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1:29am Dec 15 2011
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Annabelle looked up. "Who are you?! Where did you come from? I'm okay. But I don't know about them." Annabelle studied the people, and figured out that they weren't zombies. "I heard a gun shot. Was that you?"
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6:23pm Dec 15 2011
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"Uh yeah the gun shor was me. The zombie that was chasing you didn't seem to...er...tired I guess but I would've blown it's brains out either way." Paige said looking back in through the window trying to find who was talking. She spotted a girl laying where normally a persons feet would be in the back seat her arms wrraped loosly around a dogs neck. They both seemed fine but she was saying something about another person which made sence concidering she was in the back and a car wasn't able to drive its self.
Corbin mustering up a bit of curage walked up to the side of the tipped ober car aswell looking into the drivers window trying to see if her could see the person the girl in the back was talking about. It was hard to even see the seats in the front from the massive cloud of smoke coming from somewhere in the front. "Maybe you and the dog could get out through the window. I don't think it's safe to be breathing in this much smog from the cars engien." Paige said again leaning out once more and putting her hands in the car instead to help the girl out. |
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8:48pm Dec 15 2011
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Jethro heard people outside of the FJ, asking if they were ok. Before Jethro could reply, Annabelle said that they were fine. "Annabelle, who are you talking to? Where are you? *cough* I can't see you through all this smoke!" Jethro was coughing because of all the black smoke bellowing from FJ. Jethro took the item Annabelle handed him earlier, just now realizing it was his Butterfly knife. Annabelle, this won't cut the metal... but it pay just bust the window!" Jethro took the knife and repeatedly stabbed the window until it shattered. Jethro crawled out of the FJ cutting himself on the glass leaving blood all over the window seal. "Damn," Jethro said under his breath. "Annabelle, Airleas? Where are you guys?" Yelled Jethro through the cloud of smoke. "Are you guys alright?" Jethro waved the smoke away from his face, walking out onto the street. Jethro looked out, but he couldn't see anything. So he turned around. "Annabelle what are you doing with those zombies? Get away from there!" Exclaimed Jethro, intoxicated from the engine smoke and woozy from the sight of his own blood. "Airleas, come here girl-" Jethro was cut off from his sentence and his vision began to blur as he fell on the street, blacked out with the butterfly knife still in his hand.
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9:44pm Dec 15 2011
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"We-" Paige was about to tell the guy that Corbin and her weren't zombies but before she could he collapes to the ground the knife he used to bust up the rest of the window still clutched in his hand. Paige stood there unsure about what to do and willingly took a step back as Corbin walked closer to the bleeding guy holding a piece of cloth he had gotten from his small bag filled with what items he thought were nessisary and his bottle of water.
Corbin hesitated before opening the guys mouth and pouring a little of his water into him and then wetting the cloth and putting it on the guys hands where he got cut up, "Paige and uh..." Corbin pointed to the girl, "I need help pulling him away from the smoke." He said as he stood up. Paige walked over and picked up the guys feet while Corbin put his hands under the guys back to suport it knowing that it wouldn't be good to let it dangle. |
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10:01pm Dec 15 2011
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Annabelle was able to get out of the car, and helped Airleas out. "Thank you." Annabelle looked at Jethro. "Do you think he is going to be okay?" Annabelle didn't notice the blood on Jethro. *cough cough* "This smoke is getting stronger. And are you sure the zombie is dead?"
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2:54pm Dec 16 2011
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((Bump. Please don't die ><))
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3:22pm Dec 16 2011
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(I was invited into the rp so sorry for the randomness)
Hyza Craft:*Sees smoke of in the distance*OMG! *hops on motercycle rides to the source of smoke with weapons galore. Takes out a whistle calling her dire wolf* Fallen we'er going back to the city it is worse then I thought. *Fallen barks in agreement*
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3:25pm Dec 16 2011
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((1. Where are you now. I don't know where to start. 2nd can somebody help me out heare? Like when they say their part they say they see my Charecter?))
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3:36pm Dec 16 2011
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((Dogpaw, I'm sure someone will do that, or I will when I (Jethro) wakes up. And nightmare, where are your Bios'?))
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6:30pm Dec 16 2011
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((I'm sorry Merlin but I have to drop out. I'm kind of confused and well frankly I'm not to into this rp as I thought I would be.))
