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

[Cheesy34]

Julie;
I watch the leader run ahead of me, and I quicken my pace also. I don't want to lose these people or get caught by zombies. Either one wouldn't be joyful. I fidget with my hands, then my weapon. I'm still mentally debating my choice. Everyone seems a bit cautious of me, staying away or giving me weird looks. I saved everyone's life, and they still treat me as an outsider. Well, I am an outsider, but I helped these people.
I decide to stay with these people, at least over night. They can't be that bad after all. They didn't try to shoot me on sight, like other survivors I've come across. Mere encounters with other humans haven't been good with me. Once it's nighttime, I'll leave this group. I don't want to get anyone killed, and by the time they wake up I'll be long gone. Then I'll be alone, just like I've always been.

[takane]

[I FEEL SO BAD FOR ABANDONING THIS ROLEPLAY /CRIES]
Blathnaid almost collapsed with relief once they had made it out onto the main street, but she composed herself quickly. She turned her head to look at her partner, ever aware of the encroaching threat of the undead. 'Shall we head back to the church Jason?' The question was asked as she readied her bat, eyes glancing around for any threats.

[iSaNeKo]

[If only we could get everyone back..

Here we go again.

*Very quick post, by the way.]

~McKayla~
The girl gripped her rubber steering wheel with less intent, now. As she sat back and watched the lines in the road pass, Mckayla thought back to leaving the horses in the barn, then leaving the house itself. The place was sturdy, would've been a great place to hunker down. Apparently not she reminded herself, remembering the horses, again. The hoarde. Her home was supposed to be safe, too. The undead roame there, now. No where is safe. The church from inside of the city behind them stood out in her memories, now. The people she risked her own self, and two other lives, for we're now dead. No place is safe, even as she stared into Damon's shivering taillights.

*Jasmine*
Jasmine stayed alert until the roar of Damon's car was nothing but a lullaby to her ears. As long as she stayed on the road, inside of a moving vehicle, it was safe. Her memories faded, soon before her conscience did. Her head lie heavy on the window seal of the car, arms tucked into herself.


>Gabe<
Adrenaline still surging through his veins, pumping him onward, Gabe marched right over to the helpless creatures standing before him. The mother figure took stance in guarding the children, but the brute of a man only smirked, despite his rage, to see her weaponless fingers. "What's your business here?" He whipped, as he reached for and snatched the dark haired woman up by her forearm, jerking her ever so far away from her children. "Who's here with you?!" Have was not in the mood for an ambush, right now. His eyes darted around the room, scanning crazily for anything unfamiliar.

.:Shelly:.
"Gabe!" Noone, including Shelly or the little brunette woman across the church, had time to prepare for what the man was going to do. When he jerked the woman off of her feet, Shelly's stomach turned. He's such a pig! The woman recalled his behavior each time they had encountered people; their first, as well. He's never the best at first impressions. Not that he's any better afterward.
When the man yelled about others being with this group, Shelly took more defense to the situation. Gabe's instincts were pretty spot on: the only reason Shelly put up with the man. Others. Her almond eyes searched the room. She saw nothing, quickly returning to her own judgement. "Gabe, let her go!" Her voice grew as loud as the man's.

>Peter<
"Come on, man!" Peter plead with the older man, as Shelly had. This was growing ridiculous. Peter had neer been one to speak out to his superiors, but the situations they had been in today just kept growing rapidly. The undead began to beat on the door behind them. The small girl next to him was cringing. "Gabe, that's enough!"

>Gabe<
"Do you really think you have any athority over me?" Gabe spat back at the group with which he previously entered the church. "Shut up! I know this woman couldn't have opened that door by herself! Shelly, you need help with that door. He'll, Pete, even you do, ya sissy girl." He tosse the woman from his grip and back into the children. "You think those things could'a done it?" When noone answered the man, he retorted to their silence, "Exactly." The man turned back to the woman and drew his weapon, aiming it at her forehead.

+Sam+
Sam rose her arm in defense from the huge man racing toward her and the children. The next thing she knew, her body was thrown into the air and interrogated. Jason. Blathnaid. She was released and toppled backward a bit, before regaining balance. Sam's stomach turned and she began praying the couple would return soon. When the man's gruff speech came to an end, the woman stood face to face with death. I should have prayed for my own salvation she flinched as her heart skipped a beat.

[takane]

[aaa it would be amazing if everyone came back]

[iSaNeKo]

-Jason-
Once the girl had made her decision, the brunette man kicked himself back into gear. Alright he roared cheerily in his head. The new blonde girl had caught up to him quite quickly. As her feet patted the ground beside his own, Jason focused on everyone ahead of them. They had to get to the church. Gripping the long handle of his axe with more might than many of the minutes prior to now, Jason sprinted with everything he had to pass the Asian boy and head the front of his new group, once again. "This way!" he directed the kid.

