I stand up from the couch and walk into the hallway to the door to what once was my room. I knocked, hoping that i could talk to these new additions, just so i can trust them.
After a few minutes of uneasy silence, I step back out of my car. Looking around, I spot only a measly three walkers, give or take. I stealthily sneak around the broken-down vehicles until I see a military outpost about a mile away. I start walking towards it.
JAMES:
"You.. really... think I can... grab that?" I said shakily. I was still trying to forget about the pain.
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(the only one in the room is Kate. Chris, is still at the window, seemingly asleep)
"Finally tired Chris?", Kate said as she opened the door, and did a double take when she realized it was Jesse."Sorry, I thought it was Chris finally going to sleep properly... You needed something?"
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Before Barzn can land another punch on the stranger's face, I smack his hand down with my arm. And then I hit him with the other arm, making sure it hurt. " I'm stand here.. with seared hands, and all.. you can do... is fight?" I say, clearly irritated. I seem to have lost my sense of pain again, because I also grab the (man or woman's) hand before (he or she) can hit Barzn. " Sh*t, ouch.'
ALEX:
I arrive at the base, looking around for any MRE's or weaponry. Finding nothing, I sigh, awaiting another opportunity to sleep.
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Kate sighed as she opened the door. She looked past Jesse shoulder, and looked at Chris, who was still staring out the window. Muttering something about 'constantly brooding', she moved aside to let Jesse in.
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"Thanks." I said entering the room. I grabbed my stuff and quickly exited the room. I thought about what Katie said before i entered, how she was complaining about Chris not getting sleep. "Hey, do you want me to get Chris?" I asked turning back to her.
" You drop that over the edge you can kiss your sorry as* goodbye." I say, clearly angered. " Besides, rivalry in a zombie-infested world? Don't you think that kind of stupid?" I reason with the man. Motioning to Barzn to bull out his revolver, I start slowly stepping towards the man.
name: sawyer (but mostly referred to as "doc")
gender: male
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi-long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: kind, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
machete
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (zombie antiseptic, syringe, bandages, stitches, antibiotics, pain killer)
bowie knife
5 mags. glock ammo
biography: iraq war vet. medic in war. created zombie antiseptic that when injected into bite wound will kill the zombie virus (does not turn zombies back into humans)
other: TV, walker
name: "doc"
gender: male
age: 15
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: nice, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
5 mags ammo
machete
bowie knife
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, stitches)
bio:iraq war vet. who just landed his plane a week before the infection. he was a medic in the war
name: "doc"
gender: male
age: 15
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: nice, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
5 mags ammo
machete
bowie knife
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, stitches)
bio:iraq war vet. who just landed his plane a week before the infection. he was a medic in the war
other:tv, walker
name: "doc"
gender: male
age: 15
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: nice, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
5 mags ammo
machete
bowie knife
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, stitches)
bio:iraq war vet. who just landed his plane a week before the infection. he was a medic in the war
other:tv, walker
((Thats probably the worst bio I've ever seen. Even though ima mod, I'm not sure if I want ot accept that. I'll leave the task to Funky or Fallout.))
Shana's eyes shot open. Another nightmare.She ghasped for air as she sat down on the side of the bed. "W- Why..." Se put on a morning-coat and walked out of the room. She walked in a slow phase down the stairs to the main floor. She ignored the guy sitting there (as far as I can remember, Kimi's male character was sitting downstairs) and walked over to a drawer. She pulled it open. She picked up a rather flat box on the size of a chessboard. She walked over to the couch and opened it. As it was open there was a picture of the human body on the top and a set of about 20 long needles in the bottomn of the box. She took off the coat and started to slowly slide one of the long needles into her skin after the other, mainly arround her shoulders and at her hands.
If you see me on this site, it's probably because I'm not particularly interested in it. Or I may be slightly intoxicated, though probably you won't see me here.
name: "doc"
gender: male
age: 15
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: nice, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
5 mags ammo
machete
bowie knife
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, stitches)
bio:iraq war vet. who just landed his plane a week before the infection. he went to walmart to get all his supplies the first chance he got. he shot and killed three zombies before being rescued by the group of the survivors. he was a medic in the war and he saved 13 lives in his experience in the military. long story short... hes a good guy to have around.
other:tv, walker
Appearance:(Include either a photo or Description)Rey had dark brown hair bordering on black. He is relatively handsome, with a small build and a small amount of extra weight. He has blue eyes, a great grin (smiling is a habit broken by braces long since removed), and is almost always seen wearing a collared, casual shirt and some skinny(-ish) jeans.
Personality: Rey has always been a bit brighter than his peers. This may have been due either to a love of reading or the fact that he can retain the information he's read well. Regardless, he is almost universally liked, being kind to everyone, humble about his talents he has (athleticism not being one of them), and generally a great guy. He is a bit of an introvert, but he definitely enjoys company.
