Zombie Apocalypse! [Semi-Lit/Always Open&Accepting!]

[~Victoria~]

bump!!!

[~Victoria~]

(OH MY GOD!!! YESSSSS! I love you so much!!! Wait...what can I do to help you want to get on more??? I will do as much as I can!!! And thank you for responding!! Love this rp to death!)

(Quick reply, sorry.)

Damon

Damon's steely eyes watched as McKayla got up from something she was doing on the ground and darted off toward the barn. He sighed and turned, glancing at Zoey beside him. She was the only person left in the house that he cared about. Grabbing her duffle bag from her, he gestured with his head toward the door. "Come on Zoey..." He said. He really hoped that they could squeeze some people into McKayla's car, but he wasn't too worried. Running, he made it to the large shed beside the house and unlocked the doors, opening them. Inside lay his beautiful sports car. Before the apocalypse Damon would have died before he ruined that car, but too much was at stake now. He opened one of the doors, thankful that he had put the hood on the car, and threw the duffle bags in. Zoey came running in shortly after him. He gave her a weak, yet strong smile and helped her into the vehicle. "Wait here...I have to see McKayla...we can't leave anyone here...I can take about two more people...but that's it.." He growled, then shut her door. When he left the shed, he shut it's doors behind him in case the hoarde had gotten closer than he thought they would. Quickly he jogged over to the barn. "McKayla!!?? He yelled, finding her and Victoria inside the barn easily. "McKayla, I can take two people in my car...Victoria, you stay with McKayla..." He said. He didn't doubt McKayla, but he wanted someone who knew what she was doing in-case they came upon a bad situation and McKayla needed to drive. "I will take Sean and the new girl who was on the couch." He said, then grabbed her by her waist, pulled her toward him and kissed her lips. "Be safe..." He whispered, his forehead against hers, his steely eyes showing a hint of hidden emotion, but only for her, and only for a moment because then he was gone. Running back toward the house. "SEAN!!! You are riding with me!! You and your little girlfriend need to hurry!!!" He Yelled. He found the girl just standing in the living room, not sure quite what to do. He believed she introduced herself as Jasmine. "Hey! You, if you see Sean, head out to the shed...hurry..." He said, then began running back to the shed, his car, and his sister. He slipped into the building and gently shut the doors behind him. His window was open and he didn't even try to open the door, he just slid through the window.

Zoey

Zoey's eyes had widened when he brother said he was leaving her in the car. Her immediate answer was no...but she then realized who she was dealing with. Damon would never put her in harms way. She sighed and nodded, waiting quietly, still terrified. She heard some noises, but in the end it was just Damon. She clutched the duffle bags to her chest, forcing her eyes shut as her brother slid into the car through the window. She wiped her eyes and felt that they had been wet. She had been crying. Hurrying, she wiped away the tears, not wanting her brother to see her weakness. Taking a deep, shaky breath she realized that they were waiting for people...waiting for passengers to take out...

Victoria

When Victoria heard Damon's words she nodded. She knew that he knew her, and she knew why he wanted her to go with McKayla. It was his silent way of looking over the girl. Tori chuckled and shook her head, but she was a bit confused and surprised to see him show such affection toward McKayla in front of her. Damon wasn't really one to show affection for anyone but his sister, and even if he did, she didn't believe he would do it in front of people. H*ll, Victoria didn't even know that there had been something between them...the girl had only been here for what? A day? Not even. She narrowed her eyes and then shrugged, remembering that Damon was an amazing judge of character. He probably could see passed a lot of things that other people couldn't. Honestly Victoria was surprised that McKayla didn't slap him, but she supposed that that WOULD be a stupid move with Damon...Shrugging yet again she sighed in relief when Damon left and when McKayla unlocked the car, opening the front door and slipping into the passenger seat. She was going to claim the seat next to McKayla...she liked this seat. It had brought her to Damon and Zoey and had helped for somewhat of a....partnership between her and McKayla. Without buckling up she threw her duffle at her feet, her gun in one had, dagger in the other, and waited....

[takane]

[Is this dead again?]

[~Victoria~]

(This needs to be brought back to life...like the Zombies...O_O Baby come back...You can blame it all, on me! I was wrong, and I just can't live without this rp!!!!! :'( )

[Raynie_Taco]

[[I am working on my post for it ^-^ It is like I am writing a mini novel lol well I suppose that would be a novella. iSaNeKo has a lot of work and junk but I will start pushing her again ;P Actually she is super excited to write again. ]]

[~Victoria~]

(Yay! Please don't die little rp...We got ya. )

[takane]

[haha, I was thinking about this roleplay the other day. It would be great if it came back]

[Cheesy34]

I assume I am still aloud to join? c:



Name: Julie Davis
Age: 17
Occupation (before apocalypse): Part time artist and employee at father's book store.
History: Julie used to love art. She still does, but can't find the time to do it with the apocalypse and all. She still sketches here and there, and carries a can of red spray paint. In hopes that there is survivors close by, she leaves a symbol on the wall; a human eye, but with a cat pupil. She salvages books and carries them with her. Before the apocalypse, she was a daughter of a rich man. He ran the entire Barnes & Noble franchise, and always gave Julie discounts on books. She spent most of her time studying, reading, or drawing.
Personality: Julie is genuinely kind, and is a huge bookworm. She had been labeled in school as the geek, or know-it-all. She didn't act like a know-it-all, just good A's on her tests and passed each school year without a problem. She is sensitive and loving. But get on her dark side and she might not appreciate you anymore. Being optimistic, she tries to find the good side on every situation.
Any Hope For Humankind?: She hopes the humans will someday regain the world.


