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~Branch Leader~

“𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧”

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“Obviously, I love him. He’s my Dad.”

—Robert Robertson the Third
—Currently Working As A Dispatcher
—Dog Dad
—Taller Then Most Imagine

—#DispatchRP and #MVRP

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

#𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙑𝙀𝙇𝙍𝙋 𝓧 #𝗠𝗩𝗥𝗣

(Hello! I am back again and I will get to replies when I am able to! I started up another RP account and it's a muse I have been wanting to do for a while! The legendary Doom Slayer!)

(Feel free to follow it! Don't worry! I am not going to stop roleplaying as Henry!)

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by the creatures. Whoever is controlling the Ghouls seems to most likely be hiding in that cave.

What the drones see are what seems to be a whole horde of Ghouls, maybe dozens...heading to what seems to be a cave of some sorts northwest outside of town, into the mountains. All of them seemed to be keeping up with one another...strangely neatly instead of the savage behavior usually accompanied-

he did, he had not yet noticed the person in knight armor looking on from within the crowd, too busy fretting over the fact that he was about to lose his drinking privileges for a whole month.

"Goddammit...Himeko is going to be so pissed." Henry said with a wince as he thought about how Himeko would react to this. "She's going to ban me from drinking for a month..."
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He slumped his shoulders, already preparing for what lied ahead of him when he gets back to the Astral Express. But as-

swig from the liquor bottle, finishing it in the last gulp before throwing it into a nearby trash can. That is when he finally looked away from the unconscious man and towards the bar's interior, seeing how much of a mess it was. That's when he groaned as he dragged his right hand down his face.-

once was, scowling down at the unconscious man while holding a whole bottle of liquor in his left hand.
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"All ya had to do was apologize, you dumb bastard. Or what? Mommy and Daddy didn't teach you that too along with the lack of basic manners?" The demonic warrior growled out before taking a-

symphony for the rest of the urban street, along with the sounds of thuds due to unconscious bodies hitting the wooden flooring of the building. Then...
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**CRASH!!** A burly man was sent flying outside through one of the windows of the bar. Then Henry stepped through the space where the window-

put a stop to it, got punched in the face and then it all went downhill from there, turning into a bar fight.
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From the outside of the bar, lots of noise echoed across the street which all came from the bar itself. Sounds of hits, wooden furniture breaking, and yelps of pain was played as a-

(Starter for @hangyakunokishi.bsky.social)

It all started like normal for Henry. He just walked into a bar, drank a bit of alcohol...oh, who the fuck is he kidding? He drank multiple of every type of drink on the menu. Some jackass was getting all grabby with one of the waitresses, Henry went to-

"Find the end of the story, in your own way"

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clenching and unclenching it before looking towards where Seiya might be. "Hey kid! You alright?"

(Sorry for taking so long to respond to this RP as well.)

spinning a bit before his hand shot forward, his fingers digging into the earth as his heels then crashed against the ground, digging in as well before skidding to a stop.

"Hoo...damn..." The demonic warrior breathed out as he slowly got back up to his feet, looking at his dirt covered hand,-

"GAAAAK!!" Was what escaped Henry's mouth as he was sent flying backwards due to the force of the explosion of their respective energies clashing, the shockwaves from the explosion rippling throughout the surrounding areas for hundreds of miles.
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He landed with a crash onto the grassy ground,-

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voice, genuinely what it was. "Also...time traveler?" He said with a raised brow.

(Sorry it's took so long. I genuinely do apologize.)

brown eyes before shaking his head, his gaze hardening. Now was not the time to be thinking about that. And besides...he has someone in his life that still inspires him to do better.
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"Hm...what was it about those heroes that got you inspired to be one anyways?" He asked with a curious tone in his-

"Fleet, huh?" Henry tilted his head slightly as he continued walking with Fleet to help her find her friends, as he followed the trail that he was smelling. "Well...we all have someone who inspires us, I guess. I...well, I know I had one." For a moment there, a hint of sadness flashed within his-

(Time to start this up again since I'm slowly getting back into roleplaying.)

He took out the magazine and loaded bullets into it before sliding it back into the handgun. He placed the weapon in a holster on his hip, seemingly preparing for when he might need it.

said to Lep as he then began to walk out the door, but looked behind him over his shoulder to see if he was following. "It's somewhere on the outskirts of this village."
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A blaze of hellfire blared to life within the palm of his right hand, and once the flames went away, there was a Glock 19.-

"Wherever this asshole is, it's close by. So there would be no point in bringing in a vehicle. As for defenses...I wouldn't be surprised if it's either more Ghouls or Golems or something else entirely, so stay alert. Maybe a few barriers here and there too. Shouldn't be too much trouble." Henry-

die a painful death.
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Once he was done, he walked back to go find Lep. He walked into the building he saw him in last, and that was where he found him. "I got a magical trail we can follow. Whoever was behind this slaughter was very sloppy, didn't even try covering their tracks."

Hellfire flickered within his hand as he then sent a burst of flames to the corpses, burning them to a crisp so they couldn't come back as Ghouls. His scowl deepened even more as he looked at the bodies burning...as he saw the bodies of men, women, and children burn. Whoever did this was going to-

then walked towards the center of the village, grabbing whatever body he could and hauling them over to pile them up, the stench of decay invading his enhanced sense of smell. "Whoever casted the spell to control these Ghouls...they're an amateur. Didn't even bother to hide their trace. Tsk..."
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"Oh trust me...I'm going to tear apart whoever did this. Limb from limb." Henry said as he faced away from Lep, trying to dig up more clues about this whole situation. As he spoke such venomous words, his brown eyes temporarily changed into a fiery glowing red before returning to normal.
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He-

tongue. "I sense something within it's head...must be whoever is controlling them. I can trace the magic back to whoever was controlling them."