AKFHPhantom
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OOC; Hello all, this is my fist post as this account, on this board. Dont worry though, I am a decent writer, and cannot wait to be a large part of this community, and hope that I will be able to make a change for you all.
IC;
Name: John Vlakovski (Polish/American)
Age: 21 Born: Seattle Washington
Height: 6'1" Wieght: 160lbs
Eye Color: Gray blue. Hair Color: Dark brown. [Military Cut]
Attire: A black cap, a black sweatshirt, long sleeved shirt with a maroon tee over it, Faded jeans, Combat boots.
http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/database/judelaw/judelaw300.jpg
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I can't believe that my friend David that I had met earlier this year, had convinced me to spend all of my savings for "An amazing buisnees opertunity" In this frozen wasteland. So now he was stuck, no way back. The reason why I was upset, is that David was a no show, He was arrested for fraud.
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I leaned against the railing of the docks watching a ferry dock and cars roll off of the cargo bay. "Fuckin' Alaska." I cursed out quietly, rubbing frost off my light beard as I looked around. Everything was so god damn cold. I grabbed a cigar from my pocket and slid it onto the tip of my lips. I patted my coat, looking for my lighter, and then pulled it from one of my pockets, and flicked the small device, a little light emitting from the top.
I took a breath in of my cigar and kicked some of the snow around the place. I leaned back and streetched my arms, and walked down the road. After about five minutes of walking, I approached a small diner, and began to reach for the handle.
"HEEELP!"A woman screamed out.
I stopped mid way and looked up, and adjusted my black hoodie. "What the-?" I said looking down the Alley. Deeper into the alley was a man, and in his arms he was holding a woman at knife point.
"Hey!" I shouted, running toward the man. As I ran down the alley I repeated what I had shouted before. "Hey! What the hell are you doing!?"
The man looked at me, and let go of the woman and began to run of down a seperate alleyway.
"Are you Ok? Whats your name?" I asked picking the woman out of the snow.
IC;
Name: John Vlakovski (Polish/American)
Age: 21 Born: Seattle Washington
Height: 6'1" Wieght: 160lbs
Eye Color: Gray blue. Hair Color: Dark brown. [Military Cut]
Attire: A black cap, a black sweatshirt, long sleeved shirt with a maroon tee over it, Faded jeans, Combat boots.
http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/database/judelaw/judelaw300.jpg
---
I can't believe that my friend David that I had met earlier this year, had convinced me to spend all of my savings for "An amazing buisnees opertunity" In this frozen wasteland. So now he was stuck, no way back. The reason why I was upset, is that David was a no show, He was arrested for fraud.
---
I leaned against the railing of the docks watching a ferry dock and cars roll off of the cargo bay. "Fuckin' Alaska." I cursed out quietly, rubbing frost off my light beard as I looked around. Everything was so god damn cold. I grabbed a cigar from my pocket and slid it onto the tip of my lips. I patted my coat, looking for my lighter, and then pulled it from one of my pockets, and flicked the small device, a little light emitting from the top.
I took a breath in of my cigar and kicked some of the snow around the place. I leaned back and streetched my arms, and walked down the road. After about five minutes of walking, I approached a small diner, and began to reach for the handle.
"HEEELP!"A woman screamed out.
I stopped mid way and looked up, and adjusted my black hoodie. "What the-?" I said looking down the Alley. Deeper into the alley was a man, and in his arms he was holding a woman at knife point.
"Hey!" I shouted, running toward the man. As I ran down the alley I repeated what I had shouted before. "Hey! What the hell are you doing!?"
The man looked at me, and let go of the woman and began to run of down a seperate alleyway.
"Are you Ok? Whats your name?" I asked picking the woman out of the snow.
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