7:11pm Apr 7 2011
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| ooc; and a bump for the day~. |
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9:50pm Apr 7 2011
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when are we gunna start,if you dont mind me asking?
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9:52pm Apr 7 2011 (last edited on 10:06pm Apr 7 2011)
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| ooc; Maybe by Saturday (it's currently Thursday for me). Hopefully more people will join and Loki (Graveyardfox) will have finished his bios by then. o3o |
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10:05pm Apr 7 2011
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((okay and its thursday for me too C:))
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1:16am Apr 8 2011
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| ooc; Bump. ;o; |
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8:14pm Apr 9 2011
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Running was the only manner of escaping as Sasha and Albert frantically sprinted down the ruin streets of the city. A fortunate few zombies has directed their attention to the female alien and human male. The twosome had recently found each other earlier this morning, although they almost killed each other upon shock. Things had been tense ever since the recent zombie outbreak. The government was basically crap on aiding survivors, only thinking about themselves and how they could financially benefit from this while people are dying (or turning) left and right. All one can really do is fight for their lives until the very last day, whether it be to their deaths or to salvation. Sasha has been contemplating this very day ever since she arrived onto this planet. All aliens have been given orders to help the remaining humans to survive, even if it meant risking their own lives. That particular concept made her uneasy to accept the order, but she had no choice otherwise. So far, she had only met up with one other human, a guy named Albert who seemed unnaturally informed on the art of killing zombies thanks to the fictional movies he watched and video games he played. Sasha herself had merely a shotgun, whose ammunition was growing dangerously low. Albert held only a butcher knife that he found laying on the streets. This knife has been customly sharpened, so it was a great find that brought some hope for prolonging their own lives. They ran for their lives to their formally known high school. Now the high school was merely just a insignificant building, just like the other important structures. Upon reaching the gate of the education facility, Sasha loaded her shotgun and whirled around to a pause, letting the remaining zombies to catch up to her while taking a firm stance before unloading one shot to their torsos, the blast dismembering them from their torsos as their remains fell to the ground. Albert walked back calmly with a solemn ex pression except with a somewhat humorous smirk as he commented, "Nice shot, I suppose. Wished you would have done that earlier." Sasha retorted back dully, "I had to wait for the perfect opportunity." They stood in front of the gate almost too casually for their current situation, knowing that this moment right now was temporarily safe. --- |ooc; You don't need to post something as long. xD Also, anyone else may still join. |
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10:26pm Apr 9 2011 (last edited on 10:29pm Apr 9 2011)
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Eli’s swallowed his ever growing anxiety, trying to shove down into a place he could never visit it again. Living like this was like living in a world were only awful things unveiled, and though that may be true one shouldn’t think that way. This was a place where your live was your next fight for survival and your meal might be your very last, it burned into his mind singing his very soul. Slowly taking away sanity like a fatal virus. His venom yellow eyes panning through the empty streets. Bloody raw feet smacking against the hot lava of un kept pavement. Flinching with each step as his wounds became more and more bloody with pieces of gl*censored* and bone cutting into them once more. Eli’s breathe was slow and steady, each movement was preplanned and held to each beat of his heart. Battery acid surging through his veins looking for any indications of zombies. Holding his shoulder high and close to his neck, tense and sore. The boy wore no shirt, showing off his lean frame and muscular body that was covered in nasty scars that made a person flinch when their eyes laid upon them stretching down from his shoulders to his back. The only thing on him was a pair of oil covered pants that wear ripped up and much to large barely hanging on his lower waist. Eli’s face was tanned and bruised, his nose so broken that it jutted to the right and had a bump on it just were the brake had occurred. A face for ever in a ex pression of determination and anger, just barely holding everything together. Nothing about him seemed friendly or anyone you would ever want to run into let alone talked to. Looking up he saw a school building in the distance surrounded by the exoskeleton of a once beloved town. The buildings peering down at him, there broken windows like eyes of tortured souls, making Eli shudder. Seeing to figures, not being able to tell anything about them except for the fact that weren’t zombies, their movements seemed to quick and with reason. Getting closer narrowing his eyes to get a good look at them. “hey!...hey…you! over there!” his voice called out to them and deep and raspy from not talking so long, aggressive and afraid.
