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Post by ‹Azurai› on Aug 15, 2014 16:17:51 GMT
"Carson." Shayla's demanding voice broke into Carson's thoughts and he opened his dark blue eyes and looked at his little sister. He didn't speak, as usual, and he waited for her to say what she needed to say. "I want to move on. Can we hurry up and go? The zombies got closer last night and I swear I heard one scrape against the door." Her tone changed from cold and uncaring, to soft and pleading and Carson closed his eyes again without a word. Carson was 21, male, and tall with a slender build and dyed blue hair. He was currently sitting in an old rocking chair in the mansion where they had made their home for the past four days of their aimless wandering, and he seemed content here. Shayla, on the other hand, was restless and snappy. The usual for the 16-year-old girl who's personality was like a fighting dog due to her unexpected actions and words. The two of them were brother and sister and they rarely mingled with other people. If they saw a person, they would try and go past unnoticed. That was the way they lived. In the shadows of human kind. That's the way it was and always will be for the duo.
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Post by Ansthenic on Aug 16, 2014 16:24:03 GMT
The sound of sneakers shuffling along the ground resonated in the air, though the shuffling wasn't from a zombie. It was actually the trudging of a very tired girl. Lianne was a 19 year old girl that had had enough of the apocalypse. She was about 5'7 with short and curly blonde hair. Her eyes were light brown and her skin was a peachy complexion. She was a pretty thin girl, and her clothing consisted of a torn grey shirt, faded black jeans and a pair of high tops. She had spent years bouncing from hiding place to hiding place while dodging zombies, and she wasn't able to completely rest like she wanted to. Armed with a katana blade that used to be a keepsake of her father's, it was the only means of defense she had. She knew how to use it, but she didn't like that it had to be essentially close range. Her largest fear was being ambushed while she was trying to defend herself. For now the area was quiet, so she felt better slowing down her pace. She didn't know where she was at this point, she just kept walking. Soon she found herself staring at a mansion and chewed her lip, thinking it was worth a try to get some rest. With the last of her effort, she walked up to the door and tried the knob.
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Post by dokugai on Aug 16, 2014 16:45:11 GMT
Zombies were moaning and grunting, the smell of fresh flesh was overwhelming. But that was something most People was used too. Those zombies had just gotten it's food, an older woman. Such a disgusting way to leave this world on, he thought, watching the scene with a nonchallant expression. One can't keep feeling sad for every death that happened. But he never really cared either way. He didn't know them and they didn't know him. So not bothering to feel sad he turned and walked away. If it was the ''normal'' world he would be called coold and heartless. But he couldn't help it, this was his personality. He would often reply something like , not my problem or take it or leave it, along with some colorfull words.
He had just turned 19, his fifth birthday in this human eating zombie infestasion. Or atleast he thought he had turned 19...He had stopped counting the days years ago actually. Wearing a simple shirt , leather jacket and black pants he wasn't prepared for either fall or winter. And that's why he was here, in this new town he had walked into. He was looking for supplies but didn't have any hope of finding anything. He did have a gun and a hunting knife that was small enough to hide just in case. There wasn't only the zombies that were dangerous anymore... Running his fingers trough his black hair he felt a cold wind hitting him. Still looking unfased of the ''attack'' he simply found a store with a few Foods supplies. Probably most of it was rotten but who knows. Might be something good here.
His green emerald eyes looked over the store for a place to it and be comfy. He was quite handsome with such defined facial stuctures and putruting muscels and paleish skin. Even popular in his earlier years but this was now fighting for one self.
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Post by ‹Azurai› on Aug 16, 2014 16:56:47 GMT
Carson opened his eyes once more, looking lazily at his sister as she also turned her attention to the door. Their instant thought was 'shit', watching the door knob jiggle with the effect of being turned. Did the zombies figure out how to use a door? What would they do.
It was Carson who had grabbed his make-shift spear and stood while pointing it at the door. His blue eyes were cold, and Shayla watched for a moment, before grabbing her dual daggers and waited for the door to open fully.
As the door creaked open, what they saw was not a zombie, but a girl and Carson lowered his spear before sitting back on his chair. Shayla, though, was more unwelcoming and narrowed her eyes.
'Why did you come here?' She snapped at her, moving over to her brother's side, her weapons still drawn and held in a aggressive manner.
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Post by Ansthenic on Aug 16, 2014 17:07:31 GMT
Lianne furrowed her brows as she took note of the two in front of her, not expecting to find people inside already. "Oh..I didn't know people were here." She said, the amount of sleepiness laced in her voice was evident. As she shuffled to the staircase, she almost looked like a zombie already. She didn't care if they minded about her crashing here, it was a freaking mansion, they had the space. Besides, she was only going to crash until her energy was restored.
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Post by dokugai on Aug 16, 2014 17:14:42 GMT
A few chocolate bars later he was ready to move away from this store. The wind was quite strong but he would just have to deal. So walking out he stuffed his hand in his pants pockets and started walking out. Such a boring place... But he did see a few stores which still had supplies in it. He gathered mostly food and even found a long black coat, it didn't sound very warm but it was made of and stuffed with wool. The coat looked good on his body type so he decided he was mostly done before he saw a huge mansion. It had to be stuff there, right?