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8:57pm Dec 16 2011
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((*IMPORTANT MESSAGE* Since Darmith is leaving, I will re-write the past events w/out her characters. So, The Rutland is still chasing Jethro and Annabelle, they kept going strait, did not tip over, Jethro is conscious, has no cuts, and the FJ Cruiser is running just fine. Basically anything that has been affected by Corbin or Paige has been 'erased' Dogpaw- Since the FJ is running still, pick a place northish of new york, and maybe we will run into you heading that way. We will figure something out, Don't worry! |
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8:58pm Dec 16 2011
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Is it too late to join? >:I
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3:13pm Dec 17 2011 (last edited on 3:13pm Dec 17 2011)
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As Vita and Kit watched the car speed of down the street Kits ears pricked and a growl escaped his jaws. He turned around looking in the direction the car was coming from as Vita opened her backpack. 'Steady Kit... good boy' she muttered pulling out a crow bar whilst looking for what Kit had sensed. She didn't have to look for long, as if out of no were a massive zombie appeared, its huge muscular legs carrying it down the street at such a speed that it had grew level with the ally with in seconds. Luckily it was too focused on the car to notice the pair staring at it with shock and horror. As soon as the thing appeared it was gone again, still barreling its self after the car with no sign of slowing down. Vita and Kit stepped out in to the empty street. The girl looked down at her dog and tighten her grip on the crowbar. 'Not again....' she whispered through clenched teeth. 'i will not stand by and do nothing again!' The anger in her voice made Kit whine and shift uncomfortably, hoping from paw to paw but still staying by his owners side. Noticing the dogs distress Vita closed her eyes and breathed out trying to calm her emotions. She knelt down and hugged her dog before setting off at a run following the car and the beast that followed, determination driving her forward. ' i will help these people...' she thought over and over. ' i will help them'
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3:29pm Dec 17 2011
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When Jethro had driven by the people so fast, Annabelle was staring out the window and had noticed them flash by. "Jethro! Did you see the person and the animal? I wonder if..." Annabelle turned around and saw that the zombie was still chasing them. "Yep he is still behind us..." Annabelle looked up at Airleas, then Jethro, and finally down at the floor of the car. "Jethro. My stomach is hurting. I think I might have to throw up. We...We... need to stop!"
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8:50pm Dec 17 2011
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((Pyrric, Nope it is not too late to join! Please, Join! Just post your bios in Green so that I know it is your Bios. And also thank you guys for accepting the changes that have been made, and re-posting again! Now, on a quick side note, I will not be here for the next 2-21/2 weeks, because of christmas vacation, and I will not have alot of internet access! So please, RP without me, I will catch up. That is why I had Jethro faint before, but since that didn't work, Something else will be done. Happy RP'ing and Merry Christmas!))
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9:40pm Dec 17 2011
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Speeding down the street with the Rutland right behind them, Jethro caught a glimpse of a person and her dog on the side of the street, holding an ob
ject. Then Jethro heard Annabelle yelling. "Annabelle, we cannot afford to stop! The Rutland is right behind us, and if we don't get away from it soon, we'll all become Giant mutated-body builder-gone wrong zombie food, and I plan on living for more than 17 years of my life, and the fact that you are only 12, I'm sure you want to live more than that to!" Jethro was speaking so rapidly, and with his Irish accent, he wasn't so sure Annabelle heard him. "Anyway, I did see those... figures, and they didn't look like zombies, so we have to go back and help them... but the Rutland will follow us there.." Jethro reached in the back seat, grabbing his jacket that had his handgun and knife in there. He grabbed a hold of the gun, and put it in a holster he forgot he had. Folding the knife to where it wouldn't cut him with one arm, he steered with the other. "Airleas, girl, I need you jump out from the car and see if those people need any help." Immediately, Jethro stopped the FJ, and the Ruland slid right past them, trying to stop. Jethro let Airleas out, who then began to run back towards the people. Shutting the door, Jethro sped up and turned the corner and made annoying sounds while he raced down the other street, hoping and praying that the Rutland heard him. The gross oil covered monster did hear him, and bellowed in rage, again chasing them. Jethro then pulled out his gun, and shot the Rutland in both of his eyes. The monster cried out, clutching his eye sockets in pain. Jethro then stopped the car once more. Silence. Then, Jethro took his knife and cut himself, letting himself bleed on a pile of rocks, which he then picked up and threw as far as he could, distracting the beast. The Rutland, smelling Jethro's blood and hearing the noise from the rocks bursting a few yards down the street, ran down in that direction. "Annabelle, are you ok? I know you were sick before, and well, were stopped now, but don't make to much noise. We have to leave now, before he realizes that is not me." said Jethro in almost a whisper. He then got out of the FJ, and opened the door so that Annabelle could get out easier, and tip-toed back to the street they were on before. ((Sorry for the 'Story' lol.))
