₪ ᴄᴏʀᴘsᴇ ₪ ~Roleplay~

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    [size=36pt]Jayla[/size]



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    It was a perfect moment; the taste of the juicy meat absently flowing through my mouth, rootbeer tickling my taste buds, taking them on a wild ride. But that was when it happened. Bursting from the kitchen, a hoard of snarling zombies forced there way out. Even though I least expected it, I was on my paws within seconds, my paws firmly planted apart on the ground. My lips pulled up and back, my nose we filing up into a roar. They began to close in on me, and I knew it was impossible to take on this many zombies on my own. I sprang up, my muscles expanding as I flew through the air, before my paws met the counter. Quickly stabilizing myself, I whirled around, a snarl escaping through my tightly held teeth. All muscles in my body were tense, and I flexed my claws, though I am dog. They weren't gonna help me. A zombie threw itself at the counter, clinging on with its front legs. I felt a growl rip through my chest, as a lunged forwards, clamping my jaws on its forearm. I released an angry snarl, tossing its heavy body aside. The horrid undead were flanking both sides of the counter know. I doubt I had much of a choice but to stay. Looking both directions every second, things looked pretty hopeless for me.

    [size=36pt]Grim[/size]



    I heard loud clangs and bangs coming from the kitchen. Racing in, I saw thta pretty femme from earlier, trapped on the counter. A snarl reuped deep from within my chest, exiting from my maw. A few zombies turned around, and I lunged at the nearest one, knocking the heavy thing over and sinking my jaws into its neck. I dug my front claws into the sides of its neck, and my hind legs on its lower belly. Yanking, there was a terrible ripping sound, and I ripped off its head, blood spraying all over me. Some got near my nose and I sneezed, disabled for a few moments. Shaking my head to clear my head of the disgusting scene just below me, I turned and leaped for the next one. By then, all of the zombies in the kitchen were fighting and growling and snarling, trying to squeeze their way past each other to get to me; living flesh. On the ground, and not on the counter.


    [align=center][font=papyrus][size=10][color=black]I looked up, my memories breaking up for a moment as I gazed into Skull's eyes. I nodded quickly, suddenly feeling better. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine now," I said reassuringly. I got to my paws and shook my pelt out, to help me calm down a bit more. I smiled at her, just so she wouldn't start worrying then asking me questions, and then I would have to spill it. But I wasn't sure she would like to hear it anyway. So, it was time for a change of subject. "Here I can get you something to eat," I said as I walked towards where they held all the food. I pulled out some of the famous burgers and wraps for her picks to eat. "Well there's the famous Mc. Donalds food. Bon appetite."

    [size=36pt]Skull[/size]


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    [align=center]I nodded slowly, but pushed it away anyway. "I could get it myself, thanks." I started to say, but he'd already gotten the burgers out. I heard a ton of clashing and banging in the other room, and I heard faint snarls and groans and moans. Perking my ears at the noises, I became overly paranoid. I started to breath in less, and I was frozen on the spot.


    [align=center][font=papyrus][size=10][color=black]I looked up when Skull froze and I immediately began to worry. I walked up to her, nudging her with my nose softly. "Hey. Everything's gonna be ok alright? The zombies won't be able to get in. They can't pull open doors. They're mindless beast. That's our advantage against them. They can't climb or climb down things. They don't think. They only want to kill and eat. That's all they think about. We're gonna be fine," I said in a low voice. I made sure to look directly in het eyes so she knew that I was serious and that I meant everything. I wouldn't want her to break down or something. I mean I only just saved her.

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    [size=30pt]{ ᴄᴏʀᴏɴᴀ }[/size]
    I smiled to myself as I watched Rune and Skull talk. It was nice to see the large brute help out another femme, especially since they seemed to get along quite well. I refrained from saying anything though, so as to not embarrass him. Turning around to glance at Grim once again, I found zombies in his place. "Damn it..." I mumbled, and as one leaped at me, I expertly threw it off, and dashed towards the male Border Collie. Seeing the other femme in trouble, I instinctively leaped at another zombie heading towards the two dogs. Landing on its neck, I looked at Grim with wild eyes. "There's bunch more comin' from out yonder." My husky voice was hard, but my gaze was soft. Looking in the direction of the other zombies, I faced them, and backed up beside Grim.

    |OOC|
    Ugh, my LapTop won't let me put Azalea's picture up. . . But yeah.


    |IC|


    .:Azalea:.


    [color=white]I set my ears back as dogs disappeared into the McDonalds restaurant, then turned back to the coming zombie dogs. I pulled my lips back into a threatening snarl, and barked loudly. As if that would fend them off. They just smirked back and lunged closer, trying to panic me into stupidity. But I wouldn't let them get their way. I swiped out as one as it drew close to the counter, then quickly pulled it back as another snapped for it. I should have gone with the other dogs while I had the chance, but it was too late now. I'd have to fight them off by myself.
    If it's possible. . .

    [size=36pt]Skull[/size]


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    His words were blocked out to me. I turned and raced away, heading for the kitchen. I skidded to a halt as I saw a femme trapped on the counter, an ocean of zombies around them. I crouched, bunched my muscles, and leaped a whole five feet onto the counter. I skidded on next to the femme and nudged her. "You need to get off of this counter," I spoke. "Are you good at jumping?" I asked over all of the noise.




