1x1 Rainy.Days and labradoodle123

[LenaxLuthor]

Clay's Cat:




Black:

[labradoodle123]

Z O M B I E
A P O C A L Y P S E

It's the year 2067, and the world is in chaos. It all started with scientists experimenting with human cells they had grown in a lab, testing different bacteria and parasites on it to see the effects. On April the 2nd 2064, they combined a deadly parasite with and radioactive chemical. In the experiment, a clumsy scientist accidentally spilt Chemical X everywhere, creating a brand new Plague. But not any Plague. A Zombie Plague. A Zombie Apocalypse...

Like other plagues, this was a airborne and pest spreader, and it spread quickly and efficentially. 6 months passed, and this disease had conquered almost all of Europe. It spread by mosquitos and rats, and after 2 years It had spread to all the other continents except Antartica. A few small tribes, islands and civilisations lay untouched, but apart from that, the whole world was swarming with diseased.

What exactly did this disease do, you ask? It was grim, but simple. If someone became infected, over the course of 3-6 months, they would become 'zombified'. Basically, this meant they turned into a zombie. There was no cure, and once zombified, you would die in 3 years. The few survivors lived their lives on the run, and nothing could be described as 'easy'. The rapture had came-and it wasn't pretty.

[labradoodle123]

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D A K O T A
" Friendly ally "


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"Stop wishing,

and

Start doing."

Ｔｈｅ Ｂａｓｉｃｓ

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✖N a m e． Dakota
✖Ｎ．Ｎａｍｅ． Kota
✖Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ． Female
✖Ａｇｅ． 12
✖L i v e s . Cabin in tundra
✖Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ. heterosexual
✖A p p e a r e n c e．.light brown hair, shoulder length
.piercing blue eyes the look like the sky
.red freckles on cheeks
.scar across her left eye
[center]P E R S O N A L I T Y

Dakota is brave, bold and full of mischief. She is a true optimist, always looking for the good in people and situations, and loves nothing more than to play a game outside. However bright and bubbly she may seem, don't get on her wrong side, or before you can count to three she'll have bruised your ego so bad you'll just want to dig a whole, crawl into it and die. Dakota is very excitable and creative, and has an infectious happiness about her.

+T r a i t s
+brave +optimistic +bright +bubbly +creative +clever
-T r a i t s
-fiercely loyal -wicked tongue -slow to trust others

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Dakota grew up in a normal, happy family living in the Alaskan Wilderness in a small town. She has 2 brothers, one 13 and the other 2, and an older teenage sister who is 18. Out of all her siblings, Dakota was always, 'the fun one', and to her teenage sister, 'the annoying one'. One day, Dakota's father came back panting and sweating, and threw a newspaper down on the table. The bold headline read: 'Zombie Plague Reaches Alaska!' From then on the family lived with fear of being zombified. On the day it reached their town, the family all tried to evacuate the town, but were stopped by border guards who insisted they be taken all the way to Washington DC, were they were housing people who weren't zombified in huge warehouses. When they refused, the guards threatened to shoot them, so their family tried to fight them and get away. That was how Dakota got her scar, when she jabbed a ski into a solider's face so he swung his dagger wildly and scarred Dakota. However, the only people who escaped were Dakota and her 13-year-old brother, who were instructed by their mother and father to build a shelter far out in the wilderness, and hunt for their own food. Thats where she is now.

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Mother. Bia,(hopefully alive)
Father. Hawke(hopefully alive)
Brothers. Faolan,13(alive) and Kodiak, 2(hopefully alive)
Sister. Lassie, 18(hopefully alive)
cousins.unknown

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Ｌｏｖｅ Ｌｉｆｅ

Romantic Interest. Open
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F A O L A N
[i]" Little Wolf "


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"A best friend is like a four leaf clover.

Hard to find,

Lucky to have."

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✖N a m e． Faolan
✖Ｎ．Ｎａｍｅ． Fao
✖Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ． male
✖Ａｇｅ． 13
✖L i v e s . Cabin in tundra
✖Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ. heterosexual
✖A p p e a r e n c e．.tar-black hair
.piercing blue eyes
.big smile
[center]P E R S O N A L I T Y

Faolan is peaceful, and whenever an argument breaks out, is always the first to stop it. Sometimes he can be shy around strangers, and rough when he hoped to be funny, or too quiet when he hoped to be kind. However, he has a good sense of humour and opens up if you get to know him. Faolan is wise and logical, and is the hero of his younger sister.

