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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: Aconitum on September 16, 2015, 11:34:20 PM
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I know this rp has been done to death, but I really like the zombie themed ones, so this is happening. Right here, right now, and you're gonna like it. No, you don't have to know the game, comic, show or whatever. We're just surviving a zombie apocalypse.
~RULES~
-You will NOT ruin my rp with any sex, got it? If I see any of that, your character will be horribly maimed in a manner that will prevent them from performing such a disgusting act.
-if you have a problem with another member in my rp, get over it or go to a mod cause I don't care.
-don't message me to whine about not being included, force yourself in if you're not being noticed (if you really feel like it's an issue, just message me to start something between our characters. I know how it feels to be ignored, but I want you to try at least.)
-no powers
-no special snowflakes (you're not "the best" or "the greatest" at shit, so get over yourself)
-no god mode
-HAVE FUN!
(Edit to rules):
-Be realistic with the weapons that need bullets, arrows, or other shots. You CAN run out of ammo and you WILL need to find more.
-You can't just snap your fingers and have your resources. In game, if you ever run out of anything, you'll have to wait one day (real time) before you're able to get more
-Dixon is the only real badass, true shot, fearless mofo in the walking dead world. Not you. You need to build your skills. I'm okay with like... Being really good, but you can't be perfect in your shots or kills. Then it's a never ending competition of rpers trying to be the best and that's annoying as hell.
-As for your character interactions, I can't really control that. If your character is a good guy, great. But not everyone in game will automatically know that or trust that. Don't take it personally, but other survivors will attack you regardless of who's side you're on. You'll have to prove yourself if you want other survivors to know you as a savior or good guy.
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Name: Zaida
Age: 19
Weight: 99
Height: 5'5
Species: Sergal/Synx hybrid
Appearance: short, fit and toned, curvy, purple toned with white but blended in the middle of the two color is a small amount of black, glowing eyes, sharp teeth and claws, floofy scruff, has a faux hawk, some black patterns on her face.
Clothing: down below
Weapons: Machete, survival knife, Silenced pistol, shotgun with magazine, Crow bar.
Items in bag: Little Ammo, Small medical kit (one person use), pill bottle (6 Pain relief pills) monster energy drink, one water, bag of beef jerky, canned, glow sticks, lighter, fishing line
Personality: quiet, calm, patient, cunning, mysterious, demented, hurt, loner
Abilities: somewhat good at Hiding, Raiding, Hunting, Good with Close combat, Extremely Stealthy, Strong, High pain threshold, Great Shot, Alright healer
Extra pics: finally found all the gear she has! (http://images.tapatalk-cdn.com/15/09/22/f6cc1fabb00f130a57c8d4596443f731.jpg) although they are dirty with blood, diet, ect. Not to mention they have holes. And her arms are covered up in bandage wrappings, usually visible without her jacket
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((Lawl XD okay good!))
Name: Acon Lovien
Age: 19 or so
Species: jackal/husky mix
Gender: female
Weight: meh
Height: meh
Personality: loud mouthed, rude to most, knows no boundaries, arrogant, self righteous, smooth/sly, cunning, only really looks out for herself, a neutral evil type of character
Appearance: tall and curvy with long athletic legs and arms, dark-grey fur with lighter ash-grey fur on her face, long electric-blue hair styled into a lady pompadour, alien green eyes with no pupils, nine stubby tails tied together with a ratty bow, long claws that match the color of her hair
Clothing (can use pictures): a lot of leather; black leather jacket and skin tight leather pants with boots to match, no shirt (often shows a lot of chest), keeps a lot of bullets on her person but never actually uses a gun, dirty bandage-like wraps are always tied around her paws
Weapons: two baseball bats; one is wooden and covered with rusty nails and the other is a dented up metal one
Abilities (what are you good at?): boxing, street fighting, some medical knowledge but not enough to be labeled a healer of any kind, gambling (not really anything to be good at, but you know), trading
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Name: Blu Nevvin
Age: 20 Or something
Gender: Male
Species: Wolx, wolf/fox hybrid
Appearance: light blue, with underbelly coming up to bottom jaw, large black scar over left eye
Clothing: Light gray, leather body armor
Personality: Quiet, cunning, quick
Weapons: Chainsaw type sword, custom famas and desert eagle
Abilities: Fast runner, lots of endurance, decent at paurkour
Extra: pics:
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Species: vulpine
Name: warfox
Physical Traits: Lean muscular green eyes
Personality: the strong but quiet type
Weight:145
Height: 5’9”
Combat style: jiu- jitsu,boxing, kickboxing, Aikido, classified seal training
Weapon: G36 machine gun, beretta 92,.357 mag,ww2 m1 grand,ww2 1918 trench knife, paw to paw (all fire arms have attached suppresser excluding .357 mag)
3v gear tactical 3.0L hydration backpack: contents: lots of ammo, one fragmentation grenade, black powder, 4 army canteens battery's (N.V.Gs), flashlights, socks, extra pair of combat boots, ear plugs, compass, 20 ft of rope, M.R.Es, 4 pounds of beef jerky, and a few plastic credit cards
clothing: tattered standard fire resistant A.C.U with tactical Kevlar vest, N.V.Gs/thermal img, hooded leather duster
ability's: army seal brute training, field medical training, has vast knowledge on automobiles and aviation vehicles, very resourceful, has some experience with explosives
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(I'm unsure whether I'm going to join this or not yet, but I have to say, Acon... I loved your comment about not having sex in here. X3 Right on.)
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(i am deciding to join)
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Species: Wolf
Name: London. (Or Freelancer London)
Physical Traits: Lean muscular gold eyes and crimson scars.
Personality: Kind, Strong, Brave, Smart a good person... Until he gets angry... Then stuff starts to die.
Weight:175
Height: 6'5"
Combat style: Swordfighting, Sniping/Marksmanship_ classified PMC training and augmentation
Weapons: 1x AW Magnum (50.cal) Sniper, 2x M1911A1, 1x Black Steel Longsword, paw to paw (all fire arms have attached suppresser and the and Sniper has a variable Zoom. 5-25 times.)
clothing: Nano Weave trenchcoat T-shirt and pants with tactical Kevlar vest N.V.Gs
ability's: PMC and field medical training, Trained Pilot and Professional Driver, very resourceful and quick on his feet
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Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Age: 19
Species: Raccoon
Gender: Male
Weight: Hasn't checked in a while
Height: 6' 2''
Personality: Happy-go-lucky, reserved, quiet. Would rather submit than fight another non-infected person.
Appearance: Lanky, purple fur. Not much else about him.
Clothing: Torn brown t-shirt, khaki cargo-pants. A relatively large backpack, scavenged it from a dead soldier after the initial infection passed.
Weapons: .22LR bolt-action rifle, 9mm M9 Beretta, and a Halfachance parang (weird, tilted-hilt machete).
Abilities: Decent at sneaking, cooks alright, and knows basic first aid.
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(I'm unsure whether I'm going to join this or not yet, but I have to say, Acon... I loved your comment about not having sex in here. X3 Right on.)
((You should! X3 and thank you, Cif~ ^^ The rp section of the forums has been ruined by the all the "single wolf dragon female/male looking for a playmate~ hur hur hur"))
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(Oh my god, I know I hate how they are all looking for a partner in Rp they need to chill)
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((For real though! I mean, this site isn't a place for dating. It's a fun, clean site for clean furs! >3< oh, and we can start whenever y'all feel like it))
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(I will post soon. It's like four in the morning and I need to go to bed since school starts in a few hours. Can't fall asleep during class)
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((Oh yes, get your rest my pretty~ *watches Zaida as she sleeps and runs the back of paw on her cheek*))
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(Alright I'm awake and ready to start)
Zaida ran smoothly through the city, she dodged cars, bodies, and other things that blocked her path. Jumping up the fence, she then jumped onto the side of a house she stopped in place carefully scanning the area. The hybrid on a crouch position had her ears laying low as her breathing was barely heard, muffled under her gas mask that hid her face. Zaida kept her eyes sharp as her ears flicked about for any nose, so far didn't sense any walkers near or at least that weren't close.
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Ray was seated in a small lawn chair atop a small convenience store, rifle in his lap. He knew he had five or six .22LR bullets. Not enough to live forever, but just enough to survive.
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Name: Dubaku
Age: 20
Species: African Wild Dog
Weight: 210
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Personality: Random, sort of a keep-to-himself kinda guy, will not shy from a fight.
Weapons: Dual Kpingas, Custom Uzi.
Fighting Style: Mixed
Clothing: Red T-Shirt, Black leather jacket, faded slate jeans, copper Timberlands
Build: Brawnier than average, muscular
Abilities: Vast knowledge of aeronautics, good at hunting, utilizes his environment, able to do heavy lifting, experienced metalworker
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(Out of interest what kind of environment is this? Like a wasteland type deal or more a deserted cities kind of thing?))
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(I'm positive it's Like the show walking dead, abandoned cities, and such...)
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((Yeah, the ruined city setting, but honestly it's all up to you
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(Ill make a character sheet for this when I get the time.)
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((No rush ^^))
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*warfox slowly enters a convince store hoping to find some provisions, as he is searching through the isles he finds a walker occupied by something else he slow approaches the creature going unnoticed he silently dispatches it with his berretta*
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Blu was at an old abandoned warehouse carrying wood to barricade the doors
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Name: Andrew
Age: 22
Species: Tiger Shark
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1
Weight: 160ish
Apperance: Dark gray skin with black strips going along his back and arms. Muscled build, but more defined then bulky.
Clothing: Loose black cargo pants, black tanktop, brown steel toed work boots, black lensed goggles, leather shoulder and fore arm guards, and brown flame resistant gloves. Occasionally wears a gas mask that hangs from his side.
Weapons: Custom built flamethrower (can shoot about 70 meters), Molotovs, AR-15 that hangs from the flamethrower tanks, and a Ruger .45 handgun that sits in a shoulder holster.
Abilities: Strong, sturdy, highly intelligent and resourceful (can react fast is dire situations, come up with quick plans in the spot, and, being a past engineer, can build things simply from scratch.
Personality: Best way to describe it is calmly psychotic and obsessive compulsive. He has a mission to purge the dead from the city by fire, and will do anything to fullful it. While he wont outright attack someone, he has almost no regard for life, and will gladly engulf anybody who get in his way in flames.
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I watch the city below me scanning with my rifle. Seeing a pair of figures over another two men integrating another I take my shots. Felling the two men seeing the third get up and turn around I nod. Now changing position my work never done. I watch this city I try to keep good people safe and bad ones dead. I don't kill lightly but if I know the people are bad I won't hesitate to kill. Even in the aftermath I still fight for the right. Unlike so many others. My new position taken up I see someone stalking about down in the store killing a walker with what appears to be a Beretta. I start climbing down the building. See if I can't get word of happenings form him. Hearing moaning and groaning I see about ten walkers moving toward the store. Shit. I can't get anything from him if he's dead.
(Hope you don't mind me doing that. Though I can deal with them if need be. They didn't call London a blade master for nothing.)
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Zaida knocked over boxes as she dug in them. Nothing but house decor. She sighed under her mask looking into another box seeing at what seemed to be baby toys 'it's ashame' she thought before she pushed the box away, it wasn't her problem they were dead most were dead. It has been month (or how much time, depending on Acon) since she saw people... Zaida wasn't sure what was going on, she just knew the dead will bite and avoiding or killing is her choice in actions. The hybrid stood, nothing in the attic was useful. Jumping down into the second floor of the house she stayed cautious, house was a bit of a mess some blood smeared on the hallway ahead, she took her machete out with her ears leaned back. She began to walk slowly around the house hoping for anything she could take.
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(oki i got a character)
Name:Red Locus
Age:21
Species:Ragnos
Gender:Male
Height:6'9
Weight:140
Appearence:Dark red scales,White horns lining jaw,Black eyes with red,reptile-like pupils
Clothing:Jeans,Black hoodie,Surgical mask,Sun glasses,Back pack
Weapons:Ice axe's,Tomahawk,M1911
Abilities:Swift,Fast thinking,Can do parkour,can hide from zombies in a way he crafted
Personality:Agressive,Sarcasitic,Can be kind to people he knows,Secretive
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Ray whistled quietly on his perch, as he looked around the city. He'd seen some movement earlier, too fast for walkers. Must be scabbers, or bandits. Ray sighed, already having paid off two bandit groups already.
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Andrew stood outside of an apartment complex, a single standing building that was a good distance from others, a spot he choose specifically. He had done this many times before, it was beginning to become to easy. Find a place to control burn. Line it with kerosene. Set the bait. The screams of his "bait" continued to echo above the maons and the banging of the horde he lured inside the complex, trapping the infecting inside quite perfectly. The man he used was already bitten, so to Andrew, he was already dead. Why let something go to waste? Letting out a heavy sigh, the shark flipped open a lighter and placed it to the gas trail at his feet, watching as the flames quickly moved to the building and set it ablaze, black smoke wafting up to fill there air.
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*Warfox leaves to store only finding a small bag of beef jerky, batteries and 2 water bottles, he leaves the store then scans the area before moving on, he sees a few zombies in the distance but not close enough for them to notice him he head east towards a big super store*
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I watch the city below me scanning with my rifle. Seeing a pair of figures over another two men integrating another I take my shots. Felling the two men seeing the third get up and turn around I nod. Now changing position my work never done. I watch this city I try to keep good people safe and bad ones dead. I don't kill lightly but if I know the people are bad I won't hesitate to kill. Even in the aftermath I still fight for the right. Unlike so many others. My new position taken up I see someone stalking about down in the store killing a walker with what appears to be a Beretta. I start climbing down the building. See if I can't get word of happenings form him. Hearing moaning and groaning I see about ten walkers moving toward the store. Shit. I can't get anything from him if he's dead.
(Hope you don't mind me doing that. Though I can deal with them if need be. They didn't call London a blade master for nothing.)
((That's fine, London. Just as long as all my rules are being followed and no one gets OP))
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Ray looked about, and spotted the smoke rising from Andrew's trap. He sighed, and shook his head, sitting back down. Not much food left...gonna need to hit the streets again.
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Seeing the man step out I take some cover and then climb a bit higher preparing to drop in to the group of walkers in font of him around the corner. With him stepping around the corner I see him start to back up I drop down and in go the group killing one by landing on it. I start to spin and slice. Cutting off arms legs and heads. Stopping the walkers and killing the ten of them near instantly. I stop my blade dance once they all die. Noding to him. "You should watch where you walk. One day you step into a hard trap to break"
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Blu saw the smoke and stepped outside, only to see the building being engulfed in flames. He decided to ignore and to back to work "I don't care as log as it doesn't affect me" he picked his planks back up and began hammering them into the wall, covering the door, the hammer made a resounding clang throughout the warehouse
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Zaida heard noises coming from the bathroom. Quickly peaking in she saw a bear wearing a suit as he ate a dead wolf. She watched as the Walker feasted. Zaida pulled the silent pistol out, stomping her foot to get the bear's attention to look up before shooting into its head. She then went silent listening for anything else, the house was quiet but it wasn't for sure that it was empty, walking into the restroom she started to dig in the drawers.
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As the flames fully engulfed the lower levels, Andrew turned around and headed to back to his truck nearby. He pulled a map from the glove box and opened it up, looking over the red Xs that covered it and added on more over the spot where the apartment were. "Another one clensed." He mumbled, folding up the map and tucking it in his pocket. The shark was about to climb into the truck when his ears perked to the sound of a distant banging, turn to scan the area and pinpointing the noise to a ware house. Reigniting his flamethrower, he started to make his way over.
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Blu saw the shark in the distance and sighed "Uhg... company" He walked over and put his mask on, flipping his hood down. He proceeded to climb the ladder leading to the roof. Standing at the edge, he yelled "What do you want?"
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Andrew approached the building and looked up at Blu, looking over the structure for a moment before pulling the map out of his pocket. This building wasnt marked to be purged, so there was nothing for him to do here. "Just checking out the noise." He called up. "Wasnt sure if it was the infected making it."
