𝘽𝙖𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙮 - open & no longer accepting

[onion]

♣ aileen jung / 20 / lesbian
location: side of highway
tags: jackson river (mackenzie)

before aileen could say anything, a motorbike shot by. the wheels of the bike skid into the dirt and back onto the road, throwing dust and grime at the three of them. "ugh!" she covered her face in time, but the side of her boots, leg, shorts, shawl, and hood were dusty. "worthless scum..." she mumbled, glaring back in the direction of the bike. soon, jackson entered her vision. he was walking off? why?
aileen took one look at the girl from the car and did a hand motion of her eyes on her, then turned back and ran after jackson. "hey, whats the deal?" she asked, obviously aggravated. she didnt want her only company leaving. "its not like i was going to fight her. shes a twig."

[mochachii]

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𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 ! !
female . nineteen . lesbian . side of highway . tags: aileen, jackson, (mackenzie) . ☺
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as the sound of a distant motor drew closer, river immediately perked up. Though, as soon as she realized what was happening, she was already getting a good coating of dirt upon her body. Coughing a bit as she watched the unknown figure on the bike throw up a peace sign, river couldnt help but let out a dry laugh. sure, that person was extremely rude, and the sound of the motor was sure to attract more zombies her way-- but the blonde couldnt help but be slightly impressed. They had a motor bike and had the audacity to mess with total strangers? she was a tad bit jealous, to say the least.

as the other girl she was with gave somewhat of a threatening motion towards river, the smile placed upon her lips immediately vanished. sheesh. looking back at the old car, river contemplated on whether to check inside or not. Did he say zombies? coming? blinking, the girl abandoned the vehicle and followed behind the duo at a distance she deemed safe enough. sure, river had met many others out here-- some of them being fellow students back at the college, but she definitely didn't want to stay with these two for very long. she figured they didnt really want her around either. she never really stayed around with a group for very long anyways.

silently trailing behind the pair, river reaches into the pocket of her brown pants, taking out the folded up map from before. With the soft crinkling of paper, the blonde unfolds it, revealing roadmaps that lead to places river herself had never even visited. The images and words were beginning to fade, and the map had some tears, but it was legible. the city should be up ahead, but everything always took longer when you were walking. peeking over the paper and towards the male and female ahead, she held back a wince-- if the zombies didnt kill the trio first, then those two will definitely kill each other.

[alucard-]

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𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 ♂, 23
romantic interest; pm me
partner; none
location;
following a highway
tags; Aileen, River

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➼ The city. Jackson liked that idea. Where there was a city, there were houses, and houses had potential loot waiting to be taken. Was he secretly looking for revenge? No, Jackson was always one to take the high road. "I'm goin' before we get a whole horde on us." Jackson replied "Well it seems like it." The man looked at her before looking over his shoulder. The other girl was following them. That didn't bother him as much as what was on the highway behind her. As the dust from the asphalt settled it gave away a dark figure a ways behind the stranger. It wobbled and limped as it walked. And then another appeared. Jackson stopped and turned his body to point at them.

"Behind you!" Jackson gripped his rifle, but didn't raise it yet. "We have to get outta here." He told Aileen as he watched the two figures in the near distance turn into three.

[onion]

♣ aileen jung / 20 / lesbian
location: side of highway
tags: jackson river

aileen, shorter than jackson even in her boots, looked up at him. "well im not," she replied defiantly. but that was when he yelled out and in a split second she spun on her heel to see three figures right behind the girl that was following them. "move!" aileen shouted as she grabbed the blade of her knife, flipped it around in her hand, and dashed towards the zombies. she pushed river out of the way, time seeming to slow down as she passed her and looked her in the eye. there was something about her that was alluring... but it would have to wait. with a growl, aileen sliced the head off the front zombie, blood splattering on her cheek. she grit her teeth and went in for the second one, stabbing it in the throat with extreme force. the third moaned at her. "die!" aileen whipped hann across the zombies neck making a clean cut. the once distant figure collapsed onto the ground and aileen was left standing there, feet apart and half bent over, panting slightly.

