Anyway... I looked down at my pistol and stood up. I glanced over at a ladder and slowly advanced towards it. As i began to climb the ladder, i heard a faint scream. When i reached the roof, i scanned the area, looking for survivors or walkers. I placed my bag on the floor and searched. I found a box of supplies. In the box i noticed that there were four flares, two grenades, a flash light and a jar of peanut butter. I pulled out a flare and set it off. I tossed it onto the road below and waited, pulling out my book.
I drove around, searching for other survivors, only the corpses of unfortunate civilians littered the streets. I drove past several walkers devouring something big, it looked like a horse. After an hour or so the car i drove ran out of gas. "****!" I exclaimed while hitting the steering wheel. A loud honk rang out and i noticed that several walkers were swarming around the car. I shot the front window and crawled through. I fired my pistol at two other walkers as they attempted to climb onto the hood. I quickly rolled off the hood of the car and began to sprint down the walker infested street. I turned into a back alleyway and hid behind a giant green dumpster. I unstrapped my one-strapped backpack and pulled out my pistols bullets. I reloaded and peered over the dumpster, only one walker walked down the alleyway. I aimed at its head and fired. The walker collapsed to the floor and i laid against the dumpster, sighing.
I advanced down a narrowing road in Atlanta, Georgia, my pistol at the ready. I listened to the silence of a once bustling city. While walking, i noticed a rotten corpse laying on the hood of a grey car. I raised my gun leveled it to the corpses head, unsure if it was dead or just "sleeping". I breathed in and screwed the silencer to my pistol and fired. Blood sprayed against the cars window and i exhaled. I looked inside the car and noticed two corpses and a pair of keys in the ignition. I pulled the driver out of his seat and closed the car door. As i turned the key, the corpse next to me awoke and and grabbed my arm. I pistol whipped the corpse and opened the side door. I tossed the walker out and started the car. As i drove down the street, i turned on the radio, nothing but static played.
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Name: John Collins
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dark brown Bedhead hair, Stubble, Blue eyes, 6'4, 189 Ibs., slightly pale, wears a white zip up hoodie and dark jeans.
Personality: Sarcastic, Humorous, Brave, Charismatic, Intelligent
Inventory: 7 Water Bottles, Sleeping bag, apples, chips, bullets, pistol, book.
Back story: As an aspiring comedian, John Collins was always good at making people laugh, until the Apocalypse. Before the Apocalypse, he had tons of friends, and a girlfriend. Now they're all deceased and John is stuck roaming around Atlanta, Georgia.
Other: Nope
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Name: John Collins
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dark brown Bedhead hair, Stubble, Blue eyes, 6'4, 189 Ibs., slightly pale, wears a white zip up hoodie and dark jeans.
Personality: Sarcastic, Humorous, Brave, Charismatic, Intelligent
Inventory: 7 Water Bottles, Sleeping bag, apples, chips, bullets, pistol, book.
Back story: As an aspiring comedian, John Collins was always good at making people laugh, until the Apocalypse. Before the Apocalypse, he had tons of friends, and a girlfriend. Now they're all deceased and John is stuck roaming around Atlanta, Georgia.
Other: Nope
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I am good at making big buildings, ect...
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