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10:54pm Apr 9 2011
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| ooc; Going to color code, to avoid confusion. xD Sasha = Purple. Albert = Blue. | Sasha quickly turned to face towards the origin of the voice, immediately raising her shotgun to aim at the battered looking male. Again, tensions were high at the moment, at least for her. Albert extended his free hand and rested it upon the barrel of the weapon, softly pushing it down. He almost spoke in a joking yet calm manner, "At ease, girl. He doesn't look too harmful." Sasha grimaced as her facial ex pression contorted into a mixture of annoyance and suspicion as she glared as Eli approached them. Albert took the lead between the two, his lips curling into a tentative, friendly smile as he returned the greeting with a brief wave of his hand, "Uh, hello there!" Albert took in the sight of someone who has experienced battles with the zombies and survived with many intense wounds. Even though the scars were certainly unpleasant looking, they could all vouch that they have seen much more horrible things that not even an average person's nightmare could dream up. Sasha took her turn at talking, although her grip on the shotgun was still positioned at the ready in case of hostility, "Who are you? Are you bitten or anything?" She asked only because any of those wounds could be a bite mark. It seemed like everything was completely serious to her. Of course, it was her duty to survive along with the others, but she will not hesitate to protect her own well-being as well as her lax ally.
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1:31am Apr 10 2011
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Eli slowly walked up to these figures, too find a boy in a girl. They didn’t seem dangerous. Self-protective but not infected. He seemed to guess that they were just as afraid of this world as he was. He paused shocked his eyes looking down into the barrel of the shot gun from this apparently angry girl, a rush of fear surged through him. Not being able to read her made it hard to tell if she would shoot or not. He let his muscles relax slightly, lowering his shoulders and slouching slightly. His sulfur colored eyes softened and raised his eye brows. Trying to look less scary, but it was hard to tell what he looked like any more without using a mirror in months. But Eli could only guess what his appearance was, being through all the bloody battles and surviving in the woods, not to mention the scars from his past what But he was still alert ready to attack at any moment, keeping his mind as sharp as a razorblade his focus still on survival. Eli’s eyes traced at the two figures in front of him, the girl with white hair and the boy with red, surprised him. Not seeing anyone with dyed hair since the zombies taking over. Keeping his breath steady Eli spoke “hey, I’m Eli I’ve come here from miles away down south” not trying to say too much about his life but still seeming to be trusted. Though he wasn’t too sure if he could trust them. “uh naw I’m bitten, swear by it…these wounds are from…other things” Taking a step closer to these new people “so if ya don’t my me askin’ who are you guys?”
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1:42am Apr 10 2011
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((Your male to female ratio is 4 to 1. Mind if I join as a pair of twins, boy and girl? >3 But wait... Zomg... I don't want my face to be gone though... :c))
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2:35pm Apr 10 2011
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bump,just wondering shaste...wouldnt that make it 6 to 2?
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2:38pm Apr 10 2011
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((5-2, but I may create 3 characters (2 girls), but I also don't know what Graveyardfox will be posting.))
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3:03pm Apr 10 2011
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((Finished my bios. Sorry for the delay... I'm not in the best of health. X.x I'll wait for approval before I post my intro.))
