ᴛʜɪᴤ ɪᴤ ɪᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘᴤᴇ [ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ!] [ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇᴤ!]

[xiao.]

name: bane rollins
feeling: tired, in pain
doing: wandering around
location: woods
tags: clover

Bane studied the female. His hand went to his hip where his gun was when she stepped off the horse, but he didn't pull it out. He let his hand drop to his side after a moment and looked at her. "I'm Bane." he said slowly, walking towards her. He stopped in front of her. "Are you with anyone else? Or do you have a group?" he asked. He needed to know so he would be prepared if anyone else would show up.

[the family business.]

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✤||Female||Twenty||Currently a set of hunting knives and a revolver||Co-leader||Tagged; Bane||Thinking; "More drama. How fun."||✤

Clove noticed his hand slowly move to his hip and spotted the gun, Narrowing her eyes slightly. Once his hand dropped, She realized once again and smiled just a little as he stated his name. The moment he asked of a possible group, The female tensed, Just a little. "I have a group. And I wouldn't try anything. You look like you need some help." She added, Scanning over his wounds, Gaze dropping to his ankle, "You should come back with me. To get help. You can chose to leave afterward or stay if you see fit." Clove added, Glancing back over toward Devil.

[xiao.]

name: bane rollins
feeling: tired, in pain
doing: wandering around
location: woods
tags: clover

Bane wasn't sure if he should trust her yet. He nodded slowly. "Do you have a doctor or somethin' over there? I think it might be broken." he said, glancing down at his ankle. He winced as he shifted his weight onto his other leg. He also wondered whether or not he should stay with her group, if they let him. "How many people are in this group of yours?"

[goneleft]

Annabeth felt the cool air rush against her bare arms, which were lightly caked in dark soil. She'd been rummaging through the damp soil for about ten minutes; though she couldn't help but get just a little dirty. A little, as in "Oh look, this won't hurt if I douse my arms in soil like it's exfoliating cream." Sure, it wasn't 'lady-like', or anything of the sort, but she didn't mind what they thought of it; everyone was different here, and baby, she isn't changing for anyone.
It was the Apocalypse. Their old lives were behind them. Especially Klaus'.. Annabeth's thought drifted to the former drug dealer, now the leader of a strong survival group. Her brother.
Reeling back from the small reverie, and sitting on the backs of her legs, the female stretched out her arms and laced her fingers together, facing the backs of her hands towards her as she gave them a few suttle pops. In the corner of her eye, she spotted a familiar figure; A Tall, blonde, muscular, strong, and slightly glistening Graham. With his dog, Blane.
Giving a light hum, she cocked one eyebrow, biting her lip. "Hey there." Gaze flitting up to his face, before down to Blane, Annabeth turned towards her own dog; Rupert. He was splayed out in the sun lazily, his brindle pelt and long legs splayed out before him.


Klaus craned his neck, reaching back to blindly grope on the table behind him; a thin box full of silver bullets, and once he sunk his fingers in, gripping one, he pulled his arm back over his head, and down towards the gun in his lap. A small rifle, with half of it's parts discarded around, and gunpowder dusting over his jeans and hands. His fingertips were shaking lightly, the light shake when he was concentrating. Maybe a little too harshly.
After putting the gun back together, Klaus stood, and made his way through the church, and towards the Priests office; but he narrowly slid past Lilliane and her sister, giving a light 'sorry'. And after a moment, he thought a mumble of a sorry wasn't good enough. Turning around, he let his hands fall at his sides. "Are you alright?"


Jocelyn bit her lip as she sorted through the stacks of leaves and cobwebs she had found. Sure, it was probably a bad idea to sit in the forest, whilst sorting herbs and other items on a rock, but heck. It was the only thing she could do now. She didn't want to go back to camp now.
Her dog, June, was sitting next to her leg, shoulder brushing the side of her knee, as the dog's ears were erect and sharp, ready to lurch out at anything unsuspecting.

[the family business.]

