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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 2:21 pm
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Cause, you know, it's fun sometimes to go with the old cliche idea of our characters in the zombie apocalypse. So lets see who survives and who gets eated. You can start out alone or in a small group, but I'd like them to end up in one big group. Have as many characters as you want, because some of us will have to fall in battle, whether to be lunch or brain nomming monster. Aight?
Rain gave a low growl as another small group passed by, and her eyes widened as a small child wandered out. There were too many, and the kid had no chance anyway. She turned away, but the screams mingled with the gurgled moans of the undead were too much. She rushed down the hall, emptying her stomach as quietly as she could with the group so close by. Their senses were no better than anyone elses, but it was incredibly quiet, and she didn't need a horde at her door. She returned to her station at the blacked out window after a careful perimeter check, taking extra time with the hopes that they hadn't left many scraps from their impromptu snack.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 3:34 pm
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((YES! We need to do this... this is awesome! I'm glad I just randomly decided to come in here and see this. There could be special types of Zombies, and gangs of madmen. It could be similar the Comic/TV Series, 'The Walking Dead'. Everyone at some point forms into a group, and there's rebellion and power struggles all throughout. And we should figure out if we can have powers or not, because that could be cheap. That is, if you even want to use any of those ideas. But either way, please DO IT!))
Fenrir was hold up in his house ((with Briar, if she so wishes to join)) watching out his attic window. A pack had just passed though the neighborhood, some even got into his house. Luckily he pulled up the ladder, and they were unable to reach him. He had grabbed three gallons of water, and all of the canned/ready-to-eat food he could as soon as the first news story hit. He now had a good lookout over the street.
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 3:42 pm
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((Oho, Fenny, if only you knew my odd fascination with zombies. wink ))
Briar sat on Fenrir's bed and smiled. "And people thought I was weird for carrying all this around..." she said with a cheeky smile, emptying her pockets and holsters. She pulled a silver, rusted, fully-loaded handgun out of her left boot, several throwing knives from her belt, a lighter, and of course her signature switchblade. She layed them all out on the bed. "'Course, there's no can opener, but we can make due." she jested.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 4:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 4:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 6:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 6:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:16 pm
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((I'm taking that as an "I'm moving it to Active Roleplays!" whee ))
Briar blushed, not having expected that response from him. "Don't get too excited, Fenny." she said, "I'm sure we're not the only ones left yet." She kicked off her boots casually, as if it were just another day, and there weren't hundreds of zombies outside, ready to strike at any moment. She sighed and breathed in the sheets, adding, "But we've still got the house to ourselves..." She chuckled, knowing that she'd never put out so easily, but taking pleasure in taunting him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:32 pm
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