The End-The Walking Dead >Accepting<

[OutlawRedneck]

Thats alright, I'm gonna post a discussion page so post it on there its gonna be on the front page

[Tonic_Memories]

Sounds good. I have my forums ready for when you post the discussion page.

[OutlawRedneck]

The discussion page is on the front page!

[OutlawRedneck]

Kieran Upchurch
kieran drove his lifted matte black burban into a neighborhood. He has Ellis and River check the town while he checked a few houses for supplies and a possible place to stay for the night. He pulled up infront of a white suburban home and got out of his burban shutting the door. He put his deep blue bandana over his nose and mouth. He looked around for a moment his hand on his axe.

Ellis Ryan Upchurch
Ellis walked beside River with Denver following closely beside him. "im gonna go check out the convience store over there." he patted his leg as he walked away so Denver was following. He knocked against the glass door that was now covered in dirt and dust from the inside as well as the outside. A walker slammed its self againdt the door making the door open and the walker to fall onto its stomach. Ellis put his boot agaondt its back and took out his knife as he stabbed into through the brain. He put a red bandana over his nose and mouth tying it behind his head. He wiped off his knife on his jeans as he walked into the store, the door propped up against the now dead walker keeping the door open.

River Upchurch
River nodded a bit and watched Ellis walk away from her. She looked around for a moment and pet Nashville's head before walked toward a clothing store. She had an orange bandana tied around her neck and she moved it up so it covered her nose and mouth. She opened the door and let Nash walk in first before following after. She looked around and she didnt see any walkers. She advanced forward and went searching for a new pair of clothes. The ones she had on were stained with dirt, blood, and sweat; not to mention dog slobber.

[Darqua]

Ethan Turner | Male | 32 | Mentions: Open

His hand firmly gripped the handle of his weapon, as he trailed the bat along the ground. The hard metal hummed lowly as it scraped against the concrete. Ethan forcefully turned his wrist, allowing the bat to collide with a bloody hit. The walker slumped to the ground, its groans silent as it fell a second time. Clutching his bat, Ethan moved on, stepping into a jog as he made his way across the street. Claws tapped the ground behind him as Aura matched his brisk pace. It wasn’t safe here. Too many roamers. A second crawled from the edge of the sidewalk, it’s pale grey hands desperately clutching at the air as it tried to grasp him. Ethan kept his bat low, and swung a powerful hit before moving swiftly past.

Mia Jones | Female | 23 | Mentions: Open

At last. It was practically a goldmine. Mia took to her knees, placing her pack between her legs as she grabbed as many supplies as she could. Someone had been surviving here. The store room was packed with goods, surprisingly missed by previous looters. Her hands clumsily reached for cans, bottles, anything she could find. This would be enough to last her and Riley a few weeks, perhaps just over a month. Convenience stores had been hit hard since the outbreak. But luckily, this still had a few supplies left over. Mia was just grateful she’d managed to find this place first.

[Tonic_Memories]

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name; Samuel Handley
age; 33
gender; Male
location; Open road
tags; Open
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It was the midafternoon, the hottest time of the day. Samuel Handley let out a soft huff as he paused in his walking, a decent sized German Sheppard stood by his side. Sam placed a hand on his dog's head, idly petting his dog as he scoped out the open road. The thirty three year old man was tired and thirsty. He had ran out of water the other night, and with no working tap systems in the neighbor Sam packed up and left in search for water. Following a stray road Sam was hoping it lead to a near by town. "I need to find a map." The man grunted in annoyance. At least then he'd be able to figure out where he was and maybe where to go next. No walkers seemed to be roaming about, but just incase the Marine kept his knife in one hand while his other gripped Doggers leash. "Alrighty boy, let's move." Clicking softly the pair made their way down the road and hopefully towards water.

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name; Breanna Ferrell
age; 7
gender; Female
location; House
tags; Kieran
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Breanna wasn't very sure how long she's been in this house. Days and nights melted together after awhile, and with no means of escape she eventually gave up. Sure every once in awhile she'd cry in hope that her mom and dad would hear her and come to comfort her, but it never happened. Instead the monsters outside would start banging on the doors and windows, growling and scratching as they tried to get her. That would only scare Breanna more, making her cry harder. The seven year old was constantly clutching into a ragged teddy bear, the child's only source of comfort throughout the scare and traumatizing days. At the moment the blonde was curled up in a ball, hugging her bear as she slept in her make shift bedroom. Sleep didn't last long, for an unfamiliar noise woke her up. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes the child slipped off of her bed and walked downstairs, trying to figure out what exactly the noise was. It was loud, that's for sure, and it rumbled away almost like a...a truck! It had to be a truck! Her daddy had a truck and whenever he came home from work this is what is sounded like. Squealing in excitement Breanna dashed to the front door, teddy bear held tightly against her chest. "Daddy, daddy, daddy." She chanted in excitement. Bouncing up and down in place with her wide eyes fixed on the front door, waiting for her father to walk in. She was completely unaware the truck belonged to three siblings.