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✤||Female||Twenty||Currently a set of hunting knives and a revolver||Co-leader||Tagged; Bane||Thinking; "Umm..."||✤

Clove smiled at Bane as he started to seem a little more trusting of her, Which was surprising considering most of the time She really wasn't this nice. Or considerate. Whatever it took to keep as many people alive as possible I guess. As he asked about a doctor, Clover nodded, "We have a few medics. And I think it's about twelve of us in all so far." She replied simply then glanced back at him once again, Raising an eyebrow, "And what about you? Anyone else around?" She then asked, Feeling her muscles tense slightly.

[Goth Barbie]

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♠ Δcɛ Ĵαϰϰ ♠
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Ƭ н ɛ ♠ β α ƨ ι c ƨ
Full name → Ace Jaxx
Known as → Either Ace or Jaxx
Age → 21 Years old
Weapon → Chainsaw
Birthdate → October 31st
Birthplace → Russia

Ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ ♠ ℓ ι ғ ɛ
Father → Stephen Smith
Mother → Nicole Dixon~ Deceased
Siblings → None
Children → None
Pet(s) → Hunter

Ƭ н ɛ ♠ σ ʋ т ƨ ι ∂ ɛ
eyes → Left; Gray. Right; Bright blue
hair → Dirty Blonde
skin → Very pale
body → Athletic and toned
height → 6 foot 7
body mods. → LeftRight

˩ σ ʌ ɛ ♠ ˩ ι ғ ɛ
Exes? → No one
Secret Crush → No one
Crush → No one
Spouse → No one
partner → No one

Ƭ н ɛ ♠ ι и ƨ ι ∂ ɛ
Ace is a very selfish and cold guy. He puts himself first, and no one else. Even when he is safe, he will very rarely think of others and when he does it was only because he had to or there was something in it for him. Despite being this way towards humans, he is very caring towards his pet, Hunter, in his own special way. Although it is not obvious that he loves and cares for the creature, he does.
Ace also has quiet a dark sense of humour, not shared by anyone he has met before. Because of this, some people, most people, tend to steer clear of him.

[direwolf.]

E T ᕼ ᗩ ᑎ
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[Male] [Twenty-one] [Ice Pick]
[Medic] [Crush; ---] [Tags; ---]
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Pushing himself off a pew, Ethan walked to the back of the church and entered an office. He assumed it had been one of the priest's office before crap hit the fan and the zombie apocalypse happened. He walked over to the desk and went through the box of medical supplies. On an earlier raid, they found a small health kit in an abandoned store. There hadn't been much in it, but it was better than nothing. Slowly, he closed the box and left the office. So far, there wasn't much for him to do. For the most part, everyone was healthy and didn't have any injuries which was a good thing.

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[Male] [Nineteen] [Rifle, Hunting Knife]
[Farmer, Immune] [Crush; ---] [Tags; Annabeth]
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As he was approaching the garden, Graham noticed the other farmer, Annabeth. He came to a stop, crossing his arms over his broad chest. He casted his glance at the garden, a smile curling at his lips. Besides being at a church, having a garden felt calming. It brought back the memories of being back at home. He had grown on a farm with his several siblings and two parents, and it had been very fond memories for him. "Hey, it's looking good." He commented on the crops, lifting his gaze to peer at Annabeth. Unfolding his arms, he crouched down and felt the cool soil surrounding the crops. It was moist, probably due to recent watering or the cool moisture in the air. The weather was beginning to feel a bit colder, and he wasn't sure if that would be a good or a bad thing. It would be a learning experience for everyone.

ᖇ O ᔕ ᗩ ᒪ I ᑎ E
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[Female] [Sixteen] [Hand Gun, Short Blade]
[Scavenger] [Crush; ---] [Tags; Liliane, Klaus]
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Rosaline followed her sister out of the room, her dog following at her heels. She gave a bright smile to their (attractive) leader, nodding her head to him. Seeing her sister get straight to business about their chores, she left the two and ventured outside the church. Liliane would inform her if they had any scavenging to do. She lowered herself onto the front steps up the porch, watching Ruby run off to do her business, most likely. A soft hum rumbled in her throat, gaze drifting around their shelter.

