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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 5:27 pm
~Victoria~"Damnit! there have to be survivors around here!"
*She was shooting zombies with her AK 47 in a building looking for survivors*
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 10:42 pm
Aoi was running when the zombies starting falling down after a sound of a gun shot. She looked up and saw a man with a M16, she smiled and ran towards the building. She got to the door but it was locked, She banged on the door with his fist "Let me in! Please!" She screamed as the zombies inched towards her. Sweat was running down her face, smearing the blood that was on her cheek. She wanted to kick the door down but she would break it. "Please, help me!" She started to cry as the zombies inched ever so close to her
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:00 pm
"oops" Dustin had forgot that he had locked the front door of the building. he ran to the roof door and went down the stairs. he immediately raced to the closet apartment and found the speaker box. the apartment was on of those with caged off entrances that can only be unlocked by someone inside the apartments. he pushed the button and a loud buzz rang out and the cage door unlocked. then his voice chimed in through the speaker box. "hurry get in quickly and make sure you close the door behind you. they can't break through the gate's metal and I made sure the building was clear so your almost safe....." he smiled a bit and his voice became much gentler and reassuring "your going to make it through this don't worry"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:03 pm
*Victoria ran towards the door where she was hearing "Help!"*
*SHe quickly opened it up and pulled her in and quickly shut it* ~Victoria~"Ah, I knew there was a survivor here!"
*She shot the last zombie who came through the same window as her*
~Victoria~"I'm going to need to repatch that window." *Victoria lit a cig*
~Victoria~"Are you the one who laid the traps everywhere?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:11 pm
Dustin heard the slam of the door and let out a sigh of relief "thank goodness" he walked down the stairs to the first floor and was surprised to see not one, but two girls present. "oh hello there. I didn't see you near the gate." he said to the new girl "oh well I guess thats better in the long run. more survivors here means a higher chance of ther being survivors other places in the city. and I was just about to give up here to" he started walking back upstairs and motioned for them to follow "come on its not safe down on this floor, we can talk more on the roof"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:16 pm
~Victoria~"You must be the one who set all those traps then."
*As they both started to follow him*
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:24 pm
Dustin chuckled a bit nervously "yeah just a precaution, sorry if you had any trouble with them" as the got onto the second floor he locked the thick metal door connecting the staircase to the first floor. luckily for him instead of having one central stair case the building had a differen't stair case on each floor which meant he could seal off differen't sections if he need to. "all right we should be pretty much safe for the moment and since its better to make as little noise as possible we should stay inside if we're going to talk. dustin quickly glanced through the apartments trying to find one that wasn't splattered in blood. once he found a clean one he ushered them in and pulled up a chair for himself from a nearby table "so I guess introductions are in order. would any of you like to go first?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:31 pm
~Victoria put out her cigerette~"I guess I will go. My name is Victoria Sperry. I'm a doctor trying to look for a cure or at least a way to prevent this virus from spreading. Right now I'm working on collecting survivors but as far as that goes I haven't had much luck. How about yourself? Who are you?
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:39 pm
Dustin nodded "good doctors are really hard to come by now a days. well I'm Dustin Jacobs, age 15. my family has allways been heavily involved in the military so I've had basic guns and survival training and....." he kinda blushed for a momment "....since I'm kinda a nerd I knew alot about zombies before the outbreak so I've done pretty well for myself, I usually travel to places and try to help them set up small camps or settlements so people can survive out here. I was scouting here but the only un-undead people I've seen so far are you two"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:51 pm
~Victoria~"Ah so you're a video game nerd. well i definitely think there are more survivors in this city but yes you two are the only survivors I have encountered. The only safe place I know of is my own manor where my lab is. so I'm trying to gather as many people as possible, I have plenty food supply and room. I also want others to help me find some way to end this virus."
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:19 am
Username: Shanice_rocks Character name: Ichigo naito Age: 15 Gender and Orientation: Female… Bisexual. not zombies though, the flesh melting.. and rotting.. turn off! Bio: Ichigo has always had a bitter sense of humour since she was born and instantly put of for adoption. Her mother was only fifteen though so it made sense. One day the orphanage was shut down and she was left alone. a old greasy mafia man had taken her in as a drug mule. Rather soon he saw Ichigo as a bigger advantage. since she was beautiful, brilliant, agile, and a b***h at heart. Since no one loved her right? So she would act as anything, such as co-workers or business owners or anything really. just to get her cut in the money. if she didn't get paid. she'd be a pick pocket or a street fighter for money. Learning from her enemies how they punched harder, moved faster.. even learning karate from some of them. But now that her mafia father died from her own blade after being infected. she's alone.. wandering streets, killing anything she sees. hoping to find someone soon. oh and P.S. she may look sweet but she packs one hell of a punch Weapons: Her array of butter fly and throwing knives. A small katana she won from a gambling match. a few manuals too make bombs from her old cartel days and two hand guns with a fare share of ammo. AND Her own bloody knuckles. Appearance:
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:28 am
Kuwa saw everyone going in he ran over the roofs as the zombies destroyed all traps eventually he got to the roof where to other people where he puts his 50 cal sniper in his back and took a grenade he ran over the roof and leaped towards the other roof he droped the grenade as he got over the zombie crowd he almost fel down but hung into the roof ''a little help please'' he yelled as the grenade exploded and blood and pieces of zombies flew all over the place
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:37 am
(Can I post or do I need to be accepted?))
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 4:59 am
shanice_rocks (Can I post or do I need to be accepted?)) (yea just start ur char sounds rawrish xD)
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:04 am
Fights, money, greed, why...Ichigo Naito Ichigo Hastily walked down the street. Her eyes filled with the need to kill but her body acted fragile, weak. Only to draw in the enemies. The ones who infected her leader, her boss, her father. The first chance she got to kill one that came at her. "Come on big boy, try me" The rotten monster made her choke from the stench. Her foot pivetting around though, pulling a flip-knife from her back pocket and injecting it's sharp edge into the front of the monsters skull. "Is that all you've got? Dispicable" Realizing he was the only infected on there. she removed the blade, wiping and disinfecting it. Running ahead, almost sprinting. Her breath becoming dry and cracked. Ichigo looked up to see a man hanging on the roof top. Staring at the crowd of the last remaining infected. Pulling her hand gun from her side puches, like her favorite game "tomb raider" firing at the remaining infected. Leaving one behind to leap up and upon his head and landed on the roof, nearly tripping. Firing at his skull after. Looking towards Kuwa. Offering her hand in help. "Need a lift bub?"
Am I no longer ashamed of them... but afraid of love
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