+T r a i t s
+peaceful +wise +logical +good sense of humour
-T r a i t s
-shy -unsocial

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Faolan grew up in a normal, happy family living in the Alaskan Wilderness in a small town. He has 1 brother who is 2, and a2 sisters, the younger one 12 and the older one 18. Out of all his siblings, Faolan was always, 'the kind one', and to her teenage sister, 'the ugly one'. One day, Faolan's father came back panting and sweating, and threw a newspaper down on the table. The bold headline read: 'Zombie Plague Reaches Alaska!' From then on the family lived with fear of being zombified. On the day it reached their town, the family all tried to evacuate the town, but were stopped by border guards who insisted they be taken all the way to Washington DC, were they were housing people who weren't zombified in huge warehouses. When they refused, the guards threatened to shoot them, so their family tried to fight them and get away. In defence, his younger sister Dakota jabbed a ski into a solider's face so he swung his dagger wildly and scarred Dakota. However, the only people who escaped were Faolan and his 12-year-old sister, who were instructed by their mother and father to build a shelter far out in the wilderness, and hunt for their own food. Thats where he is now.

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Mother. Bia,(hopefully alive)
Father. Hawke(hopefully alive)
Brother. Kodiak, 2(hopefully alive)
Sisters. Dakota, 12(alive) and Lassie, 18(hopefully alive)
cousins.unknown

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Ｌｏｖｅ Ｌｉｆｅ

[center][i]Romantic Interest. Open
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[LenaxLuthor]

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C L A Y

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✖N a m e． Claymont
✖Ｎ．Ｎａｍｅ． Clay
✖Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ． Male
✖Ａｇｅ． 14
✖L i v e s . Shack in woods near tundra
✖Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ. Heterosexual
✖A p p e a r e n c e．.bleach blonde longish hair
.emerald green eyes

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Clay is almost always hungry but is definitely a people person. Clay is very easy to anger and may take a while to forgive. Once you get to know Clay well enough you will see that he is a genuinely kind person who cares deeply about those who are close to him.

+T r a i t s
+friendly +happy +caring +trusting
-T r a i t s
-quick to anger -slow to forgive -slow to trust

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Clay grew up an only child, he and his family lived peacefully together in an old farm house bordering the woods. They lived off the land so Clay is very good with nature and survival. Once the Apocalypse happened his parents left him in a little shack in the woods that he and his father had used for hunting. They went to go get more supplies and never came back, Clay still hopes they are alive and now fears loosing anyone he becomes close with.

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Mother. Shay,(hopefully alive)
Father. Grey,(hopefully alive)

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Romantic Interest. Open
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[labradoodle123]

D A K O T A

Name. Dakota
N.name. Kota
Age. 12
Location.Tundra forest
Tags: Faolan, open

Soft snow crunched beneath Dakota's wooden skis as she waddled back up the hill to the cabin she lived in. The skis were priceless and meant the world to Dakota; she had carved them herself with the pocket knife her dad, Hawke, had given her. Each ski had taken a month of splinters and cuts on her hand, but eventually, they had been finished. Harsh, cruel wind howled through the woods in a frenzy of fury, and slapped Kota's cheeks until they were bright red and burning. Millions of snowflakes whirled in the air-but not gracefully, they were panicked and coming down as fast and sharp as hail. They kept on coming, so Dakota had decided to head home, which was just as well, or she would have been caught in one of the worst blizzards in Alaska for a decade or so. Her knuckles didn't knock on the door, they sounded more like the 12-year-old was desperately trying to dig into the door. She whispered a quiet goodbye to the wolves in the forest-there was a pack of them, whom she had known since she was a baby. Kota had a strong with one of them, who had jet-black fur. She called the male simply 'Black', and they were strong friends.
"Quick, lemme in! Theres a storm!" she cried, punching the door.

F A O L A N

Name. Faolan
N.name. Fao
Age. 13
Location.Log cabin
Tags. Dakota, open

"Alright, alright, coming!"
Inside the weathered cabin, Faolan had been fumbling around with the matches, desperately trying to light a fire. There was technology to do it now, but Faolan didn't have the money and besides-most of the new technology (like the holocorders, for example) had been destroyed by zombies. The cabin contained a large fireplace, a bunkbed, a pretty but battered little dresser, 3 windows, a sink, a toilet and a small open-stove. Hurriedly, Faolan stumbled towards the door, and attempted to pull it open. Ice had sealed it's hinges, but eventually, he pulled it open, catching the corner on his head.
"Ach!" cried Faolan, falling back onto his heel. "Chyort! Dakota, lapushka, be quick!"
Pulling his little sister through, he stood up and looked out the window.
"Do you thing anybody is out there, in this storm, who is unzombified and needs shelter?"

