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Kace smirked, eyeing over the blade's edge. With a hesitant motion, he pulled the safety on his gun, allowing the gun itself to click. He spoke. "You would be making a very big mistake if you kill me," he said. He could hear the growl in the man's throat. "And it appears that it's tru...

After about twenty minutes of driving, Kace watched as a warehouse came into his view, one that had long ago rusted and become uninhabitable. The colors of the city behind him seemed to have faded along with the city itself, leaving only his car as the primary source of light; the car itself emmited...

Kace watched as the street came into his view, silhouetted in the artifical lighting of the nearby skyscraper. It was clear what these monsters were doing. They were preparing to attack; they had to be. He stopped at the garage's exit, searching for any oncoming cars, and then sped onto the street, ...

Kace entered into the parking garage's lowest level and watched as a few cars moved past him, as if purposely trying to distract his mind. The garage was cold, possibly colder than it was outside, and weakly illuminated in the faint glow of the suspended lighting fixtures above. He moved towards a s...

Happy New Year!!

Kace Mcgrenor made his way down a dimly lit corridor,examining over the paintings along the wall to his left. It had been nearly seven years since he first entered the hall, and nearly two since he was allowed to wander it freely, or wander it without a gun pointed at his head. He was a man of power...

This looks like fun. It might take me a bit to get caught up and read everything, lol. Name: Kace Mcgrenor Sex: Male Age: 31 Eyes: Brown Hair: Brown Height: 6'2" Species: Human Background: After recieving multiple war wounds, Kace was sent back to the United States, eventually left having to fe...

With a hopeless groan, Vladamir backed away from the bars, realizing that whoever had captured him had no intention on setting him free. He pulled a combat knife off of his ammo belt and examined over its shining blade. With a panicked movement, he rushed back over to the bars, crouched down, and be...

Vladamir made his way down a weakly lit corridor, examining over the nearby wall mounted television screen. He could see a large group of people gathered around the screen, all appearing to be shocked by something. Within moments, he made his way into the crowd, trying to see what was going on. &quo...

(Looks Cool) Name: Vladamir Age: 27 Sex: Male Marital Status: None Occupation: Upon the dawn of the new space age, Vladamir joined a company known as the Interplanetary Trade Organization whose sole purpose was to provide munitions for planetary colonies past Earth's own moon. Having served nearly s...

Vlad moved out of the room and seated himself on the sofa which he previously occupied. It appeared as though the receptionist had left since his last encounter, and the building had become increasingly quiet. Pulling the knife from his ammo belt, he lowered it to the wound on his arm, using it to r...

Vlad seated himself on a nearby couch and leaned forward, trying not to get any blood on the furniture. The woman behind the receptionist's desk was talking on a phone, and a few moments later, waved towards him, pointing towards a doorway. Vlad stood up, moved to the door and opened it, allowing so...

Vlad stumbled backwards, feeling as the bullet penetrated his arm. He screamed in pain, looking at the teenager that shot him with terror. He heard one of the teens call his employer 'the school'. "Look, I don't know what you guys are talking..." he groan in pain, feeling blood seep throug...

Vlad spat some blood from his mouth, chuckling as if amused. "To be honest, I don't even know what my employer does research on. They're some sort of big corporation that was in need of security, and just happened to hire the security company that I work for." He eyed over the gun. "N...

Vlad looked towards the ground for a moment, grinning, then looking back towards the teenager with his gun. "You obviously aren't human, so I decided to investigate a little bit further, just out of curiosity. After all, my employer does a lot of research, and in the end, if I was able to captu...

Vlad felt blood fly from his mouth as the teenager punched him. He fell backwards, slamming into the ground and dropping his weapon. For a moment he avoided moving, but finally got the strength to lean up. He watched as the second teenager used his own weapon against him. He wiped a bit of blood fro...

Dezander jumped off of the crate, seeing that Nekko had become fully armed, and backed away. He looked towards the federal agent, expecting him to do something.

"You want answers, now's your chance," he spoke towards the agent.

Dezander moved towards a crate and seated himself ontop of it, listening to the conversation between the two. He pulled a canteen from his belt, realizing that it and the flashlight were the only two supplies left on his belt. It appeared as if he had lost his knife somewhere back by the car. He loo...

In my opinion, a dream is just a dream. I don't really think that you need to get worked up about it.

Dezander lowered his weapon, exposing himself to the agent's gun. He watched as Nekko fled up the escape; his mind filled with anger. He looked to Jarod, not caring about if the agent shot him. He smiled, almost amused. "It's somewhat funny, isn't it." He dropped his gun, kicking it toward...

Dezander released Jarod, feeling that something suspicious was going on. He looked towards Jarod, speaking moments later. "Jarod, what's going on?" He looked back to Nekko, seeing that he was covering his mouth with the blade. He lowered the weapon from Jarod's head, holding it in a defens...

Dezander chuckled, feeling both entertained and surprised by the agent's response. He nodded. "Wow, you're a clever one, aren't you?" He turned his attention back to Jarod. "You're really willing to lose this guy, fed? I mean, with all the intel he has, you're really willing to risk l...

Vlad followed behind the vehicle, losing it in the rows of traffic around him. Slamming his hand on the steering wheel, he pulled onto a side road, parking along the sidewalk. He turned the engine off and stared at the street before him, watching as cars passed by. Grabbing the MP5, he opened the ca...

Dezander began laughing psychotically, examining over his pistol. With an angered motion, he lifted his weapon to Jarod's head, clicking the safety of his weapon. "Y-You've made a very big mistake, moron!" He moved behind Jarod, aiming the weapon at the back of his head. He screamed in the...

Vlad pulled out of the alleyway and began following behind the mercedes; his heart, pounding with fear. He followed the vehicle down the street, stopping at a street corner, trying not to expose himself. He watched as the mercedes stopped to pick up yet another teenager and began driving once more; ...