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Zaida proceeded to the dead bodies and began to loot them, before she paused. '**censor** nothing' she thought standing and giving a hard kick to the oversized undead bear that had a small hole through its head from the gunshot. The hybrid hissed and exited the bathroom and walked down the stairs casually as she made her way to kitchen.
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Ray climbed down from the roof of the convenience store, and started towards what he thought was gunfire, making sure to stay as relatively quiet as possible.
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(Seeing a lack of responding from warfox I'll keep moving.)
Before the man can reply I start free climbing again and am quickly out of his view. I continue to move through the roof tops and see another person. What appears to be a racoon? Moving through the street trying to keep a low profile. And because of my position. Failing. Lucky for him I'm non hostile. Unless he's a bad person. Dropping down to a lege above his six o'clock position I say. "You really should try to sneek as well as be quite... And before you ask don't worry. I won't be killing you lad."
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Ray flinched, and froze. He turned slowly, before speaking. "S-So...w-what do you w-want? D-Did S-Stevenson t-tell you about m-me?" Ray didn't recognize this newcomer, but he used the same strategies of a bandit that had caught him a few weeks back. They let him go, obviously, but Ray still had the scars, both physical AND mental, to prove it wasn't for free.
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"Oh so you think I'm a bandit. God no. I kill bandits." I drop off the point and nod extending my hand "Names London. Yours?" I as I have my hand extended scan for any one else. Walkers or people.
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Ray kept his paws to himself, and adjusted the strap of his rifle. "R-Ray," he whispered "Rayleonarde."
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I drop my hand "well its nice to meet you Ray" hearing a moan off to our left I look seeing a walker. I sigh. Give me one moment. I walk over to it and just cut its head off with my sword. And walk back to ray after cleaning it off. "Sorry. I just kill anyone of those things that I can see. Anyways you said something about a Stevenson? Might I ask what he looked like. I just killed two bandits today. He could have been one of them."
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"Then you aren't worth my time" Blu yells, kicking down a rock. He proceeded to climb back sown the ladder and continue boarding up the doors an windows
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Zaida seeing most of the food was rotten in the fridge and cupboard she closes them shut, before grabbed the only two canned foods she found, canned vegetables, and shoving them into the backpack. Slamming open the door she walked over hopping the fence and into the street. The hybrid began to jog huffing lightly under her mask.
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Out of the corner of my eye I see someone run by trying to move fast yet stay hidden. Not good enough. But I let her run for a moment longer while I deside if I should chase her or not. Quickly sprinting away from ray I quickly catch up to her and doing a flip over her head and landing in the road in front of her. "Where are you off to so quick." And I prepare to doge an attack.
(Also just a quick question for our host gere.. I know sex is out of the picture and I respect if not applaud your choice in that but is it alright if I flirt a bit with others.)
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Zaida's faded pupils constricted as someone landed in her path. She wasn't very trusting to others as well, completely ignoring the question she rammed the wolf down. "Get out of my way, damn wolf" the hybrid hissed coldly hidden under her clothing especially mask.. Her tail whipped the air a bit fast showing aggressiveness and her ears leaned back as well.
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((Oh yeah! Flirting is okay XD sorry I failed to specify and junk. Really, I just don't want anything like "Example McNamington did a dirty something or other with Sally Silver in place with the thing after made out passionately for some amount of time."))
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I doge it perfectly and I look at you. "Relax. I can tell you don't trust me. But being hostile is not the best way to deal with someone who wants to bloody well help you." I am no longer in front of her but running along side not being warded off from anything less then at gunpoint.
(Ok thanks. Just wanted to cross my t's and dot my i's)
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Zaida hissed stopping until place. "I can care less your not my boss, so leave me be" she growled her voice giving a chill, obviously was no kind furry. Holding the bloody and rusted stain crowbar she faced to the wolf, waiting patiently with a slight snarl under her mask her breathing muffled.
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Seeing her brandish the crowbar I take a step back. But not backing down. "So. I see you like physical weapons." I pull out my sword and flourish it holding it at my side when I'm done "so do i. Now if you don't want my help its fine..." I start to walk away mumbling just loud enough for you to hear. "So many bloody people don't know the difference between help and harm. It if nothing else will be our downfall."
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"That's the **censor** point I don't like help, I'm a alone, always. Help is for the weak and I want to be alone..." she spat, before turning. Her way to the pharmacy. She was positive there wasn't many items since during the outbreak many did crash stores to get what they needed, but was at least a try to spit something out, she had a wound and it needed to be stitched or she would face an infection soon.
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I look at her one last time and note her wound. "Hey! Catch." I toss her a pack of antibiotics and bandages. "Keep it." I continue to walk not looking back and going back to look for Ray. "Now where would that racoon have gone off to. Bloody guy got hurt. I can tell. And maybe help."
Post Merge: September 22, 2015, 01:59:43 PM
((London. Always a good guy even if you yelling at him >w<))
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(Her wounds are covered, not with bandages but her jacket, pants shirt, she avoids showing any wounds.)
Zaida hissed 'just stay calm Zaida, he'll get it soon...' She thought to herself grabbing the health kit. 'Steal what valuables he gots... Then Mr.Niceguy won't be able to help' she finished thinking before continuing to the pharmacy to work on herself.
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(Shit. I didn't think the would be completely covered. Maybe he finally noted your posture. Most won't note that in this sort of a situation.) I finally walk away. Still looking for Ray but keeping my wits about me to ward off any attacks. From walkers or that woman.
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*Red was walkng across the roof of a wal-mart,looking around,before pulling his surgical mask down*
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(So many people on but no one knows this Wolf's position. Maybe our dragon friend might have a visit from him.) Moving through the streets without finding ray I start to do a bit of parkour and stop seeing a figure on top of a store... Looks like an old Walmart. I sight my rifle on him quickly. Not a thret. Let's go see who he is... I run up to the Walmart and begin to climb up the wall making it on to the roof quickly expecting to be seen.
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(Some know the wolf's position... I'm just saying if this were real no one would trusting, or badass, ect)
Zaida entering the building and heading to the back room. She rested on a beaten chair and taking her jackets off. Her arms were covered in dirty bloody bandages, not her blood but these were more like sleeves. Taking her gas mask off and lifted her shirt carefully just a bit showing a messy stab wound. She began to prepare to clean and stitch.
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(I know just with Londons training. And what he went though..)
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Blu had been nailing boards for quite a while now, and was starting to get tired. It was a hot day, and wearing leather armor doesn't help. He walked over to his pack, looking inside he found no water, and only one measly can of soup "Dammit, not again. Looks like I'll be going back into town" he said, picking it up, hoisting it onto his back. He started off into the city
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"I was just thinking the same thing." Andrew mumbled under his breath, turning and walking away from the warehouse. Just as he returned to his truck he heard more noise, sounded like people arguing. The living sure were active today. But no matter, this was good, they would draw the infected out into the open, and into his flames. Locking up his truck, the shark cleaned the lenses of his goggles and placed them back over his eyes before heading down the street. Just as he predicted the commotion had caught the attention of the dead, and already a few where forming into groups. With a smile on his face, Andrew approached them, keeping his distance as he doused them in fire.
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Boy looked back and saw the shark begin to spit flames at the walkers"Eh, less work for me" he mumbled, smiling from under his mask. He came to a large parking garage and decided to get up to have a look around. There were a few walkers, but the chainsaw took care of them. When he finally reached the top, he looked around, he thought he saw someone on top of an old Wal-Mart "Ahh... what do we have here" He chuckled, looking through the scope of his famas to get a better look
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Looking around I see the glint of a scope and instantly dive in to cover aiming my Sniper where I saw the glint. Frak. I hope he won't kill me. I won't be killing him in any case. If I can avoid it. Seems to be like some sort of a blue Wolf.
(Also its 50 cal sniper vs Ar at long range. I think I win.)
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Zaida grabbed s towel, rolling it up and biting on it. She looked at the stab wound... Messy from struggle and fighting when she was pierced with the blade. The hybrid huffed, studying it wasn't Deep to cause too much damage. Grabbing alcohol she poured just a bit making a stinging pain from bacteria dying off making her wince lightly. Grabbing now a needle and somewhat thick thread.
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(Sorry for cuting in but I bet she's somewhat happy that London gave her that med pack.)
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(I know it's not a sniper, just using it like binoculars)
Blu thought he saw someone dive behind cover out of the corner of his eye, he looked around only to see another wolf aiming straight at him "Crap" he said to himself, ducking behind the rail
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((*kicks down a door and stomps in like a boss ass bitch* alright, listen up! It's come to my attention that there are no realistic restrictions being made in terms of ammo, weapons, positions, etc. So~ I'm going to add a few things to the rules that address these issues. Please refer back to my first post to catch the updates.))
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I stop aiming and run over to the building and start free climbing up. Arving at the floor he is on I hop over the rail and point my handgun right at him. "You know I don't want to kill you. I am a good guy. You tell me honestly why you where aiming at me and I'll let you go. Or if you want just chat with you. I am a fair person" (also I can legitimise all of London's actions. Also I've only used CQC. So I'm not saying London has unlimited ammo)
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Andrew continued to back up at the dead followed after him, continue to walk right into his fire. He reached behind him and adjust the valve on the oxygen tank on his back, making his flames hotter. The infecteds skin began to melt and fall off, some already falling to the ground as charred husks with the rest following suit. But more were coming, slowly shambling after him as he continued to walk down the street past abandoned store front. Finding an overturned delivery van in the street, the shark climbed a top it, lighting a cigarette and waiting as the dead began to crowed around the van.
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((Rules are updated. Feast your eyes, my pretties.))
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Blu scowled at the wolf and spun around, knocking out his feet from under him, quickly hopping up and stepping on his chest, aiming his deagle at the wolf's head "Because I need food, and more importantly, water. Also I have two bullets left, don't make me waste them on you"
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(Rule changes seem legit. And fair. I was already going off by them I know London is not perfect. He has his flaws if anyone would talk to him... Now how is he going to get out if this one...) I smirk. Quickly poping a gab in to his croch and hitting him off of me. Angry now I grab him by the throat by one hand and rip his gun out of his hands with the other. Not choking him to death I only hold him up there as I take the rest of his weapons off of him. "Your lucky I don't kill. Even if I am angry. Now if you want to talk. That's different." I keep him from trying anything just ready this time for anything ready to drop him and doge.
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"I don't talk" Blu growls and grabs the arm holding him up, then kicks London in the cheek, causing him to be dropped to the ground. He quickly holsters his guns and sword before making a break for the stairs
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I only rub my face. "Bloody dick I'm not going to deal with him again" I drop off the side of the building climbing down and moving through the streets. I sit down in a house for a few seconds. "So in total I lost one. Almost had to kill two and found zero people to keep moving with" I pull one of my handguns out of its holster and look at it. "If no one ever works together... I may just loose my mind..." This is the first time London has been like this since this days started... Depressed. Alone. Sad. Actually contemplating ending it all. But he knows he won't. He knows he never will.
(Like you said. Make London real. He already had thoughts like this but he never voiced them)
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Blu sighs as he continues down the stairs "I swear the survivors are more annoying than the undead" he mumbles. Finally coming to the bottom he heads out down the streets in search of provisions
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Hearing a moan I halfheartedly shoot a walker. My ammo couts two mags for both handguns two mags for my Sniper. That's all I have left. I can get some medical supplies later. Not like I need them. And I still have food and water. About a weeks worth without cuting my intake. I may need to. I'll just need to work later... They say no rest for the weary. But this weary one needs rest.
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Zaida growled her ears leaned back as she stitched herself up. The hybrid huffing from her nostrils her mask just lifted a bit above her snout allowing her to bite the towel, gradually biting down harder on the rolled up towel. Although it was painful she kept herself focused on stitching, she had to slow and steadily a bit hard as her blood stained paws shook lightly.
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*as Dubaku made his way down the street, he comes across an abandoned Footlocker, it had been run into by an SUV, leaving it wide open* Ooh, wonder what they got in stock. *he enters the Footlocker and peruses the various shoes on display* Damn. Hope they didn't clean out all the Jordans... *Dubaku then hears a soft growl coming from the back of the store, he then unsheathes one of his Kpingas and quickly opens the door, looking down, he found a zombie with no legs* Ah, so since you ain't got no feet, you won't mind if I take some of these shoes? Great, thanks *he then stomps the zombie's head, spattering blood and brains all over the floor*
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Andrew sat on the side of the van, blowing smoke out of his mouth as he watched more dead swaem around the van. Their rotten hands reached up for him just out of their grasp, the dead now physically beginning to shake his perch. There were 20 or so around him, which would be enough. Pulling out his knife, he stabbed it fown into the exposed gas tank of the van, letting the gas pour out over the crowed. He had to make sure to let all of it drain out or risk the flame back feeding into the tank and exploding with him on it. Once the front part of the group was thoroughly soaked, the shark stood up and aimed his weapon down, igniting the first gas covered zombie and watching the rest go up as well. He turned around and doused the horde in the back, not letting up until his flame died down, signaling an empty tank. All there was left to do now was wait. The heat from where he was standing was intense, and the smell of burning rotten flesh was nauseating, but he learned to ignore these things. Besides, standing in the miidle of the van away from the edges made the heat at least more bearable.
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(sorry London I didn't mean to ignore you...and I wasn't in any danger if you read my last post closer you'll see)
*warfox continues walking for a few hours being very cautious, killing a few walkers along the way and thinking off all the possible ways the next store raid could turn out, he comes along a car with groans coming from it he arms his g36 and come to the car window inside was a female walker sitting there with the seatbelt clicked in, he opens the door and her arms start to reach for him but couldn't he hears another walker in the back it looked to be about only 8 months old and assuming the one it the front is the mother* this is what the world is now *he mumbles to himself, then dispatching the both of them...
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(Ya I know warfox. I kinda caused the danger and solved it.)
Hearing the gun shots I perk up and sprint outside. Seeing that fox that I saw before. Odd. Whats he doing here. I start walking towards him slowly. "Hello?" My hands at my sides my mind consisting all options for excape or attack.
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Ray crawled out from under a car, as he had scrambled beneath it when London and Zaida had drawn their weapons. He sighed, and continued walking. Ray looked about, before heading towards a nearby office, hoping to find supplies.
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(you should read my ref on pg 1 it will help)
he turns to the wolf gun pointed, once realizing hes not a walker he nods and turns back and continues walking*
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I start to walk beside you. "Not very talkative are you. Names London. Yours?" Fully expecting a shot towards me or a punch and ready to run like frack if I need to. Wanting at least one bloody person to help or to at least talk to.
(I know. And London is going to contue to try to get him to talk until you ward him off at gunpoint)
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UV, sees the key is still in the ignition* Highly unlikely, but, may as well test to see if this bitch still runs. *he turns the key a few times, the SUV finally starts up* Oh shit? *a surprised look flashes across Dubaku's face* Hmm... *he looks around the interior of the SUV, he notices a subwoofer in the back, as well as four other modded speakers in the doors* Damn, this thing got a bumpin system. *he gets in, and slowly backs it out of the store* Might be able to beef this baby up.
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*he looks at the wolf then back strait ahead* its war
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Zaida gloves stained with her blood along some of her pants and tang top, with the stitching finally complete. She placed the mask back on her face after taking a pain pill though it didn't change much. Struggled but now standing she huffed wrapping her side with a medium bandage. Sliding the tank top on and grabbing her back pack she walked out of the pharmacy but made sure that she showed no signs of pain, she never did, gripping the crowbar in her paw lightly shaking she began to walk her breathing muffled under the Gasmask.
(This actually needs walkers) about a mile away a large horde of zombies traveled by foot or for some, crawled. A few wandered ahead, behind or completely walked off. They were coming from the city over. possibly attracted by gun shots or a living thing had led them this way by mistake? The moans, growls, started to become clear as they grew closer.
Zaida looked seeing at least five walkers. Her ears flicking from faded moans. "Horde..." She spoke softly to herself. They weren't much of a threat now, but once they got into the city they would separate into different streets making it difficult to escape, she's seen it once to a group she was planning to raid. 'Got to move, Zaida.' She thought to herself.
