Posts by PandaKyo

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If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    "To the person, hopefully a kind soul, who found this piece of paper lying somewhere: I'm a citizen of Concord, thirteen years old, who managed to survive the fall of this town. This message is a plea for help to anybody, even the people that care less about saving others like them. I'll ask for only one thing. Just for somebody to help me escape these confined walls and away from these horrible, horrible monsters who were once innocent humans. Even if you don't want to save me, the least you could do would give me some extra food and water if you have some. I'm currently hiding in the store with every window broken. Please come if you're willing to sacrifice some time. If this message is a nuisance to you, I'm sorry. Disregard this message and put it somewhere for the next person that comes by."


    Folding her message into a somewhat messy origami plane, Nari Hong hastily picked it up with trembling hands and hurried to the window in closest proximity to her. One carefully aimed throw, and the plane went surprisingly far out and over the walkers...into an unfortunately placed tree nearby. The girl's face immediately morphed into one of falling hope, as she took another piece of paper from a large stack and scribbled marks on it to make sure that the pen she was using to write still had ink inside. It still had half its ration left, so another message was set to be completed. A few minutes later, the second one was ready to send out. Another throw, another miss in the trashcan, another disappointment.


    "If only there were people other than mad dogs to come and help..."


    The now anxious girl mumbled to herself, sinking against the wall and plopping herself onto the scrap-covered floor in defeat. Nobody was there to accompany her, except zombies that paraded around Concord's streets, and strangers than occasionally came to raid the store for supplies. Her parents might have been lost to the dogs, and her siblings had disappeared somewhere unknown. The familiar sound of footsteps suddenly rings in her ears, as an unfamiliar figure walks towards the store's entrance. With nowhere advantageous to hide, her best bet would be behind the counter. Sprinting towards the counter with only seconds to spare, the survivor cowers in silence, unaware of the scavenger's intentions inside the dilapidating building.


    (I did my best to write as much as you guys could. I'm not used to roleplaying this advanced, so forgive me if I write awkwardly or make mistakes.)

    (Okay, sorry! Didn't see probably because of the color of the text and my screen darkness. But I removed it to clear it up.)


    WIP:


    (It's been a long time since I rped like this :o)



    (WIP!)

    jade ? Yeesss Aoka will just fangirl and ask so many dang questions like "How in the world did you do that??" Or "Why are you so talented??" All that stuff. Also I agree with Orabella small talk lol. Ty!!


    Cryfie Since Aoka and Zoran work at the same shop, they could develop a friendship? He might get nervous at first from her raging talkativeness but they could work it out? :)