☣ NOXIOUS ☣ zombie apocalypse ☣ ACCEPTING ☣

[LoliNeko]

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Daisy Hayes
Female ♡ Sixteen ♡ Survivor
Location⇨ Street ♡ Tagged⇨ Jackson, Evelyn
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xxxxxxx "Xena is nothing like a car....and a car can't protect you...you still have to do everything yourself...it's just a tool..." Daisy attempted to explain, as she backed away towards the tiger. She wasn't fond of social interactions before, and the 'end of the world' certainly didn't change anything for her. "M-me..? sixteen...." She answered, unsure who the question was directed at.

--sorry for taking so long ;.;
I'll post for emma tomorrow.--

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STATUS / GASH IN SIDE, GASH IN SHOULDER
TAGGED / RUBY
LOCATION / CRUCIAL'S WAREHOUSE

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► Snickering a little, the older man nodded. "Perhaps." he muttered, then thought for a minute and sighed. "Both. Alive." he finally responded, smiling as she spoke and listening to her story carefully. He snickered in agreement and left for a while, eventually coming back with a small bowl of a few sweets he had gathered.

xxx"I feel like I'm paying a child." he sarcastically commented, smirking a little at her.

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STATUS / ALIVE & HEALTHY
TAGGED / DAISY, EVELYN
LOCATION / NEW YORK CITY

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► Jack frowned a little at how right she was, then rolled his eyes, not sure what else to say. He nodded a little, then sighed with frustration. "You act 12." he uttered aggressively, crossing his arms and starting to get impatient.

xxxSighing, the boy shrugged. "Maybe we should start acting smart and find somewhere to stay rather than staying here." he commented, and though he wouldn't admit it, would have preferred to be out of New York, but what sort of refuge would be out in that wasteland? He hadn't heard of any safe places to go whatsoever and glanced between Daisy and Evelyn expectantly.

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[Akryel]

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║♊ | Icaen | ♂ ............║

║16 years | Survivor ......║

║Lover: N/A; Crush: N/A ║

║Tags; N/A ................║

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xxxxxIcaen was on the roof of a gas station, looking in through a hole in the roof. This site didn't make him feel very safe about the stability of this building. He needed supplies desperately, and he needed this store's food. He could see that most of the shelves seemed to still be stocked; not much had been looted, which was a surprising find. He scouted as much of the store as he could see, trying to use the reflections to see more. There didn't appear to be any zombies in there, but he still held his Swiss halberd tightly. He used it as a pole and set it on a shelf near the hole, brushing aside bags of chips as quietly as he could. He hopped down into the shelf, making a much louder bang than he would've hoped. He quickly looked around, but he didn't hear or see anything coming for him. He let out a small sigh of relief. He jumped down to the floor, using his halberd as a pole again. It was quite useful as a walking stick when it wasn't killing undead. He wandered through the isles, grabbing various bags of food and stuffing them into his backpack as quietly as possible. He took as many bottles of water as he could without the weight hindering, with one bottle of orange soda as an added luxury. He felt like he was doing well; he hit the jackpot of unlooted gas stations here. New York was a big city, which meant there would probably be a number of survivors competing for resources, but then again, that also meant there were that many more zombies wandering about, so perhaps that balanced it out.

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xxxxxIcaen made his way towards the cashier area, where they kept some of the medical drugs. He wasn't really sure what he needed, and if gas stations had first aid kits. He figured it was mandatory, but he wasn't sure where to look; somewhere in the back probably. He felt vulnerable in the gas station, and didn't want to check back there and waste his time, although it probably would've been good to have. His backpack was pretty full by now, and he could come back and look for it if he really wanted to later. As he passed the counter, sudden movement caught his eye. He instinctively tightened the grip on his halberd and brought it into a position more suitable for fighting. There was a zombie, still wearing their gas station uniform. It was a sad sight to see--the people who were killed by surprise before they even had a chance to survive. It was trying to get him over the counter, which obviously did not work very well. He mercifully stabbed it in the forehead with his weapon, making it stop its useless endeavors before it could do any more groaning. He walked to the medicine, bagging some band-aids and medicinal drugs that he figured could come in use. They didn't appear to be as disturbed as the rest of the store. He walked out of the store, looking around and deciding where to go. He needed to find some place to camp out before nightfall; something high up would be good for him. Icaen looked at the buildings around him, trying to figure which direction to head. He stuck by the gas station, not wanting to run into any more zombies.