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As the bodies turned to black outlines on the pavement, Andrew hopped down from the truck, his boot crushing burnt flesh and crumbling ashes beneath him. The street seemed quite enough, and he continued forward, lugging his empty flamethrower back over his shoulders and starting to make his way back to his truck. But suddenly moment caught his eye, seeing someone, looking to be living, walk out of a pharmacy and head down the road. She only reminded him that he needed to get to his truck faster, before anybody else could. Pulling his handgun from his holster he followed suit, staying back far enough as not to be heard but close enough to keep the stranger in sight.
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As she jogged she ignored the slight pain from her just stitched wound the pain relief helping just a bit. How she ran and the condition of her shoes, she's been traveling on foot for quite some time. Zaida stumbling soon a fallen Walker, it's right foot gone without a second thought began to beat the head with the crowbar clanking as it eventually broke through the skull hitting the street underneath. Looking up she saw a map on a telephone pole. Zaida got closer, she began to study where she was located in the city 'maybe the Willington nation forest?' She thought having her claw lightly on the map (Just made up because eh) Until her ears laid down, she knew something was around... Walker or not she didn't enjoy the fact but didn't let whoever was around notice that she knew of its presence, not yet at least.
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Andrew ducked down behind a mailbox as the stranger stopped to beat an infecteds head in, his ears twitching each time her crowbar struck the street. He watched silently as she went over to a map, seemingly to turn her back to the road. "Thats no a smart move."He mummbled to himself. But perhaps this was a lucky break. All he had to do was sneak past her; he could already see his truck parked down at the end of the street. Keeping his handgun ready, he moved out from behind the mail box, starting slowly across the intersection while keeping an eye on the stranger.
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*Dubaku turns on the radio* Ooh, dayum, this sucka had Sirius XM! *he tunes it to a rap station and turns the volume all the way up, covering his ears* Come get some, bitches! *he screamed as walkers made their way toward him*
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The tint lense on the mask hid her eyes scanning to the side. Zaida's ears leaned towards the direction the shark, before her head turned. Her other hand hidden but it was quite obvious she was holding sometime of firearm. Before facing her whole body to the direction, Zaida didn't aim nor ran to him but instead watched. The clothing she wore stained with some dirt, and blood gave a menacing looks. Zaida wasn't planning to attack, she could but it wasn't best with her wound the thread she used isn't that strong.
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"Well then War. We may have a problem. Turn around there is a swarm of walkers..." You hear me pull out my sword and say something like a silent prayer. "I don't care if you run but run fast and run far if you are." I see the walkers almost start to pick up speed."I have not thrown my life away. I have merely gambled it. My old leader gambled his own life on battles. I see no reason why I should not do the same. From the moment I set foot on this battlefield, I had already left my life behind!" And I charge in to the claws of this walkers. All of them die or I do. Simple as that.
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Andrew froze as the stranger turned to look at him, most likley sensing his presence. Running was out of the question, he couldnt go fast then a brisk jog with his flamethrower and he wasnt about to leave it behind, so he decided to stand his ground. He looked at her in silence, his own eyes hidden behind his goggles as he contiplated what to say, different ideas and scenarios playing out in his head. "Is there something I can help you with?" He asked finally as he tried to hide his pistol at his side.
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As Ray wandered the street, he spotted two survivors, one carrying a flamethrower and the other staring at said flamethrower-toting fur. He tried to get a better look at the two, and tripped over a discarded handbag. Ray had unfortunately drawn his rifle after crawling out from the car, and as the stock of said rifle hit the ground, Ray accidentally depressed the trigger, firing a shot. The weapon was neither silenced or modified to be quiet, and as such the shot echoed around the area.
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"you-" She was nearly about to answer before the rifle fired. Cautious she aimed and looking over to the falling raccoon and his rifle. Both paws tightly gripping the silenced pistol And carefully set on the trigger but not pressing against where it would shoot, not yet. The hybrid hissed, her eyes darting back and forth from the two as she held a snarl.
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I simply dive in to the mass of walkers cuting slicing and maiming before stepping out but only for ten seconds. You see me pull out a phone. One I've been saving since the start of the apocalypse. Still kept charged this entire time. I put the earphones in and turn on music because if this is my last moments on this earth. Might as well enjoy them. Or one part of them. And dive back in. Unwilling to give up unwilling to die until I kill them all. To save the rest of them. I must kill myself.
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Ray blinked, and started moving backwards, away from Zaida.
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As I contue to slice and swing I keep cuting limbs and heads off darting in at out my attention on now geting out of the walkers. Breaking out quickly I start to run down a street seeing three others. The woman, Ray and some sort of a shark guy. Turing towards the three of them. "You all might want to start running. Massive group of walkers behind me" I say pointing as the first ones round the bend "no time for arguing. Also I dont care if you don't want my help this time. But we all have to get the hell out of here."
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*As Dubaku sees the walkers approach the blaring rap music, he takes out one of his Kpingas and starts slicing his way through, then Hot N**gga by Bobby Shmurda comes on, making Dubaku take out his Uzi and start shooting* Run up on that walker, get to squeezin, ho.
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Zaida bolted ahead, not because the wolf but she knew where she was going now. Although she put her pistol back in her shoulder holster she pulled out her machete, it was easier to run with. Running down the street she quickly took a right disappearing behind the corner. The large horde just entered the city walkers wandering off in different direction. That was the only threat, being cornered by the walkers. A few walkers in the way she quickly sliced on the neck sir legs, anything that can stop them or make them slowly would help.
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"Well that's her gone. Now Ray and whoever you are stand with me or run. Your choice" I pull out my handgun and sword ready to fight again to buy these guys time. The music still playing. I used to be care free. Before this all happened. I was retired for now. Respected calm. Able to spend a day relaxing. That will never happen again. But with this piece of the past. Maybe I can save these two's future.
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Andrew flinches at the gun shot, quickly turning toward Rays direction and leveling his handgun at him. "Do you have a death wish?" He growled at the raccoon, baring his teeth. Underneath the goggles the sharks eyes crossed between Ray and Zaida. He was about to say something else when a wolf burst into their area, yelling something. But Andrew wasnt focused on that, but if the horde of zombies the wolf brought with him. "Shit!" He yelled, taking off fown the street as fast as he could. He made it to his truck faster then he thought though, swinging his flamethrower into the bed before climbing into the cab. Moments later the engine roared to life, and he peeled off down the street.
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I growl. "Shit! Ray just run. I'll deal with this. If I survive I'm pushing north. If you see me don't be afraid to come on up. Unless I look like I'm inflected. Then kill my body." I start to fire off a few rounds of handgun at the walkers killing a few and put it away driving my sword though several walkers as I take on what part of the swarm chased me. But I'm Starting to get tired. It's only a matter of time if I stay in that fight to die. But if I do die at least I've saved someone.
(Not quite the reaction I expected but a logical one none the less.)
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*As Dubaku continually slices through the horde, he pushes through any gaps he can find, finally, he breaks out, allowing himself time to catch his breath* Sweet f---ing Odin. *he looks around and finds himself standing before a gun store* Praised be Ares! *he tries to open the door, only to find it chained shut* Well, shit. *he looks around* Gotta be a sledgehammer around here somewhere. *he looks up into the sky and notices it's getting darker* Yea, f--- you too, Sun.
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Containing to slice the swarm to pieces I see the sun setting. I only let a light smile I've always found my eyes have gotten sharper. My mind sharper. My reflexes quicker. My body stronger. It may be a placebo effect but I think it's true. The creature of true night becomes part of it and destroys the undead in its path. Now with sword and a random shap piece of metal I continue to rip this swarm up the beast within my soul released. They all will die.
(Clarification: London sorta has a mass murder mode. That's what he's in. And the whole thing of him geting sharper at night is true if it doesn't break the rules.)
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(Oh holy shit. D: you though I was killing the entire horde no no no this is a fragment of them. Jeez God no. London would die if I put him against that. I would make him die anyway... Shit I must have confused you all. London is not a bloody God... He would die to the whole horde. This is part of it I use swarm as a unit smaller then a horde but larger then a dozen.)
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*Dubaku picks up a nearby hatchet and starts to continually slash at the lock holding the chains together* C'mon, break, dammit! *after one more,brutal swing, the lock finally breaks off* Jeez. *he pulls the door open to find the gunstore in a ransacked condition, the lighting is poor, a few lights are flickering* Of course... Whatever, hopefully there's ammo I can salvage. *he makes his way around the store, he finds a backpack* Okay, good, something to carry my ammo. *he opens it up to find two boxes of .45 caliber rounds* Word, but, the Uzi doesn't take 45's. Maybe I can find a- *he gasps at the sight of what he finds, a dead body, with their brains blown out, holding a Desert eagle* So, I'll just, uh... *he grabs the pistol off the corpse* Thanks. Now, I just need some extra mags... *he looks around to find no extra magazines for the desert eagle* Why do I even bother? *he cautiously enters the back of the store, and tries the light switch, it doesn't work* Well then. *he looks around and grabs a flashlight* Thank god I don't have to look for batteries. *he slowly makes his way around the back of the store, looking around for any walkers that may be lurking* 45's, 9mm's, and/or .22's, where they at, though? *he looks through the shelves, then finds a box of grenades* What the f---? Seriously? Well, these should come in handy. *he slips a few into his backpack and a couple more into his pockets* Jesus tap-dancing Christ, what do I gotta do to find the ammo I need? Dayum. *after around 20 minutes of searching, he finally finds the 9mm and .22 ammo he needs, and starts packing them into his bag* alright, I just need a few more magazines. Maybe I'll head down to the armory... Later, when it's actually light out. Imma just crash on the roof. *he heads back to the front of the store and finds the roof access door* Alright. *he heads up to the roof and grabs a seat on the ground* Man, shoulda brought a couch up here.
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((Hey! I'm watchin y'all~ what the hell's goin on in here?! Hey London, could you pm me a full list of your character's abilities? I'd very much like to review them.))
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((Oh! And you're not in trouble or nothing, I just wanna see how we can possibly modify some things to make things flow smoother))
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((IMPORTANT!!: Scout will be joining with a new type of character with some pretty cool abilities. Don't get your undies in bunches, my pretties. Nothing is set in stone and nothing drastic will change beyond repair. I like the character and think it'll do well here; a fine addition to our zombie apocalypse!))
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Izzi rounds the corner of the ally to find a dead end. She turns around to find the 4 or 5 walkers that had followed her in. She speaks, slightly winded, "Alright guys...I guess we'll have to...finish things up in a bit more...bumpier fashion..." The walkers just kept shambling towards her. She brought up her fists and readied as the first one closed the gap. He lunged forward with both arms. Izzi, with one quick motion threw her left arm under the walkers arms, pushing them upwards as she slid to the side of him, where she then used her right robotic arm to heavily smash the back of his neck, emitting a loud cracking sound. "One down!" She called as he smacked against the ground. She swung her right arm back around, potentially catching another walkers face with her elbow as she crushed it forcefully into one of the buildings adjacent to them. "That's two, who's next?" She said cockily. Just then, another grabbed her from behind. She yelped and quickly jabbed it in the ribs with her left elbow, following up by swinging her elbow once more across the walkers face, knocking him over. She sees the fourth in front of her, reaching out. Izzi quickly slashes upward with her right arm, gashing up the walkers chest before pulling a heavy left hook into it's muzzle causing it to spin before flopping on it's back. "Third is down for the count!" The walker that fell over was now standing again. Izzi turned towards it, the walkers back facing the ally exit. The walker started it's shuffling towards her when Izzi pulled her left arm back and held it. It started making a deep 'woooooo' sound as it started to vibrate slightly, the sound growing higher. She set her feet firm and looked the walker in it's dead, infected eyes. "Alright, dad...let's see if your many years of work pay off..." She said to herself before quickly thrusting her left arm forward, making a very forceful impact with the walkers stomach. A sonic blast is released on contact as the walker is sent flying out of the ally way and sliding to the middle of the road as it's chest collapses inside itself. Izzi walked out of the ally way just staring at her arm with her jaw dropped. Her paw on her robotic arm had a tiny flashing yellow light in the middle of the palm, and small plumes of steam seemed to be escaping between the metal. She looked up and then back down at her arm with a large smile. "Dad...you're a freakin' genius!!" Izzi said, clenching her fist. She looked around quickly to see if any others were near, alive or dead, before quickly running from the scene before more trouble showed.
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(Well someone with a robotic arm seems a bit cheap but oh well. I'll live with it but if London unleashes the beast then sorry but it happened. Just so you know this "beast is the opposite to London. Where he won't kill other living if he can avoid it... The beast will kill everything. Dead or alive. But I can't wait to see how him and London react to eachother. At least when I can get him out of this swarm (( this is what happens when I don't look at the image and go by the name))
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((I'm thinking about some things in terms of this "beast" and the arm for Izzi. I did say no powers and technically that would count as a power. Plus~ a robotic arm isn't too far fetched considering Izzi could be an inventor of some sort or knows an inventor that may have hooked her up with the arm. Still! Nothing is set in stone.))
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((Her father was an advanced technician and she grew to become one too due to receiving the arm at an early age...plus I counter-balance the arm's abilities with the fact that she carries no weapons...her arm IS her weapon...))
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((These are critical steps in the story development process, people!!))
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(Trust me the beast is not anything more then a very very pissed off London who shrugs off bullets like there nothing that's about it)
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((Yarg~ so like an adrenaline rush type thing? Cause in the walking dead, in real life, no one can just shrug off a bullet unless they're like... Insanely angry or a bear with thick skin. I like your ideas London, I just wanna come to a compromise without changing the way the walking dead is supposed to be.))
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(Yep basically. Just him with enough adrenaline to wake up a bear and not giving a shit. Simple as that it will hurt him later though. He is no immortal.)
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*Dubaku wakes up from his sleep, he sees the sun rising in the distance, he yawns and stretches* Dayum, that was the best night sleep I've gotten in ages! *Dubaku looks down on a small group of walkers, all wearing tank tops, backwards snapbacks, cargo shorts, long socks, and Nikes* Ooh, what a rare sight this is, a flock of undead F---boys. Truly a sight to behold...
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Blu was still wandering about the city looking for a meal, he had only found a half empty water bottle and some beef jerkey-today hadn't been the best day for food hunting. He heard a faint moaning in the distance and decided to check it out. "Oh come on, not you again" he said, seeing London."Well I'll be here to loot your body when that group rips you up" he said, climbing on top of a convenience store, setting on the edge to watch
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Ray had bolted from the undead horde, and quickly ducked into a small building. After barricading the door, and checking for any infected, he had set up a small bedroll and slept, albeit restlessly. He woke up a few hours later, just as the sun rose, and quickly packed up. "Surprised no bandits showed up."
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I slowly kill off the last few walkers. Panting by the end. The beast can only do so much. With the last of them dead I just sit down and try to clean my sword somewhat. I see that blue wolf up on a roof as I clean my sword. Not even going to bother with him I spent to much energy killing those walkers. I yell out "Can't a man have a bit of peace." As I continue to clean my sword the walker blood thick on it. That comment directed towards the Wolf. He's probably going to kill me... Gods if he is just make it quick and painless. I continue to pant as I clean my sword the bloody starting to finally fade from its surface my clothing because of the nano fiber clean with no blood.
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Zaida, just out of the city sighed she leaned on a tree. Panting lightly losing a but more blood. Wiping the lense of her Mask she smeared some blood across it. The hybrid sighed and slid down until she sat holding where her would was taking calm breaths watching ahead of her.
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Izzi made her way down a city street seemingly carelessly as she was just humming a tune to herself. She came to a halt when she spotted London and Blu talking it out from a distance. She hid behind a corner of a building and kept peeking out to see what each were doing. '...are they enemies?' She thought. 'Guess there's only one way to find out...' She stepped out from the corner and quietly made her way to where the two were, trying to stay out of sight as she moved closer.
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*Dubaku sees a propane canister near one of the walkers* Ooh... *he pulls out his newly acquired desert eagle and takes aim* Boom. *he shoots the canister, causing an explosion, obliterating any nearby walkers* Ooh, dayum, I could feel that from here.