[OutlawRedneck]

Ellis Ryan Upchurch
Ellis looked up quickly as he heard something loud from the back. He ducked down and crouched. He looked around for a moment before he saw a small janitor closet and ran voer to it quietly. He went inside and cracked the door. Denver on the other hand went toward the noise. ellis cursed lowly. Denver made hos way toward the noise carefully as he sniffed, he smelled the non-infected human and another dog and was curious.

Kieran Upchurch
Kieran heard a noise coming from a boarded up house next to the one he was currently infront of. He watched carefully as the noise attracted a few walkers over to the door. He took out his black and blue axe and swung it around in hjs hand as he walked over to the porch of the house. He stepped up onto the porch and slashed through the 3 or 4 walkers that were hitting against the door. He looked down at them making sure they were dead before looking up to the boarded up door. A kid is in there? It cant be no way they would survive that long. I jammed his axe under one of the boards and started to rip it off.

[Darqua]

Ethan Turner | Male | 32 | Mentions: Samual

Ethan placed his hand above his eyes, shielding his vision from the blinding sun. The walkers had been left behind, moaning and wandering amongst the parked cars. Luckily, none had noticed him and Aura silently slip away. Relieved to have escaped his main threat, Ethan set off along the road. But a whine from Aura caught his attention. A figure was up ahead. Someone was on the road. Cautiously, Ethan took cover behind an old truck. This could be dangerous.

Mia Jones | Female | 23 | Mentions: Ellis

Mia wasn’t sure what caught her attention first. Either the subtle creek of the door, or Riley’s deep growl as he headed off to confront this ‘visitor’. Mia’s first instinct was to grab her bow. But she’d left it resting against the far wall. Curing under her breath, she unsheathed her knife from her belt and held it in front of her defensively. “Riley, come!” She ordered. The last thing she wanted was her dog getting hurt. Whoever this was, she doubted they were friendly. “Back off! I got here first, this stuff is mine.” Was she smart or foolish to begin the encounter this way? She was about to find out.

[OutlawRedneck]

Ellis Ryan Upchurch
Ellis looked to the ground for a moment. Its a girl...but she doesnt sound friendly. Denver walked around the corner of a shelf and looked at the two. He tilted his head a bit at them. He extended his head a bit to the floor and crouched a small amount. He sniffed toward the two cautiously. I don't want Denver getting hurt, one more minute and ill go our there. Ellis held his crossbow tightly as he stayed silent in the closet.

[Tonic_Memories]

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name; Samuel Handley
age; 33
gender; Male
location; Open road
tags; Ethan
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Sam and Dogger walked down the road, taking there time as the pair stayed on high alert for any danger. Dogger walked right by Sam's side, pressing firmly against his masters as he looked for any of the rotting bad people. Nothing. Dogger couldn't smell any of the bad things, nor could he see anything, but he did hear something. The dog paused, and Sam stopped right away and began to look around. "What is it boy?" He whispered. Dogger's ears perked up high, twisting around the k9 spotted two lone figure making their way towards them. Dogger let out a warning growl. "Good boy.'' With a soft yank Sam took cover behind a stray car. Slipping his knife back into its holder, Sam took out his pistol and waited until the soft sound of feet on pavement drew closer. Sucking in a deep breath the man softly exhaled before jumping out in front of the unknown person. His pistol was immediately trained on the person, and Dogger stood between Sam's feet growling and waiting for his master's orders. "Are you bit?" Sam's voice was deep and loud, pushing as much authority into it as he could. The older man puffed his chest out, trying to show off his military uniform and badge. "Sir, I am only going to say this once. If you get to close or try to attack me or my dog I will not hesitate to shoot you or your dog."

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name; Breanna Ferrell
age; 7
gender; Female
location; House
tags; Kieran
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Oh boy, oh boy Bre could hardly wait to see her father. She held back a squeal of happiness, the kid nearly exploding with happiness. Sure enough the crunching sound of wood being hacked away filled the dead air of the house. Tossing her teddy to the side the small girl began ripping down a few boards of her own before yanking on the door. "Daddy!" She cried out, tears threatening to spill over as the need to hug her dad urged her to tug harder. With a snap the door flew open and Bre tumbled backwards, landing on her bum as the sunlight from outside spilled into the dusty house. The blonde squinted her eyes against the bright sun as she slowly stood up. Eyes finally adjusted Bre looked up with a large smile beaming on her face. Wait. This isn't right. Standing infront of the doorway is a tall man with a hat and something covering his face. Where was her father. Tears slipped down Bre's face and the seven year old scrambled to stand up. Dashing over to her discarded stuffy Bre let out a wail of sorrow as she ran deeper into the house. "I want daddy!" She cried.