[LenaxLuthor]

Clay

Clay locks the door to his tiny shack as the storm sweeps over the tundra towards the woods where he has lived for the past three years. The winds coming off of the storm rock the tiny structure back and forth like a child on a rocking horse. He shivers and goes to lay down on his cot but one of the windows blows open. He sighs and turns towards the window, he slowly walks forwards and closes it. The cold has sunk into his bones, five minutes ago it was quiet and peaceful, he had been cutting wood for a fire, then all of a sudden this storm came almost out of nowhere. Ever since the apocalypse things like this had been happening.

[labradoodle123]

D A K O T A

Name. Dakota
N.name. Kota
Age. 12
Location.Tundra forest
Tags: Faolan, open

Sighing, Kota shook the snow of her boots before taking them off and wandering over to the bunk-beds, and grabbing a battered leather book. It was her sketch book, and she sat down by the window and began to draw the vicious storm around her, and added a pack of wolves running in the blizzard. She raised an eyebrow at Faolan's question, and smiled.
"Is that just another way of you asking me to go out and look?"
Kota gently took the matches from Faolan, who was a sharp-wristed child, and showed him how to light it, shaking her head. The blazing warmth from the hearth filled Dakota with content, ands he lay there for awhile before standing up, pulling on all her furs and coats, and strapping her snow boots on.
"You coming, or is it just me?" wondered Kota, a smile still on her face. With that she flung wide the door, letting in a gush of icy air, before stepping into the unpredictable wilderness and closing the door behind her.

F A O L A N

Name. Faolan
N.name. Fao
Age. 13
Location.Log cabin
Tags. Dakota, open

Faolan gave a lop-sided grin, and pulled a face at his little sister.
"Maybe..?"
There was laughter in his voice but also fear-it was wicked and dangerous out there, and a big brother must be there for his little sis, right? His mother's words rang in his head, "Protect her with all your heart. YA veryu v tebya, Faolan. Zabotit'sya o ney."
"Wait, I'll come. One sec..."
As quick as he could, he shoved on loads of layers, strapped on his snow boots and headed into the cold unknown...

[LenaxLuthor]

Clay

He shivers as the wind blows through the cracks in the wood of the walls. Suddenly the door blows open and Clay sees a full grown back wolf standing there watching him. He backs up slowly until his back is pressed up against the wall of the shack.

[labradoodle123]

D A K O T A

Name. Dakota
N.name. Kota
Age. 12
Location.Tundra forest
Tags: Faolan, open

Both children were athletic, and covered a lot of ground in little time. In the distance, Dakota could make out the murky shadow of a shack, and a wolf she recognised...Black! As fast as she could(which was very fast considering she was running in snow shoes and the biggest storm in a decade), she zipped towards Black, her lips chapped and a moustache of ice along her upper lip.

When she was in about 3 metres distance, she could actually make out what she was seeing clearly. A boy with bleach-blonde hair had his back pressed against the back wall of a shack, and Black was looking inquisitively at him. Fright danced in the boy's eyes, and Kota could see he was only slightly older than she was. The door of the shack swung wildly open, catching Black on the muzzle, who snorted and turned to face Kota. Kota crouched down, and kissed Black's ear.
"Lapushka, what are you doing here? I suppose you thought this was our cabin, did you?" she smiled kindly, wondering if Black wanted to play or wanted shelter. Probably both. Dakota shivered a little in the cold as she stood up to face the boy. Slowly, she reached one gloved hand for her knife, and clutched it tightly, just in case. She did not say a word. Her face spoke for her. Her face looked as if she had slain a dragon or two before breakfast. Her eyes looked as if she had, infact, eaten it. Without taking her eyes off the boy, Dakota spat at his feet, and beckoned for Black to come by her side.

F A O L A N

Name. Faolan
N.name. Fao
Age. 13
Location.Log cabin
Tags. Dakota, open

A little later, Faolan arrived on the scene, staring coldly at the boy. He to loved wolves, but felt he had a stronger connection with birds, especially sparrow hawks. Putting a protective arm round his sis, he spoke kindly to the boy.
"Do you need help?" he asked. "I didn't know anyone else was out here."
Fao knew immediately the boy was not zombified, and assumed Dakota knew to.
"My name is Faolan."
Shaking his hand didn't seem appropriate right now, and he watched with amusement and mock-anger as Kota spat at his boots.
"Dakota!" hissed Fao, but he wasn't angry. "I'm sorry, this is my sister, Dakota. She's...wild."

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C L A Y

"M...m..my name's Clay." he says shakily, he can feel his crossbow resting reassuringly on his back. "How did you find me?" he demands after taking a moment to clear his head, his parents had said that this place would be impossible to find, yet these two had somehow found him.