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((Thanks.)) I feel the barrel of a gun poking the back of my head, Damn i thought to myself. I slowly raise my arms above my head, i didn't want to start a fight with another human being, were on the same side after all. I hear a woman's voice ask "Name, age, and supplies." Simple and quick to the point. "John, 23, Desert Eagle, Machete, Crow Bar, Food, Pain Pills." I respond, i probably forgot some supplies but i didn't care, as long as i wasn't being killed i was fine.

((Changed my mind, you can decide where you wanna be, but at some point later on, we should meet somewhere. Also, is it ok if my characters uncle is your characters father?))

I hear a shot ring out; a loud one. No screams followed it so the user knew what he or she was doing. I stood up and walked towards the window in the front, right across was an apartment with an open door, somebody must have used the shotgun to get in. I noticed several Walkers approaching the apartment door, a few came near the windows but they were no danger. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the person in the apartment but... no you know what, screw it, i'm going out there to help them. I grabbed my back pack and pistol and began pushing aside chairs and tables. I kicked open the front doors and started luring Walkers toward me. I fired at two and took a step back, i wanted to conserve ammo so i pulled out my machete and began aiming for their heads. I missed three but i didn't care. I sprinted across the street and into the apartment where i decapitated a Walkers head. I looked around for a survivor in the dark room.

How did everything turn to hell ­­so quickly, there i was finishing up a major test for my Anthropology department and suddenly the world just ends. I try thinking back to the better days, but its not so easy when tons of walkers are destroying things Luckily my uncle gave me his Desert Eagle, that pain in the ass ­was always collecting guns ­or whatever. My uncle saved my ass and i owe him big time, i wouldn't have made it five inches out of my appartment without that pistol. Wherever he is, i hope he's sitting pretty in his giant ass bomb shelter. Now that i think back to it, what happened to the rest of my family? Where they alive or dead? I didn't know, but all i knew was that i had to get out of the hell ­ hole i was currently inhabiting. I pulled out my Desert Eagle at the sound of shuffling footsteps, i didn't know if it was another survivor, but i wasn't taking chances. I peaked around the corner of the coffee shop, cups, food, and corpses littered the floor and two Walkers were shuffling around. I screwed on a silencer i found on the corpse of a soldier out on the streets and aimed at the Walkers. I shot them both in the head; it could only be in the head some survivor told me before he was mutilated by three Walkers, or at least that's what it sounded like when i left him, we didn't see eye to eye on everything.The Walkers collapsed to the floor and i exhaled, finally, shelter. I used tables, chairs, anything that was big and heavy enough to block all entrances. I laid my stuff down behind the counter and used my backpack as a pillow as i also got underneath the counter. ((Apparently you can't say the S word and F word, etc, also if someone would like to team up with me at the coffee shop, that would be great.))

((Alright we can start now, and Campor is accepted, just tell me where you want the setting, New York City, Washington D.C., or Atlanta.))

((Accepted, and ok, we might start tonight but most likely tom. at 4:00))

((Accepted, and i was inspired by Jawa's old Topic to revive it and let it thrive,))

((Set in 2012 and three months after the outbreak, robbhus your accepted))

My Character Looks like this but with a stubble...

(( Accepted ))

Name: Eric Thomas
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance: Bedhead Dark Brown Hair, Stubble, Blue Eyes, Relatively Tall, Muscular, Attractive
Personality: Dry Humor (Sarcastic Humor), Intelligent, Seductive, Charismatic
Power: Mind Reading, Master of Seduction (Makes people seduced to him when he wants), Two extra Chromosomes
Majors in: Medical, Chemistry, and Architecture
Inventory: Drug-Z 2 Bottles, Smartphone, Ear buds, 1 water bottle, 1 pack of Beef Jerky
Bio: Addicted to a Drug called ZeroMinthoes, Murdered another kid will in a fight (regrets decision)
other: Nope

((Accepted, Thank you for applying, please tell your friend's.))

((So am i accepted or not?))

Name: (Obvious) Alistair Black
Age: (13-18) 17
Sex: (Male or Female) Male
Race: (You can make up your own race with its own abilities even though you won't have your abilities for most of the RP. Just don't be OP.) Dragon Kind
Ability(ies): (Even though you won't have your abilities for the majority of the RP, don't be OP.) Clairvoyance/ Resistant skin
Side Effect: (Your ability or race doesn't have to have one) Magic, certain magics can hurt him.
Appearance: (You can use pictures) Dark Hair, Fairly tall, Muscular, Attractive
Personality: (This is one of the only parts of the App that is optional. If you wish for others to find out in the RP, go ahead and put 'To be RP'ed'.) Intelligent, Cunning, Dry Humor
Bio: (You may leave this blank if you don't like to make bios. It is recommended, though, that you atleast give some information about your character.) Never knew his parents. Made lots of trouble at other schools, but is trying to improve. Got addicted to a drug at the age of 16 and went to rehab, didn't work and still has problems with it.
Other: (Simple) Wotcha Buyin Stranger? And i'm too lazy to remove () to lazy to even spell it.

(( I'll start the game when five people join. ))