Name: Yuri Age: 32 Gender: Male Skill: GunWorks (Knows how any and all guns work, and can field strip them in seconds) Likes: Guns, Weapons Dislikes: People Gear: I.M.I Galil .223, and a trench knife Appearance: Dark red hair that fades into black, and wears a normal suit, as if he's a buisnessman
Last thing before I'm done here, it's not just your name, that's being concieted, other people can have a name, it's just that, a name, it doesn't matter.
We're a brand new Faction, kinda, it's been around, but still sucks, if you'd be interested in joining, give a rundown of your stats, what you could bring to the team, etc. Thanks!
Yuri walks in, looking around the tavern. Definitely looking for someone. "Wood? Ya here?" He waited for a response, it had been... Years? Since he'd seen the owner of this Tavern.
Yuri was already drinking a few Beers, "Hey, whatever happened to Pine, Wood?" He wasn't exactly there when Pine had last shown up, nor, at least he doesn't think he was...
Name: Yuri Age: 32 Gender: Male Skill: GunWorks (Knows how any and all guns work, and can field strip them in seconds) Likes: Guns, Weapons Dislikes: People Gear: I.M.I Galil .223, and a trench knife Appearance: Dark red hair that fades into black, and wears a normal suit, as if he's a buisnessman
Yuri went up to woods, I've got the smoker done, and just because, why not, I put in other things like a blacktop, and a normal propane grill, also, the smoker uses wood pellets
Yuri came out from working relentlessly on the smoker as he had been, grabbing his rifle, "Goddamnit!" He opened fire on the truck, and as he did, he ran over to Yazi "Got any performance enhancing drugs on ya Yazi?"
Yuri was out back, as Wood as requested, making the smoker. Wood was already a damn good cook, so he could only imagine what he could do if he smoked something along the lines of pulled pork or White chicken
"Torn city is a corrupt, murderous hell hole anyway. even with you, this is torncity goddamnit, it will always be the same, just a place where there are no rules, and no peace." Yuri started to get angry at this
Yuri sat down in one of the booths, panting a bit, the gunshot wound hurt like sin itself, but he started to sterilize it with alcohol, and clean it out, to make sure it wouldn't get infected, before wrapping it
Yuri slowly got up, he couldn't feel his arm, but the pain had gone at the very least, thanks to Yazi, "I swear to god, I always get shot in the arm. Every. goddamn. time." he tried to roll his shoulder, and slowly but surely succeeded
Yuri looked at Wood, before popping up from cover once more, but as he took a few shots, he killed a few, but ended up getting shot in the shoulder, and screamed in pain "F***!" He fell onto the ground, and crawled back behind the bar itself "What the hell...." He grabbed a bottle of booze, got a newspaper, and lit it with his vintage lighter, throwing it at the juggernaut, but having used his good arm, while also ahving been shot it in, made it hurt worse, and go temporarily limp
"WHAT THE F**K" Yuri yelled out "I Thought we killed pine, or destroyed his line of responders at least!" Yuri gritted his teeth, popping up out of cover, and firing through his enfield, making fairly decent shots.
"Just 12 hours of peace is good enough, but here's to the peace" He said with a smile, taking a small drink. Yuri looked around anxiously.
"By the way, I have a legitimate phobia of people being behind me, so try no to sneak up on me." he mentioned, before changing the subject "So, what are the plans for this tavern?"
"Any of y'all need any ammunition? I'm more refering to things like incendiary, armor piercing, and that sort, I usually go with armor piercing." Yuri asked in a calm tone of voice "I don't know wood all that well, but he seems like a good guy, and we need more of that around here, I have no idea what's been happening, but I'll protect this place with every fiber of my being." He explained, "So, who are these "brotherhood" guys?"
"What the hell happened after I passed out?" He cautiously asked, surprised that wahtever had done it, didn't murder him, wether on purpose, or by accident
Yuri had eventually woken up in the morning, looking around, seeing that the Tavern was barred up, windows covered, the door barred, he got up, his head pounding "goddamnnnnnnnnn..." He moaned in anguish. He got up, cracked his neck, and his back, and walked up to his room, getting in and outta the shower, changing into some clothes that didn't smell like alcohol, and holstered his Qsz. He then walked back down to the bar itself
Yuri had gotten quite a few green stouts in him, so once he actually wanted to go to bed, he just got up, stumbled, and passed out on the ground, he may or may not have an alcohol problem from time to time
Yuri, after a few drinks, got up, looked around again, "Yeah, this place could use a little more atmosphere when you think about it...", "Hey wood, anything else specific you want for your Tavern to make it more pleasant? like some kinda fireplace or something?"