[peter parker.]

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J A Y C E

┊male┊16 years┊survivor┊

T R O Y

┊female┊19 years┊CRUCIAL┊

♣♠ Jayce listened quietly to the stories of Levi and Glacev, nodding as each of them finished and hardly surprised to hear they'd live in the city before the incident as no one in their right mind would come seeking refuge in the city after all that had happened, "I guess once you're in the city you never want to get out." Jayce chuckled, laying quietly back against the couch as his eyes moved around the room at the boys poised on the adjacent furniture. He felt an overwhelming wave of comfort wash over him, the pleasant feeling almost startling as safety was something that was foreign to him. He suddenly lifted his head at he sound of tires on the pavement outside. He furrowed his brows in confusion, sitting forward and listening intently, questioning whether the sound was in his head or if there was actually a car outside. A sudden crash startled him to his feet and he rushed towards the front window which was boarded up for the most part, though light filtering through the cracks in the boards gave narrowed view of the outside world. Jayce's eyes met with a red car, crashed into a telephone pole across the street from the apartment, a zombie pinned between the front bumper and the pole, "Someone just crashed their car..." Jayce's voice was hushed with bewilderment as he spoke to the group scattered around the apartment.

Troy lurched forward with the impact, her head slamming violently against the steering wheel. She saw and instant spark of white light, the world blotted from view from a few moments as she struggled to regain her vision. She sat back, her head against her seat as she began to gather what had just happened, a zombie pinned before her. Troy could feel the daunting trickle of blood down her forehead and she swiped a trembling hand beneath her nose to catch blood that dripped from her nostrils as well. She turned suddenly, kicking open the door of the car and stumbling onto the street. Nausea began to overtake her and she struggled to stay on her feet, clutching her head as the world seemed to spin beneath her. The feelings subsided in a moment, Troy straightening to get a view of the barren wasteland that was New York City.

┊location » apartment & outside apartment┊tagged » levi; glacev┊

[Akryel]

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║♏ | Glacev | ♂ .........║

║18 years | Survivor .....║

║Lover: N/A; Crush: N/A ║

║Tags; Jayce, Levi .......║

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xxxxxGlacev was startled by the crash, and worry washed over him. A million possible thoughts of things that could go wrong raced through his brain; were zombies breaking in? How many zombies would be attracted to that noise? Was someone coming to kill them? He shook the thoughts from his head and watched as Jayce looked out of the window. His thoughts were mostly put to ease as he said it was a car crash, but of course some alarming ones still remained. Curiosity got the better of him and he stood up as well, walking over to Jayce and staring out the window without a word. He felt his eyes widen as he eyed the strange girl stumbling around outside. This was such a weird day--he's met so many people in such a short amount of time, when usually he only sees one or two people weeks apart. Glacev immediately wondered what the girl's story was, and what caused her to crash. He didn't think that she would do it simply to kill a zombie. Could she have been chase, or perhaps rounded the corner too quickly and was startled? He almost forgot what was happening as he pondered. "Should we help her?" he asked after about a solid half a minute of staring. Glacev didn't want to leave her out there since she seemed to be hurt and frazzled, but this wasn't his home, at least it didn't feel like it yet, and so he didn't want to do anything without Jayce's permission.