Biography: Just finishing up a major in computer science when the apocalypse hit, Rey was looking forward to a career turning the world into a better, more pixelized place. Coming from a great family in a good home, Rey was able to go through high school with minimal drama. Private schooling may have been a part of that, but it was grades and learning that Reynak was chiefly focused in. He was thrilled to get a spot in a top college, and several years later, he's weeks away from graduation - when the walkers start coming.
Inventory:(10 items or less) A smart phone with a luckily downloaded wilderness survival guide app, complete with a map of the country and a satellite connection; a solar charger for said smart phone (Rey had been planning to go camping with friends, and of course the phone was coming); two water bottles; a box of granola bars; a few cans of soup; a 9mm pistol (thank god he had had one), plus several magazines for it; and a small first aid kit.
Other: Nada.
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Christianity in a nutshell: We have all sinned, so we deserve eternity in hell. But God (God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit) loved us so much he sent His Son to die for us, to take the punishment meant for us. All we need to do is accept it, and we have heaven headed our way.
((Accepted both, i need more players, thought this forum was dying, so i need to gather as many as i can. If there are issues between you two, please message me.))
((Actually, only phantom, i skimmed jalen's. Sorry Jalen, it's not personal.))
Rey snapped up from his huddle under the awning. He thought he had heard something. After listening tensely for several moments, he calmed down and resumed his position, hugging his knees.
He wasn't sure how long it had been since that first day, looking out his dorm window and seeing one of those... things. At first he didn't know what to think of it, but then it started biting people. And they became one of those walker things too. Rey ran away, hopping in his car and driving 'till it ran out of gas. He saw the occasional walker here and there on the side of the road, and the car spluttered to a stop before he thought he had gotten away from them all. He was right. The things were definitely still there. They weren't everywhere, but you still had to move with caution. One loud noise, and they were everywhere. He had learned this when a series of gunshots rang out one day. He didn't know how long ago; he had long since lost track of time. A nearby walker that Rey was trying to get around had perked up at the shots, and ran towards the sound. Rey heard screams follow soon after.
Now, Rey was in a pretty desperate situation. He didn't have much food left in the backpack he'd found, and water was also running low. He sighed. The area in which he was now he had already searched, and he had to move on. Shame, because there seemed to be far fewer walkers here. Oh well. Rey climbed on to his bicycle (again, scavenged, with a twisted handlebar and more spokes gone than there) and pedaled in an unexplored direction.
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Christianity in a nutshell: We have all sinned, so we deserve eternity in hell. But God (God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit) loved us so much he sent His Son to die for us, to take the punishment meant for us. All we need to do is accept it, and we have heaven headed our way.
((LOL, Did you delete Jalens rage or did the forum do it because of the swearing? Regardless, I read it through the subscribe thing., amazing. So, what happened to the biker guys with the zombies surrounding the dudes. Cause it seems like they just dropped off the world, or I missed it.))
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"The problem with internet quotes is that you can never tell if they are fake or not." - Abraham Lincoln
After a few minutes of uneasy silence, I step back out of my car. Looking around, I spot only a measly three walkers, give or take. I stealthily sneak around the broken-down vehicles until I see a military outpost about a mile away. I start walking towards it.
JAMES:
"You.. really... think I can... grab that?" I said shakily. I was still trying to forget about the pain.
(Sorry, just had to do that.)
"Finally tired Chris?", Kate said as she opened the door, and did a double take when she realized it was Jesse."Sorry, I thought it was Chris finally going to sleep properly... You needed something?"
Before Barzn can land another punch on the stranger's face, I smack his hand down with my arm. And then I hit him with the other arm, making sure it hurt. " I'm stand here.. with seared hands, and all.. you can do... is fight?" I say, clearly irritated. I seem to have lost my sense of pain again, because I also grab the (man or woman's) hand before (he or she) can hit Barzn. " Sh*t, ouch.'
ALEX:
I arrive at the base, looking around for any MRE's or weaponry. Finding nothing, I sigh, awaiting another opportunity to sleep.
