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My gallery · by **moe,** » Sun Jun 23, 2019 9:28 am

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just your typical zombie survival roleplay. perhaps
it was the water, or the air, or the worms in the so
il but something caused this -- the dead roaming t
he earth. starting just a few days after everything
hit the fan, you've been instructed to stay indoors
until further notice. your water is still running, el-
ectricity is still flowing, and you still have your wi
fi -- so that's good at least. however food is runni-
ng short no matter where you are, and it is about
time to take desperate measures. and it's when y
our television finally loses power and your fan sh-
uts off that you find it an optimal time to explore
the new -- and dangerous -- dead world beyond. h
ope you make it out alive and sane xxxxxxxxxxxxx

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01. 200+ words a post mini
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03. must have discord fr d
iscussion! c: 04. ages 10-8
0 allowed within reason! k
ids under 13 need a guardi
an while peeps older than-
65 probs need a helper. 05
please try & post at least t
wice a week! keyword try!
x;xxxcharacters ! discord !

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My gallery · by **moe,** » Sun Jun 23, 2019 10:34 am

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okayokay this is gonna be real lazy formatting cause i know
that if i don't just get this out imma forget about it & lose t
he muse for it and so on hehe. ANYHOW. this will be set wit
hin the grand ol' fictional city of towsly colorado. with a po
pulation of around 400,000, it just hits the acknowledgeme
nt mark to even be called a city. streets are broad, resembl
ing a town, though, with taller buildings to house more peo
ple and most of the iconic grub stops available such as mcd,
dairy queen, and, yes, 7-11. feel free to make the layout u
p as you go since i have little idea as well lol. xxxxxxxxxxxx

martial law has now been in act for maybe a week and a ha
lf. slowly, more and more force has been used on citizens a
s the fear of what is happening is coming to light. eventuall
y, all military and authority figures had withdrawn themsel-
ves, leaving everybody -- young and old -- to fend for them
selves. the county of towsly had been cleared for the dead
before authority figures had left. though, that does not me
an any will turn up. at the moment, your best chance at fo-
od is to raid from some of the grocery stores or super mark
ets. but, considering everybody and their mother currently
has that idea, i'd feel it's best to stay low for a while. xxxx.

✱ " [22] days into the End. [1] days since military retreat. i
t's currently noon, august 5th 20xx. stay safe, signing out. "
✱ sup. markets are currently 89% stocked in towsly, colorad
✱ high of 74, low of 42. leaves beginning to change color. x
✱ electricity still working smoothly. water is running slowly
✱ highway has been blocked off before military evacuation.
✱ most offices have closed for business for the time beingg.
no work nor office will be expecting you as of: ever. xxxxxx

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My gallery · by **moe,** » Sun Jun 23, 2019 10:41 am

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harper gulman - heteros. - 13
innocent .though ready to hel
p. very trusting & very optim
istic even 4 .the .apocalypse.
worth- sews, small / nimble.

isaac moama - heteros.. - 31
trying to find .his .wife .even
w/ the possibility of death. f
fragile, sensitive, thoughtful
worth- good cook, emt, loyal

memphis james - bisexu - 25
honestly just wants to help.v
nonchalant & expects the be
st from others. always bored
worth- math whiz, mechanic

name name name - sex - age
a little bit about them a littl
e bit about them you may wr
ite this if u want but i can to
worth- enter best skill/s heh

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My gallery · by **moe,** » Sun Jun 23, 2019 10:41 am

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andrea porter - pansexu - 25
optimistic radio operator tha
t desperate .attempts to kee
music alive in times like this.
worth- techie, okay aim, xxx

margot st john - homofl - 28
an army veteran w/ an asser
tive & stern personality. lov-
es and protects her doggie.x
worth- disciplined,good shot

name name name - sex - age
a little bit about them a littl
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ite this if u want but i can to
worth- enter best skill/s heh

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My gallery · by **moe,** » Sun Jun 23, 2019 10:42 am

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name name name - sex - age
a little bit about them a littl
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ite this if u want but i can to
worth- enter best skill/s heh

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My gallery · by **moe,** » Sun Jun 23, 2019 10:44 am

this is just in case i forgot something
cause i nver know if i have or not. :c

My gallery · by **moe,** » Sun Jun 30, 2019 11:48 am

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My gallery · by **moe,** » Mon Jul 01, 2019 5:20 am

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" 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐍 - !

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𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱

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mentions ; open

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the rumbling in the ground. it started low, and fast. rapid to such a degree it alarmed every rabbit and mouse and plant and tree. it frightened every child, every mother, every twelve-year-old aunt within the town of towsly and despite most of the hope and optimism that came with the common folk, merciless fear crept into the hearts of all those that carried ware somewhere in their sanity.

currently three-o' clock in the morning, sun barely yawning awake from its stance in the far beyond, it was the witching hour if ever there was one. ghouls should have been roaming about, the elderly swarming after them in hostile torrents, seething in their jealous vexation, their hands gripping hot pitchforks and blistering torches. though, this new age, this new dawn, was different. rather than witches that boiled cauldrons of mischief, the land allowed the dead to rise up and devour the idiotic. the military swear'd to all pedestrians that, all was well. all was contained. all was perfectly and utterly peachy. but, as you could see, that simply wasn't the case. as they rushed to wherever they were attempting to get within light speed, lights flickered on from home to home as well. shocked bellowing of pure freight striking the poor mans' mind and the young childs' heart. after all, that's what happened to harper.

