{Lαƨтιиɢ Sтяʋɢɢℓɛ } {Sɛмι-ℓιтɛяαтe} {Dying world rp}

[no longer here]

- I'm soooooooooo excited for the Walking Dead :3 I'll start in a minute.

[no longer here]

April walked carefully down the snow-laden alley; her footsteps crunching at the thin snow that was covering the cobblestone road. Small clouds of warm fog escaped from her mouth and faded into the cold winter air with every breath as she made her way to her tent. April stopped in her tracks, a confused expression creeping across her face. "What is going on?" she muttered, watching as many of the towns people were walking to the town leader's home in large crowds. She decided not to go to her tent, but to join the crowd and see what was going on.

-Sorry for such a short post, I'm awfully busy-

[amithethird]

Zach

Zach had been up early before the sun rose. At that time, there were never many people out besides the night watchmen. It was when he did most of his thinking...and thieving. Usually he'd be out beyond the town walls, or sifting through the supply piles to see if anyone had brought in anything he could use. He never took more than his fair share. He knew the town leaders gave everyone what they needed as far as food and water, even if it was a bit skimpy. But they hoarded medication, tools, weapons, and many other things like gold. Zach had taken to calling the leaders "Dragons".

But today, he wasn't doing any of that. Today, he was perched atop one of the few roofs that were left here. He liked behind high up, away from the rest of the world. He missed the days of freedom and only looking out for himself, but he had to admit this place had some perks. There was safety, but he'd never really concerned himself much with safety before anyway.

As the sun rose, he watched as a crowd of people made their way to the town leader's home. He raised an eyebrow and wondered what they were all doing. He climbed down the fire escape and into the streets. He thought about asking, but decided not to get involved in case this was another protest group. They'd turn on anyone who bothered them when they went into "mob mode". He made his way in the opposite direction, looking for someone who might tell him what was going on.

He reached the part of town that was made up mostly of tents and poked his head inside the first one he found.
"Hey, where the heck is everyone going?" he asked.

[Primhunter]

Leo and Chris....
Leo's attention quickly shifted to the random boy and his heart felt like it had skipped a beat. “Jesus, you scared me.” Chris spoke before Leo could react to Zach's actions. “Ugh, I just finished telling Leo.” he said with a pause. “When I was out there I heard that everyone was going to the Leader's house. I'm not surprised in the slightest. This town's too damn crowded. Their just going to complain.” Leo's eyes wandered from Zach to Chris then right back to the boy who's head was poking into their tent. “Should we go check it out?” He asked in a very serious tone. The boy's chocolate eyes were wide and lit with curiosity. Chris's brow furrowed in thought and he couldn't help but feel like something bad might happen if they did. “Leo.... I don't really-” he was cut of when the young boy got up and pushed his way out of the tent's entrance. “I'm going,” he announced sternly and eyed Zach as if telepathically asking if he was going to.
“Don't just rush out like that! I don't think it's really smart for us to- HEY! LISTEN TO ME!” Chris growled as his brother rolled his eyes and stalked off down the street.

[Lady Grifter]

(@Ink hope you don't mind if I steal you)

A low groan came out from a bundle of covers as prodding sunlight clawed its way through her tent. Sitting up with a yawn, Regina arched into a stretch before pulling a red tank top over her head. Running a hand through her hair, she took a brief inventory of her things, running her fingers along the curve of her crowbar and glancing at her cleaver. They were fairly unorthodox weapons to use against the flesh-eating creature that plagued their world, but they were the first thing she could get her hands on.

Aside form her weapons, her tent was fairly bare, save for a small wooden box of basic medical supplies she'd stolen from her former hospital. It wasn't an incredible arsenal, a few pills and bandages, but it was nice to have in an emergency. Such possessions were fairly contraband, but Regina cared very little for the fragile egos of their "leaders".- Probably why she wasn't head of the medical division despite a superiority in education and skill.

Satisfied that everything was in order, she pulled her coat over she shoulders, stiffening as a head popped through the slit in her tent that served as a door. Immediately she relaxed, recognizing Zach's face and greeted him with a scowl. "That's a good way to lose your face," she lifted her cleaver for emphasis before leaving the tent. "What do you mean?" She frowned, watching a herd of people wander toward their leader's home. Normally, she left people matters to the people, more interested in stitching wounds than conversation, but curiosity tugged at her.

