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    "Well I'm just glad to see other people then my sister! You don't know what it's like to think your stuck with just her for the rest of your life." Mia said, making a joke and trying to lighten up the air. Heck she even winked at the little boy hoping he would get the joke. Liv just scowled at her little sister, though it was playfully. She knew that Mia was just trying to lighten the air. She swiftly out back the arrow that she was still holding for her long bow and lifted the bow over her head and onto her shoulder, hoping her actions would calm people down to.

    Mia gulped at the awkward situation before her and looked at her sister for guidance, hoping she had a plan. She had noticed that her little joke had not at all calmed down everyone a little. It was also pretty obvious that these people were not comfortable with new people. Heck she even noiced that the little boy had gripped onto the man tighter after her joke. Liv looked right back at Mia before letting loose a sigh. She looked toward the new people and smiled gently before saying, "Well we'll just get on our way. It's pretty obvious that your not comfortable with us and that is totally understandable. A lot of bad people out there nowadays I'm sure. Come on Mia, let's keep hunting." Liv finished, turning around and grabbing Mia, taking a step toward the bushes and trees they had come from.

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    [Center]Basic Plot
    Well basically the world's gone to crap and right off the bat split into three groups. The dead, the fighters, and the runners. The dead are obviously the zombies, the fighters were few in numbers and usually died because all they tried to do is fight head on with the zombies, and the runners are the ones who had, well ran. They escaped and kept running and surviving.
    Now my character was in a runners group but saw that it could be more and made a camp, it's still being worked on but it's pretty secure as of right now but the camp is few in numbers. You can either be someone in the camp or be someone we find later, choice is yours.


    Now does anyone else have any other ideas? I'm open to anything from just basic character to character or something that involves everyone.

    Role Play here
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    [Center]When it started many died. Others fought and didn't last long. But some ran, and they survived. They told me to run, so I did. But unlike the others I stopped. I stopped and looked around and saw the potential this new world had for the strong. The ones who wanted to not only survive. The ones who wanted to live.


    Basic Plot
    Well basically the world's gone to crap and right off the bat split into three groups. The dead, the fighters, and the runners. The dead are obviously the zombies, the fighters were few in numbers and usually died because all they tried to do is fight head on with the zombies, and the runners are the ones who had, well ran. They escaped and kept running and surviving.
    Now my character was in a runners group but saw that it could be more and made a camp, it's still being worked on but it's pretty secure as of right now but the camp is few in numbers. You can either be someone in the camp or be someone we find later, choice is yours.
    To plot some more go Here.


    The Camp
    Where It's At


    How The Camp Works


    Missions


    Rules
    Pretty simple.
    ●Follow FF rules
    ●Cussing is allowed but blank it with at least two things. Example= S**t or Sh**
    ●Be nice to each other ooc please
    ●No Mary Sues or Gary Stus
    ● Please try to keep the numbers even. I don't want a bunch of Warriors, a few Runners, and 1 Rester. That's no fun.
    ● With every two Strengths try to have a weakness
    ● I'm running all of this from my mobile so please be patient with me
    I understand if you have low muse, but please have three or more sentences when you rp


    Characters
    People In Camp:
    Isaac Castello - Male - 26 - Leader of the camp
    Marina 'Mar' - Female - 21 - Runner
    Eric 'Red' McKane - Male - 25 - Warrior
    Vera - Female - 23 - Warrior
    Harriet - Female - 20 - Runner
    Delilah 'Dee' Carson - Female - 21 - Runner, occasionally Warrior.
    Tylor 'Ty' Carson - Male - 26 -Warrior, occasionally Runner
    Asa Lang - Male - 25 - Runner
    Naia Munroe - Female - 23 - Runner


    People Not In Camp:
    Andela Barmassi - Female - 22
    Gwen McKane - Female - 27
    Andrew Hiller - Male - 25 1/2
    Johnathan 'John' Keller - Male - 26
    Katherine 'Kate/Kitty' Firenze - Female - 23
    'Crow' - Male - 17


    The Form
    Please use real people


    My Characters


    Hello, hope this is still open :D

    Sign Ups Here
    Plot Thread Here[/b].
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    [Center]When it started many died. Others fought and didn't last long. But some ran, and they survived. They told me to run, so I did. But unlike the others I stopped. I stopped and looked around and saw the potential this new world had for the strong. The ones who wanted to not only survive. The ones who wanted to live.