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Spotting another Wolf moving out of the corner of my eye I say still cleaning my sword. "I hope you know you don't need to hide from me. Who ever you are. I don't kill people unless your a bandit. Then we will have a problem." I sigh as I continue to clean. "And before you ask yes I killed off that many walkers." I say pointing towards the pile of corpses quickly. "The undead don't learn."
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Izzi pokes her head out from behind cover. "Wolf? I'm a tigress! How did you even see me...?" She asked poutingly. She walks out from cover and slowly makes her way to London, but leaves a gap. "I've taken my fair share of walkers, too, friend...I don't know who you are, though, so I'm keeping my distance..." She says, just looking at London from afar. She looks up at Blu, then back to London. "You know them...?" She asks London, gesturing towards Blu.
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"Sorry about the mistake in species. Seems there is a lot of Wolf's runing around now a days. Plus its fogy. Pulus I just killed about forty walkers so my eyesight saw you but not really what you looked like." I sigh as I contue to clean. "I can respect that choice stranger. Anyways no I don't really know that Wolf up there me and him got in to a small brawl over my supplies. After a bit he ran. Probably was expecting me to get killed by the walkers." I finally note your arm. "Interesting arm you got there looks like a prototype from Project Freelancer."
(Both reference and scratch what I said about the augmentations they where in the old one. I changed it up to make I fair.)
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"Understandable..." Izzi says at the species comments. "Hm..." She looks over at Blu again. "If he wanted you dead...wouldn't he just shoot you from here? Finish the job?" She looks down at her arm. "Sorry, mister...this isn't a Project anything...my own father made it for me when I was 12..." She opens and closes her paw a couple times. She flicks open her forearm panel and checks a couple things before closing it again. She coughs a couple times before just looking back up at London.
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"Please call me London. It's what I've always been known as." I sigh. Mumbling something about how hard walker blood is to clean. "He has an assault rifle. Doesn't have the range to hit me. Unless he gets lucky" I nod at the origins of her arm. "No need to apologise. I'm just saying it looked like one. Who knows maybe they took the design or something... Not my place in all that engineering stuff. Just give me a computer and a goal that's all I'll need. I used to program a bit so I still know my way around it." I pull the phone out of my pocket. "That's how I've kept this thing running bug free over the time." I put it back in and stand slowly. Stretching.
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Ray pulled the barricade apart, and stepped outside. He checked his rifle, and sighed. "Three rounds left...not good." Ray sighed again, and moved to the next building. He tried the door, and found it locked. "Darn...gonna have to break in..." Ray braced his rifle against the storefront window, and slammed the glass repeatedly, hoping the glass would give.
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Andrew was able to return to his safehouse with little problems, fortifying it a bit more to help secure against the extra dead walking around. He had chosen a mechanics shop to reside in, find the workshop in it very useful for creating things, and the vast array of tools and welding equipment it had ment he only had to go scavenging for materials. Plus, the building itself is low on the looting list. With a heavy sigh, the shark walked over to his work bench and placed the flamethrower on it, reaching for a few tools before starting to disassemble the gun. He began to talk out loud, listing off discrepancies in his mindas he worked. "Damn handle is loose again, might need to go find a new screw this one looks stripped. Adjustment on gas intake need tweeked a little. Nozzle cooling ports need cleaned of carbon build up." He words died off into small mummbles, but he continued to tinker with the flamethrower, same as he did every night.
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"London...like the place..." Izzi said, looking about once more. "With the right wind, it's a bit of an easy shot--just need to compensate for drop..." She opens the forearm panel again. "I wouldn't imagine so...my dad was one to just throw something together unless it's an actual project he's getting payed..." She explained. "But yeah, he's an advanced technician, and he taught me pretty much all I know ever since I got this thing...engineering and tech are my specialt--..." Izzi cut herself off. "Sh, sh, sh..." She hushed, then listened out, looking around more. A faint banging is heard. "...hear that?" She asked quietly. "...walkers don't actually hit things...they just push against it...that's gotta be someone else..." She says as she retracts her forearm panel. Her ears tuck back. "Don't follow me..." She seemingly snapped, then ducked a bit low as she started making her way towards the banging.
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Zaida huffed walking to the warehouse just near the border of the city and entered, slamming the door shut and grabbing .her crowbar putting it between the door handles. She walked over and stumbled to a table dropping her pack aside and panting lightly. 'Losing far too much blood you have to rest' she thought I herself shaking her head lightly. Her tail wrapping around one of the legs of the table keeping herself steady as her head rested against the beaten wooden table and paws grabbing both sides with her hands.
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Ray eventually petered out, and stopped hitting the window. The glass had a decent sized crack in it, but not enough to shatter. Ray mopped his brow, and stared at the window, angry at both himself and the window.
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"Hey don't even think your leaving me behind. I was trained in stealth for a reason besides I think I know who it is" I run a head of her and take point seeing a figure around the corner I give her a signal to stop and move up stopping my stealth "Ray? What are you doing here?" I turn for a second "come on you. It's a guy I know. Won't try to kill you"
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Ray turned, and dropped his rifle. "L-Look...I just need s-some food, n-not trouble."
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"Hey, I can handle myself...!" Izzi snapped, but she kept following as she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't assuming he was going to kill me...I've already ran into two people and neither were hostile...I wasn't even going to say anything if it wasn't worth it..." She rounded the corner with London. "And my name's Izzi..." She saw a raccoon who dropped his rifle. He looked afraid. "Settle down, friend...we're no trouble to you unless you're trouble to us...I just wanted to see who was banging on something...you know Walkers are attracted to sound right...? How much ammo you have, anyway?" She asks, walking closer to the raccoon.
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"Hey ray. Catch." I toss him a can of food "now let's do this the smart way." I quickly cut open the door for him my sword still working beautifully. "There its open. Hope you can find something. Or if you don't mind We. That includes you if you want Izzy" I think this might work.
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"The reason I didn't shoot you is cause I'm not a murderer... though I won't make any promises" Blu said, walking past them. He didn't like being in the city, he'd rather be back at his warehouse, he had found enough food for a day or two, he had no more reason to be out there. He started back in the direction of his warehouse. Finally reaching it he went to the doors to get inside "The hell?" He said, it seemed the door was being blocked. He headed around to the back to get to the emergency ladder and climbed up. Peering down into the warehouse from the trapdoor which he used to get on the roof, he peered inside. "The hell are you doing in my warehouse?!" He yelled, seeing Zaida.
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Zaida eyes constricted from the yelled and ears stood facing him her gasmask, although was blurry due to the smeared blood on the lense. She stood quickly drawing her pistol swiftly and holding it tight with both hands and tail knocking the table down and crouching behind it, using it as cover. "Get the **censor** away wolf" she growled lowly although the blood and her voice showed she wasn't in the best condition but she wasn't going to back down any time soon, she never did.
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Ray blinked, and nearly dropped the can. "T-Thanks...I-I'll try to repay you." He stepped inside, and began to search the store, after retrieving his rifle. Ray found a discarded plastic bag, but only a few pieces of moldy bread, and a door emitting a pounding noise, as if something was running against it with a metal plate.
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"I should be telling you the same thing, this is my warehouse you're in" He replied, sliding down the ladder. He quickly drew is desert eagle and dodged behind a shipping container
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I step in with Ray. "You might want to back away from that door." I draw my sword Again ready to kill anything past that door if I had to. "Why couldn't we just all work together... Bloody other survivers." I bash open the door to a few walkers and cut there heads off quickly and with great force.
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The hybrid hissed. "Yours? You must be dumb, you think claiming things is going to keep furries out of your shit, well sorry to break it to you little boy blue but this is the end and I will whatever I please" she snapped followed with a sick laugh but were a bit muffled under the mask. She turned off the safety of the silenced pistol ready to shoot.
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((London, you're kinda controlling right now...if someone mentions something like the metal scraping on a door, they most likely have a thing planned, so...unless you mention something yourself, or someone asks you to do something, can you...not always jump in front? You sound like you're trying to be a bit of a badass, too...))
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(Well London is an Ex-PMC and is also kinda a badass. But I'll tone it down. Sometimes I don't see the line Between helping and harming so I'll say sorry)
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A walker pounded it's way out of a closet in the room, covered in head to toe with an EOD suit, complete with helmet. Although not able to bite, the large creature's bony fingers were exposed, allowing it to maul whoever got caught beneath it. It began to shuffle towards London, an arm outstretched.
Ray blinked, and tried to pull London away from the beast. "T-That suit's gonna m-make y-your sword useless." He looked at Izzi, in desperation. "G-Got any ideas?"
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Seeing the walker in the EOD suit I start to back up "nope. Izzy you got an idea? My fifty cal might be able to hurt it but it won't work at this range. Don't have enough time to draw a bead." I tip a shelf in its way. Slowing it slightly. But its only temporary... You might want to run.
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Izzi jumped back as the beast barged in. "Good God! Look at the size of that thing!" She watched as Ray pulled London back. "My dad's used that armor before when he was making a military project--that stuff is thick! We'd need at least a .50 cal, and even then, we'll be deaf if you fire it in here, and give us A LOT of unwanted attention...!" Izzi looked at Ray. "Uh, I-I have SOME idea, but it'll only knock him over...but it'll give us enough time to at least get away...!" She said, slightly panicking.
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Ray continued pulling. "I-If we knock it over, w-we can get the helmet off!"
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"Hell I can second the whole fifty cal makes you death Thing. But do what you need to or what you think will work and I'll follow your lead." I get ready to bolt or help.
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Izzi steadied her stance. "Get behind me, both of you..." She demanded. She pulled her right arm back, holding her left arm out in front. The arm started emitting a charging sound and started to vibrate. She held it back. "Come on...come on...!" She said under her breath waiting for the heavily armored walker to come within range. Her arm started beeping, And Izzi started painfully groaning before she let out a scream and lunged at the armored walker. She made direct impact with its upper chest as a deep blast sound filled the house. The armored walker shot back and bumped against the wall before falling down it. Izzi fell to her knees almost screaming as she clenched her right shoulder. She tucked herself down. Her arm had charged for too long, causing a critical overheat and reaching extreme temperatures. It was badly burning her shoulder. The walker lay against the wall.
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I dive behind you per your instructions and see the walker get hit by your am a massive amount of damage done to it I pick you up off the ground and as I move to touch the robotic arm I can feel the heat coming off of it. Knowing that what is causing you your pain. Thinking quickly I pull out one painkiller something special made for burns and just give it to her making her take it. "That walker is out for the count but im not letting you end up like that. In pain."
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The arm is incredibly hot to the touch. It burns London before Izzi pulled it off him where she fell to her knees again. She still clenched her shoulder, almost crying. "Just finish it! Take off its helmet like Ray said!" She shouted. She denied the painkiller as it wouldn't help.
((Sorry, but you can't MAKE others do something...))
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(There are ways. Just did want to be specific. But never mind.) I walk up to the walker and quickly Riping its helm off I cut its head off thinking out loud "we could use this EOD suit... Ide just have to clean it first..." I walk back over to you two. "So what are we going to do about your arm. My hand I'll be fine but your shoulder... God knows what might happen"
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((It's not allowed period unless both/all participants consent...))
Izzi props on one knee, no longer screaming. There's a quiet burn noise that fades quickly. She stands up, and turns to Ray and London, tears in her eyes as she still holds her shoulder. "G...good...at least it's dead..." She sniffed. "Good thinking, London...but it'll be tough to get off..." Izzi looked at her arm, her upper arm still having a very light tint of red. "Th-that was nothing...that's happened before...just not to that degree...literally..." The arm had a tiny warning light--it flicked red. "I-I just held that too long..." She sniffed again, wiping one eye. "I...should be okay in about half an hour...I just need to rest for a second..." She turned and sat against the wall next to the door.
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I just walk up and place my hand on your non burned shoulder. "Take all the time you need. I would be able to keep a swarm of them off of you. Tell me if you hear anything. I'm going to try and get that EOD suit off that undead bastard." I walk over to its body and start to look for zippers and seams looking for anywhere to start pulling it off and finding a zipper i begin to undo it.
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Izzi looked up at London. "Thank you, and good idea...I-I should be okay soon..." She said before London walked away. "Sorry, dad...I know you said not to...but I had to..." She said to herself. She closed her eyes for a small bit while she waited on London.
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Andrew set down his tools and looked over his flamethrower, satisfied with the outcome. He left it on the bench and went back over to his truck, which he pulled into the garage, and leaned into the bed to pull out a fire axe then reached into the cab and grabbed his AR-15. It was time to scavenge, so he wouldnt need the thrower and the truck. Retreiving an empty duffle bag from a shelf, he filled it with a drill, bolt cutters, crowbar, and the axe, before flinging that and his rifle over his shoulder. After double checking to make sure he had everything, the shark locked up his shop and went into the street.
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Finally after about ten minutes of cursing and mumbling I get the suit off and start to inspect the inside. "Wow. This thing is practically mint condition all but that punch you put in it. The inside has nothing in it and there is no walker blood on it." I slowly start to compact what I can of the suit and put it in a large almost Milliary grade pack I have. "I can't believe how hard that arm hit that thing though. The servos on that thing jeez..." I walk back over to izzy and sit beside her. "That arm of yours is very valuable to have. It's nice to see you've kept the mechanical parts of it working"
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*Dubaku grabbed his things and continued on foot* I gotta find some people to do this with, it just ain't no fun killin solo. *Dubaku spots three figures in the distance* Huh? *he wonders if he should make himself noticed* Oh, why the hell not? *he takes out his desert eagle, aims for a shambling walker near the figures, and fires off three rounds*
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Izzi opened her eyes and looked at London as he sat next to her. "That's the work of my father...!" She said, looking back down at it, then back to London. "I haven't had to replace any parts since it was made...I just take very good care of it as it *is* my own arm..." She explained. "That overheat was caused by the power generator in the upper arm...charging like that takes a lot of energy...too much gathered at once makes the generator heat up very quickly...metal, being a conductor of heat, chains up and down the whole arm, even the chassis on my shoulder..." She explained. "Thankfully, no systems were damaged and the whole thing seems to be still functioning..." The flickering red like stopped. Izzi started moving her fingers and arm again. "Seems to be okay now, still a bit warm, but it shouldn't affect it much..." She looked back at London. "Sorry, I tend to ramble...I see you got the suit off. How is it...?" Suddenly 3 round hit the outside of the house. Izzi flinches and looks around. "Ah--what the hell?! Anyone hit?"
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Hearing several shots fired near us I hit cover pulled Ray and Izzy in as well I take my Sniper off my back and aim it at the figure right at his head. I yell out "Who the hell are you." Angry now. He just shot at us. Though he killed a walker he could have been guning for us. "You have five seconds." An empty threat.
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Okay, great, you can talk! *he makes his way over* I wasn't sure if you guys were turning or mute! *he looks at the walker's motionless corpse* Also wasn't sure if any of those shots would hit. I guess they did. *he lowers the sniper with his index finger* I think those shots would be better used on walkers, by the way.
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Izzi poked her head around the door. "Don't you think it would've been smarter to actually say something first before suddenly firing?! You could've killed on of us! Who are you, anyway...?" Izzi asked in an annoyed tone.
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I put my Sniper away with a growl. "Depends on how you act. Never the less I will ask again. Like Izzy. Who are you." I just stand back a bit but none the less in sword range ready to kill him. "Though bloody waste of ammo"
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Well, the shots got your attention didn't they? And it killed a walker in the process. That's one less than what we gotta deal with. Oh, yea, I'm Dubaku by the way. Nice to meet ya both.
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Izzi just had an angry look. "A call out would've made a much better intro then shooting!" She leant back in and mumbled under her breath, "...such a pleasure..."
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And your name is- wait, hold up. *Dubaku unsheathed his Kpinga, pushes Izzi out of the way and decapitates two walkers in one sweep, he then extended a hand to Izzi* My bad. So, what's your name?
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Izzi, once more with just an annoyed look, just stared. "Let's keep that a mystery..." She said, looking away.