[amithethird]

(Ha ha, no problem guys. XD)

Zach

"I'll take that as an 'I don't know,'" Zach said, stepping back as Regina exited the tent and watched the crowd heading for the leader's house. Zach didn't like a lot of people around town as he mostly kept to himself and considered anyone else an idiot, a sheep, or a grunt just following orders. He liked Regina though. She reminded him of himself. Kind of a loner, introverted, and a sharp temper. He wasn't sure if she thought much of him though. He was probably just another thieving kid to her, so the chances of them becoming friends looked slim.

Zach paused a moment to look around as other people began to emerge from their tents. They seemed just as confused by the crowd as he was. No answers were coming out of them, probably.
"Well since no one around here seems to know, I guess I'll just find out for myself," he said, "Thanks anyway, Dr. Monroe. Unless of course you want to help me round up a few more of these nutjobs and come with me. Strength in numbers and all that. No one's going to take me seriously by myself."

[Lady Grifter]

"Well," Regina did a quick sweep of the grounds, "no one's bleeding or dying, so it's not my problem." She gave a shrug, giving a brief once over. Zach was an odd person. He was one of the very few she hadn't succeeded in scaring away. Although she'd never admit it, she actually almost enjoyed his company at times. He knew when to back off and could fill the silence when she didn't care to.

She cracked a smile at her reference to the "nutjobs" that inhabited the camp, nodding her head in the direction of Leo and Chris's tent. "I assume they wouldn't mind helping you." The tall brunette quirked a brow as one brother chased the other across the grounds, shouting at each other. Curiosity sparked in her gaze, but she brushed it aside, as it would mean interaction-with people.

Pulling her long dark hair into a tight ponytail, she adjusted her belt, tucking the handle of the cleaver into its hand-crafted slip for safe keeping. "Keep me posted though. The last thing we need is to tear one another to pieces before they do." She nodded toward the boundaries.

[wherever]

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ღｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ ღ
name: skylar tye peterson
nicknames: sky, tye, kyky
gender: female
age: seventeen
birthdate: december 21st
orientation: straight

ღａｐｐｅｒｅｎｃｅღ
weight: 120 pounds
height: 5 feet, 8 inches
hair: blonde
eyes: hazel but they turn different colors - green-ish, grey-ish, blue and brown.
build: slender, fragile and somewhat tall
skin: fairly tan but it has times where its pale
body modifications:
~tattoos- on rib cage, left wrist, right wrist, on neck, behind left ear
~piercings- same on each of her ears, on the right side of her nose

ღｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙღ
likes: drawing, target practice, dancing, swimming
dislikes: being ignored, getting yelled at, having to kill
good traits: excitable, energetic
bad traits; clumsy, sometimes careless, aggressive and sometimes rude
habits: talking a little too much, showing off

ღｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓღ
boyfriend: nope
crush: nope
family: all deceased
pets: sam - her german shepherd wolf mix, he's been with her since he was a puppy and now he follows her everywhere, he's fairly aggressive and will attack anyone that harms skylar. he wears a spiked collar and harness (this is what it would mainly look like on him) that keeps anything from getting to his neck or vital areas, and half the time his legs and some of his chest are flecked with blood from killing rats or mice around the camp
past: ask her

ღ o t h e r ღ
weapons: the weapon she always carries smith and wesson hand gun; what she has as concealed weapons browning pro-9 that she keeps in her waist band/belt, she usually wears boots and skinny jeans so she keeps these in her boots.
medical problems: she has attention deficit disorder and she also has asthma which can sometimes be very hard on her being as it is hard to find the medication she needs for her add and asthma. she tries to hide it from other people though sometimes its hard when she goes into her tough asthma attacks where she has rapid/shallow breathing, coughing and sometimes if it's bad enough she stops breathing and her heartbeat slows down to an almost dead pulse

[amithethird]

Zach

"Sure thing. You'll be the first to know," Zach said. Then he turned and hurried off towards Leo and Chris's blue and gray tent. He rattled the waterproof plastic.
"Hey you slackers. Get your butts out here," he said.
He doubted that the two Korean boys had any more idea of what was going on than he did, but people seemed to like them more than they liked him. And they seemed nice, so people would probably tell them stuff rather than telling them to get lost. He'd never really talked to either of them besides the occasional small talk, so he wasn't sure what he thought of them or what they thought of him. He supposed they'd form their own opinions soon enough.

(Bit of WB)

[Primhunter]

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