[fiver]

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●●He glanced to them before hearing the collision. thats when he opened both his eyes and sat up. "What the hell-" He muttered before standing and walking over to the other boarded up window and glanced to the vehical with a Z trapped in the front of the car and the telephone pole. He Watched the girl with narrowed eyes. She was She was injuried and already had a tended to leg injury. But he'd never had seen the face on the streets before. Cruical... He blew in a irritated breath hearing Glaciv. He didnt want another person to look after. Him and chicks didnt mesh. Reluctantly he nodded. "We cant let her get eaten..." He muttered going over and grabbing his set of knives before choosing the biggest should he have to defend himself. Obviously irritated he walked to the door unboarding it before heading down the fleet of stairs of the appartment before walking into the street towards her. He didnt bother waiting for the other two. He was a big boy, he didnt need help for certain things. "Hey. You know you couldve just left him. He wasnt hurtin no body." Levi said simply a bit of sarcasm on his tongue as he walked over to the still alive zombie growling and snapping its jaws and stabbing it in the head before pulling back the blade and wiping it on the zombies clothes. He looked back to her with a raised eyebrow. There was no way he was going to drag her happy self if she was being hunted down by a team of cruical. Plus if she was dangerous (He doubted very much so) Then she wasnt going in the appartment with Jayce and Glacev to endanger them. "What are you doing so far from cruical?" HeHe waited for a answer.

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Location. Street
Tags. Jayce and Glacev

[peter parker.]

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J A Y C E

┊male┊16 years┊survivor┊

T R O Y

┊female┊19 years┊CRUCIAL┊

♣♠ Jayce narrowed his eyes in thought, allowing Glacev's question to sink into his mind for a moment, "I- I don't know..." He answered with uncertainty, his gaze never leaving the girl who stumbled out of the car. He was never one for helping people who couldn't offer something in return to him and in the case of Glacev and Levi, the two were strong allies. Though at first glance at this girl, it seemed as though she had little to no street experience, especially her driving her car straight at a zombie for what seemed like no reason. Confusion clouded his mind and he hardly had time to think before Levi had stormed out the door and onto the streets. Jayce tensed instantly, biting his lip as he studied Levi's confident figure through the window, worry flashing in his eyes as he had no idea how hostile the female was. Jayce breathed a sigh, following in Levi's footsteps and beckoning to Glacev to follow behind. Jayce almost leapt down the steps from the apartment, jogging towards the scene though standing a safe distance away, a wave of discomfort washing over him as he caught Troy's eyes which seemed to be full of distrust in the first place, a feeling Jayce knew all too well. He felt a pang of pity, the girl alone, not surrounded by a pack of boys unfamiliar to her.

Troy let out a sharp gasp as she heard a door open, a tall boy striding into the streets to kill the zombie she'd pinned to the pole. She didn't let her hands tremble or any noticeable signs of unease cross her face as usual, her cold guise pulling her through tense situations, "It's not everything it's cracked up to be," Troy breathed to Levi through narrowed eyes, careful to keep her distance between him as he seemed capable with his weapons. Troy's eyes flickered towards Jayce who came bounding from the apartment moments later. She felt herself tense in that instant, trying to relax herself with calm breaths as she fixated her attention on the pair who came to stand before her. She could put up a fight, she was well aware of that, though if there were any more of them the odds of coming out victorious were few.
"You were running away... but they didn't want you to." Jayce's voice was almost a whisper as he examined the bullet holes that dappled her windshield and several areas of the car. Troy's expression didn't show her sudden fear of the boys, her gaze moving back towards Levi.
"Crucial has a vaccine. She could be our key to getting some of that," Jayce almost grinned at the thought, "They're after you, aren't they?" Jayce pressed her, Troy only standing her ground, her hands balled in fists at her sides. She said nothing to him, biting her lip in thought as she tried to formulate what exactly to say to him, though words evaded her.