[mochachii]

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𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 ! !
female . nineteen . lesbian . side of highway . tags: aileen, jackson . ☺
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River was initially still looking at her map and ignoring the pair in front of her before she heard a sharp “move!” and was torn away from her thoughts. She made eye contact with the strange girl before landing on the ground with a harsh thud, scraping her hands across the sharp pavement upon impact. She watches as the ravenette slashes and inevitably kill the zombies right before her eyes— and she couldn’t help but stare in awe. She had never seen someone kill off three zombies so elegantly with just a knife.

As River watched the girl pant tiredly, she began to open her mouth to thank her before before hearing more low groans in the distance. Twirling her head around, she saw three more zombies, which turned into four, then five, then six, till she couldn’t quite count them all anymore. “Shoot. The sound of that motorbike must’ve attracted them. We have to go.” Scrambling to her feet and shoving the map into her bag, River grabs the other girls hand before making a run for it, running past the male before turning her head and looking back at him, “the city is just up ahead!” She calls out, “We can make it if we run.” Her tone was firm, and she prayed to god nobody in the group will end up tripping and hurting themselves or something of the like— or else she’d probably end up dying trying to save them. Just up ahead was the outline of the city skyscrapers, waiting for the trio’s arrival.

// sorry I’m on mobile and color picking is a little hard lol

[lilac sky]

n e v a d a
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- nineteen - male - asexual - no tags (open) - located in a field near the highway -

Nevada lay spread eagled in the grass, alert, but relaxed. His hand rested on the handle of the small handgun at is hip. Grass stems, connected to green and purple seed heads, swayed in the breeze. He was lonely, but he wouldn’t admit it to himself. He refused to admit to any type if feeling that might mean he was vulnerable. He didn’t believe in being vulnerable, at least not now. He believed that the only way to survive was to put emotions second and survival first.

Rolling over and sitting up, he sighed. The sun was starting to become uncomfortably warm and he needed to get moving. Standing, Nevada stretcher lazily, brushing the dark shiny hair out of his eyes. He glanced around himself briefly and then made his way toward the highway.

[the wild one.]

ＲＥＡＧＡＮ ＨＵＮＴＥＲ : "ＲＥＤ"
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gender female xxage twenty three xx sexuality lesbian xx tags no one

the last thing red needed to see was a group of people in the distance.

she knew they were people, too. it was the way they carried themselves, and also the fact that their voices carried a little bit. she sat in a half demolished electric blue ford focus she had come across earlier that day. in the middle of a highway, the sun beat down upon her. the shade was a nice break. a cigarette hung loosely out of the corner of her mouth as she attempted to pull her sticky hair into a braid. the one positive out of the zombie apocalypse was free cigarettes, they were starting to get pricey. reagan huffed an unnecessary sigh, eyes honing in on the bike that was speeding towards her. it zoomed by, and her gaze shifted to the group. the girl had terrible vision (she refused to wear her glasses, she didn't like how they looked on her), but it appeared to be a small group of two or three people.

pulling the cigarette from her mouth, she flicked off the ash and leaned back into the overheated black leather seat, eyes falling shut. in the passenger seat next to her laid her ratty old backpack from high school and her machete (coated in zombie grossness, of course). eventually, red knew she would have to deal with the people. reagan decided to wait until they were a tad closer. the car was rather comfortable to rest in, there was no use in getting up and walking to them if they were approaching her.

when she opened her eyes, the group was much closer than anticipated. on their tail was, well, a lot of zombies. it must've been that bike. red stepped out of the car, grabbing her bag and weapon. "mind if i join y'all?" she asked, with an odd sense of causality, as they ran towards her. she took a final drag and tossed the cigarette, stomping it out and slinging her backpack over her shoulder.

[zara3447]

𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆 "𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖎" 𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊
　female ▪️ 21 ▪️ bisexual ▪️ 5'9
　location; gas station >> highway ▪️ tags; amalia
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　It was her sister's voice that startled her out of her frozen, horrified silence. Then the realizations hit like punches, leaving no room for recovery in between. The silhouette of shambling forms, approaching so rapidly they were nearly upon them. Spartan's silent loyalty, the loyalty that was going to get her killed in her last stand beside the human she loved most. The heartbreak in Asher's eyes, and the regret that he'd never get to find out what became of their parents. Eclipsing both was his love for them. So, so much love, endless and unconditional. Irreplaceable, and it was the last time Thalia was ever going to see it.