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"Well hello Dubaku. Names London" I sigh hearing what she said. "So... I see you got yourself well armed. That at least I can work with. But I will say this to all of you. Do watch your fire if I go in with my sword a gunshot wound helps no one." I sigh and take a seat on a shelf. "Anyone know a place we can go and get somewhat fortified for tonight?"
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*Dubaku looks at Izzi* Okay, I gotchu, not feeling like the talkative type. No worries. *he looks to London* Good to make your acquaintance, London. I know of a gun store not too far from here. We can crash there if ya want.
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(I'm not waiting any longer wolx, sorry)
Zaida kicked the table sliding over to where the blue wolf was hiding, she couldn't get a shot for he was hidden. 'Shit' she thought "This I'm not going to deal with you, I'm wasting my precious time" she roared loudly taking the silencer off and shooting the air then the window having the glass to shatter, the gunshots echoing. She grabbed her bag and bolted to the doors grabbing the crowbar allowing the doors to slam wide open. The hybrid ran out and down the street with a slight limp, looking back seeing a few walkers starting their way to the warehouse.
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"So what do you two feel like. I would go with him... You but I'm not without the rest of them?" I stand there. Acting slightly nervous and spotting a glint of green in one of Dub's pockets. "You got grenades or something there Dubaku?"
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Huh? Oh yea. *he grabs one out of his pocket* I grabbed a whole box of 'em. They're in my bag. *he takes off his backpack and opens it up, presenting its contents* Feel free to help yourself to 'em.
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"Well screw you too" He yelled back at the hybrid, walking to the door and seeing the walkers. "Great. Just peachy" Blu mumbled, bolstering his pistol and readying his sword, charging at the walkers. A few minutes later they were all dead, and blu was left panting in the streets. He muttered some curses under his breath and went back into the building, beginning to resume his barricading.
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"Thanks." I grab about five frags and put them on a bandolier I found. "Nice to have some heavy firepower back." I continue to stand looking odd. Just waiting impatiently. Just siting there.
(Now you three just so you know I've got to go for about an hour. If you do decide to go to the gunstore then London will be with you.)
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Izzi just paces around. She quickly adds, "I can't use firearms..."
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Blu was sweating hard, he had boarded up every entrance and every window - save one door on the far side, to get in and out. He climb up to the roof and looked at the sky, it was sunset "Looks like time to call it a night" he said, climbing back down, he sat down on an old mattress and tossed his mask off "Got a big day of scavenging tomorrow" he mumbled, closing his eyes.
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I'd imagine there's more at the gunstore, I only skimmed through the back. *he wipes the blood off his Kpinga* No worries, uh... I have no idea what to call ya. We can get ya a machete or something. Can't fight empty handed.
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In thsi case London remains silent not wanting to explain to Dub what that arm can do and slightly shuffle my EOD suit out of sight. Out of mind.
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Izzi looks at Dubaku and raises her robotic arm, "You'd be surprised...this thing is stronger then your average anthro...Hell, just before I met with London, I cracked one's neck just by hitting the back of it...crushed another's head against a wall with just my elbow..." She just looked at it.
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"Ya... I had my suspicions on that things power. Other then on that walker you killed. That confirmed them." I say just loud enough for Izzy to hear. "Do you want to go with this guy. If you say no it's fine. I'll come with you." I just shrug.
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*Dubaku looks at Izzi's arm and smiles* You were a Guinea pig too, huh?
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Izzi looked at Dubaku and London, then back in the house at Ray, "I...think I'm gonna stick with Ray...like I said, I don't use firearms...I don't know how, so...a-also, I already have my own place, and I don't really plan on changing that location cause it's where I make repairs on my arm..." She explains.
Izzi looks at Dubaku angrily and approaches him closely. "Say...that...again..." She says, leaning close to his face.
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I step between the two. Pushing them away from one another "Relax you two." I turn to face Izzy. Saying quietly. "Very well then. Though I hope you don't mind if I tag along. Might be able to help you. If you want it." And I turn back to face them both. "Don't start something like this. No one will win and to top it all off one of you if not both of you will be dead."
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I was just asking a general question, dayum. My fault. Anyways, given I'm probably hated by Madame Machina over here, surviving alone is boring. And if ya don't have someone in this group with expertise in aircraft, I'd like to be that guy.
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Izzi snapped, "Keep the comments and names up and you'll become the expertise in playing dead..." She crossed her arms and looked away.
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I would use your real name if I knew what it was. But oh no, I shoot a walker you didn't even see coming, then murk two others you didn't see coming and suddenly I'm the bad guy.
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Izzi looked Dubaku in the eyes. "Nearly shot us...Guinea pig...Madame Machina...yeah, you're not so high on my list right now..."
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Zaida stopped a block away lifting her tank top and wrapping the last of the bandage tightly "before pulling it back down giving a small sigh under the mask "I will Gut him and use him like bait for the walkers" she growled holding her side pushing down lightly to give pressure to the wound making her huff. 'Night is coming' she noted in her mind. She looked to the sky the sun setting the light following after the city casting shadows.
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It's not like I'm a terrible shot. *he quickly draws his desert eagle and fires at a walker atop a car, nailing it right between the eyes, it's lifeless corpse falls flat on its face* See? Have trust in people.
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Izzi watches Dubaku shoot the random walker. She looks away again, unimpressed. "I don't have trust in people that shoot rather then speak first...you could've hit one of us...! And two of your shots missed and hit the house..." She points to the bullet impacts.
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Like I said, not terrible. *he says in an ironic tone with a smirk* I could've hit one of you... but I didn't. Look on the brighter side of things- Oh sweet Jesus! *he looks over Izzi's shoulder and bursts out laughing, seeing a female walker in a skimpy dress, a rat's-nest hairdo, and no shoes, he then gets up and regains his composure for a moment* Okay... let us all take a moment and revel at that. *he points to the zombie* A zombie thot, a Thot Walker. It's a thing! *he falls back, laughing*
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((I just want to remind everyone to look at the rules frequently. Changes may occur and sometimes these things can slip our minds. Now, from here on out, I'm not going to remind anyone anymore about acting like a Dixon suethor. I suggest thinking of back up characters because I'm going to start killing survivors off (the ones that aren't following my rules). I'll allow one reincarnate per player, but they have no memory of life before and can't have the same abilities as before. The only things that can stay the same are the character's looks, name, and some parts of their personalities.))
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"You all must really have a death wish." Andrew says, walking up to the store, his axe over his shoulder. He had heard the gunshots a few blocks down, coming to investigate and try and pick off some of the walkers attrackted to it. Instead he found the people responsible, laughing their asses off. "Firing a gun not once, but FOUR times then sitting here squabbling like children while you just rang a dinner bell for every walker with in 3 miles." He shook his head, looking around for a moment, keeping his other hand down near his handgun just in case. "It baffles me how you all have survived this long."
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I've been standing off to one side of this entire time and see this guy walk up. "You relax. I've just been leting these two fight it out. Now both of you cut it out." I walk up to Izzy "Let's just go." I turn to Dob. "Sorry." I start to walk off to one side. "Oh and you. Don't mind me im the only one with a level head right now."
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Blu woke up to the sound of gunshots, looking up at the sky "Almost sunrise, good enough" he hopped, putting his mask on and headed out the door. Blu started in the direction of the gunshots, maybe there would be a fresh body to loot. He finally reached where the shots had come from he saw a group of furs, "Would've preferred a body to loot" Blu mumbled. "Who didn't invite me to the party?" He yelled, coming upon the group
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Ray stepped out of the store, a few cans of food stuffed in the plastic bag. When he saw the extra furs in the group, he stopped in his tracks, his paws shaking.
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Izzi looked about. "Another?" She sighed. "I'm gonna go check on the Raccoon..." She turns around and walks back inside the house finding Ray standing in the middle of the room wish shaky paws. "You alright, Mr...uh...Raccoon...?"
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"Well nice to meet you too, terminator" he yelled back "Oh boy, even goody two shoes wolf and hothead the shark are here" He said walking up to them "So, are you trying to get yourself killed? I could've heard those shots from miles away. Also, who might you be" he said, nodding to the dog
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(I would like to join.)
Name: Talia Garrison
Gender:Female.
Age:18
Species: Zoruark
Weapons: Shotgun, Sniper with silencer, folding shovel (see pictures)
Clothes: heavy black leather jacket, purple tank top, blue jeans and black boots.
Supplies to start out with: 5 clips of ammo for each weapon, two days of food and water, a lighter, some old gum with 3 pieces left, sleeping bag, flashlight, 4 fully charged batteries, and an mp3 player (out of power) with a charger.
(Not all my picture are working for some reason.)
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(Talia someone already has a 'michanical arm'...)
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(That doesn't mean there can't be two. Plus its sort of built into my fursona already.)
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((You'd probably need to let the owner know--she was skeptical with me having a robotic arm...))
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(Alright...I guess I can leave that part out. I'm already putting aside Talia's other powers anyway.)
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(Also it's a bit of a BIG coincidence to have two furries in the Rp with robotic arms don't you think, but who knows just talk to Acon.)
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(I don't want there to be any hassle so I'll just leave it out.)
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Ray took a step back, his heart racing. "A-Are these guys bandits?" He eyed Blu in particular.
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Izzi looked up at Ray. "No no! At least...I-I don't think so..." She looked back at them. "What do you wanna do...?" She quietly asked Ray.
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Ray gulped, quietly. "L-Leave."
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"Did you just call me a bandit?" Blu growled, drawing his sword "Try saying that to my face, I'll gut you like a pig" he growled even fiercer than before
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Izzi looked back at Ray. "Any proposition on how we do without being questioned...?" She was quiet with her voice so the other don't hear.
((Ray didn't actually refer to you, Wolx...he said he eyed you... >.>))
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((I was assuming he was referring to the group, and I was part of the group. Just an edgy personality))
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Talia was up tree looking through her sniper scope, trying to see where she go next. There were no bullets in the sniper rifle she was just using it to see further and through the scope saw everyone at the house.
"What do we have here." She zoomed in to try and guess at what was going on.
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Zaida walked through the streets humming under her mask. Twirling her crowbar about, taking a hit to the legs of a walker that had a missing hand. She began to bash the bar over onto the corpse before resting herself and giving a sigh as she leaned her head back standing up straight again. Zaida rested the crow bar on her shoulder continuing down the road passing through broken cars, bodies, and such.
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*Dubaku strode around the lightly populated streets, then turns to the other survivors* So, we should probably get going soon. There's a military base- it's pretty far, and god only knows if there are still any functional weapons and/or artillery. Worth a shot, though, right?
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"You guys go ahead, I'm leaving before the walkers come because of you careless gunshots" he growled walking away.
Blu continued down the streets. Cutting down the occasional walker and finding a few food items here and there. He rested his saw on his shoulder and sat on the hood of an old car to have a bite to eat from a granola bar he had found.
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(I just realized that I'm going to my mom's this weekend and she doesn't have wifi. So...it's probably best I wait to get involved until I get back.)
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Ray started moving away from the group, slowly, hoping to slip away unnoticed. He didn't mind if Izzi followed, she didn't seem to have a weapon, and didn't seem aggressive.
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Izzi hung close to Ray, following him as he tried to slip away. She tried to stay as quiet as she could. 'Things are going to fall apart quickly with this many people,' She thought. 'probably best to break away...'
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Andrew just shook his head. "What ever, Im getting out of here. If any of you had any sense left you would do the same. Oh and dog, take those gernades and toss them in the nearest sewer drain. They are going to be next to useless against the dead." Taking one final look over the group, the shark turned and jogged back down the street. Walkers were already starting to pour into it, groups of them heading out from side streets and crawling out of broken store front. He had to get somewhere safe, becausw in a matter of minutes th8s place was going to get swarmed.
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Seeing Izzy and Ray slip off to the side I move towards them two. At least wanting someone to move with and I close in to a few yards with the both of them. "You two want a third? I wont bite" I continue to move quietly with them surprised that I could catch up so quickly.
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Ray suddenly sprinted down the road, as fast as he could.
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Izzi, on Ray's tail, ran as well.
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Blu though he heard footsteps and sat up, looking behind him, he saw Ray and Izzi running his direct. He quickly slid down behind the car to hide
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Moving behind those two I see blue out of the corner of my eye and nod before I continue with those two. Though they do think I'm a threat I am a good person to be with them. A bit of a gaurd if you will. But never the less if they are running because of me or with me I stick with them.
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Andrew kept running, and the foot steps he heard behind him told him the others decided to also. Smart. But if they all didnt get out of this area that wouldnt matter. The shark kept glancing down streets, looking for a way through the masses of walkers that were gathering in them, finally finding a more or less clear one three or four roads down. Taking a sharp left, he sprinted down it, shoving aside a few stray walkers that got in his way before continuing forward.
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Izzi kept close to Ray, but took a quick glance behind to find London after them. She came to a quick halt and ducked down, sticking out a leg in an attempt to trip London.
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Zaida was sharpening her blade having a sharpening humming quietly into her mask. Her foot patting the floor, the hybrid then leaned back and rest her eyes resting but her ears stayed sharp
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Seeing the leg pop out I quickly avoid it and look at her before turning around. "I get the point now." I start walking off to the west through the few homes that are around us now but loop back once out of view of them to keep an eye on them. Keep them somewhat safe before leaving them alone.
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'Worth a try...' Izzi thought, then started running back after Ray. "We need to get somewhere high, and fast! It's getting dark and walkers are appearing!" Izzi called to Ray.
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Ray nodded, and pointed ahead, slightly above the rooftops. "I-I set u-up a place a few days ago. T-The fire-escape is the only way up." He turned sharply into an alley, thankfully clear of walkers, and started up the fire escape. The ladder had already been pulled down, as Ray had been there before, as he said.
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Zaida was kneeling over her boot placed on a corpse, not one she killed but stumbled upon. Unable to become a walker since a few bullet wounds were seen through the head possibly from the military when they quarantined the city. Didn't help, they all failed... She was sharpening her blade testing it on the arm of the dead fur. Her tail resting on her utility bag that laid in the street as she focused through the mask which had a small crack on the left.
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Seeing those two make it up there I breath a sigh saying 'thank god' and start to climb up on to a roof myself wanting to get away from the undead. And find one out of there sight suitable for the task and begin climbing.
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Andrew sees his safehouse just down the road and runs up to the chainlink fence, tossing his bag over first before scaling it himself. He drops down onto the other side with a heavy thud, sitting down inside the parking lot breathing heavily. Only a few walkers had followed, pulling and clawing at the fence in a failed attempt to get in and mual him. He would have to deal with them later. Getting up, the shark glanced up at the sky and watched the sun slowly continue to sink below the buildings, eventually retrieving his things and heading inside his workshop.
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Blu looked around at the swarming masses and began to run, he had to get back to the warehouse in time. After reaching it he looked around for anything to block the door with, seeing some crates he pushed the in front of the entrance, hoping it would be enough. He could already hear the groans and scraping on the boards 'Let's just hope this holds' he growled
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Izzi followed behind Ray, climbing the ladder to the fire escape, then pulling it up and locking it in place behind her. She hunched over, paws on her knees, and out of breath. "Whew...! Been a while...since I ran...that fast..." She panted.
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Ray nodded, and started to pull on a nearby rope, pulling the fire-ladder up with it. "Y-Yeah...i-it's n-not fun." He tied the rope off on a nearby vent, and the sat, rubbing his face. "T-That guy...he's...I-I don't know the...the word."
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Izzi cocked an eyebrow up. "He's...?" She asked. She looked around.
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Ray rubbed his head. "H-He's threatening, but not aggressive."
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Izzi offers a paw. "Let's just be thankful we're still here to think that..." A small amount of walkers start shuffling into the ally below.
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Ray nodded, and took Izzi's paw. "A-Agreed." He shook her paw briefly, before releasing, and then laying down. "How'd it all come to this?"