    [align=center][size=36pt]Grim[/size]



    [align=center]As Corona fought beside me, I felt a little more comfortable, especially since knew that she had my back, and I had hers. I lunged at a zombie, which was lunging for Corona. I tumbled over with it, slashing its eyes out, and ripping its lower jaw off. Now, it couldn't see, or bite. That was good. "Rip out its eyes and its lower jaw!" I barked out to Corona. It'd make things easier, instead of going to each one, placing your paws in a certain place, and ripping off the zombie's head. It'd just make more of a mess.

    .:Azalea:.


    I narrowed my eyes, ear twitching. I'd have to trust this dog to help me, even if I wouldn't in a situation that. . . Wasn't this one. I nodded slowly, my eyes opening again. "Yes, I can." I replied. I then looked over the hoard of zombies. "Where to?" I gathered my haunches, preparing myself for the leap, but waited for the dog's reply before I did anything. Besides, she probably knew more about survival than I did. It was trust her, or fend for myself and most likely die trying.

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    [size=30pt]{ ᴄᴏʀᴏɴᴀ }[/size]
    I nodded in response, glad to be fighting alongside Grim. It was definitely a conversation starter, though I could think about that later. Lunging at a zombie that was heading towards Jayla, I snapped its head around expertly, then flashed my paw quickly and powerfully across its face, which broke its jaw right off. It still came after me though, and it was close to biting me with the remaining top teeth before I kicked it away, and stabbed out the eyes. The blood and gore didn't even make me flinch, and I actually enjoyed destroying them.

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    demons; u do know.. that.. Skull is talking to Jayla, who is on the counter? X3


    But Azalea can help Skull if u want..

    Taylor:
    I listened to the large tan brutes words to the border collie femme, wishing Ihad someone to tell me that or get me to believe it. The snarls and sounds of zombies made me crouch down and whimper becoming more and more terrified by the second. I felt like we were all going to die, regardless of our fighting skills. My quiet crys continued on as Ilooked around with wide, petrified eyes.


    Raemondo:
    I looked around, undecisive of what to do. I then began dragging tables over to the door, tipping and stacking them to create a wall. I turned and began running, leaping over the counter and into the kitchen where the zombies were with a loud menacing bark. I lunged at the closest one, using my teeth and claws to inflict damge upon it. The zombie stopped moving and Igrabbed ahold of another, repeating my process until I got the same result. I was slowly making a path to the other counter, pushing them back farther and farther. They must of come in through a back door somehow..


    Ooc: sorry kind of confused on where they all were so winged it...lol:)

    |OOC|
    Oh, sorry. =\ Azalea was on a counter too, so I just assumed. Haha, too many counter dogs! =3


    But okay, I'll try to make Azalea. . . Do something.

    Renja's tears streaked her cheeks, tasty salty on her salmon pink tongue. Her little brother was lifeless before her paws, torn apart by zombies. She stepped back, whimpering. She didn't mean to, but it came out too loudly and alerted more zombies that there was an alive dog out in the open. They turned towards her, their mouths drooling with saliva.

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    .:Azalea:.


    I whipped my head towards the sound of a whine, though I don't know why. I expected it to be some dog getting killed, so I don't exactly know what made me turn my head, but I'm glad I did. I saw the dog, crouching at another dog, dead by the look of it. The zombies, including some that had been crowding me, were approaching her, leaving my counter area fairly clear. "Hey!" I barked, both to get the dog's attention, and the zombies. Now that I had a clear route, if I could get them to chase me, if I was fast enough, I could get away in time.

    Finally, Renja snapped back into attention. "Thanks." She whispered and raced away. Her grey and white fur fluttering in the wind. She led only a few zombies away from the other dog, fighting them with a sudden rage. They had killed her only family left.

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    .:Azalea:.


    I ran for my life, ears straight back. I didn't dare look behind me. I headed for the the escalator, but stumbled slightly, sending me tumbling down. I yelped, but I could stand the pain; It'd only leave a few bruises. I neared the mall entrance, but a nagging feeling in my stomach made me skid to a halt. I turned quickly on my heels, and, taking the zombies by surprise, burst right through them. It was a risky move, and one got a good nick on my ear, provoking a small growl of pain from me, though I can't regret anything just so long as it works. Their confusion bought me some time to get away, back up the escalator, not to mention that they were too busy trying to get past one another to me. By the time they were on the escalator, I was bounding off of it, back towards the female dog I had rescued. She seemed like she wasn't in need of help, seeing that most of the undead dogs were severely wounded, some dead. "Mind fighting together?" I asked, breathless from the long run. I glanced over my shoulder at the scrambling zombies on the escalator. They were close to the top, and would be at us in no time. It's sure help me a lot! I didn't want to drag the zombies back to her, when I had just taken them away, but it just seemed like a good idea to fight as a pair. We stood a larger chance of actually surviving, which, in my opinion, would be a very highly suggested action.

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    "I don't mind at all." She barked, snapping her jaws at the other zombies. They were both huskies, but the one helping me seemed smaller and skinnier. I tore through the zombies and snarled at them. They had killed my little brother, now I was killing them.