t h e . e n d . i s . n i g h - RP THREAD

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    [size=13pt][glow=black,2,300]❝ a man who won't die for something is not fit to live ❞[/glow][/size]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 450px;][justify][sub][size=10]♔ r e l a t i o n s h i p s


    [justify][sub][size=8]Where are we without romance? How can there be a story without some of that good old kissy goey crap.


    n o n e . s o . f a r


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    [justify][sub][size=10]♔ m e m b e r s


    [justify][sub][size=8]Andromeda Evilyn Constantine || female || 17 || ▲ H O W L ▲
    Ryner Damian Lost || Male || 19 || Never Known
    Nick "Foxes" Hawking || Male || 31 || »rexxy
    Calyx Jean Demae || Female || 18 || Carpe Diem!
    Lucas Ryan Zakim || Male || 23 || Two-Bit
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    [justify][sub][size=10]♔ t h r e a d . n e w s


    [justify][sub][size=8]none yet


    [justify][sub][size=10]♔ [color=white]r u l e s


    [justify][sub][size=8][color=black]&&all wcrpg rules apply.
    &&roleplay like a true advanced person, with proper spelling, grammar, punctuation, and capitalization. if you break these rules over three times, you will be asked to leave my thread.
    &&please try to reply at least once a day with at least four sentences in each post-- unless you tell me ahead of time that you will be inactive and unable to comply with this rule, you will be asked to leave my thread after three times of not following the rule.
    &&if you have read the rules, please put 'my achy breaky heart' in the 'other' section of your form.
    &&no starting major plots without me. we have a plot thread for that.
    &&cussing, gory stuff, blood & guts are welcome here! After all, it is the Apocalypse.
    &&There's nothing I hate more then when someone creates a thread but puts so many rules down no one can have fun. SO GO WILD! Make up crazy characters and plots. Let the muse be free.
    && NO CHARACTER MAY BE UNDER THE AGE OF 17!
    &&oh yeah and no chatting on this thread please.[/justify]


    [justify][sub][size=10][color=red]♔ [color=white]l i n k s


    [justify][sub][size=8][color=black][/justify]plot
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    ☠ a n d y ☠



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    ic → "Hmmm." A thoughtful sound escaped her lips, her forefinger and her thumb gently placed on her chin in a thoughtful way. The other hand was placed on her hip as her left foot tapped softly on the polished floors.
    "I should go for healthier things but that Mac & Cheese is calling my name..."
    Andy stood in a vacant isle, in a vacant supermarket, in a vacant town... Everything was quiet, eerily quiet. But she was used to it. She had been on her own so long, well, she thought she was the last one left. The out break was so savage she wasn't surprised if she was the soul survivor, not many did survive.
    "But what will I cook it with? I have no microwave or stove." She took on a sadder tone. She longed for the taste of a cooked meal. But going into a house would be suicide.
    "Well canned stuff it is." She sighed. All the fruit had died out long ago. If you found an apple tree, you'd be lucky...
    Slung over her shoulder was a large black duffle bag. She used it to stuff all kinds of foods, tooth brushes - anything she could find -.
    Andy looked like a pretty innocent human being, well accept for the deadly looking mace lying and the ground beside her foot... And the AK 47 strapped to her chest... And the daggers strapped around her waist... Other wise, very innocent.



    You Have Never Known Me
    You Don't Know Me
    You Never Will Know Me


    Necro headed out through the desolate landscape. Not having much business there anymore. He walked through the dead grass and trees 'till he came to an abandoned town. Deciding it would be best to stock up he headed for the nearest supermarket, browsing the aisles with his katana in hand he was heading for the canned food section when he heard a noise, almost like someone talking.
    "Well canned stuff it is."Said a female voice. He decided it was a survivor, albeit unlikely it might be a good idea to form a group of the survivors, though not many. It was worth a shot. He walked at silently as possible, slowly taking long strides towards the aisle that he assumed the noise was coming from. His head poked out slightly and saw a beautiful girl with sleek black hair and... A mace by her foot. 'Great, I really hope she doesn't kill me.