　It had the capacity to ruin her, if she let it. But she couldn't, couldn't let herself feel anything, told herself to shelve the rising emotions, because she had to be the eldest now, and her little sister needed her not to break down, to get them out of this mess alive. So she nodded to him, an acceptance of the mantle of responsibility, and a farewell. Felt Amalia's hand slip into hers. "I'll take care of her." She promised. Like you took care of us. "Bye, Spartan. Love you, Ash." And then she turned to follow after her sister, leaving the two behind. Knowing in her heart she had to, but not making it any bit easier all the same.

　Shards of glass crunched beneath her boots where each step pounded into the floor. Giving Amalia's hand a fierce squeeze, she let go, in order to scoop up Snugglebug and lift her over the mess. Barely a pause in her step, she grabbed her backpack off the ground, sprinting into the bright sunlight streaming through the gaping frame of the shattered sliding door. Even once they were outside, she didn't dare slow. They had to get away from here. Far, far away. Use every precious second of time Asher was buying them with his life. Seconds that should have been years, spent together, now too late.

　Her feet found the highway by themselves, strides long and fast and furious. As if nonstop motion would keep thoughts at bay. Maybe it did. There was such a numbness in her chest. Such a silence in her head. She was vaguely aware of Amalia running at her side, panting breaths and wide eyes. Snugglebug and Captain a few paces behind, obediently following. The pieces of her heart still left to her, alive and unscathed by some grace of heaven. Part of her world had just fallen apart, but she still had her kelpies, and her little sister. So she didn't let herself think, didn't give the pain an inch of leeway, lest it drag her under in an unstoppable tidal wave of grief.

　She didn't know how long they had been running before they finally came to a stop in the shadow of a scrawny tree. Leaning over, she braced her hands on her knees, gasping through the worst of the ache as the adrenaline drained. Swallowing down the metallic taste coating the back of her throat, she straightened, shoving windswept blonde hair out of her face. "Ames? Any injuries?" Navy eyes searched her younger sibling's dirt-specked form, hands rummaging in the backpack for a water bottle. She didn't bother asking if Amalia was okay. Because they weren't. Not at all. But right now, they had no choice but to cope, however much it hurt.

[alucard-]

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𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 ♂, 23
romantic interest; pm me
partner; none
location;
following a highway
tags; Aileen, River,
Nevada, Reagan

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➼ Jackson could only watch as Aileen rushed forward, past the stranger and kept going to where the zombies were. She had killed all three of them but soon more had appeared. The strange girl took Aileens hand and the two made a run for it. He listened to the stranger speak. "Fine by me." Jackson replied quickly and turned back around and ran with the two of them.

Every few minutes Jackson looked over his shoulder. The horde of zombies was moving slow. Oh god, please don't start runnin' he thought. That was quite a bit of rotten flesh he didn't want to have stampeding after them. Jackson slowed down to a jog to try to conserve some energy. While he did that he spotted someone in a field to the left. The forests had retreated, it was a big field. What were they doing there? Jackson let the two women in front of him go he wanted to warn this person. Stupid? probably. But he'd want someone to do the same to him. "Hey!" he called out to them, "There's a horde comin'!" Jackson looked back at the zombies as he began to pass the person. They were getting closer. Jackson picked up his pace and hoped that person heard him. What an unfortunate way to die if they didn't.

Catching up with Aileen and the other young women another stranger chimed in as they drew near an electric blue ford focus. "Yeah, come on." Jackson said, not really caring at the moment what she said. He only half heard but it sounded like she was asking if she could join. Rifle clutched tight in his grip Jackson kept going, hoping and praying they reach the city.

[onion]

♣ aileen jung / 20 / lesbian
location: side of highway
tags: jackson river red

aileen looked up to see the horde of zombies flash before her, only to have them pulled away. her feet started moving without her thinking as the girl grabbed her knife equipped hand. "what are you doing?! i could have taken them!" aileen shouted as she ran, not pulling away from the girl however. she wasnt one to give up a fight because it made her look weak in her eyes. another girl popped up in the distance and a bead of sweat formed on aileens cheek. 'oh god another one,' she thought, but the figure spoke instead of groaning. ah, a human. just what they needed. "whatever!" she responded under her breath, still running with river in her clunky boots.