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Fantasy They're Here (IC)

Danaper woke up quickly, grabbing a new pair of military clothes and changing into them, then walking back into the main room. "So bandit's trail it is, time for some good old fashion raiding, well, raiding raiders, I mean bandits, you know what it doesn't matter what matters is we get to kill bandits, I can already smell the blood." He grabs his backpack and puts it on, then grabs his rifle holstering it on his back, and detaches his bayonet to use it as a sword when they run into bandits, and sheathes it. "Everyone ready, if you are lets go I'm getting bloodthirsty, both in wanting combat and wanting to eat some bandits, my addiction is calling." (he is talking about his cannibalism addiction)
 
Jun looked over to Danaper, rolling his eyes. "In case the recent events have slipped your mind, I am unable to travel and Peter requires attention," he informed with very little tonal change to his tired voice. He could notice the shift in the other's breathing, even the slight change of his voice that not many would be able to pick up on. Peter was injured as well, meaning that the two of them would be liabilities if they were to leave now.

"Unless you can guarantee the safety of travel, both of us would only be a setback." Jun sounded agitated, to say the least. He was mostly upset at himself for being caught in a trap in the first place.

"No offense," he muttered to Peter, remembering how his tone came off last time.
 
Danaper frowns and yells "I WANT TO KILL SOMETHING AND I WILL KILL SOMETHING! I'll be right back." Danaper walks outside and walks about a mile before seeing another person with a machinegun in his hands. He slowly and quietly gets on his belly and after about an hour the man is still standing around with the machinegun only barely less tightly in his hands. Danaper is covered in snow and almost completely hidden and camoflaged. He finally gets a good sight on the man, as he tells himself in his head lies and excuses to justify killing him. He has his iron sights aimed right at the back of his head, and after a few minutes, he fired. The waiting, hiding, and good aim all helped in sending that bullet right through the back of the mans head, through his brain, and out his forehead. He gets up and steals the machinegun and its ammo before coming back inside and setting down his weapons and taking off his gas mask. "Well my bloodlust is content, for now." He sits down in front of the fire to warm up.
 
"None taken." peter sighed. It was true that no one in the group was in the best condition to travel. "I'm pretty sure most of us are hurting anyway.." Peter said. "Your leg is gonna be the worst problem. It can get infected, if it does we would probably have to find a pharmacy. Hopefully one that's not looted." As Danaper stood and left, screaming about killing someone, Peter stayed where he was and just watched. Well, the man was psychotic, he couldn't be surprised.

The door slammed open and Easton came inside. "Ahah funny news, turns out I may or may not be scarred for life now, let's get out of here before they get here." He said and tossed a crutch at Jun.

"Wait- we are leaving already?" Peter huffed. "Who's coming?"

"THEY ARE COMING. YUP. WE ARE LEAVING. EVERYONE UP, LETS GET GOIIINNN." Easton said in a rushed voice, starting to gather things into a backpack he had.

After this had happened Danaper came back inside and started warming up.

(I split up times because an hour passed in General Tullius's post and it hadn't been an hour in ours)
 
Jun barely caught the crutch, having been turned the other direction when Easton threw it. What the hell was going on?

"They?" He questioned, forcing down a whine as he lifted himself off the floor. "Who's they?" He added, stressing the last word.
 
Danaper falls through a floorboard in the house and lands in a pit, a can of gas fell with him but he didn't notice it. He fires his gun so someone will hear and come to his help, but the fire from the barrel of the gun touches the leaking gas and a big explosion kills Danaper.
 
(is my new character approved, if so are the other characters inside the house still so I can introduce my character to them, he could be looking for food and shelter from a coming mob of monsters.)
 

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