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((I actually really liked that post))
((Nobody knows about their powers except me. Nobody on the face of Earth, but I do. Each and every one. ;)))
((oh ok. lol))
((what are we fighting then?))
((The FBI doesn't know about you guys. Yet. That means that there is obviously a bigger threat then, right? There is, but you guys will find out later.))
'Man, getting better and better and this stuff' Jim thought as he started to get packed up and ready to get back home, he threw his guns and what was left of a bottle of vodka in the back seat and started to drive home...
Later in his basement he just sat around relaxing and reloading his ammunition smoking a joint and throwin a few beers back.. he could sense trouble coming his way someway, somehow.. so he made sure his guns were cleaned, maintained, and ready to fire at a moments notice.
Daimian still silent in the shadows waits for the perfect opportunity, the deal is now close to being made. A car slowly pulls towards the men standing at the trunk of their car, it shuts off the lights, and Daimian edges back out around the corner of the building to get a better look.
Three men get out and walk towards the two standing near their car. The trunk pops open as the men draw nearer, a man pulls out a brief case and closes the trunk, sets the brief case on the trunk and opens it. Two of the three men continue a few steps closer to take a look into the brief case as the third who is likely the leader lifts a brief case of his own and opens it showing a state of the art M4. Night vision/infrared scope, larger clip, single/3 round/full auto, all black. After checking the money for being counterfeit the men make the exchange of the brief cases, and the three men leave.
When they are gone the two men take out the M4 and start checking it out pointing it around looking through the scope. As one is looking through the scope he clicks on the night vision and see's Daimian standing in the shadow with his kitana in hand. Startled the man jumps back pulling the gun from his face, he quickly puts it back up and looks back where he seen Daimian, nothing. "Oh no!" he begins to frantically look around trying to find something, the other man is unaware of what is about to take place. Daimian lunges from the shadows swinging his kitana powerfully and accurately hitting the man on his shoulder diagonally cutting down through his chest and out his body above his hip. As the other man turns noticing what just happened to his partner he is stabbed up under his ribcage and out his back. Daimian catches the gun as the man falls limp to the ground. He quickly returns to the shadows in the alleys of Detroit.
Please watch your language here, no matter what.
((and i am leaving this game.))
Username: Milonius
Name: Milo Jones
Element: Psychic
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Most say he looks Native American, he is rather tan, and somewhat muscular. He has long, straight black hair with piercing blue eyes, and a clean face except for a small beard at his chin.
Personality: Milo is intelligent in the sciences of biology and mathematics, and he is very unsocial. When he speaks, he usually speaks in short sentences. If he doesn't like you, it is best to stay away from him, but if he is your friend then he will protect you with his life. He has a very bad temper. Very athletic, when in combat he moves very fast and tends to jump from place to place.
Weapon of Choice: Wooden staff that he carries in his hand along with a high power shotgun with an attached strap so he can wear it on his back. Only uses the shotgun when he is away from civilization, for example: in the forest.
State of the U.S.A.: Oregon
Other: FFFGG
Hunter ran to the airport and bought tickets for the next flight to Arizona, there were perks to not being a fugitive. He boarded the plane and was off, how he managed to smuggle his guns on board was a mystery even to himself. When it landed Hunter quickly found a telephone book and started looking up Jimmy and called him.