Pandora's War: Borderlands RP

Tim looked over at Warren then back to Rodrick. Tim was Silent, He reach for his Pistol and stood up. He ran outside and started to Roar, He ran across the Street firing numerous times at the Bandit's oppressing Fyrestone. Tim looked around the Edge of the Runner and fired a shot at a Bandit. The Bandit dropped Dead. A Bandit came from around the Corner he seemed to have a Scoped Machine Gun, Tim moved from Cover and ran towards the Bandit, He fired a shot, but the Bandit moved. He got closer and raised his Pistol, doing a Stab like motion into the Bandit's Chin before firing. He ran behind some Metal Heaps.

More bandits came through the gate, Rodrick ran forward, putting down his launcher and pummeling anyone who got in range of his fists, he stood at the gate, bashing heads, breaking limbs, and crushing skulls until the bandits decided they had had enough and ran off.

Vanessa made a run for the Catch-a-Ride. Scattered zombies immediately turned their attention to her, some of them giving chase while others continued to munch on those they'd already killed. By the time she reached the vehicle depot and spawned a ride, they were almost on her. As she hopped into the car, the zombies were already climbing onto it. They were sent flying when she floored the gas petal.

The Siren got out of town, wondering where she should go now. Didn't seem like the locals were putting up much of a fight, so would anyplace be safe? Maybe she should just get off this rock, head home. She went towards Fyrestone where she'd first arrived.

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Name:Andraa

Age: 21

Height: 5"3'

Weight: 115lb

Class: Hunter

Pet:Lens-Hyena like thing

Weapons:
Dahl Sniper x40
Jakobs Shotgun x100 (I dunno much about guns so if I got anything wrong go ahead and slap me upside the head for it.)

Apperance: Deep burgundy hair that's short and spiked in the front, frames her face and red tipped, the back of her head her hair is arranged into dreads that are tied between her shoulders. She has slanted, thickly outlined eyes and a small pointed face with a narrow nose and thin lips. Her brows are thin and arched giving her a stern, condescending look. She wears a deep olive long tank with shorts and knee high skag leather boots. She has some extra clips fastened to her thigh with a makeshift holster and the other has a hunting knife for slicing up skags. (for dinner, you know..or defense if things get desperate) She wears arm wraps made of the same skag leather and wears her guns strapped to her back. She has a scar that carves her cheek up through her eye and into her hair line making that eye somewhat blind. Her thigh is scarred up as well from when she first began using her thigh knife and kept slicing herself up.

Personality: She loves a good gun fight, especially when she gets to pick them off with her sniper. She wears her mind on her sleeve and rarely regrets opening her mouth even when she knows she'd said something offensive. She's eccentric..a bit whacky..and she can cook a mean variety of skag meat recipes. She's very loving to Lens but usually pretty indifferent to other people. She loves a guy decorated with battle scars and who isn't afraid to express his joy in killing.

History: Her family came to Pandora for the same reason as just about everybody else. Her five brothers made their own band and ran off to find the treasure and only two remain now. When she was 15 she rebelled and began to run around with the trouble making hooligans and left her parents all together when she turned 17. After her group found their was to Skagzilla, almost every body was killed. Who ever was left scattered and either joined a new group or just quite looking for the treasure. Andraa wandered by herself for a few years but wasn't secluded in the least.