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1:15am Dec 18 2011
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Annabelle got out of the car and ran behind one of the small buildings. She was quiet enough, that way she could hear if there were anymore zombies, but there weren't. She threw up behind the building, and pulled out a hankercheif and wiped her mouth. She then threw it on the ground and slowly walked up behind Jethro. She hoped Jethro knew it was her behind him, as she didn't want him to think she was a zombie and try to kill her. "Hi Jethro. I think I'm fine now.. Shall I get back in the FJ?" Annabelle looked at where the blood was coming out. "Your...your... bleeding!" Annabelle said this in kind of a loud voice, not realizing she was. Annabelle ran to the back of the building again, and threw up a little more. She walked quietly to the FJ with a pale face, and got back in. She sat in the back seats again, waiting for Jethro.
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11:00am Dec 18 2011 (last edited on 11:03am Dec 18 2011)
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Name: Ayame Saitou Gender: Female Age: 17 Companions? (Human or Animal): Ayame has a large Male German Shepherd named Kane, after his intelligence. 
Where are you from?: Ayame was born in England. Her mother is Japanese, and her father is from England. They split up one day, Ayame leaving with her mother, who chose to use her maiden name after the divorce. Weapons: Ayame is what you'd call a mechanic. She's good with any working contraption, and as a kid she would often take apart the telephone, putting it back together. Her father specialized in the Military Forces, and he would often bring home a weapon to show off. Ayame's mother did not approve, which only added to her pros and cons of divorce. Right now, Ayame carries a Tavor x95 and a Heckler & Koch MP5. In her belt are a few grenades, and hidden in her combat boots are weapons like knives. On her back is a Heckler & Koch MG4, which she almost never uses unless in dire situations. Looks: Ayame has crimson red brown hair, almost auburn, and dark brown eyes. Her hair is long, falling down in a perfect straight line, and so are her bangs. She has a rather lean build, and often wears combat boots. Ayame has a slight British Accent, due to her growing up in Britain. 
Personality: Ayame is headstrong, blunt, and calculating. She doesn't trust right away, and doesn't hesitate to tell you that you're ugly, or your plan is downright stupid. Her mind is always working, always forming new plans and tactics. She's a bit of a traitor, sometimes turning you in or giving away information in order to survive. Other: None~
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11:24am Dec 18 2011
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(I have a question. Is swearing and romance allowed in here? o3o I'm a rather...realistic RPer. xDD)
Ayame felt the gravel crunch beneath her feet, as she scanned each dead body laying on the ground. Kane walked steadily behind her, sniffing at a few of the bodies before quickly losing interest and following back after his owner. The skyscrapers towered above the streets, now empty of any living beings except her, Kane, and a few beady-eyed pigeons. She was calm, hearing no strange, quick footsteps and no groans of the un-dead. Everything was peaceful, but the possibility of death was rancid, hanging in the air like the stench of rotten milk. Gently, she lowered herself onto one knee, petting Kane gently. "Good boy." She murmured, squinting off in the distance.
There, a family of 5 was running. A father, a mother, and 3 children. One was just a baby, still swaddled in blankets, carried by his mother. And following closely behind, was a group of zombies.
Cursing under her breath, Ayame got to her feet and began to follow, her combat boots slapping the surface of the sidewalk. She sped up at once as she saw one of the zombies grab a child, it's screams piercing the prolonging silence. Kane barked, bolting after Ayame. "Back, Kane!" Ayame yelled, taking out her H&K MP5, already loaded and ready to go. Kane obeyed, stopping and watching as Ayame began to fire.
The bullets got the zombie's attentions. They turned to her, cocking their heads in mock curiosity. The beasts began to advance, leaving the family who had taken their chance of escape and ran off. They came closer and closer, as Ayame kept the fire steady, one falling to the ground. More and more began to fall, until one remained.
It grinned at her maliciously, hunger and power glinting in it's eyes, breaking into a breathlessly fast sprint towards her. And that's when her bullets ran out.
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3:13pm Dec 18 2011
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Annabelle heard the bullets off in the distance. She sat up in the car, gripping the knife she had found under the seats. She opened the door, and quietly stepped out of the FJ. She looked at Jethro, hoping he didn't see her, and quietly walked towards the direction of the bullets. She passed the spot where she threw up, and kept walking.
She was holding her knife in a position where she could stab someone if she needed too.
Slowly walking, she soon saw the zombie walking up to the other person and dog. "Hey you big fat zombie! Over here!" Annabelle was waving her arms in the air and yelling those words. She wanted the other person to have a chance to shoot the zombie or something. "I'm the one you want!! Look at me!! Come get me you fat boy!!" Annabelle said this with doing a little jump in the air and waving her arms still.
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