But it was probably occupied by some thiefs and he was not down with that.
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Post by ‹Azurai› on Aug 16, 2014 17:18:24 GMT
Shayla was about to run after the girl, hoping to kill her at that second, but Carson grabbed a fistful of her sweater and stopped her.
'No.' He simply said before letting go and putting his hands behind his head and leaned back into the chair.
Shayla stared at him, then at the now empty stair case before making an annoyed look and sat down by the fire place. She sparked it into a flame and a homely glow appeared, faint into the window, only a human able to see the small difference of the light.
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Post by Ansthenic on Aug 16, 2014 23:22:56 GMT
ooc;; Yes Shayla. In the world of 'kill or be killed' we go after the person skillfully armed with a katana xD
Lianne heard the movements of one of the two of those people trying to go after her. From the sound of a male voice saying 'no', she assumed it had to be that fiesty girl from when she first walked into the mansion. Jeez, you'd think that the living would stick together in times like these. As she walked, she observed the now cracked, peeled, and broken foundation that was now this abandoned mansion. It must have been so much more beautiful back when it was being cared for. Lianne sighed softly, choosing a room that overlooked the front of the house and stepping in. The room itself resembled the rest of the house. Old wallpaper peeled down, the floorboards were a little loose and very dusty, the windows were broken and slightly spotted with what appeared to be dirt and dried blood, cobwebs hung from the corners and vines grew in from outside, decorating the walls. She didn't walk past the doorway, unsheathing her katana and tossing it onto the dusty bed as she held the sword readily. She checked under the bed first, nothing under there but dust bunnies and bugs. She then went to the closet and swung open the door, once again finding nothing but some abandoned clothes. Those might come in handy later, actually.. Once she deemed the room as safe, Lianne strolled to the window and looked out both to see the scenery from up above and to check for the undead. When she looked out, she saw a guy that looked to be about her age in a leather jacket. He was pretty hot..she looked at him with curiosity for a moment, then tilted her head to the side when she thought she saw him look at her. She shrugged it off, it was probably him looking the house over in general. She didn't stay at the window for long and finally flopped onto the bed with her katana in her hand, her free hand fanning away a cloud of dust that the bed puffed up. She hated how dirty everything was. But it didn't take long for her eyelids to finally close, the girl finding sleep at last.
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Post by dokugai on Aug 17, 2014 17:56:29 GMT
It was quite a nice mansion. But he wasn't prepared to see someone looking right at him. He raised an eyebrow, nonchallanty gazing at the woman staring at him from the window. When she was gone he had to smirk, he could see she was ready for action. Now this got interestning, there were probably many people in there, and since that woman didn't make him go away or try kill him maybe they were nice. Or stupid.
But he did not care, that place could quickly be taken down. All it needed was a loud sound. He heard moaning and grunting not far from the streets, making him glance in the direction of the noise. He saw a few zombies roaming around, mindlessly wandering. Frowning he decided to walk away, he had to find a safe place. So moving along the streets for atleast an hour seeing a load of ruins, empty broken homes and stores filled with dust, mold, insects and trash. A house caught his attention so he walked inside. His intensions was right. He found a cabinet filled with medicine, and even a few protein bars. Not much but the medicine was amazing so he didn't care. He also went down in the cellar, just for good luck. These people that owned or had owned this home was smart so maybe they had hidden some stuff in the cellar.
It was dark but he could see alittle. So much dust, he thought, sighing. He should wait here for morning, so he could see properly. Suddenly he felt something grab him and the smell told him excactly what it was. His heart thumped loudly as he broke off an arm from the grabber, quickly moving around to see two zombies grabbing and grunting after him. Probably the owners...And while he didn't like to use the loud gun he did not have time to get the knife so he pulled the gun, shotting their legs. Easier that way, they fell down. Like this he pulled the knife, how sad to end this way...He shoved the knife right in their head and twisted it, just for good measure.
The smell was horrible, he would have to move them in the morning he was gonna stay. The gun shots, he thought, hope noone heard. He sighs, following the zombies tracks. Where did they come from? What he found was a heavy door leading to a bunker with blankets and futons. Amazing. No Food thought...so maybe they tried to get out to grab some Food and got infected? Disgusting... But this place was Perfect, he could stay here for a while. So he went in and closed the door, laying down in the futon and fell asleep.
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Post by ‹Azurai› on Aug 17, 2014 18:09:32 GMT
ooc;; Lol. xD Yeah, way to go Shayla.
Shayla sat down on the floor, poking at the dim fire that flickered gently, giving off a soft, warm glow. She was bored, as usual, so she had decided to at least make a conversation with the woman who had waltz into their home without any good reason. Hey, maybe she might even be able to have a good reason to kill her.