"shhh.. it'll be fine." his mother had consoled him as he lied in bed, heart racing; thumping from his ribcage. Harper simply stared, eyes bleak, wishing to believe her and her optimistic words. the boy gulped down something hard in his throat, his father sauntering into the scene with an off-turned flashlight in his hairy hand. his darker skin looked like chocolate pudding, probably the reason harper always craved such a delicacy. within the dark he was practically invisible, something harper had always been envious of having not received.

" looks like the lights still work, so that's good I suppose. " dad placing a hand on his dad hip, harper couldn't help but feel a wave of reassurance come over him, devouring him like a blanket. "what do you suppose they left for?"
"not sure."
his mother's musing drew no comfort his way, however. not like his father's. not like his own. rather, the thought of his parents having not a clue, not a single idea why all this was happening, brought him to a state of childish alarm that he'd yet to feel to this date. harper attempted to speak, though, no words came out. rather, faint breathing from his twitching lips were heard, his father scrambling to meet the poor boy. "i'm sure they'll come back though! right? " he gestured towards his mother, whom eagerly shook her head about. "It'll be fine."
" but - ! "
" no but's about it. they'll be back. just, get some sleep. you have school in the morning."
like some sort of sick, twisted magic trick his parents had vanished. the lights turned off in his bedroom with a wheezing, pitiful breath. the ceiling, however, still illuminated with the help of dozens of tiny, smoldering green stars.

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he thought he heard his alarm clock. he thought he heard the familiar wailing of the kettle as it begged for attention, hot and humid shouting from the spout. harper often had tea in the morning. green or black, he never much cared. often with two spoonfuls of sugar and possibly a third for good luck when a quiz was to be expected later in the day, he'd fail to know that no tea was to await him as he awoke.

besides the screaming, it was quiet -- silent like a void. birds ceased their chirping to give way to the insistent shrill of the pot on the stove, and it reverberated in his ears; all he could hear. sliding from the covers, harper's feet touched down on the plush carpeting, toes squelching inaudibly as they wriggled with unease.

"good morning!" he called out, voice stiff. nothing returned to him. not a smile from his mother, not a replying holler from the depths of his father's chest. it was simply still. and it shook him at his very core. the boy eventually stood, striped pajamas of blue and white -- a matching set given to him at Christmas consisting of a collared button up and loose bottoms -- nearly drenched in sweat from the previous awakening. his body still vibrated in the thought, though, his heart clung to the idea that all was well. that his tea lie on the kitchen table, water rings embetted into the table like minuscule, life-hacked and lucky cup holders.

"hello?" he called again.

harper peeked from his room and, once seeing that nobody lie within the house, he ventured onward. his mother had seemed to have left, same as his father. a note, held up by removable tape, had been left however. printed upon it in grandmother cursive wrote : "school was cancelled for the day, headed out to get new place mats for the dining table. be back soon. - mom ".

a notable sigh of relief washed over him. his parents were well, simply having stepped out for a minute or two -- that's all.

that's all.

suddenly the ringing in his ears drew him back to his surroundings, remembering why he'd stepped out in the first place. cold, clammy feet pattered on linoleum checkered flooring for a moment or two. and, gripping the kettle with both of his hands, he came to lift the pot from it's rightful burner, setting it on the other, much cooler one soon after. quickly turning the flame off as well, harper stood back to admire his small amount of work. it had taken him what felt like an eternity to build up enough strength to lift that damn pot let alone move it ten inches to the right. a boyish smile plagued his face. though, that was before utter mania over took him.

a scream rang out. one not too different from the one the kettle drew from its bowels, except, this one, was guttural -- terror in its melody. harper froze where he was, eyes glossy and gawking at the pot. for a moment or two, he was too shocked and terrified to turn any other direction. but, curiosity killed the cat as we all know. and he'd been infamous for his cat-like tendencies.

dashing over towards the living room window, the blonde boy peeked from the curtains, fingers parting the shutters so that light could burn at his eyes. practical lasers blinding him. though, he didn't care. not now. he blinked rapidly for his eyes to dilate, and, once they did, he stared forward. a lady was upon the ground, gravel making up her skin. red was her flesh, her visible cheek mainly gone from where it once sat upon her high cheek bones and sunken jaw line. a man -- scrawny and horrid -- hovered above her belly. his tissues were greener. inhuman. almost like the stars that adorned his bedroom roofing.

monstrous.

his skin looked loose and tattered -- like it didn't fit him. like it wasn't tailored -- opened in some places, hanging in others, and he feasted upon the woman whom seized where she was, foam erupting from her gullet, bubbling up from her jowls out.