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Strolling through the dark steer she mumbled a song. "Wish we can turn back time to the good ol days~" Her body swaying a bit as she did, injured, tired, hungry and just sick in her head she walked sometimes laughing in between as she was lost in her mind. "Momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out. We use to play pretend, give eachother different names, we build a rocket ship and fly it far away~" her voice drifted off into silence as she wandered into an alley and sat upon a dumpster kicking her feet lightly as she leaned against the bricks watching some walkers walk past holding the crowbar in both paws on her lap.
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*Red was twirling his pistol,walking through wrecked cars*
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Izzi sat next to Ray and brought her knees to her chest, hugging them. "No one knows...it just sorta...happened..." She looks down at her feet.
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"Missing the past life now are you. Also don't worry about me. I don't mean you any harm. Even if you do me." I sigh as I sit above you. "Despite what you may think you found me. Not me you." I just sit there somewhat relaxed and calm. Despite you looking for me and looking to kill me
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Andrew walked up to the roof of his workshop, squinting to try and look into the street. He could hear them. A lot of them. Milling about in the road, some banging on the fence that surrounded his building. He lifted the flare gun he had in his hands and fired it into the air, a bright red bolt of light shooting into the sky and illuminating the area. The horde it revealed was massive. It seemed to come from the south, heading deeper into the city center and surrounding streets. The flare slowly parachuted down into the undead crowed, most being drawn to it and deawing some of the infected off his fence. "Just great..." He mumbled to himself.
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((London, didn't you say you broke off? You're not with me and Ray right now...))
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(Oh that was to Zaida but just never mind it. Though London does want to group up with those two.)
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((Maybe you should specify next time then just saying "you"...))
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(Oops I'm sorry I'll edit it, didn't know it was meant for me.)
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(Like I said it was fine. I thought you would get the hint but its fine. Anyways lets just contue.)
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(No it's fine besides I'm not getting replies, just included Zaida's name so I do know )
Zaida's ears lean back before looking up. "I'm singing fool, my past life wasn't any better" she said calmly, under her mask but her voice gave chills.
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*Red looks at his gun*"I wonder what vegetarian zombies would be like"
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"Then I feel sorry for your loss. But if you like living in a world like this." I only sigh and drop down. Pulling a can of food out from my bag. "You want some? I happen to have extra." He says to Zaida
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"No" she replied plainly to the wolf while watching the dragon walking down the street with a raised brow.
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Anothrr flare launches into the air, this one aimed further down the steet. A few of the dead have spotted Andrew of the roof, but if he could keep the herd moving along then he could dispatch the few that remained. One thing was for sure though, there would be no sleeping tonight. With a heavy sigh he pulled up a fold out chair and sat down, sipping from an energy drink as he watched the street below.
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*Red stepped over a few bodies*
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"Fair enough. Though it wouldn't kill you to accept help." I sigh and eat slowly. "You know people are all so helpless these days... Some just want to live. Some feel like giving up. Me. I just do what I can. It's all we can do any more. Now. What about you? How do you feel about this all?" I continue to eat. Not gloating in the slightest.
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Ray shuddered slightly, and curled up. "I just wish...that if I closed my eyes, it'd be all over."
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(Excuse me, but I was wondering if I may join since I love zombies!)
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(I'm sure Acon won't mind, also if you love zombies I recommend signing up in zombie Rp for serious Rp section. The actually Roleplay wasn't made yet.)
"Me? I honestly could care less or don't know. It happened and there's nothing we can do, the world was **censor** up enough, we had a good run..." She said calmly under the mask giving a light shrug. She continued watching the dragon closely trying to scope out what goods he held.
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(Thanks i'll give that a thought.)
Name: Harris Sulone
Race: Hecules Beetle
Gender:Male
Apprence: Harris, has a shiny jade green exo skelltion, while he has two arms and legs, his arms are a bit ripped and at the end of his hands he has three fingers which think and hard. Now his head has a horn that cones from his forehead and splits at the end, his eyes are two large round spheres, while his mouth is like a closed sideways bear trap. And his legs are like his arms, As for the body.His is round and has two closed wings which can't make him fly but do provide a longer jump, if he can use them.
Clothing:For the most part he has a speical SWAT suit that leaves space for his horn and snuggly around his arms, while he wears a grey banndana around his face like a mask, and leaves his feet and hands bare, due to his family tree doing this for many years.. Last he carries a large back pack that has many pockets and zippers to carry most of his bolongings.
Ablites:Street fighting,heavy lifting, camper, has an increased endurance, and a fast learner.
Weapons: He tends to use his fist, but often carries around a steel cowbar, and a trusty fire axe..
(Ok i'm done, so will he work?)
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Ray shuddered slightly, and curled up. "I just wish...that if I closed my eyes, it'd be all over."
Izzi looked over to Ray as he curled up, then back to her feet. "...if only it was that easy..."
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(Just change the swat clothing, since it give a big advantage... My dad is in SWAT and the suits are pretty protective... The rest is fine I suppose so just wait if not start and hopfully Acon doesn't give ya the boot)
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(Ok I understand, i'll change it to cargo pants, a black jean jacket, with a red under shirt. Then he will have a grey fedora with a hole for his horn, and thank you for the heads up.)
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After sliding the crates in front of the door, Blu ran to the rooftop exit. He climbed out, climbing back down on the other side, hoping they would eventually just give up. He cut down a few stray walkers as he made his way down the road
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(This is still to Zaida)
"True enough. Though we are last of a kind. Form last I saw the Asian supercontinent had been destroyed and Africa was dead too. That leaves the EU and northern and southern america you've seen the destruction here first hand. I doubt the south has survived as well. So that leaves us. Simple as that. There is no one else... And with the amount of walkers... We are all doomed. We just got to try and live for as long as we can." I sigh and set down my finished can of food. Shaking my head. 'All of us are going to die some time... Even me. Though I've made peace with it... Let fate take me when it will.'
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Harris was on another supply run and had gotten some decent things like a can of Spam, when he saw a flare go up n the air. He knew walkers were about and stayed clear of them. When the walkers were stirred away he tried to find were the shot may have been from. He careful walked and avoided making noise, when he saw that the street was clear he pulled out his cowbar, and scanned the roud for any raiders..Since he never thought the end was near..No he never lost hope..Since the more heads he bashed in the better he felt and wanted to save anyone he can from this hell hole...
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"I suppose" she replied to London in a soothing tone while fixing her mask. Her jacket zipped open revealing her bloody shirt in the side and some of her pants. She watched a few walkers seemingly scanning for goods her tail swaying side to side as it was limo in the floor.
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Ray sighed, and spoke quietly, fixing his gaze on Izzi. "Is there anything you miss from before...all this?"
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Harris was still walking down the street holding his cowbar over his right shoulder...
Post Merge: September 28, 2015, 11:21:53 PM
(Oh And I found my drawing of my Beetle. http://i.imgur.com/QKZWwaE.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/QKZWwaE.jpg))
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"I don't believe we ever exchanged names. Names London. Yours?" I see her cut and blood on the shirt. "Do you want some help with that cut. It looks real bad. I know how to stich it up a bit better then what you got." I slowly reach in to my bag reaching for a needle, thread and some antibiotics along with pain killers. Only having given her a few things from my medical stockpile.
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"No I'm fine don't worry about me I can take care of myself out your stuff back wolf, and you can call me Z, I'll say my name once I'm comfortable" she huffed in a calm tone. She leaned against the wall and watched the sky holding her blade, her finger lightly dragging. Making sure it wasn't dull
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I quickly replace the stuff in my kit. "Z it is then. To be fair most people would have shot me by now so you are a step up from that. Not like I really deserve it." I only sigh and lean a bit more in to the wall behind me. Almost blending in with the Shadow finally realising its night. A small smile creases my face as my senses get (or feel) sharper. Able to tell more detail then before. I was always a creature of the night.
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Harris was getting tried and notices that their is what apears to be a safe house and looks for a way in so he can have a place to rest. "I must be careful, the only thing that is deadly then walkers is angry Furs." He says to himself and keeps his voice low..
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"I'm just not wasting bullets and I'm sure I can take you down without guns." She said in calm tone her tail wrapping around her waist as she stood pull her jeans up a bit. "Now what do you want? Hmm?" She asked in a commanding tone.
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"I truly want nothing but a good conversation. Simple as that. No I get people most of the time run or hide that or fight. I just want to even talk to someone who isn't thinking of about five different ways of killing me and looting my stuff. But I bet you still are." I sigh the shadows almost looking deeper around me. Keeping me hiden. "That's the only thing I want. Is to talk."
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"Well 'talking' is just asking for trouble your lucky I don't want to waste my energy" she huffed looking both ways making sure there was no walkers around before crossing starting towards the building ahead.
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"Good luck. Z" I climb back up on my roof top to contue watching the streats a little depressed by what just happened. 'Bloody shame.' I walk over to one side of the roof with several flares naer by I see a fur on the roof of a building most likely the shark guy I saw before and one... Looks a hell of a lot like a beetle down in the street. Climbing over the roofes I drop on to one not to far from him. "Hey you down there. You might want to get off the ground lest the swarm sees you." I proffer a hand to help the guy up.
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Harris can see hand and without a second thought takes his hand and lets him get off the streets. "Thanks man, I'm Harris...Say I have a can of soup. You can have that, for your kindness." He says as he looks back at the street in a bit of fear..
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"Same to you" she said calmly to the wolf. Zaida crawls through a hole in the glass, lightly rubbing against her. She looked about it was deserted of course. Walking over behind the counter and laying down to rest giving a long sigh.
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I help him up and nod. "Thanks for the offer but I won't take you up on it. Names London by the way." I see his gase directed towards the street. At the walkers. "Ya. They used to get at me but then you realise it ill take a thousand to one now a days to kill a survivor. Then its less frightening." i slightly shuffle the bag and sniper on my back and nod.
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He nods and rubs the back of his neck. And fallows the wolf. "Well it's nice to meet someone who does want to kill me. Hey but don't worry, I love smashing the heads in of walkers.." He chuckles and rubs his hand over his cowbar and he wiggles his wings a bit and pops his back..
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"Same here. Personally unless you give me an actual reason to kill you I won't. If your a bandit for example..." I pull out my sword for a few seconds just to show you. "You may like to crack skulls. I cut heads off myself." I put away the weapon. "If your sticking with me I hope you don't mind sleeping on a roof for the night. Though my sences are the best at this time I think I'm going to need some sleep" I laugh a deep laugh. "Not like anyone gets much in the way of sleep now a days."
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He listens to you and puts the cowbar back as he sees the sword and gives you a thumbs up.."Nice pick." He folds his arms and looks back at the street."Please I don't care were I sleep as long as those punching bags stay away from me." He shakes his head and looks bad at you. "You know, i'm starting to like you...But i'm no free runner, I can run..But not like some of the spider monkeys I see.Ahh but thats why these old wings are starting to help a bit." He says as he put his hand in his pockets...
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"I can teach. But I do believe wings if used properly could be better then an experienced free runner like myself." I nod and just look at his back the wings in menton that are in alright condition. "But hey I'm not perfect. I have seen better then myself." I lean back on the roof and almost disappear. Before leaning up again. "I can also do that."
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He watches to and nods a bit, thinking that he could,.He was always on key with things, even if they were new. This wolf can be a great help to him...And maybe he can be a little more then a muscule for drug's...Well thankfully he has gotten oit of that long ago...He notices that you do your neat trick and lightly claps with two fingers..."London...What's up with the flares?" Harris asks as he sits down and takes out a small wool blanket and takes off his banndana showing his bear trap like mouth..Which he lays down and covers himself with..
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((Alright, beaches! I'm ready to throw Acon in finally.))
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(Well we will see what he/she. ((Can't tell by the name)) can do. However I do hope they wont be a person I have to KOS. ((Kill on sight.)) From there own attacks. But we will see.)
"The other guy is using them to attract the walkers to different positions. Away from his shelter. Dont mind them and just try to get some sleep." I just lean back in to the shadows basically becoming invisible and with one eye open fall asleep quickly just trying to keep my body somewhat rested.
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Harris wants to say something, but just falls asleep like a stone and the little light from flares almost calm him...and this Wolf, or London as he should say..Hmmmm just something seems a bit off with him. Now I'm not saying that he going to stab me in my sleep...but..Ugh...i'm just not used to nice furs..He snoozes and waits for morning while a dream us about being a big brother to the family he had.....
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((Oh honey, I'm just gonna tell you now, you'll have to try. But I'm a master at rp and you may not be able to even lay a finger on her~ Mwahahaha!!))
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(Nice to see someone has a good dream in this apocalypse London doesn't. Also we will have to see. London could just pull a maze runner and GTFO.)
London's sleep is patchy and restless dreams of warzones past and people he had to kill. He wakes up at some point in the morning with a yelp and quickly keeps him quiet by puting his paws over his muzzle. Trying not to wake Harris
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Ray had fallen asleep at somepoint during the night, and woke up early in the morning. His stomach growled, somewhat loudly, and sat up. "Another day down." Ray sighed, and peeked over the edge of the building.
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Acon walked along a deserted street with one paw in her pockets and another holding onto a long pole that was propped up on her shoulder.
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Harris heard the noise, but it was garbled in his sleep..The next day, he puts his banndana on and folds up his blanket...He looks trough his bag and takes out the soup can he found ealier and get's a can opener, which he ripps open a plastic bag, that contains plastic silverware and waits for London to wake up, while letting the suop cook a tiny bit, by having a small manginifing glass over it. Harris's ear holes pick up on another foot step, and it's all alone..."Well time to kill my daily walker." He looked over at the edge to see where this walker is..
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I wake up a hour after I did the first time to see Harris up and about. Walking over to his position I keep quiet and try to see what or who he's looking at and preping my handguns Sniper and sword to deal with it. Lo it may be an over use of force but non the less I must be prepared. I always need to be prepared.
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At that moment, Acon didn't have much on her; just her weapons and the clothes on her back... Plus the pole she was twirling around.
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(Arrrg this is hard. Knowing acon is going to try to kill London wants me to make him fight Or GTFO but I don't want to metagame you. I don't know what to do. Why did I have to ask my questions.)
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((Hehe, it kills you doesn't it, London? >:3))
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(Why did you have to make that pun. You know what I'm just going to do it and if London dies then that's me out of the RP. Permanently.) I stay up there for just a second finally seeing whats making the noise. A female fur with a pole. Odd choice of weapon. "Hello?" I say directed towards the fur. But keeping my hand at my sword hilt and at one of my handguns.
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Acon looked up at London for a moment with a bored expression in her face. 'Who the hell is that?' She thought to herself, eyeing the wolf. "Hello!" She called back.
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Still standing up on the roof. "Hello. What are you doing down there. It's not safe for anyone." Something Doesn't Feel Right... "I would recommend you get up somewhere safe. Or be careful down there." I loosen my sword just a tad out of its scabbard and place a hand on my handgun. (Hopefully not metagaming. *crosses fingers*)
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Acon shrugged. "Just taking a morning stroll. Care to join me? I sure would feel safer with strong wolf such as yourself." She laughed then, knowing full well that she could hold her own against any danger around these parts.
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I Don't Trust Her. "I'm good. Thanks for the offer though." I slowly settle back in to the little shadow the roof provides and keep hidden. I'm going to track her for a bit. Want to see if my thoughts about her are correct. I start to move from roof to roof following right behind or nearby her. Keeping hidde.
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Ray spotted Acon in the street, and spoke quietly. "I hope they know what their doing."
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Acon raised a brow and shrugged at the wolf left. "Fine then. He doesn't know what he's missing." She sighed then and turned on her heel to keep walking.
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Ray let the fire ladder down, slowly, and climbed down. He started to follow Acon, and spoke a little louder. "Miss?"
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Seeing Ray approach her I Listen in to the conversation. Just aware that what she says could tell me who she is. How she treats people. I wait and watch and wait. Plan a inconspicuous entrance. Like I overheard but didn't interrupt. I Guess We Will Have To See What Happens.
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Acon turned to look at Ray with the same bored expression she'd fixed on London. "Yes, what is it?" She steppe closer to Ray, close enough for their noses to touch.
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Harris, shakes his head and chuckles to himself...For he knows that he won't have to deal with her..So I get down close the the ground and jump off, useing my wings to slow me down.I land , looking for just one walker to take down...It just feeds the urge I have to fight...
