Posts by PockySticks

//probably very late, but im interested in zombie apocolypse stuff (misspelt that on purpose). After I'm officially done creating my character, I'll get him/her to barge in if you don't mind ^^

Eli couldn't help but hear noises from a building as she emerged silently from the forest. Thankfully, none of the undead followed her. But she kept her knife and pistol by her side after passing an abandoned weapon store. The knife was gripped tightly in her hand in defense as the gun was buckled into her jeans. She was in the process of chewing on a Uncrustable PB and J sandwich without hands, but she would only get her hands messy with zombie blood instead of peanut butter and jelly. Her bag was light on her shoulders even if it possessed more weapons and loads of bullets and another pocket full of energy drinks and bars along with water and snacks she found in a 7 ELEVEN store.

She was strict when needed to and very violent. Before the entire undead problem, her nickname in school was the Creep Queen because she is scary as hell. Sweet side, but into a few gory things... THe reason why she didn't mind blood and guts was because of playing violent games with her older brother as a younger girl. Eli was also a joker. She had to go to a therapist monthly, not too bad, average for most of the teenage population. But she had a few anger issues. At the same time, joked at the worst times but was a lot of fun to be around.

Finally, the blonde girl at an average female hight locked her hands onto a rusted knob of a door and creeked it open to find the two strangers talking. Already, her sparking green eyes realized they weren't enemies. All she did was open the door and walk in casually, staring at them as she finished her sandwich by noming into it and climbing to the end with her tongue and teeth. "Yo."

It seemed as if the two of them didn't notice her. Her eyes rolled since they were too deep in conversation. Already aiming for the sky, she let a gunshot blow from her shotgun and smiled. "Salutations fellow mortals. Ya got anything other than PB and J sandwiches and energy bars?" Her head tilted after their introduction.

OOC: Woops! Sorry! Hope this works:

Name: Elianna (Eli)
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Looks:[img width=340 height=510]http://28.media.tumblr.com/tum…fx4l8gvi1qblg8oo1_500.jpg[/img] She's an average hight with long, white-blonde hair and green-blue eyes. Currently, as a zombie's victim, she wears a dark green sweatshirt with a white shirt underneath and dark blue, torn jeans. She also has black knee-high boots. A pair of white sunglasses with dead-black shades usually rests on her head but sometimes over her eyes. Don't forget the earphones she never takes out with her lil baby radio she keeps in her other pocket she was given from her older brother when she was 13 (obviously they're really close).
Optional bio: Eli is a total creep queen and into violence ever since she used to watch horror movies with her older brother and played zombie and other shooting games. Dad put her into survival and a defense class when she was 13. She has a hiking back on her back filled with a few weapons and snacks and water. A shotgun is tucked into the rim of her jeans and a knife in her hand just in case of a sudden attack. //This was probably too much but oh well!
Optional relationship status: Younger sister in a facility of protection far away, parents are dead, and currently in search for older brother.

OOC: that better be good enough. I'm joining anyway and repeat my earlier post .u.

It seemed as if the two of them didn't notice her. Her eyes rolled since they were too deep in conversation. Already aiming for the sky, she let a gunshot blow from her shotgun and smiled. "Salutations fellow mortals. Ya got anything other than PB and J sandwiches and energy bars?" Her head tilted after their introduction.

She frowned and tilted her head to the other side with a grumpy expression. "Aww, did I interrupt your flirtations?" But she grinned in immature laughter. "I'm not here to kill you and run. I'm here to survive and for supplies. My name is Elianna. But call me Eli." She wasn't afraid of the gun pointed at her. Instead, she ignored it. "I'm only here to look for supplies." The blonde purposely took out the part that there was a facility, though for away, for protection and the fact that she was also looking for her older brother. She had forgotten what he looked like.. It has been a long time since the 15 year old saw her brother that was maybe only a couple or few years older.

Suiting herself, Eli dropped her bags by the door and walked over. Her gun was back, buckled in the rim of her jeans and her hands were resting in her sweatshirt's pocket. Her green-blue eyes were shielded by her shades and a half-smirk knitted tightly on her face.