Hair Color: Blonde.
Eye Color: Bright blue.
Body Shape: Slightly curvy, lean, and skinny.
Clothes: Light brown sweater, medium wash skinny jeans, and black combat boots.
Weapon You Carry (max of 3): Katana, hunting knife, and shotgun.
Other:

[Raynie_Taco]

[So as a mod, I am pretty sure I can accept you

>.< I am still working on the post- it is pretty long. Any ways, I am glad you'll be joining.]

[iSaNeKo]

[*Accepted, of course. You should write her introduction paragraph.. I have not had a computer in over a year, now, guys, so bare with me.. and although I still don't have one, I'm on break for a few days, so I hope to make some progress here!]

+Sam+
As Sam laid her cardigan over the couple of frail bodies, she realized how small the thing, actually, was. The woman shivered at the chill in the air, which quickly engulfed her exposed arms. She held herself, trying to apply some warmth by rubbing her already chilled skin. Knowing she had to find something else to wrap the children in, and herself if possible, Sam set out to search the church.

"Hide if you see anything; yell for me if you need me," Sam sternly made sure he understood, as she knelt next to the small boy, who was sitting down the bench from his drowsy sister, as she spoke to him. Ethan was, obviously, not going to even try sleeping, at the moment. When he complied and she stood to carry herself up the aisle, Sam looked around the church, hoping there wasn't anything lurking in the shadows. The girl contemplated even going, anymore, but knew that giving in to fear was the first step to failure. Whether she found something or not, she at least had tried. Sam reached the door placed to the side of the front stage, which led to the rest of the church. She turned to catch the eye of Ethan once more before she creaked open the door and slipped into the shadows herself.


-Jason-
As he rounded the corner of the last shelf they passed, Jason did not see anything, at first. He waited for something to dart out and attack, hoping the girl who trailed behind him was doing the same, by watching their backs. His heart steadily increased in pace, waiting for the moment it happened. He slid his left foot forward, as he glanced at the EXIT sign, once again. Something shiny caught his eye, under the sign, before it shot out of its hiding spot. Jason's heart jumped, as well as his muscles, but he instantaneously readied himself to swing on whatever it was that launched at him.


•Jordan•
Jordan swiftly jumped to his feet, hoping to gain the upper hand. He had analyzed their situation, and considering the two people who followed him through the front door sported melee weapons, only - to his knowledge - he felt the odds were in his and this new girl's favor. The butt of his shotgun dug into his shoulder and the barrel tracked the big man who led the intruders. The couple stopped in their tracks, and Jordan did, too. He had never held a person at gunpoint, and by this point, the boy was at a loss for words.


~McKayla~
McKayla was somewhat swoon by this gesture. So much so that she hadn't even realized Damon had left the barn, before she even opened her eyes. Was it my imagination? When she turned to take in the expression that swept Victoria's face, she realized it was not. The girl shook all of the confusion and embarrassment out of her head, although the difference in her cheek color was still quite prevalent. Her eyes skimmed what she could see around the barn, hoping no other zombies had trailed ahead of the rest. Darkness had encased most of the land, at the moment, but the girl continued to scan for the rest of the survivors in the house. If she had to, yes, she could leave them, but her conscience would be something to deal with later. A sense of relief washed over her when a figure approached from the back door, hurrying out toward the barn. It was human - she hoped.

McKayla realized the hoard of undead was breaching the yard of the house, now, and her heart continued to race faster and faster. The girl waved her arms in excitement, flailing them over her head, "Hurry!!" As the figure began across the yard, McKayla opened the back door behind the driver's door, then her own and slid into the driver's seat, shuffling her weapons to the side. She shoved the right key into the ignition and cranked the engine. Now that the zombies would be attracted to the back of the house, and not just the house itself, McKayla grabbed her pistol and gave it to Victoria, "Can you use this?" she asked as she hurriedly readied herself her shotgun. There were way more walkers than she had bullets, but protecting her group for as long as she could was considerable for as long as the hoard would allow. The girl hoped they would make their way out before she had to do what was necessary for her and Victoria's survival..


*Jasmine*
When Damon appeared in the house, and his commands echoed off of the walls, Jasmine jumped at the abruptness. Girlfriend? Jasmine had no time to contemplate that statement, and just as soon as the man appeared, he was gone. The girl did not know what to do in this situation. She began to panic. All she had known since the apocalypse was to run, to hide, to stay out of sight and safe. As the danger quickly and steadily approached the house, her helplessness captured her in a still freeze. She wanted to run. She wanted to move her feet. She wanted to breathe. Where did everyone go? Everyone had left her.. again. This wasn't the first time the girl had been abandoned.
As her memories began to flood her mind, she began to accept her fate.
I'm going to die.