Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160328225407/@comment-24141785-20160329190854

"You fuckin' idiot! If we stay here, we die."

I'm sorry...

"Get back in line soldier!"

For everything...

"But Gabe..."

"We never leave our own behind! We won't leave without him, and that's a fucking order!"

This was my fault!

...

Gabriel snapped out of his nightmare, grabbing the bedside table as he lurched forwards. The hauntings had started to become much more common as of late, and for the most part it was a daily issue that he had to overcome.

He made his way out of his bed, wrapping a dressing gown around him as he walked downstairs. The Neighbourhood was a very hostile and cheap place, landing him in a house that perfectly represented the place he lived. For the most part, he played off the part as being just a regular guy living in sub-par standards who landed in the wrong area. Fortunately for him, this allowed him to excel at the one thing he good at: killing. Living off his past fame was starting to become boring and meaningless, and he hoped one day to move out of the Neighbourhood.

Once he finished drinking his tea, he got himself ready and made his way out of the door - pulling his bandana over his mouth as he climbed onto his motorcycle and turned it on, racing his way towards Summerset Coffee.