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[Female] [Eighteen] [Katana]
[Scavenger] [Crush; ---] [Tags; Rosaline, Klaus]
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To avoid hitting Klaus, Liliane turned to slide past him as well. "It's fine. No worries." She responded, waving off the apology. She stopped in her tracks, turning to face Klaus. "Is there anything for us to do today? Go into town or anything?" She inquired, lifting her brow. The female had been relieved to run into their leader rather than spending a few minutes searching for him. They had no time to lose, and she wanted to do her chores before night fell. It was only noon, so she had enough time to do any scavenging in the nearby town.

[Goth Barbie]

Ace JJaxx↴

↑↓ Male ↑↓ Twenty one ↑↓ Chainsaw ↑↓ Loner ↑↓ Body count; 39 ↑↓

→ blood-stained chainsaw. Every step he took, seemed to echo through the streets and also through his tortured mind. Everything was dead now, empty, gone.. The way he'd always wanted the world to be, yet something still wasn't quiet right. But then again, he'd never felt more at piece. The only thing stopping him from what he wanted to do where the undead- but then again, they couldn't either, they were dead after-all..
The tall male was dressed all in black, besides a tight dirty white vest under his hoody and a black and white bandanna tied around his mouth and nose. On his eyes were a dark, expensive looking pair of aviators and his head was covered and shadowed by the hood of his jacket. The white vest was blood stained and muddy. However, barley any of it could be seen for the hoody over the top of it. The heavy doc martens on his feet were also splattered with unpleasant things, but were barley noticeable as they to, were black.

[goneleft]

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Klaus
Rank: Leader
Age: Twenty-one
Gender: Male
Tags: Rosaline & Liliane
Mood: Tired
Crush: n/a
Significant other: n/a

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Klaus opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't form words at that moment. What could they do now? He knew she wanted to do something, because she was probably restless. He would be, too. “Town is most probably dangerous. If it's absolutely necessary, you may go. But now, I think it's fine. All you should do is check around. Take a few people of choice with you, and make sure the barriers are secure, and no hoards--or lone walkers--are in sight. And if so, just.. be careful.” He gave a grim look, but it changed into a simple, plain look, eyeing her carefully.
He noticed Rosaline leave, and only gave a small nod, before turning back to her older sister, looking down softly.

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Annabeth
Rank: Farmer
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Tags: Graham
Mood: Calm
Crush: Graham?
Significant other: n/a

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Annabeth gave a small shrug, as a light smile danced on her lips. “Yeah, not bad, I have to admit. It's paying off.” She reached out with a hand and ran it across her arm to dust it off, and doing the same on the other.
With a grunt, Annabeth splayed her legs out before her, and leaned back in the grass, sighing in contempt. “So.. how are you? Any walkers spotted so far?” Though it was just conversation, the group would most likely hear about it. Plus, Annabeth would have been up, and probably killed it by now. A shovel or baseball bad would do. Even a pair of boots, knock it to the ground, and kick it's skull in. That was easy. For her, anyways.

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Jocelyn
Rank: Healer
Age: Twenty
Gender: Female
Tags: n/a
Mood: Calm
Crush: n/a
Significant other: n/a

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Jocelyn reached down to stroke the brown dogs neck, and she sorted through herbs and cobwebs with one hand, petting the dog with the other. Giving a sigh, Jocelyn muttered: “It's quiet, huh June.” She suggested, and lifted her head to glance around the forest.

[amaterasu_tea]

She felt herself smirk as the last walker fell to the ground,like any normal day,she had just been attacked by walkers. She was use to it. Hunt,steal things,ruin people's camps,run,take out walkers every now and then,if she was in a forest she would climb a tree and sleep,in an open space she would set up traps around her,then sleep. She didn't love it,but yet,she didn't hate it. Walking over the fallen walker she continued into the forest,her bow and arrow lowered,but with an arrow in place.

He jumped over a fallen log,chasing after a leaf.Some game huh? Well that's what he did. He had fun doing childish things. He followed the leaf in the breeze, the shade from the trees laying on his back as he ran, playing his childish game.