Carson grunted slightly as he cleared his throat, and as he did he rose to his feet and disappeared into the mucky kitchen for some water. As he entered the kitchen he looked around at the mess they still hadn't cleaned up due to the fact they were both messy people. He sighed, then grabbed a glass off the counter and poured himself some water that was crystal clear with no signs of dirt. The mansion had their own water filter, and Carson, being the mechanic he was, kept the water filter up and running. He had even made themselves a well for rain water that would be cleaned by the water filter. He drank the water, then returned to the living room, noticing Shayla was gone, though hearing her footsteps above him.
Shayla opened the doors of the long hallway, trying to find the girl, then seeing her in the bed being fast asleep. She gave a slight sneer, watching her for a moment, before going back down the stairs to rejoin Carson in the living room.
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Post by Ansthenic on Aug 17, 2014 18:55:55 GMT
Since Lianne trusted no one, even as she slept she kept on high alert. She heard footsteps approaching her room, and judging by how light they were, it had to be that girl again. Was she really still trying to kill her? Lianne decided not to move or open her eyes just yet, gauging by sound what this girl was going to do. When she heard nothing but the sound of her retreating footsteps, she finally opened her eyes and looked at the now open door. Lianne's lids dropped halfway as she sighed. She could have at least closed the door again. She rolled herself out of bed and shuffled to the door, closing it once again before she laid back in bed. Lianne stared at the ceiling for a little while before she drifted back off to sleep. She was never going to stop needing to watch her own back.
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Post by dokugai on Aug 17, 2014 19:25:56 GMT
A deep dreamless sleep, this was the best sleep he could think of. But this was not it, it was a half restless sleep but he got some rest atleast.
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Post by ‹Azurai› on Aug 17, 2014 19:31:15 GMT
Timeskip to Next Day ----
Shayla was the first one up, grabbing a box of cereal and pouring it into a used bowl that was only washed out with water the day before. She grabbed some milk that was in the running fridge and poured it over the colorful circles of the Fruit Loops. She, then, started to eat the cereal with the spoon, digging up the bits of food and putting them into her mouth.
Casron was still asleep in the Master Bedroom, lying into the four post bed with the blanket draped over the side of the bed, partially on his body, but mostly on the floor as he laid across the entirety of the bed. He was fast asleep, a bit of drool rolling down his cheek as he slept contently.
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Post by Ansthenic on Aug 17, 2014 20:13:57 GMT
Lianne was the next one awake, sitting up in bed and rolling her neck as she stretched. Finally, some decent rest. She sheathed her katana and stood up out of bed, ready to make her move to her next location. It's been a sad life of wandering, but she had gotten used to it. On her way to the door, she remembered the closet full of clothes in it, looking down at her clothes before she looked over at the door. She could at least use a new shirt. She shrugged and set her Katana on the bed once more, opening the closet door and looking through the shirts that hung within. She saw a black shirt with long sleeves and a v-neck, as well as a black and white striped hoodie that zipped up the front. These would do to help with the cold evening chills. Lianne pulled off the tattered grey shirt she was wearing and tossed it to the floor, pulling out the two clothing items and putting them on. They fit pretty well on her, and she zipped the hoodie up halfway before she pulled the hood over her head. Once again, she picked up her katana, but she walked out of the door and began to walk down the stairs.
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Post by dokugai on Aug 17, 2014 21:37:47 GMT
Slowly he woke up, it was nice to sleep without worrying that zombies or someone else will find you. He stretched his back and ruffled his hair. Kind of a hard futon though. Oh well nothing to complain about really As he stood up he noticed something. One...two...three futons? Has it always been three futons? He did only kill two zombies...could it be possible that...No, he searched this house very well. It couldn't be anyone else here, and if there was someoneelse they were long gone.
So he thought as he now was standing in the Kitchen, a kid that didn't seem more then 16 was standing there with a butcherknife right infront of im. The kid was obviously scared, the thin body trembled and his fingers shook as they gripped thight at the hanle of the knife. But his kid had a fiery glare in his emerald green eyes, this kid was not messing around. Wearing a gray colored hoodie and some damaged black jeans the boy didn't seem ready for the winter but this kid did not care. So he put his hands up, how interestning he thought as he smirked. ''Hey there, i'm not here to hurt anyone.''But the kid not answer, standing his guard. Then he remembered, three futons. ''I see, so you live here...'' He sighs, this damn brat.
''Did you kill them?'' The boy asked, making him blink. Kill who? ''The zombies? Yeah....'' Realizing. ''Oh...Yeah, i'm sorry but you know, they were infected.'' Sound of steel hittng wood floor ecchoed in the house, the boy looked down, his long bangs covering his face. ''Listen kid...'' He said, unsure. ''I'm sorry-''Was all he could say before the boy bolted out the house, out on the streets, damp wet tears ran down the boys cheeks.
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Darkness surrounds you as you start to fall to the depths of insanity. You are weakened. You know that you need to take conrol of yourself, though your fear enables you useless to use your common sense...
We wish you luck in The End, fellow RPer.
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A new type of zombie was made, and boy are they hard to kill. They stand 7 feet tall, and weight over 200 pounds of pure muscle. Their skin is as hard as rock, as well.
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