    I Am Never To Be Known
    I Am Never Known


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    ic → The sound of footsteps reached the sensitive hairs in her ears. Judging from the fact that there was no shuffle or dragging of limbs, she knew it couldn't be the undead. No it couldn't be...
    A human?
    She wasn't the last...
    Hope bloomed in her chest but she wasn't going to get to excited, for all she knew he could be dangerous.
    She held a can of beans in one hand, her icy blue gaze fixed on the text on the label, but her other hand gently and inconspicuously unclipped the AK 47 from the strap around her chest. Andy couldn't pick up her mace, he'd already seen it lying beside her foot, any sudden move and she would be suggesting an attack. She made no move, perfectly still, still seaming to be reading the can. She made no change to her body language and relaxed her muscles.
    "I wouldn't come any closer if I were you." Her mono-tone voice rang clear in the vacant supermarket. It was odd, using her voice for another. She spoke to herself sometimes but to another... Never...



    [fancypost bgcolor= # bordercolor=# borderwidth= 0px; width: 400px;][justify]Nick had spent a good portion of his past month running for his life. Not from the authorities, those cowards had fled he first chance they got. So much for protecting the country. He ran from those abominations that had been spawned. Demons, mindless creatures from Hell. This was like those video games he played in his free time, what was the name? Ah, Left 4 Dead. Yes, that was the one. This was like it, except without resurrection or anything of the sort. You die, you died. Lately it had been quiet, God bless him, although despite being away from those demonic creatures, he still needed to find someone else.[/justify]
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    ▲ H O W L ▲




    I want to reply back but I am currently stuck. still waiting for Necro's reply. If you pop foxy dear in the supermarket, then I'll help you out :)









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    [font=trebuchet ms][size=6pt][color=silver]▲ H O W L ▲ (c)


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    With only his trusty shotgun as his companion, Nick had wandered into a small town. Destruction had reached so far... had it spread throughout the entire world? He walked for a bit, checking out abandoned shops for anything of use when he saw a supermarket. Maybe there was food there, it was worth a shot. Food was scarce and he didn't want to risk eating anything that look vaguely like zombie flesh, and the last meal he had was a can of peas, and that had been two days ago. He entered from the far entrance, scouring the shelves for anything when he heard voices.[/justify]
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    ☠ a n d y ☠



    [size=7pt]ooc → lovely


    ic → As if things couldn't get worse, or better, depending if you're a glass half full or half empty kinda guy. Years of practice had always taught her to always listen. The sound of footsteps sounded somewhere behind her. Once more, she could tell it wasn't a zombie. It was another human. Once more, she was filled with joy that she most definitely wasn't alone. But then that same dark cloud passed over ahead as the thought crossed her mind that these people could be dangerous or even crazed...
    She still hadn't looked up from her can of beans. She still hadn't made eye contact with whom ever was just a few steps away from her. But if she concentrated to hard and the newcomer it would give this guy the chance to attack. If she focused to hard she'd become vulnerable. Dammit she was trapped. No where to go.



    [fancypost bgcolor= # bordercolor=# borderwidth= 0px; width: 400px;][justify]Nick stayed silent, staring at the to people before him. Two? Fantastic... unless they were hostile. He raised his shotgun just a fraction in case any of these people decided to attack. Then, warily, seeing as they made no attack, "Hello..." he said, tilting his head to the side and narrowing his eyes at them.[/justify]
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    ic → He sounds descent enough. "Hello." Her voice carried far in the supermarket, bouncing off the walls and reverberating, just like an echo. Her tone was as melodic as a flute yet as smooth as velvet.
    She didn't move, if she turned to meet this guy that meant her back would be to the other. That was a dangerous move, one she couldn't permit herself to make. Not making any sudden movements - humans were like animals when they were scared, she didn't want to scare them further - she gently placed the can of beans in her duffle bag.
    Her hand still on the AK 47, she slowly stepped backwards so her back was to the opposing rack of food. She felt reluctant to leave her mace but she had to, this way she could see both guys and she didn't have any blind spots they could attack. If she picked up the mace, it would be seen as aggressive. Her gaze flickered to the mace one last time but quickly pushed out any feelings of longing to pick up the implement of mass destruction. Of course being inconspicuous she gently slid a foot back. They would think nothing of it, but it was a slight fighting pose so if one did decide to attack, she would be ready. She lifted her chin and turned her head slowly to meet the new comers gaze. Her icy blue eyes flickered over his grimy frame.


