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I agree with @Venchi1986 , the premise is predictable. But still, it'd be interesting to make a ragtag crew and have adventures. Do you intend for this to be host-driven or player-driven?

Tyra heard a scream on the other side, and dared to hope that the Corrupted had began to fight each other. Pressure on the door lighted, and it was then Tyra noticed a steel beam that had fallen. Probably a rafter. It was thin though, and likely strong. And hopefully, it would fit inside the...

Sita smoothed her hair, using the reflection of the computer screen. She was glancing at a variety of pages, multitasking as well as fixing her hair. A minute later, she glanced up towards the monsters in her lobby, and saw Salem standing there, looking rather confused. "Oh hiya Salem! You...

@Midnight Paragon Hey, did this RP die? I sure hope not, I was having a good time...

The book Anya had brought had fallen to the floor in the midst of Anya's struggles. Jessie wiped her tears from her face and crawled over to grab it from the floor. It had fallen open to one of the pages... And Jessie's breath caught. Her grip tightened on the book, and it felt like the walls...

Tyra put her full body weight on the door, and looked at Blaze like he had suggested they sing a song to make their problems go away. "Start running. Someone needs to hold them off, and I've lost plenty of blood. What's the use of all of us getting killed? None. So get going already!"

Amber glanced around at the few recruits who had joined the hybrid woman in the courtyard. She drew her shoulders inward, and tried to find some measure of courage within herself. When the young man next to her spoke, mentioning his stuff, Amber drew a small anxious breath. How long was this...

K sounds good. Sorry for the confusion!

K so it was my understanding that they're in this post-apocalyptic city, and that currently they were in a machine shop that has a few exits, namely the broken windows and the garage door (not to mention the front of the shop with the door and windows). Hence why I included in my post that...

Jessie didn't know much, but she knew that Leon was putting on a brave face, laughing to cover up fear. She'd seen that same face on her parents whenever her family's farm hadn't produced enough crop that year. Thinking about her parents brought a sting of guilt, but Jessie swallowed it, shoving...

Tyra watched this interchange and eventually stood in front of Carlos and Blaze, leaning against the shop doors and keeping them closed. "Guys, go. I'm already injured--I won't make it past this anyways. Appreciate you being the hero, but come on man. Be smart about this. If I make it, I'll...

Tyra was going in and out of consciousness for what seemed like hours, maybe even days. But when she fully came to, she saw Carlos standing over her, mouthing something. She narrowed her eyes, but noticed that it was still night, or perhaps the next night. She frowned, watching him suddenly...

No worries! I'm sure I'll be able to use him in another RP.

@Casmir Landrikson just let me know when the night is over and I'll have her wake up (provided they survive...).

Sending love and hugs!

Amber played with a lepidolite rock, turning it over and over in her hands as she listened. She didn't like what she heard--though it looked like no one else did either. She had sympathy for hybrids, knowing what it was like to be in the minority. However, brashness and hard words wouldn't win...

Sita smiled brightly and indicated to a low table nearby. A bunch of magazines and other articles--mostly news from the monster world, as well as a few publications with ads for monsters hidden inside them--lay scattered across the table. "Help yourself! I'll wait till everyone's done."

Sita was sitting at her desk, her fingers working at lightning speed. Her desk was just outside Erin's office, and she glanced up at the three (no, four now--the tiefling Jack Nimble had joined them) standing before her desk. She raised her eyebrows, and reached down to pull out various packets...

@Casmir Landrikson She's just going to pass out now so like hope your character can survive the night

Tyra smiled bleakly at the blanket now draped across her shoulders. She adjusted it, and made her way out of the building and into the open streets. It was twilight now, and a cold wind swept through the streets. Her vision was tunneling, but Tyra still made an effort to focus and look out for...