The man darted left down the abandoned street, avoiding anymore alleyways if he could help it, and continued as the group obeyed, "We have people in a church a couple of blocks this way!" Jason's muscles ached as he squeezed his weapon, again. Thinking of leaving such helpless people behind, especially after how many zombies he and Blathnaid had come across within the past three hours, as well as the count of humans. Salt pierced his eyeballs, "We can make it!" He saw St. Benedict Street approaching, "Straight ahead! On the right!" The man pushed forward whomever had kept up.

•Jordan•
Jordan felt he had no other choice but to follow the man once he was already taking the rest of the group. Sure, I could just leave, now. The man seems to have a plan. I need to get to Pip! Jordan knew where the group was headed, and exactly which church the man was talking about. It was sturdy. The door on it was much too large to open in a hasty situation; therefore, Jordan always imagined the "safe house" to be improbable. The next alleyway would slide him in past two dumpsters, where he could use as cover from the monsters behind them, while the group followed the survivors he just met.

Doe Eyes.

Jordan's flash of a memory of this girl he just met was that of when he first spotted her. The fear and helplessness in her eyes dragged him in, just as the other girl for whom he had been risking himself for the past half of a day. How is this happening? Jordan skipped the alleyway and continued forward with the rest of his temporary comrads.

[*Note: Remember there are zombies outside of the church, now, too.
Also, if anyone ever needs a recap or reminder of ANYTHING, please, don't hesitate to ask. This RP will remain open, always, no matter how dead it seems. *•*<(^-^)>*•*]

[iSaNeKo]

-Jason-
Expecting to see the sanctity of the stone church steps, Jason began to push himself harder. His heart pounded in his chest as he, almost, cracked a smile, hoping to be the first to the heavy door. The hefty man pumped his legs underneath him and around the corner of the street, continuing on the road. His body all but collapsed in on itself when he realized where they were now. The mangled bunch of corpses hanging off of the door and pushing itself up the stairs the man was recently so eager to seize, began to notice them. Slowly. One by one. His heart raced for a new reason, now. Coupling with the previous adrenaline coursing through his veins, this new feeling rushed his head with a new set of endorphins. The man's vision surged abnormally bright, then a shot of darkness left him in a state of shock.

Hastily regrouping his, now throbbing, head, Jason shook out the pains in his muscles as he made his way toward the church, again. There was still another horde on their tail; no matter how far they got, this group would grow tired enough. Sam. Ethan. Erin. We can't run forever! He threw himself into one of the closest zombies, shoving him aside, and giving the man enough room to swing his axe into another. His muscles strained as Jason swung the weapon. Upon impact, his forearm was pierced with a searing pain from Blathnaid's blow in the convenience store, only twenty minutes earlier. The church is RIGHT THERE! His fist clenched around the hilt of his axe, his muscles surgin and bulging through his skin. He continued his way through the new bodies.


•Jordan•
The scene crept around the corner as if the group was running in slow motion. Jordan's stomach churned. Breathing heavily, he came to a stop, less surprised than the bigger man; still just as disappointed, only his mind moved on. "We have to keep moving!" The boy tried to instruct the man of what to do, but the oaf seemed to block out everything except for his own aspirations. "No one's getting through that door, especially us!"

When the brunette man rushed into the hoard, a wave of "I told you so" leaked into Jordan's mind as his conscience reminded him of how great the dumpster behind them sounded at the moment. Anger, yet some tinge of guilt, crept behind his initial thought, as he debated leaving them, again. The boy sighed and followed the man's lead. There was another group of flesh eaters closing in on them from behind; At least we're on the open road. Jordan dealt with the undead man trying to get up and grab at the living one who knocked him down. He glanced past the girls, at the horde now approaching and rounding the corner steadily. He, then, made eye contact with each woman, briefly, before returning to the man; expecting to help the ladies, soon. Jordan knew he could never live with himself if he left these three birds in the hands of someone so wreckless.

[Raynie_Taco]

[[Hey guys!! Miss me I hope we all can get this going once more!!]]

Ethan/10/Tagged: Erin, Sam, Gabe, Shelly, Peter, Pip, and Keelan

Ethan stared with wide eyes as the events after encountering the strangers unfolded before his eyes. Erin and he remained quiet during the whole thing except, of course, near the end as Sam was manhandled by the muscular stranger. Erin whimpered loudly but he made no motion to comfort her. Instead, he felt his fingers inch into his pocket to to feel the cold metal that has been a heavy burden since the passing of his mother and father. The shiny silver revolver was fully loaded and never used by him. It felt very scary to hold it outside his pocket. It all seemed like he was having an outer body experience,yet it was him who made a hasty aim towards the male stranger. But the events had escalated from mere physical violence to something far graver. He too had aimed his own weapon at the fair Sam's face. His finger twitched while firmly grasping the guns in his sweaty hands. The sound of the gun fire echoed loud and clear in the hollow church. Disbelief was evident on his face when he heard the older man curse in pain. Or anger. At this point, he didn't really know. He wiped his face clean of expression, or at least he hoped so as he trained his gun back towards the stranger. He didn't expect the kick to be so strong. "Leave Sam alone! his voice didn't shake but his hands did. He couldn't stop- even if he wanted to. It didn't help that his little sister clutched his shirt so tightly and whimper with so much fear. He wasn't just doing this to save Sam. He needed to protect Erin. He had to be the man- his dad was no longer there to hold his hand.