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[Akryel]

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║♏ | Glacev | ♂ .........║

║18 years | Survivor .....║

║Lover: N/A; Crush: N/A ║

║Tags; Jayce, Levi, Troy ║

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xxxxxGlacev stood at the window as Levi exited the apartment, watching for a minute as he engaged a conversation with the girl and killed the pinned zombie. He wasn't sure he wanted to go out just yet, but decided to go when Jayce did. He didn't want to miss out on the action, and face in to the motion to follow him. Glacev left his golf club next to the chair, where he'd put it, but kept his machete at his waist. It was then that he realized he still had his sleeping bag on, so he quickly took it off of his waist and tossed it into the chair he had been sitting on before heading out onto the street. He studied the girl, seeing the intense emotion that was splashed across her face. He took it as a sign that she wasn't too friendly toward strangers, and felt his hand grasp the machete handle at his waste instinctively. He didn't think she was going to try anything, but was ready as a precaution. He didn't want to have to hurt another human being unless he had to. He wasn't entirely sure what to say in this conversion, and glanced at Levi and Jayce. He felt like he didn't want to intrude on it since he had inky just met the boys and didn't want to try bossing them around right at the start, but he knew he had need to step in, literally. He took a step closer getting in between her and Jayce and holding up his hands as if trying to stop a fight that hasn't yet occurred, releasing the grip on his machete. This was an incredibly dangerous gesture, going between a possibly hostile girl and two almost-strangers, testing and straining their relationship at a chance. The girl seemed to be tense and maybe nervous, and he couldn't resist trying to help. "Okay, hold on," he said calmly, letting his hands down. "She's obviously hurt, and we don't need to press her for information right now." He tried to keep his eyes on all three of them at once, looking at the boys and keeping the girl at the edge of his vision. He was a little nervous offering his opinion. She saw where they lived, so there was no real harm in bringing her in except using precious supplies on her, which they were not obliged to, but also couldn't let her go because if there was a cure, then he wanted to get information from her too, so they couldn't lose her. "How about we give her some time to rest first?"

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●● When the word cure sprang from Jayce mouth Levi had his intentions set. She had a cure and she was going to get it for them. A new goal lit in Levi's blue grey eyes. He tilted his head watching her tense stance. If he had wanted to kill or attacker her he'd have done it when she was stumbling around after she got out of the car. He raised a eyebrow watching Glacev and a growl formed in his throat. Like hell he'd take care of some stranger. Especially from crucial. For all he'd know she might just be here to take supplies or weapons. His trust was all but low and the only one he actually liked was Jayce and maybe Glacev but he wasn't nessssarily being the brightest getting in the way.

"Glacev, I've been out on the streets long enough. Supplies are valuable and are hard to come by. She had all the chance to catch up on sleep and food and weapons while she was in the group. But now she's out here and she spilled a little secrete that we can't just come by, Now." he said crossing his arms. "Move. She's either coming in on her own or I'm forcing her too." His gaze piercing and dangerous. He wasn't about to lose this chance. Not over Glacev trying to be a all around player. Levi made his point clear by his stance and features.

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Location. Street
Tags. Jayce, Troy, and Glacev

[Akryel]

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║♏ | Glacev | ♂ .........║

║18 years | Survivor .....║

║Lover: N/A; Crush: N/A ║

║Tags; Jayce, Levi, Troy ║

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xxxxxGlacev let out a slight irritated sigh escape from his lips. He figured that it wouldn't be that easy, especially from what he'd seen of Levi. "Just hear me out, all right?" he asked calmly, not wanting to start a fight. He wasn't too keen on getting on Levi's bad side. "Just because most people in the world are dead, brainless savages doesn't mean we have to lose our humanity, right? What are you going to do, torture her for information?" he gestured to Troy, "Does it look like she wants to talk to barbarians? I don't trust CRUCIAL either, but if she escaped then that means that she doesn't either. I can scavenge some extra food for her if you want, I just ask that you at least give her a chance to not be a prisoner." Glacev doubted that the girl was going to view it as a kind service to be taken into their home. He knew she really didn't have a choice even if Glacev wanted to give her one. He glanced at her, thinking about offering his protection, but her expression seemed like one that came from a person who would refuse help. Glacev wondered for a second what he was doing--tarnishing a reputation with two strong guys that would be valuable allies for a girl he didn't even know. But he knew that even if the world was burning, he didn't have to go down to hell with it and turn his back on someone. He just didn't know if this girl could even be trusted herself.

((RIP Glacev for being too kind. He lasted 30 pages, may he resteroni in pepperoni.))