~ The Outcasted II ~ The Return ~ RP

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Welp, Imma start anyway.

She swerved around the corner, entering a dark alley. Two Ruger Scout rifles were in her hands, barrel facing down. Her mouth was fixed open, panting as she swerved another corner. She turned on her heel and fired her Ruger rifles endlessly, until each officer was shot twelve times - six in the heart, six in the head. She dropped the rifles, pulled a knife from the the sleeve of her tailcoat, and shoved it into one of the officers stomach, a note already on the handle:
Revenge.
Join or die.
 
The girl swung her gaze to the boxes bordering the narrow alleyway. She, taking them one by one, made a wall of boxes, then lit a match. The cardboard caught flame, and she grabbed both officers shirts and shoved them into the flame, the boxes scattering, but both of the officers corpses burned immediatly.

Sirens blared. The girl lifted her head, eyes slightly dilated. She grabbed both her rifles by the barrel, moved them so she was holding them correctly, and took off. She didn't bother to fire, they wouldn't find her anyway.
And she was gone, the alleyway still on fire, the officers burning, their mouth fixed open in a horrid, silent scream as the last of their flesh burned away.
 
Name: Joseph "Scar" Reuben
Gender: Male
Personality: Scar is a bitter, hateful, and cruel young man. He would do anything for revenge, and doesn't form many attachments. If you are lucky, he will release you after he has beaten you within an inch of your life. He makes an example of anyone who gets in his way, often strapping them onto crosses and putting them on churches or jails after he kills them. He is dark and cold, and doesn't care about anyone but himself.
Appearance: His hair is blacker than a raven, and his eyes are an eerie blood red. He is tall, around 6''7, and is about 160lbs of muscle. His features are hard and cold, and his stance is uninviting. He is not one to mess with, nor meet in a dark alley. He usually wears a black hoodie that completely hides his face, and loose black jeans with black converse.
Side (investigators or outcasted II): Outcasted
History: Unknown
Family: He is related to Jadyn and Aric, and prays everyday that they are still alive.
favorite quote: "The Darkness is like fire, burning a hole in my soul."
other: None
username: LittleLady98​
 
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In. You can RP already, I've already started. ^-^ I'll give you an opening here.

Still running, the girl found herself merely dashing through a maze of alleyways. She could care less - as long as she got away. One officer gained on her, and she swerved hard on her black, high heeled stilleto (sp?) boots and shot him square in the skull, creating a dent in his skull, and tore through his nervous system. She kicked him into the boxes, bordering the sides of the alleyway, that she kept setting on fire. His mouth parted widely open into a pitchy scream, which soon died away as his skull was left bare, his jaw fixed open.
 
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The policemen cornered her at a dead end, but she seemed not fearful. A master assassin and sniper, she stood on the tip of her stiletto boots and shot one officer, using his fallen body as a launchpad, she launched herself up several feet in the air. She was easily seen by Scar, but her face wasn't. The policemen begun to fire at her endlessly, but she avoided every bullet effortlessly and elegantly at the same time. "Tch." She grinned wickedly as she hit the ground, turning hard on the edge of her boots, firing her guns just as she turned, and shot at them until they were all dead. She then struck her last match and sent the boxes up in flames.
 
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singingchickenmomma said:
The policemen cornered her at a dead end, but she seemed not fearful. A master assassin and sniper, she stood on the tip of her stiletto boots and shot one officer, using his fallen body as a launchpad, she launched herself up several feet in the air. She was easily seen by Scar, but her face wasn't. The policemen begun to fire at her endlessly, but she avoided every bullet effortlessly and elegantly at the same time. "Tch." She grinned wickedly as she hit the ground, turning hard on the edge of her boots, firing her guns just as she turned, and shot at them until they were all dead. She then struck her last match and sent the boxes up in flames.
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