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7:04pm Apr 10 2011 (last edited on 7:06pm Apr 10 2011)
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| ooc; Shaste of course you can join. :3 Loki, you're approved~. But yeah, I want the gender ratios to be somewhat even. ;o; I'll be posting a reply soon. |
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7:19pm Apr 10 2011 (last edited on 7:22pm Apr 10 2011)
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Name: Kyle Vancleave Age: 22 Species: Alien Gender: Male Occupation: He was a student athlete Appearance: Kyle has the appearance of a typical beach boy. He's tall, muscular and tan. He weighs about 260, but he's about only 4% fat. Kyle worked and worked and worked on his muscles way before the epidemic ever happened, and it took him years. He tans naturally, just a lucky gene in him; he's not too tan right now because he isn't outside much. He protects the 'fort' while Ange is out getting supplies. His hair is a light brown, some might say a very dirty blonde, but I say light brown. It's short, and he keeps it that way. Kyle hates it when his hair gets into his eyes, which are just brown, and in the light, they seem to almost glow a golden color. Kyle is about 6' 4", pretty tall, which makes it hard for him to hide or anything like that. What he wears is kind of funny: Kyle is ALWAYS wearing black jeans, no matter what. Summer or winter. He then wears a loose black T-shirt, always dressed in loose black. These clothes don't let known of Kyle's actual body type, and almost make him look fat, but he's really not. He likes to wear black working boots that are heavy duty and also is seen commonly in a black baseball hat. Kyle is still faster than the average person while wearing all this heavy clothing. Personality: Kyle is the world's most trusting person. He would trust a homeless person with a hundred dollar bill while he went to the bathroom. Kyle thinks their is good in everyone, still in this hostile enviroment their in now. He is also very 'go-with-the-flow', which is sometimes not very good. When you get a lady his way though, he turns on his 'flirtacious' side and forgets everything. This is why he usually travells with Ange, she is trusting of no-one and keeps him out of trouble. S.O.: Straight Crush: Nope, he flirts with everyone though. xD Other: He travells with Angie ~ Name: Angela Dunn (Known as Angie or Ange) Age: 19 Species: Human Gender: Female Occupation: She didn't work, she stole things and broke the law a lot. (If that's okay.) Appearance: Angie is quite small for her age, but it's okay because that makes it easier for her to sneak around. Her height, 5' 2", is just something she finds as a small roadblock on the highway. Her hair is dirty blonde, and halfway down her back. She has straight bangs that usually get in her eyes. No one has really seen her hair down, it's constantly in a pony tail with her bangs down. Ange has these hazel green eyes that change by the amount of sunlight out (Mine do that. :3): They become greenish-yellow when the sun is bursting, just a normal blue-green when it's slightly cloudy out and when it's raining, her eyes turn an almost brown color. But her eyes accent the light brown freckles the occupy the bridge of her nose, all the way to her cheekbones. Her skin in a pale-color and she doesn't tan, or burn. She always pretty much stays white. The clothes Ange wears are slightly weird. She wears short-short white, occasionally she changes to black, nike shorts, running shorts I guess, with black, skin tight running leggings. These display her muscular and well as long legs. Her feet have running shoes as well, she needs these so she can make a fast getaway if she gets caught. Her shirt is tight and black, with sleeves. Angie is pretty curvy, in the 'right-places', but she hates it, wishing she didn't. Ange does have a pretty gnarly scar on her right leg, from her knee almost to her hip when an undead scratched her. She is so grateful she wasn't bitten though. Oh, and when she reads, Ange has to wear these really thick, geeky looking reading gla.sses. Personality: Ange is the opposite of Kyle. She trusts not a soul and laughs at flirt attempts. No one will ever get on her 'good' side, probably because she doesn't have one. Secretly, she wishes for a big fairytale romance to come her way, but she knows that will never happen now. Flesh eaters all around her, for all she knows, she's tomorrow lunch for them. S.O.: Straight Crush: Nope, not looking. Other: She has a pet pigeon that she trained to carry messages for her. (She learned by reading many books about.) ((Is this okay?))
