"Breaking new! It seems like the meteorologist were right about that there is going to be a second Ice age. We advise you to stay inside your homes and keep the thermostat on high until further notice." That was all Lucas could comprehend from the T.V. while he was running to his storage area to get some parables. He quickly stuffed as much food as he could into a small sack to keep the weight light. He wasn't going to stay inside his home and freeze to death. The thermostat could only warm him up for so long, and what was the government going to do! They haven't't experienced an Ice age before, heck they didn't even think is was going to happen they thought the meteorologist where making some crazy scam.
He still continued to panic, and he knew he needed to calm himself so he took a few minuets of his precious time to do so. He quickly gained his wits afterward and proceeded to carry out his task. He grabbed his sniper rifle and the few rounds with it and headed out of the door.
Lucas decided to not take the elevator taking a good bet that it would be almost impossible to get down with all of the people trying to get out of the city so he took the stairs. He knew that if he was seen by the police they would have to search his permits to allow the rifle to be out with him and that would consume to much time. As he walked out of his apartment he noticed that the streets where jammed pack with all sorts of cars and he also noticed how fast a city can be ripped to shreds. People where bashing windows to get into pharmacy's and they where not just the typical gangsters trying to survive they where nice, polite, citizens going mad in the time of crisis.
Lucas shocked to see the disorder he almost missed that one little snow flake falling gentle to the ground. He was instantly filled with fear and as he soon noticed so was everyone else. Everyone in the entire city was looking in pure terror at that one snow flake. All of the sudden that one snow flake became two, three, four, and then those snowflakes became a blizzard in the matter of seconds.
He still continued to panic, and he knew he needed to calm himself so he took a few minuets of his precious time to do so. He quickly gained his wits afterward and proceeded to carry out his task. He grabbed his sniper rifle and the few rounds with it and headed out of the door.
Lucas decided to not take the elevator taking a good bet that it would be almost impossible to get down with all of the people trying to get out of the city so he took the stairs. He knew that if he was seen by the police they would have to search his permits to allow the rifle to be out with him and that would consume to much time. As he walked out of his apartment he noticed that the streets where jammed pack with all sorts of cars and he also noticed how fast a city can be ripped to shreds. People where bashing windows to get into pharmacy's and they where not just the typical gangsters trying to survive they where nice, polite, citizens going mad in the time of crisis.
Lucas shocked to see the disorder he almost missed that one little snow flake falling gentle to the ground. He was instantly filled with fear and as he soon noticed so was everyone else. Everyone in the entire city was looking in pure terror at that one snow flake. All of the sudden that one snow flake became two, three, four, and then those snowflakes became a blizzard in the matter of seconds.
Raden was stuck amongst the crowd of citizens when the blizzard hit almost instantaneously. Almost every person on the street had gone wild slaughtering each other for either supplies or weapons. He swiftly maneuvered his. Way toward and opening in the ravenous bunch. He kept through and came to the feet of a stranger that carried a large rifle and ask of supplies. When the meteorologist was explaining another ice age he mentioned animals and humans evolving into a new breed of life. These new breeds with have thicker skin or hide to survive harsh winters. He also described how certain parts would remain the same temperature as its original state.
Raden stumbled over himself as e backed away from the man with the large rifle. He whipped out a 9 millimeter pistol and aimed nervously at the man. His eyes darted from the mans gun, to the sack, then back to the gun. He was quite frantic at the moment, an apocalyptic disaster, life threading revolved animals, and a man with a large hunting rifle. Magnificent!
Raden stumbled over himself as e backed away from the man with the large rifle. He whipped out a 9 millimeter pistol and aimed nervously at the man. His eyes darted from the mans gun, to the sack, then back to the gun. He was quite frantic at the moment, an apocalyptic disaster, life threading revolved animals, and a man with a large hunting rifle. Magnificent!
((I know Hunter is a bit... OPed for this sort of RP, he was created to fight and kill demons, but I plan on nerfing him throughout the rp and spreading his wealth of technology!))
Hunter was kicking back in his house when the news came on. "Great," he spoke aloud to himself, "there goes the world." He was used to the possibility of life or the world ending, but it has never been a sure thing before. He wasn't too worried though, for his people would not leave him high and dry, they would have somewhere to go to, a safe place.
His phone beeped and he knew it was a message going out to all the Supernatural Custodians. He was right. There was a coded message on his screen, but after a few buttons it displayed a set or coordinates. The only actual words in the message said 'good luck.'