    Ooc: So I was thinking that everyone inside the camp is getting ready for a little party to celebrate the camp being active for 5 months. It's the morning and everyone is just beginning to wake up and getting the decorations ready or going to Isaac for a missions. People outside the camp are doing what they want :)


    Ic: Isaac let a yawn escape him as he walked forward, his hands above his head stretching out his back. He skipped over a little bump in the trail left behind from so many people walking on it and made sure to not run into anyone else who was awake at the time. He was of course walking to the breakfast room where he not only ate, but he gave out missions. The reason he was so tired today was because of what was going on the past week or two. All the preparation that took place for the festival was tiring. All the missions and runs that they had to do to get the food and everything else to go along with it. With another yawn he pushed open the doors and got his breakfast, sitting down and waiting for the others to join him


    Andela was thinking something very different to planing a festival. She was thinking how the heck was she going to sneak past three walkers to get into a little convenience store that may or may not have food in it. She sighed and hit her head on the brick wall behind her before taking out the two forearm machetes from behind her. She was hungry and wanted food and if he had to kill some walkers to do that then she would. Strapping on the two machetes she took a breath before stepping forward, ready to fight the things.

    Isaac gulped down the food the he was chewing and looked up at Harriet. Though the food the best it was still something to eat each day and that was better then what most the people in the camp had everyday when they weren't in the camp. "Hey Harriet. I was thinking about sending out one more run for food and was hoping you would join them." He nodded toward Delilah and Tylor as they joined him and Harriet and squinted his eyes at Tylor. "Your probably gonna want to get some food now to Tylor, I was hoping you would go with Harriet. Delilah I was hoping you would relief Eric of his job on top of the wall so he could grab something to eat. That okay with everyone?" He asked at the end. Though he was the leader of the camp he wasn't comfortable just ordering people around. He knew that sometimes they had better ideas then him and he was always open to them.


    Andela ran at the walkers still standing in front of the tiny store. She had decapitated the first and stabbed it's head with her forearm machetes by the time the other two walkers had noticed her. They both ran at her and she stood, ready for them. She dodged the first running at her by going under her arm and swiftly slicing the other, making it stumble back. She turned and stabbed the first through the head and kicked it off before decapitating the other. She kicked the head away before walking to the small store kicking the door in and waiting to see if there was any other walkers in the store.

    Issac nodded along with Harriet idea, having the same thought. "Yeah I was thinking the same thing. When your out and about remeber to look for any other survivors and if the situation isn't dangerous make sure to tell them about the camp." He nodded toward Vera as she walked past, hoping she wouldn't mind her sister going out on a run. "Now everyone else," he looked toward Vera, "is going to start cooking for the Festival. Hopefully we'll be almost done when you two get back. After everyone eats we'll get to it." Isaac said, putting some more food in his mouth. He really looked forward to all the good food that the festival would have for them.


    Andela had been lucky. There were no other walkers near or in the small store that she had kicked the door open to. What could she say, she was hungry and hadn't ate in three days and when she was hungry, she got cranky. Quickly she grabbed her backpack and put her forearm machetes back on her back. Looking through the isles she went straight back when she saw the freezers. What she saw made her fall in love. Three water bottles, probably warm, we're still in the freezer. Lunging forward she opened the freezer and grabbed one, gulping it as fast as she could. Oh, did she forget to mention that she ran out of water two days ago?