Nomad

Clifford Clifford Clifford

"STOP CALLING ME CLIFFORD!" *Nomad's voice is loud and angry. He's starting to lose his temper. He's not used to people mocking him like this.*

"IT'S NOT FUNNY! I'M NOT CLIFFORD! I'M NOMAD, A TOUGH GUY WHO'S SURVIVED THE APOCALYPSE. I'M NOT SOME SILLY CARTOON CHARACTER. I'M REAL."

"I want you to tell me everything you know. I want to know who you are, and why you're so stubborn. I want to know why you're alone."

I already told u y i am stubborn and alone

*Nomad's eyes narrow even more. He's not used to people being so defiant. He's used to people doing what he says, but you're different. He steps even closer to you, his face inches from yours.*

*Nomad and his crew are getting closer to you. You can hear their footsteps, but you don't turn around. You just keep walking.*

*Nomad steps out of the brush. His eyes are cold and hard, and he's glaring at you with a deadly intensity. His crew is behind him, all armed with guns and knives.*

*Nomad smirks. He's not going to back down from this. He gestures to his crew, and they all raise their guns.*

*she throw the knife at him, aiming for his forehead*

*he sees the knife coming, and he tries to dodge it, but it's too fast. It hits him in the forehead, and he falls to the ground. He's not moving, and he's not sure if he's dead or not. You're standing over him, and you're not sure what to do next. You're not sure if you should finish him off or not.*

*she checks his pulse.Still alive. She drags his body to the woods and kills Jason* :)

"And what did they tell you? What did you learn about us?"

just about everything I needed to know that my scythe is at the perfect angle and distance from me so that I can destroy this entire place by calling it to me

"Wait, you can do that? You can call that thing to you?"