((Spiff, deal, Ssath, okay, Spiff, how many spots?))

Name: Sumnor Pegagnyx

Age: 25

Appearance:
Sumnor is a tall man, standing at around 6'5'', his long red trenchcoat and red tie stand out against his grey pinstripe suit and white work shirt, his twin katana's his main choice of weapon, his black leather gloves perfectly fitting for manouverability in combat.

Personallity: RP it out.

History: not necessary, the world's gone to hell, lol.

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Name: Dryac Nulgar

Age: 21

Appearance: Tall, standing at 6'7'', his long trechcoat black, along with his shirt and combat pants. his hair long, down apst his shoulder blades, almost reaching down to his waist, was pure black as well, straighter than any hair ever seen. His main weapons were throwing knives, which he always had multiple belts ofstrapped around his person.

Personallity: Roleplay.

History: the same.

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Name: Abadon Buer

Age: 25

Appearance: Medium height, standing at around 5'7'', his black, leather jacket at waist leangth, black combats with a white shirt, and black, heavy duty gothic boots, his black hair kept short, his main weapon of choice a small machine pistol, which he had never missed with so far, the bullets filled with additional pieces of shrapnel, in order to cause mroe damage with on contact.

Personallity: Roleplay.

History: Same, lol.

Name:Isis Silvia Bastet

Age:20

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Personality:Rping it out.

History: *Growls*

Name:Ebony Rain Griffin

Age:21

Appearance:

Personality:Rping it out.

History: *Hisses*

Name: Niro Allens

Age: 23

 Appearance:

 Hair is a dark red with black streaks, goes down to his chin. Eyes are a very bright green, not abnormally so, just in the light. He has a slight tan, and keeps himself in shape while dealing with the zombie menace. He's very stylish, especially now that there are abandoned stores to steal from. He typically wears black leather or tripp pants, and his shirts vary. He loves to wear ties when he's "working"(otherwise known as killing zombies). About six foot three. About 175 pounds, thanks to the muscles he's picking up. Has many tattoos and peircings, although he mainly has studs now so that the hoops don't get caught if he's running.

Personality: Very cocky! He's a flirt to everyone, and has been told that if a pencil sharpener wore a skirt, he'd be in trouble. But he's actually a very decent friend, the type that will listen. He is quick to use sarcasm. Likes puppies, long walks on the beach, and killing zombies. He's got a bit of an obsession with sharp objects, although he will always agree that guns get the job done.

History: He'll tell ya if you bug him hard enough. 

((We'll start now.... the others can join as we progress, we'll find a way to introduce them.))

Sumnor, Dryac and Abadon were scouring the ruins of an abandoned city, hopping over poeces of collapsed building, looking under smashed cas, trying desperately to clear the land of zombies, but finding it hard to find any to clear. Sumnor was jumping over pieces of building more often than not, ignoring most survival tips, as  it was himself that had helped him to survive this long, it was not going to fail now.

Abadon was walking just behind Sumnor and Dryac, "This hunt is getting really boring... we should just call it off and.... WATCH OUT!"   Abadon grabbed Dryac's should and forced him to crouch, as Abadon whipped out his gun and loosed off two rounds, each cracking both the fron and back of a zombi, each bullet going through the same hole at both sides.

Dryac thanked Abadon warmly, before running over to stomp the head of the dead un-dead into dust. The Three then continued to walk through the city, checking each alleyway and side street, wanting more zombies to add to their kill-count.

[One I guess. I may be a bit to get my post up. Shots today. >.<]