"Calm your ass, princess. It's a zombie apocalypse, not Halo 3." She continued. Eli bent down by her stuff. "Besides. We're all people. Why would I harm you? Aren't we all trying to keep the population of humanity alive? And don't mind me. I just need a place to stay for the night. You do realize there is a protection facility? Well, it's sure far from her, but there is one." The blonde unzipped her bag and reached out for a small gun and plopped down onto a worn out couch and started curling up on the cushions. The sunset was coming near. She lied down with the gun at her side in case of an emergency or a sudden undead attack.

Her turquoise eyes were open but her sunglasses fell off. A deep, dusk-orange hue showed through the wretched window stretched through most of the room, hovering over her pale skin turning it into the same color. Her green-blue eyes was a mix with the color as well, but her eyelids dropped and soon enough she was in a soundless, serene slumber. Her pretty, white-blonde hair was thrown everywhere as she tossed and turned in a dream. Eli agreed that she wouldn't take anything from them, but she needed a place to stay the night. She had been wandering for a year now, searching for her lost brother and still somehow going along the trail of faith that he was still alive. And the girl already knew her younger sister was safe and sound in the facility. Yet she was also so far away. Her brother was farther even though she felt like she was getting closer to him every territory she examined for him.

The sound of creeping around the house instantly woke Eli. She got to her feet, gun in hand, already. Until she realized it was just Blake. "Why are you up?" She asked, almost rudely, with an exhausted voice. Her turquoise eyes didn't gleam, she was too tiresome. The odd girl plopped back into a sitting position on the worn out couch, waiting for an answer. She didn't even know if he knew she was there or noticed her.

Of course. Ignored. Eli let out a sigh and decided to not give a damn. But hearing the two of them on the roof, she wondered what they were doing. Although, her curiosity wasn't strong enough to throw her up there with them. She only sat onto a worn out chair next to a glassless window and stared out with a bored look. The side of her face was rested on her fist and her turquoise-hued eyes didn't gleam. Now that she had woken up, she wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. She knew this from experienced and never bothered to try and accept the slumber of dreamless nights. Besides, her violent mind led her to only nightmares when her eyes closed. She let out a sigh.

Sure. She was lonely. As much of a social person she is, she didn't have many friends or love interests... She wished she did, but never acted as desperate as she really was. Her sister was so far away and her brother was still nowhere to be found... But Eli snapped out of it quickly. The blur of rotten flesh and corpse-pale skin moved in the corner of her eyes.

Zombies. Perfect timing! She added with a miserable, sarcastic mind-voice. Already, the girl was aiming her shotgun towards the enemy. A loud pop! and a thump from the newly and surely dead zombie echoed in her ears. "There." She sighed silently to herself. But she wasn't done. A large group of the undead creatures were crawling from the forest of shadows. This caused a rare and unusual feeling of panic and worry take hold on her heart. She couldn't take all these guys down by herself!

Seconds later, she was on the roof where she heard the other two settling. "Am I blind, is it the darkness, am I just really tired, or is there an entire GROUP of zombies heading for us?" She growled for both of their ears so they could so the emerging pack of limping, heartless zombies.

Eli laughed in frustration. "WHY THE HELL WOULDN'T YOU SHOOT THE UNDEAD? THEY'RE AFTER THE HUMAN POPULATION AND IT'S OUR JOB TO PROTECT THAT POPULATION." She screamed at Blake, suddenly furious with his comment. But then silence. Only the moans of zombies and the soft wind came in. The girl stood still. Frozen. She wasn't scared. She was just panicking on the inside, very, ver intensely. But then the clicking of boots echoed in her ears of an emerging stranger. She didn't bother to look. She couldn't move anyway. "We're shooting them down. And now." Elianna's own order woke her up and she reached out her arm towards the zombies without looking or turning. Still in place, a bullet sounded and shattered the silence into pieces... Two zombies in one blow.

"You could've notified me he was there earlier!" She growled through gritted teeth. Sometimes she could be foolish, and right now, that lead her to not even noticing the large, monstrous zombie. She ran down quickly, her feet thumping against the steps, until they reached the bottom. Her hand were already sorting through her bag, getting out two shotguns and a sniper as well. In just a few seconds, she was already back on the same balcony and aiming her sniper at the enemy. But she didn't shoot. Why? She was frozen. Eli froze again and couldn't move. Her fingers hesitated on the trigger. So this is was fear is like? She thought before giving off a half grin. I like it. It'll get me to want to kill the zombie even more. The girl was never afraid in her life before. But she enjoyed it now. The shriveling up her spine encouraged her to click the trigger with her twitching fingers. But her smile vanished when she spotted the male with his own weapons. Her teal eyes hat perfect sight. She could see the blackened silhouette of the stranger.

