Posts by moriartys child
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Andrew was in the restroom when Cordelia and Jemma entered his gas station. He silently crouched by a crack in the door, trying to tell if the footsteps were infected or not. Even pace He thought to himself These are human. He sighed. Zombies were a lot easier to deal with than humans. He took out the knife he kept in the back pocket and kicked open the door, trying to surprise the 'enemy'.
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(We're starting the rp on this thread?)
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(Yeah, if you could? :))
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Andrew flipped the knife in his hand, letting the hilt land in his palm. "I don't know you should be the one asking that question." He smirked a bit, but there was no humor in his eyes. Your friend's on the ground with a sprained wrist and I used to be a cop. Now, what do you think of those odds?"
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In the next room over, Andy was still sleeping. Or at least he was. Until Little Koda started barking. He sighed and got up, walking over to the kitchen to make himself some cereal. When the puppy started barking, Andy knew he didn't have a chance of going back to sleep.
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Andy reached down, petting the little scoundrel. He grabbed Little Koda's food bowl and filled it up with some of his dog food. Andy tousled Koda's fur again and then headed back into his room. Maybe he'd also to have a quick nap before the puppy finished eating.
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Andrew put his knife in his back pocket. "I'm not your typical cop. Anyway, if you try to make any move, you're dead." He grabbed a bar from under the register and tossed it to Delia. "I'm Andrew. You?"
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Andy yawned and got up from his short nap. He walked out groggily into the kitchen and sat down next to everyone. "Koda, your stupid dog is too loud," He muttered quietly. "Morning, Dad, Koda, Piper, Prissy, Little Koda."
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Andrew shook her hand and nodded. "It's just me." He glanced over at Jemma, then back at Delia. "So, have you guys seen any walkers near here?" They both seemed a little cautious about him and they had good reason too, I mean, he had threatened them. But the other girl, Jemma, was being a bit rude. At least the blonde, Delia, made an effort.
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Can I reserve the other boy? It's just sometimes I wanna join a thread like this and then someone else take the spot like as I'm writing the form xD.
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CAMERON
________________OOC; I'll make a starting post,
but is George getting on the train
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Outfit of the Day;

(Since we're all doing this xD)
Andy waved slightly at his mother. "Hey Mom," and then grabbed some bacon and toast. "Thanks, Jessica."
OOC; Wait sorry, is it a weekday or weekend? (I would've posted more if I knew xD)
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"I've been at this gas station for a week." He glanced around the station. "It's probably time to move." Andrew said, scanning the ground outside the station. It didn't seem like there were too walkers out there. He saw one or two scragglers out in the distance. The gas station was running out of food and all that was left were protein bars. Seriously? He could those, but they were barely a meal.
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Andrew nodded slightly. "Alright, it's better than being alone, I guess." He glanced at Jemma. "But if you guys try anything, I'm leaving you both for the walkers." He smiled, but there was only a threatening coldness in his eyes.
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CAMERON
____________________________OOC; Cool, thanks :)
IC; Cameron walked into the station,
eager to get on his train. He stopped
as he got closer and heard the sound
of guitar. Guitar had always been his
favorite instrument. His mother used
to play it all the time. He looked around,
trying to find the source of the music.
He knelt down next to the guy playing
and dropped a couple dollars into the
guy's guitar case. "You're good."
Cameron commented, smiling at the
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ooc; xD I actually play guitar
ic; Cameron grinned and reached out a hand. "I'm Cameron." He loved the way the man's fingers moved across the guitar. It was obvious he had put a lot of work into practicing the instrument. Cameron had always liked people who focused on their passion. If they didn't really focus on it, then that made it less a passion and more a hobby. But this man had made his passion into his work and Cameron admired that.
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