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    You Have Never Known Me
    You Don't Know Me
    You Never Will Know Me


    (Dinner)


    Necro's lowered his sword when he saw the man come up."I won't harm either of you if neither of you harm me. My name is Necro. May I ask yours."He said, looking at the girl who had spoken he backed up, bumping into a giant wall of mushrooms that was just randomly there at the end of the aisle. A package landed on his head."Great. Now even mushrooms think they can attack me." He added sarcastically while flinging the mushrooms away from his head.


    I Am Never To Be Known
    I Am Never Known



    [fancypost bgcolor= # bordercolor=# borderwidth= 0px; width: 400px;][justify]Nick noticed her hand movement and caught a glimpse of the can of beans, but made no move to try take it. He respected this sort of thing, and if she got it first, then he'd let her have it. Better than fighting with her for it and destroying any kind of possible alliance they could have. He eyed the other guy for a moment, but he was of no interest for now. The girl seemed like she was in charge or something.


    "Name's Nick Hawking, most of my coworkers call me Foxes," Nick introduced. They seemed nice enough. Well- at least they weren't trying to kill him.[/justify]
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    ☠ a n d y ☠



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    ic → Andy grunted, rolled her eyes and walked towards the shelf, dropping all thoughts and signs of defending herself. These guys weren't dangerous. She cussed under her breath for thinking they might have attacked. That older guy though, he looked shifty...
    She grabbed a few other canned items and shoved them into her duffle, ignoring them.
    "You won't hurt me if I hurt you. Hey Necro. That's what you said right?" She spoke with sarcasm and spite in her words, not looking at either of them.
    "I think you need to be worrying about the flesh eating undead outside. Get your priorities right and you'll go far."
    Andy zipped up the bag and grabbed the mace.
    She turned to the guy called Necro and then Nick, curtsied sarcastically and said:
    "The name's Andy."
    And walked forth, bumping into Nick on the way out.
    Duffle over her shoulder, mace in her right hand and AK 47 in her left.


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    ☠ a n d y ☠



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    ic → "No." She called over her shoulder as she left. She didn't turn but it was so quiet heard him alright. "Nope total strangers. Have no clue who that guy is."
    She kept walking, she didn't turn back.



    [fancypost bgcolor= # bordercolor=# borderwidth= 0px; width: 400px;][justify]He wasn't sure if he should follow Andy, and reluctantly, trailed behind. He kept a distance with her, in case she didn't want him following. If she didn't, he could very well go off on his own again. He had survived this long, hadn't he?[/justify]
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    ☠ a n d y ☠



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    ic → He was following her? She could tell by how his footsteps fell in time with her own and they were not far off. To be honest, she so badly wanted him to stay. It didn't matter who or what he was, he was living and breathing and it was good enough for her. She turned her head slightly to the right so she could hear him. Yup, definitively following her. She was inches from the the window she had climbed through to get inside.
    She stopped in her tracks and turned to meet him. Long jet black hair hung from her skull and ended above the small of her back. Usually it was idling behind her like black waves but at a stand still, it was like a waterfall down her back.
    Those unnerving blue eyes that were almost white locked with his gaze. The bad flickering lights lit up part of her face, revealing perfect soft pink lips and porcelain white skin.
    "Can I help you?" She asked slowly, taking a few steps towards him.



    You Have Never Known Me
    You Don't Know Me
    You Never Will Know Me


    "Well that went well."Necro added sarcastically and blended into the shadows and exited through the front door, in front of Andy, banging the door shut in her face. He walked out and walked away. "No way am I teaming up with her. That foxes guy. Maybe. Definitively not her."He said then took a turn where 2 zombie things were walking around."I thought this town was vacant."He said and cut through them both with ease. Continuing passed the bodies."Better watch out. I think it's them that should watch out." He mumbled.


    I Am Never To Be Known
    I Am Never Known


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    ▲ H O W L ▲




    pssst *whispers softly* Never Known, she didn't go through a door to get inside, read post more carefully. She went through a window :)









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    [font=trebuchet ms][size=6pt][color=silver]▲ H O W L ▲ (c)


    [fancypost bgcolor= # bordercolor=# borderwidth= 0px; width: 400px;][justify]"Maybe I can," Nick said in return, letting her crystal eyes meet his ocean-coloured one. "Two is always better than one in this case." It was true. Plus, he still had those adrenaline shots from when he escaped the lab and his knowledge in healing. Those would surely come in handy.[/justify]
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