" You drop that over the edge you can kiss your sorry as* goodbye." I say, clearly angered. " Besides, rivalry in a zombie-infested world? Don't you think that kind of stupid?" I reason with the man. Motioning to Barzn to bull out his revolver, I start slowly stepping towards the man.
gender: male
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi-long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: kind, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
machete
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (zombie antiseptic, syringe, bandages, stitches, antibiotics, pain killer)
bowie knife
5 mags. glock ammo
biography: iraq war vet. medic in war. created zombie antiseptic that when injected into bite wound will kill the zombie virus (does not turn zombies back into humans)
other: TV, walker
gender: male
age: 15
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: nice, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
5 mags ammo
machete
bowie knife
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, stitches)
bio:iraq war vet. who just landed his plane a week before the infection. he was a medic in the war
gender: male
age: 15
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: nice, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
5 mags ammo
machete
bowie knife
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, stitches)
bio:iraq war vet. who just landed his plane a week before the infection. he was a medic in the war
other:tv, walker
((Thats probably the worst bio I've ever seen. Even though ima mod, I'm not sure if I want ot accept that. I'll leave the task to Funky or Fallout.))
Shana's eyes shot open. Another nightmare.She ghasped for air as she sat down on the side of the bed. "W- Why..." Se put on a morning-coat and walked out of the room. She walked in a slow phase down the stairs to the main floor. She ignored the guy sitting there (as far as I can remember, Kimi's male character was sitting downstairs) and walked over to a drawer. She pulled it open. She picked up a rather flat box on the size of a chessboard. She walked over to the couch and opened it. As it was open there was a picture of the human body on the top and a set of about 20 long needles in the bottomn of the box. She took off the coat and started to slowly slide one of the long needles into her skin after the other, mainly arround her shoulders and at her hands.
gender: male
age: 15
appearence: i look like sam from supernatural (shaggy semi long black hair, brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown eyes)
personality: nice, helpful, prepared for any situation
inventory:
.9 glock
5 mags ammo
machete
bowie knife
swiss army knife
backpack
1 gal. of water
10 energy bars
nylon rope
first aid kit (antibiotics, pain killers, bandages, stitches)
bio:iraq war vet. who just landed his plane a week before the infection. he went to walmart to get all his supplies the first chance he got. he shot and killed three zombies before being rescued by the group of the survivors. he was a medic in the war and he saved 13 lives in his experience in the military. long story short... hes a good guy to have around.
other:tv, walker
Age:(13-50) 24
Gender:(Male/Female) Male
Appearance:(Include either a photo or Description) Rey had dark brown hair bordering on black. He is relatively handsome, with a small build and a small amount of extra weight. He has blue eyes, a great grin (smiling is a habit broken by braces long since removed), and is almost always seen wearing a collared, casual shirt and some skinny(-ish) jeans.
Personality: Rey has always been a bit brighter than his peers. This may have been due either to a love of reading or the fact that he can retain the information he's read well. Regardless, he is almost universally liked, being kind to everyone, humble about his talents he has (athleticism not being one of them), and generally a great guy. He is a bit of an introvert, but he definitely enjoys company.
Biography: Just finishing up a major in computer science when the apocalypse hit, Rey was looking forward to a career turning the world into a better, more pixelized place. Coming from a great family in a good home, Rey was able to go through high school with minimal drama. Private schooling may have been a part of that, but it was grades and learning that Reynak was chiefly focused in. He was thrilled to get a spot in a top college, and several years later, he's weeks away from graduation - when the walkers start coming.
Inventory:(10 items or less) A smart phone with a luckily downloaded wilderness survival guide app, complete with a map of the country and a satellite connection; a solar charger for said smart phone (Rey had been planning to go camping with friends, and of course the phone was coming); two water bottles; a box of granola bars; a few cans of soup; a 9mm pistol (thank god he had had one), plus several magazines for it; and a small first aid kit.
Other: Nada.
((Accepted both, i need more players, thought this forum was dying, so i need to gather as many as i can. If there are issues between you two, please message me.))((Actually, only phantom, i skimmed jalen's. Sorry Jalen, it's not personal.))
He wasn't sure how long it had been since that first day, looking out his dorm window and seeing one of those... things. At first he didn't know what to think of it, but then it started biting people. And they became one of those walker things too. Rey ran away, hopping in his car and driving 'till it ran out of gas. He saw the occasional walker here and there on the side of the road, and the car spluttered to a stop before he thought he had gotten away from them all. He was right. The things were definitely still there. They weren't everywhere, but you still had to move with caution. One loud noise, and they were everywhere. He had learned this when a series of gunshots rang out one day. He didn't know how long ago; he had long since lost track of time. A nearby walker that Rey was trying to get around had perked up at the shots, and ran towards the sound. Rey heard screams follow soon after.
Now, Rey was in a pretty desperate situation. He didn't have much food left in the backpack he'd found, and water was also running low. He sighed. The area in which he was now he had already searched, and he had to move on. Shame, because there seemed to be far fewer walkers here. Oh well. Rey climbed on to his bicycle (again, scavenged, with a twisted handlebar and more spokes gone than there) and pedaled in an unexplored direction.
I snatched the blade and gave it to Barzn. " Agreed, that was a very BIG fuc* up there." I spit on the ground.