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edgy Maverick

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"Do good, Be good, Smell good"

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  1. edgy Maverick

    Sean's Journal

    Sean Fletcher and his sketches, names, etc. etc.
  2. edgy Maverick

    Pain

    Sorry about the spit tho
  3. 𝕄𝕪 𝕊𝕦𝕣𝕧𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝 "….Now, I don’t like to talk about this...but it needs to be said. I can’t bottle it up inside anymore...my dearest Aunt Anna, burn in hell. You…..LEFT me. I had to fend for myself when I was only 9 years old... No guidance, no safety, -I- had to be the adult when you were blacked out drunk, -I- had to find a way to feed us, keep the god damn roof over our heads, -I- was the only one I ha-.....you deserve nothing less than what happened to you. Do you not realize the pain and trauma you’ve caused!? I was depending on you- on YOU! You were all I had, and you left me just like my father. The only person I ever loved was my mother, and I lost her too…..you think her death didn’t effect me? You think you were the only one grieving? She may have been your sister, your best friend, but she was my everything...my world, my comfort, my safety….MY mother. You were supposed to look after me, but instead I had to look after YOU!!! Every day spent running the streets of our town, begging for food or money, and when I got older? It didn’t get any better...see while you were blacked out drunk in our fucking shit-shack, I was getting threatened, cut, nearly shot and killed on the streets trying to peddle drugs to survive. I was a drug dealer at the age of 12, trying to juggle between selling drugs and getting through fucking middle school…..getting slashed at by addicts with knives just because I was seen as the weak link, the dumb kid that was easy to steal from….until I became the 14 year old kid who cut a man’s throat open. What was I supposed to do….he tried to steal from me. THAT’S how I gained respect, THAT is how I survived, without you…..without anyone’s help. I bet you didn’t know about that….You didn’t know about any of my struggles...all of this pain, all of this suffering, and nobody to help. You were my guardian…..YOU were supposed to be the ADULT!….." ℕ𝕖𝕨 ℍ𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕫𝕠𝕟𝕤 "I need to get the hell out of this city. They're going to be looking for me when they find the body....and by then I'll be long gone. I need to go somewhere, I don't know where, but anywhere but this country. I need to go overseas....lie low for a few years, maybe start something new, something.....better. I think Russia would be a good place to go and eventually branch off from, I've always enjoyed the way Russian people speak anyway.....it's not that crazy right? Spontaneous trips were always my go-to favorite thing....but I'm real nervous...I don't even fucking speak Russian....but it's big, and I've heard Moscow is beautiful....god dammit maybe I'm just being a dumb kid....but I’ve bought a one way ticket to Moscow, and I am leaving in the morning. I want a new life, a new beginning, I want to be better....Wish me luck mom, I wish you could see how well I am doing on my own...a-and....I'm sorry..." 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 "Jesus Christ...the past years have been cold, but I'm doing the best I can...and I actually feel somewhat safe. I've gotten a job working for a man named Ivan...yes, I know...stereotypical Russian, but he's a nice fellow, when you don't think about how many people he's sold drugs to or even....killed. I've seen most of Moscow now, and I have met a lot of good....and very bad people. I haven't stopped selling drugs....it's rougher in this country but I'm used to just winging it. I'm thinking of going on holiday to a country called Chernarus in a few weeks, seeing as the infection has died down. I'm way too paranoid in this city, I feel like in every street corner or alley way there's someone that is hunting me...whether it be the authorities or rival dealers, I can't take it anymore...I need a break. I'm going to spread your ashes there mom....I've heard it's a nice place to go on holiday, and I think you'd like it.....I love you mom, I'll write to you again once I spread your ashes over that supposedly beautiful country. I'm hoping I can find peace in your absence....."
  4. @Georgia Banks @Mia @Rederaz @Humanitas_ @Longhammer @OsiViper @Krullix @Dingle @ImBlisna @Damitri @BackInNam @Buckly @Kattsura @C-J @DownhillPlagueX @Wee_L_LR @TheLamp1 @darethima @Militus @wastingdoor @MrBurke Absolutely astonishing role-play today! I have never felt so emotional in an RP situation in my life, not a single thing was off. Every single person who I RP'd with today was amazing and did excellent! I have never been apart of such a community before and I truly love all of you. There are no words, truly no words to describe the events that unfolded today. It was utter perfection and I wouldn't have wanted it to go any other way. Amazing character development and I apologize to those I missed! Do good, Be good, Smell good
  5. *Maverick would scramble for his radio in his bag as Georgia sobs in the background, fumbling the device several times before finally holding the PTT* "Old man! Thomas! Please don't do this...for the love of god you son of a bitch, you still owe me a bachelor party! You still got months left, valuable months! Please...I want to make it up to you for the things that I've do-" *Maverick chokes up as a singular shot is heard towards the outskirts of town* *He would start to break into tears, holding back as best he could* "F-fuck old man!...I fucking love you like a brother...." *Maverick, after saying this, would throw the radio across the rooftop, shattering it to pieces as he sits with his back against the guardrail, holding the back of his head as he begins to have an episode, rocking back and forth as Georgia sobs by his side, hugging him tightly, and crying into his chest*
  6. *Maverick would sit there, listening to the radio placed on a nightstand next to him, gun in hand as he sits wide awake, Georgia sleeping by his side. The rest of the group sleeping in other rooms. Maverick would pick up the radio, hesitantly holding PTT.* "I'm an honest man Johnny. And I can't say I trust you, nor do I like you, after all the things you've done to not just K.O.G., not just my wife and I, but to every group and individual as a whole. If this isn't some sort of plan you're executing trying to get us off guard, I forgive you...... Stay out of my people's lives, and we'll stay out of yours. You can keep the tooth, and the spit." *Maverick would release PTT, tossing the radio to the side, staying awake watching over Georgia as he is often unable to sleep.*
  7. +1, I hate dying from glitches in the middle of my role-play then losing all my equipment and taking 30 minutes to an hour just to get where I want to be, not to mention the time it takes to gather my equipment again. With this I believe it would be a huge benefit, there are more pros than cons in my opinion. Being able to choose from the default spawn points would be extremely helpful, especially if you implemented the NLR rule, where you couldn't respawn at the spawn point you died at!
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