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.:The Dead Don't Walk, They Run:. -Rp Thread-
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Renee looked around the abandoned buildings, trying to imagine what it would like like without the rotting corpses that decorated the streets. She scowled, tying up her long hair. The dead meandered through the ally beneath her, totally oblivious to her presence. [/fancypost] -
( i'm sorry i am a total butt, but i gotta go ;o;. i'm sorry, i'll post later today unu )
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Luke stared at the undead, vigilant. He'd set up his camp in his old favourite haunt, a treehouse which sat in a tall tree in his backyard. He could see over the roof of the A-frame house that he once lived in. Now it was infested with those undead.... things. He'd recently returned from a successful raid in which he had retrieved nine cans of food and an entire 24-pack of bottled water. It was now pretty cramped in that treehouse, which had been intended for his twelve-year-old self, but the feeling of a full stomach was worth it.
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Renee hugged her leather coat closer to her body, eyes flickering to the residential part of town. She tried to avoid it, since it brought back memories of the first night everything went to shit. Instead, the black-haired girl opted to stay on the top of the buildings of the downtown(ish) area, one of which was an apartment she had secured. Or at least the top floor. [/fancypost] -
Red moved silently, looking for supplies, mostly pistol ammo(as she had enough food to last her a while) and survivors.
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Angie walked around the deserted streets with Buster at her heel. She swung the metal rod around, curling her lip in disguist that her parents couldn't last long enough to raise her. "Hey! Is there any other survivors around here!?" She yelled. Angie stood still in case some of the dead heard her.
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Renee's head jerked up as a voice echoed through the darkened town. The dead bellow her froze, before going back to their business. It appears the voice was too far away. Renee turned around, bounding into a leap and easily landing on the next building over. In the middle of a far away road, she saw a silhouette of one of the living. [/fancypost]
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Angie's dark green gaze scanned the streets until landing on a silhouette. "Are you dead or alive!?" She called out.
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Renee had leaped over the buildings until she was pretty much right on top of the girl. Her dog's tail was wagging slightly, and his ears were flicking this way and that. She was contemplating revealing herself,
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"Good to know." Angie replied. She easily leaped pushed herself up to the roof of the building till she was right beside the girl with Buster at her heel. Her eyes scanned the survivors up and down.
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Renee took a step back, arms crossed in front of her chest. She raised an eyebrow, looking over the duo in front of her with a hint of suspicion in her gaze. [/fancypost]
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"Who are you?" She demanded as if she were in a hurry.
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Both of Renee's eyebrows shot up, somewhat surprised by the woman's suddenly rushed attitude. "Renee," She says hesitantly, eyes scanning the land behind the person in front of her, "You?"[/fancypost]
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"Angie." She replied bluntly. "It's not exactly the best time to be on the rooftops mate'," She stated. "You don't want to be seen here. I suggest finding shelter." She suggested. "And in my opinion, I think that treehouse would do good." She said nodding her head towards a treehouse that was miles away. "Do you want to come with me? Or maybe you prefer being on your own." She offered.
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If Renee had another eyebrow, it would be raised as well. It was sort of her thing.
"No, thank you though. I'm good on my own," She nodded, keeping her arms crosses. Renee jerked her head in goodbye, racing over the building top and jumped.[/fancypost] -
Red saw to two girls talking. Once the black haired girl left she hopped down and walked over to Angie. "I'd say dead or alive but I can see you're definitely alive" she smirked keeping her finger on the triger, ready to shoot at moments notice. "Name?"
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Angie raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her chest. Buster let out snarls and barks as he lunged at the girl grabbing the gun from her hands. Angie took it and spun it. "Whose asking?" She demanded sternly.
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Red blinked in surprise, something that rarely happened. "Red Mystery. May I have my gun back, please"