The Beginning of the End (Zombie apocalypse RP.)

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  • [size=27pt]ドールフェイス[/size]


    私はドールの顔だ、誰も完璧ではありません、まだそれが自分に来るときは何も私の美しさを渡すことができないので、あなたが出て、達成されています !


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    [size=11pt]IC: "Darling, people are agreeing. Sitting here doesn't mean the end of the world, and if you go on your leg will never get better." He offered
    "What is the point Anthony. Why should it get better, we're all going to die and I won't have a d-mn limp in heaven." He sneered before walking away to the far side of the pew. Antonio looked dreadfully hurt.[/size]

  • [size=17pt]Beauty has a price.[/size]


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    [size=13pt]ooc: Sorry guys I'm so late! I was at my mum's!



    Name: Aaliyah Byrd
    Other names/Nick names: Ali, Birdy
    Unspoken Rank: Medic
    Religion: Agnostic (Open minded, doesn't have one)
    Age: 18
    gender: Female
    Sexuality: Bisexual, but has a preference for guys
    Crush(If one): Open
    Personality: Sweet, kind, optimistic, gullible, caring, humorous, innocent. Seeing how the world has gone to sh*t, she still tries to be bright and happy, hiding her inner depression and fear, and replacing it with hope.
    Clothing:
    [img width=308 height=510]http://artboxdesign.biz/wp-con…kirt-pacificplex-blog.jpg[/img]
    [img width=357 height=510]http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/0ncrq7-i.jpg[/img]

    Back story: Ali grew up with rich parents. She had a good life. Before the disease began to spread, she was going to college to become a doctor. She has lots of medical knowledge.
    Are they immune?: Possibly? It depends on how many people are already immune.
    Are they gonna die?: I don't plan on her dying at the moment.
    Theme song: Zelda's Lullaby
    Weapon(s): None- weak and incapable, Ali also refuses to hurt anyone, dead or alive
    Old job(Before apocalypse.): Didn't have one or need one, due to her parent's wealth.
    Important objects: None at the moment.
    Other: Height is 5'2", weight is 108 lbs.
    Codeword: Salve Maria



    [img width=324 height=510]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…a536239c92fd449b45b10.jpg[/img]
    Name: Asher Collingwood
    Other names/Nick names: Ash
    Unspoken Rank: Fighter
    Religion: Atheist
    Age: 19
    gender: Male
    Sexuality: Straight
    Crush(If one): None/open
    Personality: Curt, quiet, indifferent, cold. Not much care for anyone else, but bored and with nothing else to do, he will help others
    Clothing: In the picture
    Back story: Grew up average, not a care in the world, kind of just a jackass.
    Are they immune?: Nah
    Are they gonna die?: Sure, I don't much care.
    Theme song: Something with a lot of screaming and angst.
    Weapon(s): Pistol, machete
    Old job(Before apocalypse.): He worked at Hot Topic, that emo bastard
    Important objects: Headphones I guess
    Other: DO I NOT HAVE YOUR LOVE/AFFECTION AND FRIENDSHIP ALREADY BOWTIE?!?!? Also his height is 5'11" and his weight is 134 lbs.
    Codeword: Salve Maria


    ฬคภt t๏ ๒є คгt คร ฬєll?



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  • OOC:WATER*tackle hugs*mine!!!!!!
    IC:Rider was pretty much confused right now as what he had walked into


    Scarlett was leaning on the wall sighing,she was sing I miss the misery by Halestorm


  • I like Peridot.


    OOC
    accepted of course!
    IC
    Lock sat down in the back row of the church and organized her weapons. She looked upon her metal baseball bat and smiled, not the jack *ss she constantly flashed- no- this was a real smile.

  • [size=17pt]Beauty has a price.[/size]


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    [size=13pt]ooc: Where is everyone roit nao???


    ฬคภt t๏ ๒є คгt คร ฬєll?



    [size=13pt]ic: Ali let out a scream as one of the infected shambled towards her. She stumbled backwards, turning to run.


    Running along the top of a building, Asher looked down at the corpses- both the ones walking and rotting as well as those partaking in only the latter. He sighed.
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  • "Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things."


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    Woah I got here late... I'm just gonna jump in. My apologies if I mess up, I haven't read much of what I missed.


    Bellamy laid sprawled across a pew, his pistol held firmly in one hand across his stomach, knife in the other. His deep brown eyes hidden behind closed eyelids but it was clear by his tensed muscles that he was nowhere near sleep. In the silence he hummed a tuneless song, simply to have some sort of noise. The silence had always unsettled him more than the groans of the undead had.


    Finally, he couldn't take the tension anymore and rolled to his feet. "Are we gonna start moving soon or what?" His tone sharp with agitation, pace brisk as he started up and down the rows of pews. Without any work to do Bellamy was growing anxious. "I can run out for supplies or scout ahead for another safe spot? Anything." Now his gun was sheathed but he twirled his knife with his right hand, aching to be outside and working for his group.


  • [size=27pt]ドールフェイス[/size]


    私はドールの顔だ、誰も完璧ではありません、まだそれが自分に来るときは何も私の美しさを渡すことができないので、あなたが出て、達成されています !


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    [size=11pt]IC: "We were just out for a supplies run." Antonio spoke up glancing over at the anxious man as he sat in one of the front pews. "Let's rest before someone strains something." He glares down at Ian who didn't spare him a look back.[/size]

  • [size=17pt]Beauty has a price.[/size]


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    [size=13pt]ooc:


    ฬคภt t๏ ๒є คгt คร ฬєll?



    [size=13pt]ic: Aaliyah began to run towards the outer town, a couple infected now following her. Ali eventually lost them, and she saw a church in the distance. "I wonder if there's anyone...?" She murmured.
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  • Slayer came out of her room a little less pissed and was soon followed by nick. She returned to the pews and grabbed a bag."everyone grab a bag and unload it. But don't get too comfortable we will change camp soon." She opened the bag to find a score of cloths.


  • "Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things."


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    Bellamy sighed and sat back down, eagerly waiting to head back out.


    //rushed

  • Ali walked up the steps and knocked on the door of the church softly. She pulled the skirt of her dress down a bit to hide the bite that showed through her tattered black tights. It wasn't healing very quickly, even with her medical knowledge and supplies. But she was amazed- it hadn't affected her as it had the others. Aaliyah now remembered watching her professor screaming as he was bitten- a chunk of flesh torn off, revealing the tender muscle underneath, blood pouring from it. The two of them had escaped and gotten somewhere safer, where Ali would clean and bandage his arm. She never thought it would wound him mortally, let alone infect him, make him a walking corpse. It took less than a day. She had been bitten before him, and it wasn't nearly as bad. But... I'll become one of them eventually... She shivered in fear at the thought of that painful transformation. There was fever, hallucinations, and tons of pain for her professor. Considering that Aaliyah had been bitten a day or two before and hadn't gotten a fever or infection, she had high hopes that she would survive this.

  • Slayer grabbed her gun and cautiously walked towards the door. She took a deep breath opened the door pointing her gun square in between the eyes of a women. "Who are you and why are you her?" She asked.


  • [size=27pt]ドールフェイス[/size]


    私はドールの顔だ、誰も完璧ではありません、まだそれが自分に来るときは何も私の美しさを渡すことができないので、あなたが出て、達成されています !


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    [size=11pt]IC: "Why draw an weapon, who would kill someone in this kind of situation." Ian criticized as he rubbed his leg and Antonio felt that Ian was right, but didn't say anything hoping not to anger anyone in the room.[/size]