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Post by Jacobgoodnight on Dec 27, 2011 4:50:45 GMT -5
Characters Appearing: Jacob Goodnight and Victor Creed Time of Day: Middle of the Day Location(s): Canadian Wilderness Previous Thread Name/Info: n/a NPCs Used: one border patrol officer Plot Summary: Jacob meets another killer named Victor Creed
Jacob had been feeling a strange urge to move from his usual home, he couldn't explain it, but he had to go north. He believed that perhaps God was finally speaking to him, directing him where he needed to go in his mission to rid the world of sinners. The monstrous giant of a man took a light amount of supplies which he carried about his heavily broad shoulders, leaving his collection behind him, save for one jar that Lilith had given him. He had every intention of returning to the place he had called home for almost a year, this was just a minor trip to fulfill a task. Jacob took his time making his way towards Canada, killing a few along to way while he sustained himself on the items he had brought with him and things he could find along the way. When he finally reached the border he was met by the Canadian border patrol.
The man looked at the towering mountain of a man with a peculiar look “I need to see your passport sir,” the officer said trying to look like he wasn't as frighten as he truly was. But he had every reason to be scared, Jacob didn't any passport and he no intention of letting himself being placed in jail. In response to the command, he gave the officer a glare that probably would have killed if looks could do such a thing. “Alright sir... if you're not going to cooperate I-,” the man was cut off by a blade being brutally shoved into his throat. Jacob watched the officer dropped to the ground before he ripped the blade out, leaving a bloody mess. He used this same knife to cut out the poor man's eyes which he placed into the jar. Jacob Goodnight continued on his way through Canada. He had no idea where he was going, so the murderous man ended up wondering through the woods in search of civilization.
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Post by Victor Creed on Feb 10, 2012 0:52:39 GMT -5
The Canadian wilderness was his home. But only while he was staying in Canada at the time. Adapting is his specialty and he had to with living for over a century. Times always changing and the environment never being the same with city development. Technology always growing and expanding as well. Funny how no one would believe him being around when the first cars were being built or when the first computer came to be.
Victor Creed always came back to being out in nature though. Leaving everything behind for several hours unless needed for a job or just gathering items in town that he needs. Scenting the air, he proceeded to advanced on a lone fawn within the forest. Not caring how close he had become to the border. Keeping his breathing under control and his weight evenly distribute with each step.
Soon the fawn was in sight and he grinned with excitement. His nails lengthened as he charged at the small beast on all fours. Hands pushing him forward swiftly and launched himself in the air to come down on top of the fawn. Easily raking a hand over the neck to knock it down and twisted its head to make sure it wouldn't get away. Now all he needed to do is drag it back to where he is staying and cook it for dinner.
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Post by Jacobgoodnight on Feb 14, 2012 5:07:26 GMT -5
Jacob halted suddenly went he heard the sound of movement in the woods, but then he spotted it through the trees, it was merely a deer. He relaxed his body, shifting the bag on his broad shoulder as he started to walk off. However, his attention was suddenly forced back to where the deer was, only to see a blur of a figure pounce on the animal the way a large feline might take down a prey. The giant man sunk down to the ground, allowing his bag to fall off his shoulder to rest next to his leg. His mismatched eyes were fixed on the large predator who had taken the deer down. He hadn't a clue at first it was a man until he caught sight of the creature's face, it was indeed a man, but he was unlike any he had ever met before.
He certainly couldn't be human, humans didn't take a deer down with their bare hands. Luckily he had been down wind when Victor had been hunting, so his scent had been away from Victor's senses. Slowly he rose to his feet, peering at the unusual man with his head tilted to the side in a manner which seemed as animal-like as the mutant himself. He was curious about Victor Creed trying to figure out what this man animal was all about. Was a sinner? Did it truly matter if he wasn't exactly human? He was certainly curious to find out, so he slowly started to approach the unusual man.
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