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7:22pm Apr 10 2011
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| ooc; That's totally okay, Shaste. :3 Begin posting if you want. |
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7:29pm Apr 10 2011
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((Sweet! Posting my intro pretty soon. :3 Will edit here~))
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7:35pm Apr 10 2011
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Sasha was far from relaxed and decided to step away from the two to keep a lookout for any others, whether that may be human or otherwise. It mattered little to her if she seemed rude or not. Most manners were thrown out the window since earth's inhabitants seem to have a tendency to slay one another even before the zombie outbreak. It was indeed a sad fate, but it was almost an ironic inevitability in a strange sadistic way. She constantly scanned the surroundings on high alert. Albert simply laughed a bit with an understanding nod, somewhat relieved that they came across another individual. He supposed he had some explaining to do as well as the regular ol' introductions. "Nice to meet you, Eli. I'm Albert and the tense gal over there is Sasha." He then sighed a bit, briefly wondering if the other male knew about the existence of aliens and how they were literally their ticket to true survival as he spoke yet again, "You know about aliens? Yeah, they exist. Sasha's one of them." Albert rubbed the back of his head, knowing how completely outrageous that sounded to him when he first heard of it, yet zombies were just as unbelievable, so why not? Besides, he saw the girl bleed once and her blood was of an extremely different color.. It was like a mix between blue and purple, plus her blood didn't run as fast as an average human. He wasn't able to look long since Sasha had noticed him staring and quickly hid her wound. Anyways, Albert continued on, "Aliens aren't that bad. They're actually somewhat friendly. I say 'somewhat' because I've only met this one." He chuckled uneasily as he took a glance back at Sasha, who made no reaction to his statement but just kept being on watch.
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7:39pm Apr 10 2011
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"Kyle! I can't believe it! The school medication cabinet still has supplies in it!" A girl shouted in the school office. She held up several bottles of cough medicine and some type of injections, but she didn't know what they were for.
"Keep your voice down, Ange," The boy named Kyle said, hushing his partner up. "Put all the stuff in my backpack; we may need it later." Kyle held out his pack and threw it to the girl. "Don't break any of it though." He warned her, eyeing her angrily. "You've done it before, so don't look at me that way."
"Oh whatever, keep your mouth shut," Ange said angrily, shoving the plastic bottles on the bottom of the bag, then wrapped the gl*censored* ones in towls that were on the table. "Are you still watching for them?" Ange said, paranoid. "Good," She said quickly, getting one angry look from the guy at the door. "Let's go." The two got up, Ange in the lead; her swords were clanking behind her. She had thanked God the day before when the two luckily were able to raid and break open a weapon's store. She paused at the window next to the double doors at the entrance of the school. "Kyle. Quite. There's people out there... I don't think that they are the flesh eaters though. They look to... Normal."
Ange opened the door, handing the backpack full of medicine to Kyle. He would be able to protect it better than her. "Oi!" She called to the group of three, putting a sturdy hand on the dagger on her belt. "Are any of you infected?" Ange had a glare on her face that would put evil masters to shame. She kept this face, not wanting to seem friendly to these, things. ((Oh, by the way, Ange doesn't know about the Aliens. She thinks Kyle is human. :3))
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10:00pm Apr 10 2011
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Sasha was barely paying any attention to the introductions. As soon as she heard the female voice, she quickly reacting, raising the barrel of her shotgun again to aim at the newcomers. Although her finger remained steady upon the trigger, she didn't shoot yet even without Albert's protest. It seems like they were meeting survivors left and right and it made her uneasy. They were mostly human, except one. It was probably that one fellow alien that made her hesitate to shoot as her eyes spotted Kyle over Ange's shoulder. Again, Albert decided to promote himself the spokesperson for his strange group as he turned around, spotting the couple at the entrance of the school as he yelled back a quick response, "Hey to you too! We're not infected at all, not even our beaten up buddy here. I'm a.ssuming you're not one of them either?!" He looked over to Sasha then gently rested a hand upon her shoulder as he tried to calm her, "Hey, hey.. Calm down. One of these days, you might end up killing someone that's actually alive for no reason." Sometimes Sasha worries him about how high her alert status was, but it was quite comforting to know that she's an ally. With an arrogant scoff, Sasha lowered her shotgun again, glaring at annoyance to Albert. It seemed to be a regular pattern with the two of them, her ferocity being tamed by his mellow persona. Sasha was undecided on whether that fact was a nuiscence or blessing as she silently stared at the two new survivors in the distance. | ooc; Fail post is fail. ;w; |
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