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Ray blinked, and scrambled backward, falling onto his rear. "I-I w-was just wondering...w-where were you going."
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Hmmm. No Aggression. Maybe I Thought Wrong I hear a moan behind me spining around I slice a walkers head off with my sword and keep my noise down. Praying that I wasn't revealed. Hoping no other walkers are nearby I continue to watch the conversation
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As I walk around I see a walker and quickly bash it's head in. Fisrt with my crowbar, then I pound my fist into it, and let some of the blood on me....I get up and go back to were I last saw London..
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Acon smiled. "I'm hunting. Wanna join me? I saw a piece of meat earlier, but... It got away."
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Ray furrowed his brow. "M-Meat?"
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Acon shrugged. "Yeah. It was a nice piece of wolf meat, I'm sure. Strong and heroic looking." She laughed then. "Maybe I'll see it again soon." She shrugged.
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Ray blinked. "S-So..y-your target i-is alive?"
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Acon nodded. "Well yeah. Can't very well trust anything dead here, can you?"
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I slowly pull my Sniper off my back. Aiming it right at her head and firing. One fifty calber shell will kill. Especially since you can't doge a bullet.You Might Want To Watch Your Words bitch. the hunter becomes the hunted.
(I'm sorry but I don't think you have a way out of this unless you have some impossible luck. I think you are dead. It's a fifty cal being shot at your head. At our distance. Instant death. Even if it may kill ray if it tumbles its one bandit out of this World.)
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Acon moved her head just in time to avoid the bullet. Her ears perked then and she smiled brightly. "Wow. What a stroke of luck!" She shouted with a loud laugh.
((You forget I'm a master of rp and can deflect all auto kills like it ain't nothing. Cause you know why, that's godmodding. And godmodding is against the rules~ ;*))
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The loud blast cuaght my ear holes and I begin to pick up my feet and get on a building and try to run were I think the shot came from.."Now who the right mind whould shoot that powerful of a weapon? On what..a walker?"
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Ray blinked, half deafened from the report and impact of the .50 cal bullet. "W-What? W-W-What j-just ha-happened?" He crawled backwards, slowly.
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Acon looked in the direction of the blast and sighed. "Seems my meal is trying to hunt me." She grabbed Ray's arm. "Come on, let's get to safety before this guy fires again.
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Ray let himself get picked up, still very disoriented.
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(Even though in a logical world you would be dead about five minutes ago and your body would be cooling as I tipe this. I'm disappointed. So I'm out. For now.) London starts to sprint over the roof tops towards Harris. "Harris We got to go Now. Bandits coming our way." I continue to sprint an climb hooking Harris with one arm and urging him on.
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I slowly come out of my blood lust and look at him..."Sure..But personally I have been looking for a fight, and don't worry..I can find you again..Theirs not many places you can be...Sorry..But I have to keep moving and help who ever is stuck in this hell hole." I fold my arms and hopes he understand as I turn my back and flutter to the ground and salute him.."Oh and by the way..I have a can of soup cooking for yea.." i say as I walk down the roud..once more...
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((To be fair, London, you DID take a shot at GM straight out the box. Even then, you literally started in a zombie apocalypse with an anti-material rifle. Now, I haven't brushed up on my 'Murican Law recently, but I'm pretty sure that isn't legal. Just sayin' man.))
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((I feel as though logic was thrown out the window when the concept of zombies was even invented and whenever the rpers in this thread decided they weren't going to follow my god damn rules, home slice!))
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(Whoa, I fallowed all the rules and chaged my guy a bit so I would be a normal surviour.)
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((Fro yo, yolo. I love your name by the way XD ))
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(Note what I've said plenty of times London was A PMC. He had access to military grade weapons and armour. He has his fifty cal as a power weapon. Besides I only gave him 2 mags (ten rounds.) To use. So it is somewhat balanced when fighting in an urban setting. When people have SMGs and ARs. Sorta like the DSR-50 from BO2. Shit unless used properly. Like that.)
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((Okay, stop the gun lingo both of you! I don't understand it and I don't care! Let's just get back to the rp.))
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(I'm just saying if this was real life you would be dead and I mean real dead. Like 250 confirmed kills dead.)
"Ok. If you want to meet up just head for the highest structure still standing. I'll be there." I start to sprint over the roofs and structures killing walkers as I have to moving towards the main tower in this town. The tallest tower in the city. Perfect place for a Sniper like myself.
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((Yeah, and I have a feeling all the noise you're making would attract zombies, so shut your cake hole and get back to rp before I send a hoard after you and Harris! Which wouldn't be at all fair to Harris!))
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I nod, and jog to were I thought that girl might have gone. Since she must have been what spooked him..
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Acon lead Ray to an abandoned thrift shop just a few blocks away from where they were originally.
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Harris checked some of the stores he visted and searched for food or anything useful...Saddly he olny got a package of gum and a small box of laundry dertergent.
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Zaida yawned and her eyes fluttered open as she looked at the ceiling of the store she was in. "Another day" she whispered, Zaida then stood giving a sigh as she rubbed her side gently. 'Getting better' she thought.
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I start to climb up the tower stopping somewhat up for a time before stopping and taking a breath. Realy high up. About fifteen floors. "Perfect spot." I smile as I set up my Sniper to watch the most apparent approach to the tower
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Harris decides that it is time to head to the tower and torts his way their, avoding any walkers he sees and keeps a low profile, until he reachs the tower..and climbs up small buildings to get their...
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I see Harris running over the buildings and such towards the tower I Guess This Was A Good Spot To Pick. I let the sun glint of my scope to tell him I'm here and fine. The hunters have not found me yet. Nor will they. I put my Sniper away and climb down a few flights ready to get him and go. To the one place I know we can be safe. (If you are wondering what I'm talking about PM me Lovien and I'll tell you my plan.)
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*Dubaku wanders around the city, being careful to avoid as many walkers as possible, he stumbles over a soldier's corpse and finds a map of the city* Alright *he grabs the map off the corpse scans over it* Hmm, military installations... Ah *he looks at a nearby street sign, then back at the map* Okay, so, a couple blocks over, then I just head left. *he makes his way to the base* Alright... this is probably a bad idea. Hell, what are the odds that there's any functioning military equipment... Or that I'll even be able to get in. Guess I'll find out when I get there- *he stands before the installation, towering steel walls, razor wire, and the entrance was open* And, it's open... the inside's probably pretty trashed. *he walks through the entrance, rotting bodies littered the asphalt, the Humvees and trucks were covered in blood and other bodily fluids* Yep... Pretty trashed. *he looks to the building within the installation, he then tries the doors, they won't open* Oh, f--- you, of course you're locked. *he sets his pack down and starts looking through all military corpses for explosives* C'mon, I don't wanna have to use one of my grena-Ah ha! *he pulls a grenade off a soldier's corpse, breaks the window, pulls the pin, throws the grenade in the entrance, and takes cover, the grenade blows and the doors fly open* Life... made easier. *he enters the building and searches through the lobby for a directory*
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Harris climbs up a few levels and looks at London with a dissaponiting look, "London..what were you shooting at earlier...Since I know it wasn't a walker.." He stops talking and holds his breath..."Nevermind...Anyways, say....Would you mind if we can just sit and talk about are past?" He says as he takes a break and sits on his back pack..."Man today has been a long one..."
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((I honestly don't care. It's Acon, by the way.))
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((Apologies all! Internet was cut all last night, so I had no hope of getting on! I've caught up though!))
Just near Acon and Ray, there was shuffling and banging heard in an allyway nearby. An absurd amount of walkers showed from the ringing sniper shot.
There is a faint grunting and some growls emitting from the ally. "Rrh! Get--" Another couple bangs. Then a squeal from Izzi followed by even louder hits.
"Aah!" She quickly squeaked. The banging stopped, but shuffling was still heard.
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*Dubaku finds a map of the building, unfortunately, the display case had blood splattered all over it, the blood had already dried, Dubaku scrapes it off with his Kpinga, then reads the map* Let's see... Armory, armory, armory- there you are! *he reads the location on the map* In sublevel 2... All aboard the Nope Express.
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Ray shook his head, and spoke coherently for the first time in a few minutes. "W-What're we gonna do? T-That's a HUGE rifle he shot."
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((Sorry, my interwebs got cut as well. PS Acon I wish you ran all the RPs XP)
Only had made his way back to the warehouse for the night after the walkers had lost interest, but once again waking up to the sound of a gunshot 'That didn't sound like any old gun, that was something bigger, like a sniper' he thought, gather his things together he headed off in the direction of the gunshots. He jumped across the rooftops, making his way towards the area. 'This isn't gonna be pretty' he chuckled, seeing the hoard approaching the other survivors
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((Why thank you, Wolx XD that's very kind of you~))
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((Acon for President xD))
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(Very well then. Acon and sorry about the delay Harris.)
"There was a person. I overheard that she wanted to kill me so I took my shot." I just shake my head. "Though some fluke she managed to live... You could call it luck. But even that wouldn't to it justice." I sigh and just sit. "Talking about my past is fine. Along as you tell me yours first. Personally I don't give information lightly. But I will still give it." As he says his final comment I just nod. "I have to concur with you there. It has been a bloody long day."
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"Well before the zombie thing stuck..I was the muscle for a drug deal...Now I never did any of the drugs, but it was good money. Beating up thugs who didn't pay.....Sadly...I used to have a boyfriend...and a little sister...But now...I know Mark is dead. And as for Lola...Who knows...And London, don't waste a bullet of a low life....It's just sad...Now..Since I can tell that were friends...or at least allys...Promise me that if I were to ever turn into one of those monsters...Kill me before I do...Now with that out of the way..." He sighs and looks into your eyes and takes off his banndana.. "Sometimes...I wish....I wish I was a action hero...So I can cleasne the world of these vermin..." He sighs and hugs you tightly..and sobs.."I....I wish I can go back...."
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Zaida slowly walked towards the glass window she peaked through before slowly opening the door. Wincing a bit as she made the mistake gladly no alarm went off. giving a small sigh she walked out, she felt better the wound not as bad but she needed to avoid any more injuries. The walkers seemingly past the area she was in only a few that trailed off left behind wandering in the streets. She opened a map setting it on a car hood studying where she was at, it was a bit torn and crumbled stained a little but that was the least of her worries, she needed some place to stay. She wanted to get out of the city this place wasn't so safe. The hybrid had her tail gripping the crowbar tightly swaying and her ears moving about with no rest, listening for anything.
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I return his hug with compassion and empathy. Knowing his story is so similar to my own. Feeling nothing but a shared Pain between us both. "I wish I could too." I pull you off my shoulder for just a second to look you right in the eyes. "Your and my pasts are not to far apart... I woked as a PMC and from there I did my job. Was damm fine at it... But one day it all changed... My girlfriend... Killed when me and her where on a mission... It was only a few days before this... This thing started. This infection." My voice starts to waver but I continue my story. Crying a little deep in my own pain. "I... I lost everyone I have known... I saw my family... When I found them... They where all walkers... So I had to kill them..." I start to sob outright now holding on to you like you are me. "I have relived that night after night in my dreams... It never fails... And I have never forgiven myself..." I look just how I am on the inside now. Old. Beaten. Sad. But not dead. My true self revealed. "I will never forgive myself..."
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Harris, takes a few deep breaths and and looses his hug as his eyes are red from the tears and his tough guy act, is forming into a fur, lost in life and his ways...He just waits thier, cuase he likes to hug guys, but it was also good. Since he can share his sadness. His horn touchs your head as he takes his banndana to wipe away his tears and hands it to you, for you to do the same. "You can't blame yourself...It wasn't you who made the dead walk...And look at me..I'm the strongest you can be... And even I couldn't stop this..." His hand rubs your cheek and he lets go as he breaks the hug and looks outside..."Sorry...I have been a bit lonely...Anywho...Thanks man for hearing me out, and I totally understand.."
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I only sigh and nod but refuse the bandana. Still a bit shaken. "It's ok. You know things I will never forgive myself for... It happens. Though I will say somethings dont always show themselves. I will say because I can tell. We both don't really shoot straight now do we." I chuckle somewhat and just place my arm around you. "But what can you do. Right. We are only mortal." I just nod again and sigh.
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Harris sits in silence and then a crunching like noise is heard as he talks again.."You know, your the closest thing to a friend I had ever had." He says as his eyes come black again..
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"And you me. It's not easy to make friends while your killing people." I chuckle. "It's kinda funny. Two people who worked in jobs where they had to be hard as nails are now having a nice little cry on top of a tower in the middle of the end of the world." I just hug you lightly. Noding thoughtfully. "But I thank goodness that I found you. Finally some one I can talk to."
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.harris looks innyour eyes and jods.."Heh, you right...Well I guess the end of the world can change a fur.." He lays his horn on your head and sighs.."Well, I wouldn't get too atached to me. Like I said, I had a boyfriend....But anyways..I think i'll just wait here a bit longer......Say want a peice?" He says as he holds out a slip of Rainbow Zebra bubblegm...
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"Yes please. Been a while since I've seen a pack of the stuff. Also the optive word is 'Had' so... Maybe." I shrug "Also let me tell you this Harris. I know a place we can go. To get out of this hell. You see there are mountains about twenty miles away from the city. The people I worked for had a stronghold in those mountains. If we go there. We might be safe. But we need to prepare. Climbing gear, food, water, clothing... At least for you. We will need all that but if we can make it... We may just be able to live in peace. Away from the walkers. Away from the other furs." I sigh and just place a paw on your shoulder. "So what do you say. You up for it?"
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Harris looks at your hnad and thinks about this..He sits still as if you just asked him to kill a fur.."Look London....I can't rest, As much as I would want to stay in a safe house until I die...I can't. The insane hero inside me can't sit still. Plus I want to save others like you saved me." He says as he hands you a slip and sighs.."After all....I get in furs ways when walkers are involded...." He looks back at you and rolls up in his wool blanket and falls into a deep slumber..
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Ray again wandered the streets, his rifle strapped to his back. He peeked into abandoned cars and buildings, hoping to find food and water. The walkers were off...somewhere else. Ray could hear them moaning, but wasn't sure where they were.
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Zaida was walking down the street dragging her crowbar and humming. Her tail swayed about. Before she stopped her body stuff as she say the raccoon down the street. Her paw gripping the bar tightly as she squinted to see through her cracked lense the and a little blood smeared.
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Harris wakes up from his slumber and gets up and heads out oh the building to check the roud for walkers or surviors...His gut tells him that walkers might have left and that he'll stay here for a while before moving out...
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Ray found a car containing what appeared to be a case of water. He looked around, hoping he wasn't being watched, before trying to smash the window of the car out.
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Zaida looking at the furry break the window or in attempt, she snickered. The hybrid beginning to stalk the rodent slowly approaching but hidden her eyes focused on the figure.
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Ray finally forced the rifle stock through the window, and Ray smiled. "Great." He cleared the rest of the glass out, and leaned in, trying to reach the case. "C'mon...c'mere...stupid box."
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Harris heard the noise and walked slowly to the soucre and watched to what he thought was a Racoon..
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Ray leaned farther into the car, until his rear was nearly level with the window. He finally laid his paw on the case, but found himself in another conundrum; he couldn't move. "U-Uh...H-Help?!" Ray kicked slightly, hoping someone who preferably wasn't a bandit would show up.
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Harris does a face plam and walks over to the coon and looks around.."Well I guess this would be the first..Here let me help.." he grabs your waist and pulls so your feet can touch the ground..
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Ray yelped, and pulled himself from the car, pulling the case of water with him. "J-Jeez. S-Scared me silly."
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He nods and crosses his arms, holding a cowbar.."Well a bug is scary..Thats why I wear a banndana." He chuckles and looks past you...
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Izzi shuffles out of an ally nearby, panting heavily before falling to her knees, then quickly on her side with a grunt, rolling onto her back.
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Harris is shocked and jogs to Izzi while holding his cowbar..Just in case.. "Hey are you ok?!" He says getting to her side and pulls off his back pack...