"This will take a lot more than luck," muttered Hunter to himself as he walked to where he kept his small armory. Once inside he put on his suit, it clicked into place and lit up. Next were his guns. He grabbed his pistol and pushed it into its resting place on his leg. His rifle clicked into place on his back, next to where his sword was already planted. His knife was also already in it's place running sideways in his chest armor. He gathered his healing plasma, or what was left after the last charade had left him needing a new shipment, and collected his freezedried goods, MRE's, bagged water, and nutrient shots (oh how he hated those shots, which is why he never used them). His prototype wrist rockets he had been given for an earlier mission were also taken with him, although he doubted he would need them.
The coms link showed his co workers had already left for the rally point. He would probably see them there, but he had to get through the city first. Shaking his head, the orange visor concealing his grim look from the invisible audience, Hunter packed his supplies (food, water, and ammo) into compartments in his motorcycle and started it up. Just like the veins in his sleek black armor, the fringes of the motorcycle lit up green.
"System, display SC satellite weather forecasting and set compass checkpoint for coordinates." His system complied and a small weather icon appeared in the side of his HUD, semi transparent so he could see well. A white arrow and marker also was displayed on his HUD, along with a distance calculator. "Alright, lets get rolling."
Hunter tore out of his secluded bunker of a house and down the mountain into town. What he saw was utter chaos, more than any other monster of Hell had ever caused. He tried to weave in and out but the mass of people slowed him down tremendously. Usually he would try to be hidden, but with the circumstances, he didn't even try, not that anyone gave him a second look. They were all busy frantically trying to get what they needed to survive.
Eventually the Supernatural Custodian, or Supernatural Guardian as his new title was, found his way into a clearing that had a minimal amount of chaos. An alert was sent out on the HUD and marked a spot on his visor to the left of him. There he saw the potential blood shed, one man on the ground pointing a pistol up and another with a sniper rifle. Now, as a Guardian rather than a Custodian, it was his job to also protect, and with no police here, he was the only one.
The bike engine revved to a roar and he was over there in a flash, driving right between the two men. "Hey! There's no need for this, get your supplies and go!" Despite wearing the suit and helmet, his voice was only slightly changed as it was sent out through little speakers in his helmet. He looked at one to another, trying to make sure things would remain calm.
Hunter was kicking back in his house when the news came on. "Great," he spoke aloud to himself, "there goes the world." He was used to the possibility of life or the world ending, but it has never been a sure thing before. He wasn't too worried though, for his people would not leave him high and dry, they would have somewhere to go to, a safe place.
His phone beeped and he knew it was a message going out to all the Supernatural Custodians. He was right. There was a coded message on his screen, but after a few buttons it displayed a set or coordinates. The only actual words in the message said 'good luck.'
"This will take a lot more than luck," muttered Hunter to himself as he walked to where he kept his small armory. Once inside he put on his suit, it clicked into place and lit up. Next were his guns. He grabbed his pistol and pushed it into its resting place on his leg. His rifle clicked into place on his back, next to where his sword was already planted. His knife was also already in it's place running sideways in his chest armor. He gathered his healing plasma, or what was left after the last charade had left him needing a new shipment, and collected his freezedried goods, MRE's, bagged water, and nutrient shots (oh how he hated those shots, which is why he never used them). His prototype wrist rockets he had been given for an earlier mission were also taken with him, although he doubted he would need them.
The coms link showed his co workers had already left for the rally point. He would probably see them there, but he had to get through the city first. Shaking his head, the orange visor concealing his grim look from the invisible audience, Hunter packed his supplies (food, water, and ammo) into compartments in his motorcycle and started it up. Just like the veins in his sleek black armor, the fringes of the motorcycle lit up green.
"System, display SC satellite weather forecasting and set compass checkpoint for coordinates." His system complied and a small weather icon appeared in the side of his HUD, semi transparent so he could see well. A white arrow and marker also was displayed on his HUD, along with a distance calculator. "Alright, lets get rolling."
Hunter tore out of his secluded bunker of a house and down the mountain into town. What he saw was utter chaos, more than any other monster of Hell had ever caused. He tried to weave in and out but the mass of people slowed him down tremendously. Usually he would try to be hidden, but with the circumstances, he didn't even try, not that anyone gave him a second look. They were all busy frantically trying to get what they needed to survive.
