Future New York

[Armalite_]

The coyote raised his eyebrows and sat back in the chair, pressing his boot against the edge of the table in front of him. "We blow them up. Obviously we can't just run in and shoot them. We don't have enough men to steal even half the convoy." He pressed his cigarette out in the bowl and exhaled his last plume through his words. "We kill all of them and destroy their establishments."

His attention was cut off by a radio report heard from the back of the room. A riot in the next district had gotten out of hand. Spike smirked and shook his head. Ignoring the radio broadcast he spoke, "If you're wondering what's next..." He stopped and pulled out a small black device attached to a brown brick of plastic taped to a large amount of rusty nails pressed in the top.  "We'll need more of these." He said, dropping the homemade bomb down on the coffee table next to the cigarette bowl. It landed with a heavy thud against the wood.

The coyote looked around the room and looked back at John. "We'll need a kitchen if we're to start right away but I doubt you have half the chemicals we need." He looked out the window.

"We'll need to head out into the district of the riot and steal what we need from downtown to save time. Let's go." He said, standing up and walking out the door.

[Kitane Blackfyre]

As the soldiers fell, she looked around for a moment, her breathing heavy and blood oozing from a gash under her left eye. Hacking blood into the ground, she fell forward and blacked out, arms tied behind her back.

[LostLupus]

After few minutes Alex arrived to Hikari. Wolf kneels next to her and frees her paws before lifting the lion on his shoulder and disapearing to dark alley away from doomed riot. Wolf takes her to abandoned aparment and lays her on bed before patching her up then setting his rifle next to window and looking outside, guarding her until she wakes up

[JohnnyP789]

John Smiled maniacally at the bomb and chuckled," you.... I have at least 5 blocks of military grade C4, But I never had a chance to use them." He grinned and stood up, getting a piece of paper, and writing something down, and sliding it under Kat's door. It read," When you wake up, feel free to get something to drink and eat, we will be back, in a few." He nodded and walked out behind spike," alright, lets.." He looked at the alleyway, and he saw man carrying a women, the man carrying a gun and the women bleeding, looking like she just got beat. He watched the man carry the woman away and he looked at spike," What do you think... should we follow?"

(surprise me bro, Do anything, I'm leaving this one in your hands. make it interesting. )

[Kitane Blackfyre]

Hikari twitched and writhed where she lay, the recent events replaying across her unconscious mind. In the process of her beating, the eye patch had been knocked askew, the black of her empty eye socket showing slightly. A strange flash of red shows for a second before fading back into the depths of her eye.

[furrygirl123]

(might i be able to join, and do we have to describe our characters if we do?)

[LostLupus]

Once Alex was sure they no one followed them he pulled out a Esbit stove, some water and pot from wooden box at floor and soon he was warming up a MRE pack in boiling water. Wolf walks next to Hikari and slides the eye patch back to its place

[KittKat chunky~]

In the bedroom Kat slept curled up on the bed, her back to the wall, the once clean white sheets were now smeared with blood and grime. As the piece of paper slid under the door an ear flicked up from her unconscious figure and one unnaturally bright blue eye fixed on the doorway as John's footsteps receded away down the hall. With clenched teeth she slid off the bed, lurching across the room to grab the paper as pain flared dully in her arm the morphine muffled everything to a soft buzz. For several seconds she stared at the paper, then slowly opened the door, eyes flicking down the hallway, ears up and twitching.




The kitchen was alien, strange and nothing like the military-style feeding at the NC base. Wincing with every pain-flaring step Kat made her way around the room, opening cupboards and drawers. Everything was stocked with canned food, non-perishables, bottled water. She tore into a packet of dried meat, tearing at it with her teeth until the plastic gave way and she wolfed down the food within. Quickly she tore open another, gulping it down like an animal worried its prey would be stolen. Despite this she picked the food carefully, high in protein to help replace blood lost, large water intake, salt and sugars. Between every bite her eyes flicked again to the kitchen door, one hand resting on the second blade she still had hidden in the thigh of her flightsuit.