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Her eyes were shut, but she was still panting. Izzi slowly opened her eyes to look at Harris before closing them again. She troublingly mutters, "I'm...I'm okay...there was...so many...warehouse...dark inside...DON'T go in..." She lifts herself back to her knees again, coughing a little.
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Ray started to back away, trying to be quiet as he pulled the water case with him.
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Harris helps Izzi up and looks at the ground with glee.."Slowly...Your going to hurt yourself.."
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Izzi stands to her feet, "My thanks, mister..." She says, brushing her skirt off. She swings her hair back over her right eye. "Arm may be damaged...I had to jump from the second level and I think I landed on it..." She said, checking for scratches and buffs.
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Zaire hissed seeing the insect, and canine. "Of course more things that could possibly get in the way" she grumbled underneath the mask.
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Ray stopped by an abandoned van, and checked the water case. There wasn't much, in fact the majority of the case was filled with dirtied, bloodied clothes. Ray blinked, and dug through the clothes, hoping to find at least one water bottle. "C'mon...d-don't hold out on me."
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Harris nods and looks around him..As if he can tell someone else is here, but he shrugs it off.."We should get to somewere safe...Please come with me, and ease up."
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Izzi looked about real quick, then back to Harris. "Uh...y-yeah, alright, I guess..." She says looking up from her arm, thankfully working fine.
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Harris nods and walks with you to a empty store and lest you down to a chair and looks around and stops moving to listen..
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See the two busy she approaches the raccoon. Her posture a bit slouched possibly from the wound and her body swayed while walking her stained clothing and mask giving a menacing look.
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Izzi sits down in the chair and checks herself for any bites. "I don't think I'm bit, but...I think one scratched me..." She says, rolling her skirt up slightly to check her legs. She sighs, "Yep...knew it..." There was a decently sized gash along her thigh. It was lightly bleeding, "I need to close this, or clean it soon before it gets infected...or worse..."
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Harris, takes off his banndana and wraps it around the wound and ties it to keep it in place.."I have seen worse, and don't worry. I have some detergent..It's not the best, but it will work."
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Ray withdrew three unopened waterbottles, and smiled. He turned, spotted Zaida, and stumbled backwards, falling on his rear. "U-U-Uh...h-h-hello?"
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"Get up" she said although there was a short pause between the two words as she looked down at him.
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Ray scooted backwards, and stood up slowly. "L-L-Let me guess...b-bandit?"
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"Ah-!" Izzi quietly yelped as Harris applied the bandanna. "Mister, I lost my entire arm...you should know I've seen worse--this just isn't a good time to have open wounds...but...thanks, again..." She said, looking up at him before smiling gently.
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"Well... Sometimes, I'm more of a raider but you don't look like you have much on you" she said studying him a bit more with a raised brow.
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Ray placed the water bottles on the floor, and backed away, his paws up. "J-Just...t-take those a-and please d-don't hurt me."
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"I don't want your water" she said giving a sigh. "A deal, I'll throw something in for a health kit or pills... But if you don't at least cooperate with me, I'm going to beat it out of you" she said calmly her voice muffled and in a low tone
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*Red was walking through a junk yard,stepping over crushed cars*
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Ray blinked. "A-All I have a-are these b-bottles. I-I-I...I don't have a-any m-medical supplies." He knelt suddenly, and clasped his paws on the back of his head. "J-Just don't hurt me, p-please!"
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"I said if you cooperate." She shook her head. "Your not a threat, or not yet and not worth it so your fine and hush yourself before you cause a scene" she hissed at the end of her sentence.
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Ray didn't move, and kept his eyes on the asphalt, speaking quietly. "I-I don't h-have any m-meds..."
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"I know" she paced around her tail whipping the air as she repeated to hiss this quietly to herself.
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Ray crouched lower, bracing himself for a sudden strike. "W-What d-do you want?"
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She grumbled to herself. She hissed stomping at the raccoon. "Nothing!" She hissed in a hoarse whisper before dragging a paw through her hair.
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Ray yelped, and bowed lower, until his forehead nearly touched the ground.
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"Screw it, screw all of it..." She huffed. "You aren't worth it." She said giving the hint she had thoughts of attacking. She turned quietly starting her way as she looked at the store the two others walked in earlier her curious getting the best of her
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Ray blinked, and stood up. He collected the water bottles, and returned to the case.
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Izzi stood started looking around at the empty store. "Guess someone beat us here...it's almost barren..." She started to walk about the store and think. I've got my bag, a couple bandages, about 3 pills of painkillers, and enough food to last me the rest of the week...I need something to drink soon... She looked up and put a finger in front of her mouth gesturing to be quiet as yelling was heard outside. "...I suggest we leave..." She spoke quietly, as she started making her way to the back, searching for a possible back exit.
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Harris nods, but as soon as Izzi moved, he took his cowbar out and waited for whoever was coming, since the footsteps clearly told a short story...This isn't a walker..
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She didn't walk in but walked around the building just holding her machete tightly as she studied around a few dead Walker behind the place one crawler that she began to beat brutally with her machete until it went limp.
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Harris stayed until he decided the noise was gatting quite, and decided to fallow whatever it was..
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Izzi found a set of heavy metal doors. "Ah, here we are..." She said quietly to herself. She pulled. Nothing. She gave an annoyed sigh and tugged more...no budge. "Fine, we'll do this the hard way..." She quietly said, then jammed and tucked her robotic arm's fingers around the side of the door and started pulling. The door slowly started bending inward. "C'mon, you!" She said through grinding teeth before the door finally unlodged and swung open. "Well, that's probably not closing again..." She said before walking out slowly, checking around for anything or one when she spotted Zaida. "Merde!" She shouted then quickly hopped back inside, attempting to close the door. "I hate you, karma..." She said due to the door now not shutting.
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Zaida stopped at a fence putting the machete back walking back a few steps before running and jumping climbing over and landing on her feet.
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Harris heard the some foots steps but decided that the door was more inmportant..he groaned a bit as he did a faceplam and headed back into the shop to check on what that wolf did.."What in the world is she trying to do?" He thought to himself.. As he saw the walkers and grinned a bit...
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((Edited my lost post--I missed that Zaida said DEAD walkers...so...recheck that ^^" apologies))
"Mister!" She called to Harris, "there's someone out there, help me block the door!"
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He chuckles and closes the door and slides a few chairs infront of it..."Don't worry, bandits never go solo. And if they are, they are crazy and will most likely make plenty of nosie."
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She looked at the window looking through to see it must have been the storage for the store, restaurant, whatever it was she didn't care. She pushed lightly against the glass having it open a bit. The hybrid then climbed up the utility bag on her tail as she jumped in landing besides some boxes with rotten food.
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Harris looked in the shop but then just looked back at Izzi..."Give me a sec...I think my gut is telling me something.." He taps his cowbar and heads to the front door and then turned around and walked about...the area, cuase he had a feeling that just won't go away...
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Zaida heard the door. She kicked a box having it tumble some fruit falling out causing a bit of noise she then crouched and ran to the corner hiding behind a shelf.
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Harris heard this noise and walked slowly to is.."Hey, fur...I don't want to hurt yea..Now just come out, and we can talk." He said in a calm and soft voice..
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Izzi looked back at Harris as he walked to the front, before sighing. She moved the chairs out front behind the door and peeked back out to find Zaida thankfully missing. She pulled the door back open and looked back at the sudden noise before walking out.
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She stayed silent crawling along the shelf looking where the stranger stood.
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Harris, knew the shy/ pycho type...or this could be someone thinking he was a bandit...So he stepped back and set his cowbar done and kicking it behind him...
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She stood and walked out silently. Leaving her utility bag hidden. "Yes?" She said a bit coldly as it muffled through the Mask.
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Harris folds his arms and looks at your feet to your face and then cracks a bit as he speaks.."I noticed that you werevwandering around, and don't want to spill any blood.."
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"Even if you tried you couldn't I'm looking for materials. I don't need people getting in my way." She huffed
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"And I don't need people treating my life, but as I can clearly see. This won't be the case...So what do you think about working together?" He says with a serious face as he ruffles his wings..
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"I don't like 'working' with others" she said calmly her tail swaying back and forth.
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He nods and and lets his arms fall to his sides.."Thats fine, well then. Carry on your way. But don't forget I will be around if you want help." He says as he turns around and picks up his cowbar and looks into his backpack..
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"I didn't say I didn't want to just don't like to. Although I accept your offer but don't be so surprised if I run off" she said grabbing her small utility bag
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He smiles and folds his arms.."I understand...We all have something to do...Like I promised to kill a walker a day.."
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"Alright and there's two of you, correct?" She asked calmly.
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He nods and turns his body.."Well I work with a sniper, this hurt wolf, and at one ponit a drug dealer..But the sniper is somewere, the hurt wolf is taking a rest...and then you see me."
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"Hm, and a dragon was walking past. He was going towards the car dump in pretty sure." She said.
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He puts his backpack back on and smiles, as a holds out a slip of Zebra gum.."Care for a peice, and I will have to check this dragon out."
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She slowly and gently took a piece into her paw. "Thank you"
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"Your welcome..Now I'm going zombie hunting.."
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Izzi swings back inside the back doors before closing them and moving the chairs back in front of them again. She makes her way back to the front of the store, rounding an isle behind Zaida, "Mister, you do NOT want t-" She cuts herself off and stop where her feet lie as she saw Zaida in front of her. She stayed silent.
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Harris looks at Izzi then back to Zaida...and sighs.."Ta da, now Izzi, this is....ummm a ally..Now you two be good.I have a skull to crack.." He says as he walks out the store and heads to were he tought he heard some moaning...
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She lifts her mask slightly to have her snout out as she unwrapped and her tongue licked the the gum into her Maw as she began to chew putting the mask back on. She looked at the tigress up and down and watched the insect head off before she started to study the area.
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Alone again... Izzi thought. She sighed before turning around, Whatever... She thought, and climbed out the window Zaida climbed in.
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She watched the tigress leave walking to the restroom. Closing the door behind her to take her mask off, jacket, then shirt looking at the bandage stained with blood on her side.
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Izzi dropped on the boxes before plopping on the ground, Now to go find something to drink... She thought to herself, casually walking off.
((Izzi's a White Tigress btw if you're referring to her as the wolf >.>"))
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(Woops...my mistake sorry..)
Harris was walking for what felt like 30 minutes when he sees a walking, rotten, corspe asking to die...So he let his mind slip and go in the blood lust...
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Zaida began to work on the wound carefully setting the medical kit down. It was a lot of blood but it wasn't anything new.
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Ray carried the water bottles, looking around for...the others that he knew weren't bandits, he couldn't remember their names. To the young raccoon, it seemed the list of known bandits was shrinking. He hoped some of the other guys he had ran into earlier were dead or dying. Ray wandered down the street, lost in thought.
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After what felt like hours, Harris coame back to his body and looked around as he was stained in blood and is really tried...He knew he most likely just went into a frenzy...He sighed and pulled out his crowbar from a corspe and shambled to his temp hideout...
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Andrews fire axe connected with the zombies neck, seperating its head from its body before giving it a hard kick with his boot and sending it tumbling down the street. Picking his gas can back up, he took a look at the bodies around him, then proceeded to dump the gas over them and in the walls of the shop he was in. Leading a trail to the outside, he light a torch and pressed it down to it, the flames heading into the building and setting it ablaze. "Another one clear." He mumbled, taking out his map and marking an X on it.
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Harris, Stopped in his track when he smelled gasoline...annd Fire? He was pizzled and now a bit excited..As he looked up in the bule sky, he saw the trail of smoke and knew someone was planning something...So after he took a break to pop his back and strech, he when to the burning building and stood 15ft away to see who might have lighted it up....
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Andrew stood in the street out front, staring into the flames and making sure the building was not going to go out. After a while of the flames getting bigger, he became satisfied, replacing his map and hefting up his gas can, heading onto the next purge location.
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Harris looks at the fur with a gas can and walks up to him..."What are you trying to do?"
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Andrews ears perked as he heard the voice behind him, turning around, hie axe ready to swing. The shark looked at the speaker up and down, deeming him a non threat, for now, before speaking. "Purge." He answered bluntly.
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Harris nods but chuckles and slaps his knee..."Well then, it might be best to conserve the building when the cure is mad." He shakes his head and rubs his chin...
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Andrews expression turn to one of distaste, as if Harris had just disgusted him. "A cure? Your joking right? There is not and never will be a cure. All the scientists are dead. The government is dead. There is only us and the infected left and Im here to make sure they die before I do, even if that includes burning down the city." He replied, turning and starting to walk away. "Dont get in my way."
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Ray carried the case he had pulled from the van, hoping to run into Izzi again. She, so far, had been the only fur that hadn't scared him...much. The three bottles of water he scrounged up sat beneath dirty sheets inside the case, so that he could possibly fool bandits or raiders into leaving him alone.
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Harris knew what was going though his mind, but didn't say anything..He knew his belly was rumbleing so he got to moving and tried to find any food..Or maybe hunt something down..
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Zaida huffed resting in the corner of the restroom drips and small puddles from her blood a bit. "Fantastic..."
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Ray sat atop a moving truck, and looked around, slightly horrified. He had gotten himself a large following of undead, and gotten himself trapped on the truck. Ray looked about, crying out. "Help!? A-Anyone?!"
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David heard that familer yelp for help and groaned as he walked to were he thought he might be..
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(And after all this time. And a few problems on his end London is back! Nice to see your all still here.)
I spent to many days alone in that tower. Waiting, watching, not going anywhere. I know im still hunted and still hated but maybe... I can help someone. Nearly out of food and water I finally make it back down the tower. I hear the yelling and keep my path on the roof tops going towards it. Finally spotting the source I see ray. "That bloody racoon again... I'll help him again." I start to move a bit quicker and draw my sword hanging just in cover I wait to see what he does.
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Ray looked about, and yelped when a rotted claw hit the roof. It slid back down, but Ray was scared.
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Seeing ray in his current plight I judge my odds. Quite a lot of walkers (about twenty that he can see.) I mutter to myself "Hmmm maybe if I take them out one by one we could be fine... That or I shoot neart them and lead them off... I don't have that many rounds left..." I drop from my roof top and slowly start to slink towards the walkers sword in hand
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Ray took a few swings with the butt of his rifle, before the undead were clumsily pulling it away from him. The weapon clattered to the asphalt, and Ray shook uncontrollably. "I-I'm s-s-so dead." He swung the light backpack he had towards the fetid arms that reached up to pull him down.
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I finally burst from my cover and start chopping I kill several of the walkers instantly and kick rays gun out from the swarm back about twenty feet trying as hard as I can to not become walker chow cutting of hands and legs. "Ray Run!"
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Ray jumped from the truck, but landed hard on his left foot, twisting his ankle at an odd angle. He yelped, fell, but struggled to his feet, and limped to his rifle.
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Fending off a few other walkers I start to run too. Seeing ray limping I quickly adopt a defensive position. "You keep running. There's a ladder on a store wall a few houses back. Go there" I start to keep a few of the things at bay. "Go!"
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Ray nodded, and started off. After a few minutes, he reached the ladder and struggled to climb it.
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After felling a few more walkers I run back to the ladder and climb up it. When I reach the top I pull it up and just sit on the lege panting a little. "Are you OK? I saw you walking funny. Not to mention the swarm down there."
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Ray shook his head. "A-A-Ankle...I-I think...I-I broke i-it." He looked down at his ankle, which had swelled considerably.
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"Shit just... Just hold still. I got some supplies for this" I start to pull out a splint and some bandages and a dose of morfine. I inject ray with the morfine and I contue to set the ankle in the splint wraping it up and praying my efforts where to task.
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Ray yelped as soon as London laid paws on his ankle. He looked on the verge of tears, even with morphine running through his system.
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"I wish I could do something more for you." I look at ray with an expression of empathy and care. I just pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them. "I hope you know I don't plan on doing anything to you. People are not the most receptive to help now a days." I just sigh and sit there.
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Ray, who had done nothing but stare at the roof on which they sat, finally spoke. "T-Thank you."