Eventually the Supernatural Custodian, or Supernatural Guardian as his new title was, found his way into a clearing that had a minimal amount of chaos. An alert was sent out on the HUD and marked a spot on his visor to the left of him. There he saw the potential blood shed, one man on the ground pointing a pistol up and another with a sniper rifle. Now, as a Guardian rather than a Custodian, it was his job to also protect, and with no police here, he was the only one.
The bike engine revved to a roar and he was over there in a flash, driving right between the two men. "Hey! There's no need for this, get your supplies and go!" Despite wearing the suit and helmet, his voice was only slightly changed as it was sent out through little speakers in his helmet. He looked at one to another, trying to make sure things would remain calm.
As soon as the peculiar man stumbled onto him and he whipped out his 9 millimeter handgun. Lucas barely showed any emotion when the man pulled out the gun. He could tell that he was scared of ether him or the high caliber hunk of metal he was carrying on his back and quiet frankly he was scared to. There was a long silence after ether one of them said anything. When Lucas was about to ask the stranger something, almost out of no where another man with a shiny black painted suit with a motorcycle ran through the middle of him and the stranger. He said "Hey! There's no need for this, get your supplies and go!" Lucas not paying any attention to the man in the suit but at the suit itself. All of Lucas's thought where around the concept of high tech. How could he get something that far into the future? " Who are you?" Was all Lucas could say at the time.
(If you guys see any flaws in my responses please tell me!
I like it when people give me constructive criticism.)
(If you guys see any flaws in my responses please tell me!
I like it when people give me constructive criticism.)
So there she sat, on an empty highway in her truck with every bit of equipment she had going " if the world is distoryed them by god im going out doing what I love!" the young blond hair storm chaser said to nobody but herself. This person, name Kiya May Long was a well known chaser who tended to put herself in the wrong place at the wrong time when chasing. Having ignored every warning about this storm she had gone out anyway. ~ Wow.. the temp is dropping fast~ she thought typing away on her laptop on a stand next to her. The chasers green eyes scanned over the radars and other readings of the storm. " A blizzard has winds that can excess of 35 mph but this one.. this is not blizzard.~ she thought closeing her laptop and pulled away turning her truck around to head back into town.
(( Hope you guys dont mind having a weather nut join you ))
(( Hope you guys dont mind having a weather nut join you ))
((Oooh that means technical terms right!? 
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Hunter looked at the man, dark orange visor concealing his features. "Doesn't really matter now does it? You two back off of each other or I'll sedate both of you." For added effect the black armored figure pulled out his pistol and pressed a button. There was a little hum as it changed from lethal to darts. "I've done it before." The gun went back and forth between the two. They had to be freezing in this blizzard. Hunter himself could see alright, his visor shielded him and his suit kept him warm.
))Hunter looked at the man, dark orange visor concealing his features. "Doesn't really matter now does it? You two back off of each other or I'll sedate both of you." For added effect the black armored figure pulled out his pistol and pressed a button. There was a little hum as it changed from lethal to darts. "I've done it before." The gun went back and forth between the two. They had to be freezing in this blizzard. Hunter himself could see alright, his visor shielded him and his suit kept him warm.
Raden was frantic he admired the man's suit, but was also terrified by him. He then brought out a second pistol from the holster from his thigh. His second pistol was intricate, but not as high tech as Hunter's. "I-I have h-heard of you p-people." His teeth were chattering together furiously. "You 'take c-care' of anything s-supernatural or a-anything you c-can understand?" He slowly stood up keeping the new gun pointed at Hunter. Raden pulled up the top of his parka and shivered as it warmed him quickly. He backed up a bit but kept both gun pointed at each person.
Raden rounded a corner then got pummeled to the ground by two men. The started to take supplies from his bag, and attempted at prying the guns of of his hands. "Get off of me!" He yelled kicking one back into a cement barrier. The other man looked back at his partner terrified. Raden head butted him the rolled out from underneath him. He quickly stood then bashed the head of this man into the concrete wall. His eye had grown gold. He fumbled around in his supplies until he found two blue pills. He shoved them into his mouth and swallowed. His eyes then turned back to a normal hazel.
Raden rounded a corner then got pummeled to the ground by two men. The started to take supplies from his bag, and attempted at prying the guns of of his hands. "Get off of me!" He yelled kicking one back into a cement barrier. The other man looked back at his partner terrified. Raden head butted him the rolled out from underneath him. He quickly stood then bashed the head of this man into the concrete wall. His eye had grown gold. He fumbled around in his supplies until he found two blue pills. He shoved them into his mouth and swallowed. His eyes then turned back to a normal hazel.
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