towards the north, a broken down wall of cars blocking the north exit a few hundred yards away.
To the west lies a sudden drop off, a shattered cement pipe is to the west, to the east is a large, crumbling tenement building. Below your feet is a sewer-cap, blocking what is most likely a dark, dank sewer.
A number of spent shell-casings litter the floor.<Worn over body> A dull-black, deep-cowled greatcoat
<Worn over body> A plated, hardened, natural-hued leather vest
<Worn on torso> A white t-shirt
<Worn on back> A thick faux-leather back-strap bearing a greatsword
<Worn on shoulder> A ratty orange holster containing a revolver
<Worn on waist> A simple faux-leather ammo-belt
<Worn on belt> A lokium, red flash light
<Worn on legs> A pair of fragile, hardened, black and red leather leggings
<Worn on feet> A pair of solid black boots
A ratty orange holster:
A loaded slab-sided, nick-barreled, matte black .45 caliber revolver
A thick faux-leather back-strap
A nickel-plated, cross-guard hilted, thick bladed greatsword
A simple faux-leather ammo-belt
Ten .45 caliber, hollow-point revolver shells
One .45 caliber, god-plated shell, etched with runes
A thin, primitive combat knife
Telepathic: The mind is a weapon to you, a razor sharp scalpel used to rip through armor, whether mental or physical. Too much mental strain might...make your brain explode.
Photosensitivity: You don't like the sun, and the feeling is mutual, your skin gets a minor sunburn if you stay out for even an hour, and depending how long you stay out, your skin could...crack.
Moderate Nosebleed
Unsteady
Pale
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