Warrior Smarts(Zombie Apocolisp/Rot & Ruin)

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    "I'm not going to tell you what to believe in."Benny said, his katana flashed as he threw it at an approaching zom behind his sister.

    Venice screamed and ran behind her brother who calmly walked over to the zom, He ducked under it's arms and slashed his sword at the back of it's legs and kicking it down to the ground. He knelt down and jabbed his quieter inside of it's brain stem, killing instantly.

    "Come on, I hate being out in the open like this."Benny said, taking a final look at Venice before jogging to a small forest. Venice following.

    Where should Jared jump in?

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    Jared sighed. The forest all seemed the same. Trees here, trees there. Lets face it, he was lost. Jared has been travling through this hell of a forest.


    OOC: What time of year is it?





    OOC: Fall?
    IC: Thomas heard someone crunching through the leaves, to fast to be a walker. Thomas signaled for them to get down and he aimed his 9mm at the sound.

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    Jared slowed his pace, looking around the leaf covered forest. He sighed, a white cloud of breath bellowing out his mouth. It had been cold the last few days, rendering him a very uncomfortable sleep. His legs ached, his hand's were numb and he couldn't feel his toes. Jared swung his back pack over his shoulder and pulled out a granola bar and began to eat it. He sat down, leaning against a tree. He sighed, remembering his friends from Detroit. They had managed to start a car and left the city with few casualties. His best friend, Ellis, sacrificed himself to save the rest of the group. That sacrifice was shortly lived. The car soon died and left them on a walking journey to a nearby town. They lost more members as the weather became colder, some died of starvation, others died from the infected. Jared was alone now, cold and helpless. A tear ran down his cheek but quickly wiped it away.

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    Jared raised his hands over his head. "Jared Wester. I'm from Detroit. No need for the gun, just lower it now." He said, putting down his back pack.

    Thomas holstered the gun and quickly threw his Bowie Knife past Jared's ear and into the eye of a walker "suprise." he said walking toward the walker