[Kitane Blackfyre]

A strange, gutteral growl seems to emit from her body, but not of Hikari's doing. As it stood, she was out like a light and had no way of making such a noise. She gave a final twitch and a couple murmurs before rolling onto her side and curling up slightly with a groan of pain.

[Armalite_]

"Good, the C4 will help." He said as he made his way down the steps and into the street.

He'd noticed the two figures in the alley as soon as John had. He immediately turned to John and grabbed him by the arm, quickly pulling him over to the cover of a nearby dumpster to hide from view. He gripped his rifle and peered over the top. Seeing nothing, he crouched back down and looked at his companion. "She isn't our concern...but...I guess we can check it out." He admitted after having his curiosity and suspicions get the better of him. "Follow me and stay close." He whispered.

The coyote slinked over to the wall across from their position. He peered around the corner and watched as they disappeared into one of the rotting and condemned buildings of old New York, "the end of an era..." Spike thought to himself as his eyes scanned the alley for any more people or entrances. He looked back at John, gesturing at him to follow.

Spike found an old wooden fire exit door off to the side of the same building they entered. With a forceful kick, the door swung open to the pitch-black hallway. Taking the first step inside, all noise had been muted. Spike turned the tactical light on his rifle and cocked the breech back, pointing the barrel in the direction of what needed light and prepared himself to open fire.

As he crept along the long hallway and finding nothing out of the ordinary, he was about to give up his search when a distant thud interrupted his steps. He froze, his ears poking up to scan for any noises yet again. He sniffed the musty air for anything usual. Again, nothing.

"Did you hear that?" His words were barely audible to John. Spike had merely been moving his lips as he looked back. He took another step forward. His pounding heartbeat was louder than his boots against the floor. Finally, he called out into the black abyss.

"HELLO!? IS ANYONE THERE?" The silence was broken as his voice echoed on down the dark hallways and empty rooms. Again, he listened for a response. There was nothing but silence. He continued on for sometime, hoping to find any evidence of those they'd followed inside but had turned up nothing.

Spike's curiosity was beginning to be replaced by frustration and mild agitation. He turned back to John, "I'm starting to think we should just--" His word were cut off by another noise. It was the sound of pain. The coyote listened again.

Low groans and growls had resonated through the paint-peeling walls. Spike quickly pressed his ear to the wall nearest the door on his right. Confirming the positions of those behind the wall, he quickly looked back at John. He stepped away from the door and pointed at it's frame gesturing that they break it in...and quickly.

He positioned himself to the right of the door to charge inside after John kicked it in. "Do it." He whispered.

[JohnnyP789]

John Followed spike, his pistols drawn and his eyes moving and alert. When they walked into the building, he heard the moaning, and he looked at spike, and nodded, walking up to the door and in one swift movement, kicked the door open and immediately moved over to the left, and putting his back against the wall, and watched as spike ran in. Once he ran in, he followed, his pistol moving in every area that he could move it in, making sure that the area they were in was cleared of any threat until he moved on to the next room.

(very good my friend. I like it. keep going. and sorry for the wait, It turned into a electronic problem, to me being busy.)

[furrygirl123]

(um, i signed up on the future new york(ooc) does that mean that im signed up here?)

[JohnnyP789]

Yes It does. If you have any questions, pm me or kit, or ask them in the OOC. ))

[furrygirl123]

(awsome)
"a shadowy figure jumps from building to building, looking for something fun to do"

[KittKat chunky~]

Kat licked her fingers carefully, the shredded remains of food packets littered over the kitchen table. She drank deeply from a bottle of water, cupped a handful of capsules, threw back her head and swallowed with a grimace. Breathing heavily she massaged her temple with her one good arm, the other held awkwardly against her chest, she wondered how the long the two would be gone.


Glancing warily from the door to the windows Kat stood and limped to the sink. Leaning over it she turned both taps to full, the water rushing into the steel basin. Grimacing again she tore open the clasp at her neck and, with a hiss of pain, she started to peel away her blackened flight suit from her shoulders. The white and black material pulled away to reveal grey fur, matted with blood where the suit had torn. She set to work cleaning her wounds, wincing with pain as the water ran red in the sink.