Erin/7/Tagged: Ethan, Sam, Gabe, Shelly, Peter, Pip, and Keelan

Erin couldn't believe the other people could be this mean. Shouldn't they be fighting the dead people outside? Her watery eye locked onto the girl closest to the man. She was trying to talk to the man but it wasn't working. Why wasn't it working? She whimpered loudly as she grabbed the edge of her brother's shirt. He would usually stoke her hair and tell her everything was going to be alright. But not this time. Why not this time?

Allison/21/Tagged: Jason, Jordan, Julie, Blathnaid

Running. It seemed like they been running forever. Her lungs burned as she inhaled the cold air. There wasn't much Allison was grateful for in this dead ridden place, but at least she was good at running. She remained silent through this ordeal simply out of shock and fear. But now that she has had a few seconds to think about the prior events, she believed it all to seem so surreal. And it happened so fast! Her eyes drifted from the upcoming alleyway to the back of the Asian boy who was first to discover her. And the first to ever try to protector. Following these strangers away from a horde of flesh eating undead was terrifying enough, but oddly the guy seemed trustworthy. And in her current situation, she wanted to trust him the most. She pushed forward at a slightly quicker pace to keep close behind the boy. If he decided to leave the others, she wanted to follow him. And maybe she was being paranoid, but she could have sworn she heard the sound of moaning and thrashing. But in the world like this, those noise can echo in your mind for the rest of your life.

Piper/18/Tagged: Sam, Ethan, Erin, Gabe, Shelly, Peter, and Keelan

Pip took in her surroundings with interested yet concerned eyes. Her eyes jerked to Shelly and Peter as they protested slightly. She didn't want to see these strangers hurt, but if it is between me or them... She remained quiet as she shifted for one leg to another. She bite her lip and flinched when the weapon was drawn. This was all happening so fast and she hardly could keep a handle on things. Then a shot rang out and she shut her eyes quickly with a squeak. She didn't want to see that poor woman shot over something like that. She involuntary step towards Peter and opened her eyes. It wasn't the scene she was expecting at all. The woman was still alive and a little boy was gripping a gun in his shaky fists. Her eyes widened with shock and could not believe what was happening.

[BlameableAmish]

{{Just going to slip my post right in here}}

Keelan/22/Tagged: Ethan, Erin, Sam, Gabe, Shelly, Peter, and Pip

Keelan was out of shape apparently. Either that or running for her life has taken a toll on her. Either way, when they entered the church, Keelan began dry heaving slightly. She recovered of course, she even had a slight smile on her face for surviving. That faint smile vanished at the events that took place. Whoa whoa, what were these people doing?! Those are two kids and a woman! Defenseless! Well... until the kid pulled out a gun. This situation has escalated immensely and even though the kid had a gun aimed at the guy she followed here, Keelan was on the red head's side. She slipped on her brass knuckles and got into the fighting stance she learned before all hell broke loose. If his buddies beside her decided to come to the large man's aid, she would fight for him. What kind of people are these? This was an apocalypse, humans should stick together.

[Alpha Wolf 295]

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Name: Kelly Scott
Age: 19
Occupation (before apocalypse): Kelly was a going through basic training in the U.S. Army for a combat role as a sniper and was almost finished when it happened
History: "I'd rather not..."
Personality: Kelly is a very quiet person, she was before the outbreak, but since then she hasn't spoken a single word to any one. She has always been a distant person, alway prefers to be by herself, she has so much trouble trusting anyone anymore.
Any Hope For Humankind?: Maybe possible, but unlikely


Hair Color: Jet black with red coloring
Eye Color: Dark green almost hazel
Body Shape: In shape due to military training but still feminine and hour glass shaped
Clothes: A black tank top, black cargo pants, and combat boots of the same color
Weapon You Carry (max of 3): An SR. AS50 sniper rifle, A suppressed Walther P99 Handgun, and a military grade combat knife
Other: She has two lip piercings

[iSaNeKo]

[Yaay!!! More and more posts! I am super stoked, guys! I'm waiting for more people to maybe chime in to what's going on right now (the reason I haven't continued to post), but tomorrow, whether we get additional responses or not, this will be my main goal and priority. Especially for our newest member!

Spartan, you are accepted, of course. Just jump in when and where you are ready. Thank you so much for having hope in us and joining our RP!
I cannot wait to see how our stories all unfold. ]