Alive within the Dead (Zombie Apocalypse Rp and sign up)

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    Welcome. There's zombies everywhere. No cure. No hope. Good luck.


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    Name:James Mile
    Nickname (optional):Six
    Looks: Above.
    Age:16
    Gender:Male
    Personality:Brave, a little insane, cold hearted, keeps fighting to the end.
    History (optional): When the apocalypse started his qhole family was infected so he killed them all with his father's revolver. Two weeks later he was bite and had to cute his own arm off. He carries around a knife and his father's revolver which he named "The survivor".
    Other: I don't read the rules cause i know who i am. Im the guy who plays the guy who acts like a pig who acts like Stalin. Im the owner of the animal farm. Four legs good, Two legs better.

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    Because your my friend... Accepted. It just says no op characters and all the other basics.

    Then why'd you say you didn't?

    Because I don't read the rules cause i know who i am. Im the guy who plays the guy who acts like a pig who acts like Stalin. Im the owner of the animal farm. Four legs good, Two legs better.

    Uhh.. But.. You did... :-\

    ((Now I suppose.))


    Isabella narrowed her eyes into her sights and she pulled the trigger. All that was heard was a quiet thunk of a zombie body fall to the ground with a bullet in his head. She walked up to him and cut his head off to let the blood spill onto the ground. She rubbed blood on her arms and legs and then silently advanced forward.

    James sighed as he was sitting on the top of a large building. He made his base up there l, having a campfire set up and a large tent. A half built shed was a few feet from the tent. James took another bite from the cooked fish, he had made.

    Isabella sniffed "Someone's crazy... A fire might attract them no matter where she or he is at."

    James finished the fish and sat up. He looked at the streets below, "too many of them on that road; and i think the blood nation have taken over that part of the city." He sighed and looked down. "Guess its the sewer systems again." He said and started climing down.

    She moved out the area and once she found a quiet spot she sat under a tree to rest a little while since there was no current zombies seen.

    James got to the bottom and opened the manhole. "God it smells like sh*t today." He said then jumpped in. Closing the manhole behind him. He reached in his bag and pulled out a flashlight.

    As she slept she had the same stupid nightmare. She spoke aloud from her sleep. "I want to kill them...Let me kill them... I want to so badly... Let me kill...."

    Isabella woke from her sleep. "Well it wasn't peaceful, but I got some rest..." She frowned.

    James sighed as he opened the manhole nd climed out. "A walmart should be here somewhere." He said as he walked down the street.

    She went up the tree and started to walk on top the building nearby.