"HEY!" She exclaimed to the odd figure. "ARE YOU GONNA HELP US OR NOT? IT'S EASIER TO KILL IT UP HERE!" In a way, it was a invitation. But it was one that lasted for a few moments until the large corpse of undead fell. And hopefully, the stranger heard her. Eli's voice was pretty loud... Besides, she didn't care if she could trust whoever that was or not, it didn't matter. What she learned from experience, is that it seemed as if all humans would always have the same enemy in this torn apart world. The damned zombies! They had the same target, if they were brave enough to fight against them or not. So it would be ver helpful if the stranger joined for only the night...

Eli was confused. Very very confused. No answer. Then, she realized, the stranger was trying to stay undercover. Personally, she thought that it wouldn't help to stay undercover, they'd find you anyway. As stupid as the walking corpses were, they must have known that the humans were going to fight back. But what Blake did - jumping off the roof - almost surprised her. Yet the ignorant and odd person he is, Eli could already tell who he was and she wasn't surprised. She put her sniper down and looked back up with a crazed grin. Almost pure madness glinted in her eyes, but she was too confident and clever to give in. The long gun dropped at her feet and she slid out two knives, swirling them in her hands like a baton or like a clown with bowling pins. She kept twisting them in the air over and over again until they got into her grip entirely and her grin widened and quirked an eyebrow up. "They're gonna find us anyway, so why stay 'undercover'?" She wondered out loud, leaping off the balcony and landing on her feet. It was almost physically impossible to not break her legs, but she made the jump easily as if it caused her no pain. "I'm down for an insane plan!" She exclaimed with a hint of exhaustion in her voice. It was about midnight, after all.

Eli was sprinting forward like the violent maniac she was. Her knives collided with the line of zombies that crossed her as she foolishly ran through the crowd. Her defense and survival skills classes when she was younger taught her dodge like she was tonight. Avoiding the undead's strikes and throwing karma back at them by slicing heads and arms off, time to time she would aim for the legs or stomach. But as the group seemed to lessen, Eli was leaping onto a nearby tree's low branch and began to climb it. It would be nice to run up it like a wild cat, but she was still human. She was unusually fast for any type of human, but it was because the girl trained more than anyone. The violent video games she played with her older brother caused her to believe the world would soon turn out to be like this. Kids thought she was crazy and never believed her, but she was right! But at the same time, a fool.

OOC; About the big zombie guy, is this specifically giant huge? Like a fantasy giant... I'm not sure because I am very 'not smart'. I wanna be able to picture it so I can play along...

IC; She caught the stranger's eye for only a moment. More bravery than stupidity. She was always determined to get the zombies over with. But not for the world specifically, more for her siblings. And her parents that died protecting them. Eli heard Blake behind her, but almost entirely ignoring him. But, of course, a shotgun was placed in her belt. So why not take it out and shoot for the big guy while she sprinted towards him. The white-blonde girl began clicking the shotgun towards the large zombie repeatedly. "Blake, as big as he is, are you comfortable with weakening it's legs?" She wondered aloud, shouting the question directed towards the other person behind her. If he aimed for it's legs, then it would begin to fall and would be easier to kill.

ooc; Alrighty! Thanks.

ic; It was several feet taller than her, but did she give a damn? She was more brave than foolish, of course. THe plan that formed in her mind made sure of that. As Blake aimed for the legs, she wondered if leaping from the trees she could get to the neck and slit the throat multiple times until the thick stump of flesh would separate the head from the rotten body. Eli only made her shots towards the stomach, which only weakened it a little bit for it to lose defense against Blake's attack. She was still again, but not in fear. She was crouching on a high branch that she successfully got up to.

She was pretty, but had a brutal, violent side and her eyes would only show either confidence, confusion, hysteria, or anger. She was close, almost eyelevel, with the beast, but it didn't turn to find her in the shadows. The girl spotted another tree scraping against the other side of the enemy's head. She slid out of the tree, her long limbs carrying her to the other side as she sliced one of her knives across the zombie's face until she unsteadily made it onto another branch. She planned to land on the exact, thick and strong twist of bark. The walking corpse let out a roar and tried to find her, but Elianna was still hidden entirely and lurking in the darkness besides it. "Get the legs!" She shouted, half-praying that Blake heard her.

