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Yugi nodded and followed them closely, keeping his hand on his broadsword and making his way down the slope of the valley. He proceeds to jump and climb up the side of the tree and makes his way overhead on the branches, bouncing from limb to limb and searching the area for any threats when he...

Yugi took the canteen and drank from it and handed it back to Miyuki when she returned and sheathed his own blade. He turned and looked around before saying, "So, since this is not the most secure forest and judging by the fact that the nearest village is around 300 yards," he wildly turns...

Yugi determines that the Ill following his group were not wearing armor, so it was best if he did not use his broadsword, but his katana instead. Yugi draws his weapon and charges forward and slices the head of the first assailant clean off and swings his katana to the ground fast, and casts the...

Yugi trips and falls over a log, landing on his face in the hot dirt of the japanese valley. He pulls himself up and hears his two companions bustling behind him. He stands up and turns to see them and a few undead faces chasing them, and they're about 50 feet behind Jack and Miyuki. Yugi says...

Name: Yugi Kabazani Age: 21 Gender: Male Physical Info + Picture: Tall. Lean but muscular. A few scars here and there but nothing too serious. Black hair and brown eyes. A young face, but has a masculine voice. The one on the left. He wear a black gi with white accents to fit in with the...

@PediGAMES, please edit this post to include the RP overview information.

This is where you post your questions or attack each other because the other is being a prick. You know what to do here.

Name: Age: Gender: Physical Info + Picture: Personality: Background:

This will be an RP Between Massamotto, Madalyn Pedigo and I in which we best the hustling hordes of the undead in Feudal Japan!

I waved my hand in the air dismissively and said softly "Don't worry about me. I'm an older man who looks to the future, in hopes of a better, brighter tomorrow. I need men who can help pave the way for that future, because Chicago, no, the world, needs that future to become a reality. Son," I...

Name: Vasdan Gorelov Age: 22 Physical Traits: He is a slim fellow, around average height. His body has scars from an attack on a space station he worked on. His face clearly shows that the ghosts that haunt him have taken their toll on him. Personality: Skeptical, kind hearted, is keen...

I killed the men swiftly and watched on as the new apprentice stabbed the criminal lord in the throat. I went to his fridge and grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured it all over the men and lit it up before sliding down a pipe and running across the streets, back to HQ. This boy was definitely...

I followed Max down the stairs and stopped him right before we got to the penthouse suite and put my hand on the door and closed my eyes and concentrated for about 20 seconds. "Four men, relaxed heartbeats, one beats stronger than the others. That's him. 2 guarding this door, one on the elevator...

"Well, the way I see it, this place will be the most heavily guarded. So, let's take a detour," I said, before turning and busting out a window and shooting my grappling hook onto the roof and rocketing up there, past the penthouse.

I crept forward cautiously through the hallway and raised a hand to quiet Max. Voices echoed down the hallway and they sounded to be getting closer. I lept up and bounced from wall to wall and pulled myself onto pipes that were running along the top of the hallway and helped Max pull himself up...

"Thank you. I might teach you a thing or too one of these days" I stepped inside and checked to make sure I had no blood on my suit and pressed the button for the second floor.

I watched and made my way forward where two men were conversing and used my blades so stab them both through the neck with my hidden blades and dragged their bodies into the shadows. I took a dash to a man guarding the elevator, and when coming up to his left side I stabbed the hook of my blade...

I slit the man's throat and stuffed him in a barrel quickly before following Max through the door and checking to make sure my piece was loaded and pulled my miniature crossbow from my overcoat and said to him, "alright, how big is this place?"

"THE Al Capone? He's one of the head templars in Chicago! Shit... Alright let's go," I said before running towards his base and climbing up boxes and back flipping over the surrounding wall and landing on a guard who was patrolling.

I admired the boys skill and followed promptly. We ran along the roof tops and slid down poles before eventually we arrived at the hq. I scanned the area and turned to Max and said, "so, how big is this mafia of yours?"