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(Note to all others!!!: This roleplay is for people 12 and up! I believe that is the appropriate age. If you have a problem with this send me a rmail. The only reason is that this will have a possibly very heavy plotline and may contain a excess amount of violence! If I find out any of you are violating this rule you will be put on the wall of shame!!! Oh and you must post "Im a pretty Unicorn" to join. This rp might be a bit like Left for Dead from Xbox 360.)

It had been almost a year since the outbreak started. You had to be smart to survive. Out there the world is full of death. Nobody knows for sure how this started, but we know how to end it. The disease often attacks the uncatious turning them into monsters. Some mutating into creatures of destruction. Nobody know who to trust and murders are common. Society is falling apart. Only small clans of people are left in this city. That equals Population: 300. These clans tend to be paranoid shut-ins. Often time these clans are named after animals. There are 4 large clans we know of that have many sib clans of up to ten people. The clans are called Tiger, Dragon, Fox, and Shark. Each has its own skills They are below

 Tiger: They tend to be good with arson (fire) attacks, they are the largest clan and cosists of about 100 people alltogether. They can be very imposing and power thirsty, but are very loyal followers.

Dragon: They are good with attacks from the sky, often sitting upon houses or the tops of tall buildings, they are very sharp shooters. This group of people is also very large, but is very trustworthy.  This is actually a very femminine clan but has a fair share of men around. This clan consists of 75.

Fox: By far the most mysterious clan, they are good at evading hordes of infeted and often time use knives and swords. Nobody know for sure how many followere they have, but they often have tricks up their sleeves.

Shark: Specializing in attacks using common items, such as crowbars, they are a bit like thugs.  Not very trusting, but once they warm up to you are protective freinds. Pop: 50

 Chooe you clan wisely, for it can make all the diference.

Yea it shows that youve read the rules :D and I want other people to do the same. Yea post a bio. My person is a member of fox too. I am worried about that one filling up too fast though...

My Bio:

Name: Victoria

Age: 18

Clan: Fox

Looks: Blonde hair and green eyes. She wears the fox clan symbol on a necklace, often tucked into her shirt.

((*Hyperventilates*

Character in a bit...? Ahhhh!!!! Love Zombie apocalypse's!!! :D ))

Ooc:// IMMA PRETTY UNICORN!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH! ...join?

 I saw this ti
tle and clicked it as fast as I could! :DDDD  

 My Bio:

((Im a pretty Unihorncorn!! :D))

Name: Abcde (Ab-si-dee)

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Clan: Fox 

Appearance: Tall, thin enough to be thought bulimic (cause no matter how much he eats of anything, he never seems to gain weight). His hip and rib bones are prominent, but he's extremely strong. Abes hair is a sandy blonde color and his eyes are a light brown, nearly tan color. Extremely pale.

Other: Abra's brother

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Name: Abra (Ai-bruh)

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Clan: Shark

Appearance: Most awesome drawring ever. XD

Im back now so lets get this rp rolling!

Name:Ivory 

Age: 17

Clan: Dragon

Looks: (her badge has a dragon on it, and she carries a pump action shot gun in her hand, an air riffle on her back, sling shot , the ammo of course. if this is too much, tell me) 

((im a pretty unicorn... WHY!? i dont want to be a unicorn)) 

((Aww, I wanted to be in fox. lD That's okay. Oh, and to prove I play that game I know what hunters, Jockeys, Witches, and Smokers are. Hunters jump out at you and tackle you into the ground, Jockeys jump on you and ride you around, Witches cry and then attack you when you come close, And Smokers shoot out their tongue to capture you. 8D Gawd, first time a hunter jumped me I almost had a heartattack. lD))

Name: Kira Sunchez

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Clan: Shark.

Name: Alana Rioko

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Clan: Fox?

Name: Zena

Age: 20

Gender: prefers Female. Is female.

Clan: Dragon.

Ill start I guess.

Victoria crept down the deserted street. bodies lay everywhere she looked. Blood painted the streets crimson as she stepped silently. In the distance you could hear the cries and yowls of the infectesd being slaughtered. The hair on her back rose as she heard a growl behind her. But it turned out merelyu to be her dog, Bosporus, or Boz for short. He was a snow white german shepard who helped her kill off the zombies. He proved to be a useful weapon. Starting at the sound of a human she turned tosee who it was

@Daisy Yeah me too I was like holy bleep!

((Haha, Me too. lD I'm such a pansy.))

Kira narrowed her eyes. She was hiding, her back plastered against the cold brick wall of an abandon Shop. She growled lowly to herself, holding a metal baseball bat firmly in her hands. She was in zombie territory, She had found some on her way back to Shark Territory afer her scouting session. She heard a groan behind her and shouted gibberish at the 3 zombies behind her. She swung her bat wildly, taking off one's head and bashing the mid section of another.

Alana Quietly walked along the sidewalk. A small great dane padded behind her, just as scarred and bloody as Herself. "Don't worry, Anne." She whispered to the big dog. It was black with a sleek coat and red eyes. It looked around skeptically. Alana noticed someone ahead. She recognised her as a fellow fox troop. She started running to catch up to her, Anne following.

Zena Stared out. She was perched on the top of a building, Holding a Sniper rifle as she silently aimed it at a zombie below's head. She shot and it fell over, head flying across the air. Zena's ex
pression stayed blank as she walked across it to a table with extra ammo. She had run out, and not quite finished with her sniping spree.

 Claire held her Samurai Edge handgun in a lowered motion. Shuffling her feet delicately, she peered into an abandoned shop. Nothing moved, cooed, festered, or hissed to draw attention to itself. The light flicked, old and in need of replacement. Isles lined unevenly, staging that there was once a struggle here, blood mas.sacred the broken tiled flooring and vandalized walls. There were no windows, besides the two siding with the raped wooden door. Moving with ease and yet hesitation Claire stepped, noise carried with a low whisper. Fear crept, a tainted mistress with a heavy hand to bare, fell into Claire's chest. Taking in leisured breathes, the young woman moved down the first isle. Canned food lined the shelves unevenly, releasing one hand off her gun Claire removed the cans and put them into her bag. Inside the unopened container was stored fruit and vegetables, food was running low for the Tiger clan. 

  Sighing lowly, Claire continued down the suffocating lane. Unsuspectingly the light shattered, all hopes for vision gone and never to gather again. Gasping, yet catching it in mid-release, silence blanketed the opaque store. Heavy breathing, not belonging to the young girl, but to rather something in-human arose. 

((Daisy, can i just say, for a 10year old, you are very good. and Alana is my name ^_^))

 Ivory was on a roof top. she scanned the ground below her cursing at the scrambling zombies attacking a former, fellow shark member. he had fallen off the roof acting a prick and meat a gruesome death.

She removed a walkie-talkie from her belt after shooting at the god forsaken creatures on the ground below hitting one between the eyes without the use of a scope. she sighed before talking into the talkie.

 "Zena are you there? over." she asked before continuing. "they got jack. over." 

She turned to look at the barricaded door on the roof top, before cursing and watching as a fellow dragon got ripped apart. "Cant say he didn't have it coming." she muttered.