As the foe fell to the ground, still alive but unable to get back up, Eli was already at Blake's side. "Nice job," She commented with a soft voice which was odd for her. "I'll slit the head off, it's neck isn't too thick to cut..." The girl finished, already grabbing onto her knives. She Stabbed it's eyes so it couldn't see her attack. Already, her blades were cutting down it's neck like a kitchen knife against cucumbers. It screamed, but the dislocation from it's unrealistic nerves to the rest of it's rotten body caused it from escaping and throwing its arms and legs around. It kept still, but it tried wiggling it's head around. "It doesn't even know that wiggling it's head will only help it fall off." But she finish slicing down the neck and the abnormally large head rolled off and it stopped moving. The sight was gory and horrid, but it didn't scar the girl's eyes like it would to so many other females. "Finally." She let out an exhausted sigh, but the rest of the group of the undead was still there. Her grin of triumph and confidence vanished into an irritated frown.

"Forgot about them." She growled, half to herself before taking out her shotgun again and throwing a few to the ground.

She shrugged the comment off after the corpse's thick liquid of crimson splattered the side of her face. "Whatever." She was about to reply 'I get that a lot', but that would've frightened him. She twisted back around. Eli tucked her gun and knives back into the buckle of her pants and pretended like nothing happened. She tightened the dark green sweatshirt around her waist and straightened the straps of her tank-top. The girl was already inside and plopping on the bed.

"Her laughter sounded exhausted but she smiled in hysteria. "Haha. Let's see." Eli stood back up slowly and stared down at the couch after a yawn. There was no blood. "It's not on there because it's on my other side." Blood was splattered on her left side, not the ride side that laid against the ground. She circled her shoulders and spit out a tongue lazily before collapsing to the ground in slumber. She was too tired to even fall back on the sofa, instead landing on the ground with a thump and a few snores.

//No problem! I get it.

The next time Eli opened her eyes, the pale light of morning streamed in, setting the room on a weak fire. She sat up to rub her eyes and let out a yawn after stretching out her arms. Blood was dried and stained on the side of her face. Time to get it off. "Hey! I'll be back later. I know you said for a night, but I got something to bring back for thanks." As odd as she was, she still felt bad for barging in. The girl was pretty, but she seemed messy after the night before.

Already out the door, she held a strap of her backpack on her shoulder. I'll have to bring something back for them, she thought. A little before she arrived, she found a silent and solitary stream. No, a river. It was between shallow and deep, perfect depth. It was large and wide, sided by the trees. She hasn't tried to clean up in a while now that she thought about it.

Eli was in the woods, taking down a lone zombie every fifteen minutes. It was an hour trip until she could see the fat strip of clear water. It was prettier than she remembered... It was very clear water with silver, moss-less rocks underneath and a soft overlapping of the clean pebbles that set along side it. Already she was taking off her boots and zipping her backpack open for a few things....

//Who's up for an awkward scene XD

Eli was just hangin' out in the water, but in annoyance. Blood stained some of her white-blonde hair. But after a while, it finally came out. Her pretty hair was plastered against her head and she just lied in the water against the smooth, clear rocks. She grabbed a trail mix from her bag and set them upon a boulder standing out in the river. The girl organized the snack, shoving away the raisins. M&Ms would be eaten last, and peanuts first. Cashews second. It was another odd trait of her. She was so obsessed with things being fair or organized. As messy and violent as she was, she was also a perfectionist at one point or another.

But when she finished, she tilted forward to lie against the white and gray speckled boulder as she soaked into the calm water of perfect depth. The current was very light that she could stay still. Walking corpses never came around. They didn't come near water. Not really. Eli wasn't sure if they were 'allergic' to it. Sometimes they could come nearby, but most of the time avoided it. She noticed how the zombies never touched the water. Something was to be dissected...

Yet the girl just pushed the thought aside. Too many things blocked up her mind. She needed time to not worry. But she was solitary and alone. It was silent there, too. Elianna just closed her eyes, hoping no one would spot her from that view.