he couldn't look any longer. the tragic scene had sent the streets into chaos -- more and more tumbling like battered trees to their deaths, coming to feed the population of the.... monsters out there. harper allowed the shutters to shut on themselves, his feet working on their own agenda, walking backward slowly, as if any sharp motions could send the growing throng of monstrosities flooding through his living room window. he could still see past them. he could see into the far ahead towards the woman in pure agony. he felt like he was going to belch.

reaching for the house phone, he didn't know how he did it, but he was already ringing his mother's cell. it rang for forever before clicking off. trying his father afterwards, the same happened. the phone clicking silent after a few dozen trills on the otherside, a sinking feeling of dread filling him like blood, his veins filling with the panic that clouded his brain and opened his heart wide open.

he felt like crying. sobbing until his parents washed up in his tears. though, rather, his attention snapped towards a knocking at the door. a frantic three-clunk that boomed from inside on weak knuckles and erratic hands alight in the events currently happening. harper shifted his weight, practically hoping from foot to foot in anticipation. it could have been his parents, his relatives, his grandmother, his neighbor, a class mate;

anybody.

but, upon the same note. upon the same Leger line on the same staff in the same clef in the same key -- it could have been a monster. and at the notion, harper swallowed something deep in his throat that rattled in his lungs like dice on a gambling table.

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biography - relations - theme

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𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺 !

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My gallery · by **serafim** » Mon Jul 01, 2019 5:17 pm

𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙐𝙈𝙄 "𝙉𝙄𝙆𝙆𝙄" 𝙄𝙒𝘼𝙊 !! ───

( tagged; micah ) ❝ we can slow dance to rock music, kiss while we do it!! ❞

sunrise!![4:00AM] no shut eye meant that he was going to be a wreck once the sun rose.
sunrise!!luckily for him his classes for the most part were cancelled, otherwise he might have just not shown up at all. nikki grumbled inaudibly to himself as he looked out the window of the high-rise apartment thirty stories high. the rumbling of heavily armored cars the night before could have knocked his tower in the sky down easily, but instead of doing so they scurried off like mice to their sewers. to where? well, that he wasn't so sure of, he just watched them solemnly parade downtown through the streets in the early morning. a disturbance that seemed to wake up the sleepy city, dim lights flickering across the way as others seemed to do just as him; watch and wait. with his fingertips knotting his hair as he brushed it back from his face, the young man turned from the melancholic and, admittedly, dream like view down in the streets and returned to the comforts of his bed. the evacuation was suspicious in his mind. what could they possibly be running from? they had assured the entire city that they were safe; almost back to normal. something in his mind ticked at the thought that nothing was really as it seemed. it was a facade to keep them in some dream-like state of 'everything will be okay' and 'this couldn't possibly happen to us.' it was an annoyance in his mind; tell the damn truth if that was the case instead of leaving everyone unprepared. but he assumed that's just how things were gonna be from now on.
sunrise!![9:45AM] with a grumble he practically struggled to lift his head from the pillow, nikki squinting through the blinding light that shone through the crystal clear windows.
sunrise!!an annoyance if he was going to admit such.
sunrise!!his fingertips pulled the white covers off of his body to allow the cool air from the ac to brush his skin, relishing in the moment before lifting the rest of himself up and out of the comforts of bed. he rubbed his face briefly to awaken himself and wandered to the kitchen for something to kick start his restless morning. if he could replace the thoughts from mere hours ago with something more reassuring, he would in a heartbeat. his golden eyes found their way back to the sunlit morning, curious of what could be bustling below him from his castle in the cloudless sky. he'd find out in just a brief moment as his afghan hound empress, began to wake from the dog bed in the living room. "i'm sure you slept well last night," he cooed warmly albeit jealous that she could be so lively every morning without a care or worry in the world. nikki decided this would be a good excuse to get dressed and prepped for the day; take empress on a walk, maybe get breakfast downtown and then head home to do, well, he didn't know after that. jogging to the closet he shuffled out of his clothes from the previous night and into a fresh set; a black polo in which the corner of it was tucked neatly in his black jeans, a red belt and black hat for added points. the shrill of a whistle echoed in the apartment, the response of paws against the floor confirming the excitement beneath the afghan hound's eyes as he slipped on his shoes and grabbed for the lavender leash hanging by the door.

sunrise!!he reveled in the quickening heat of the morning, a stark contrast to washington's dreary weather. empress seemed to lead the way this time downtown, occasionally stopping as she caught a whiff of something but was just as quick to move on to the next. although something once they reached the emptier and quieter side of town caught the dog's eyes, a hushed whimper signalling her impatience before taking off, leash ripped from nikki's grip as she bolted down the sidewalk. "empress!" he called out, groaning in annoyance before following suit to catch the dog. a few blocks down he could see her blue coat shimmering in the sunlight, stopping at the feet of someone and excitedly barking in hope of attention. He rolled his eyes as his paced slowed, reaching the stranger and his dog before biting the bottom of his lip, "I'm really sorry about her," he apologized in a soft hum as he picked up the lavender leash, quick to scan over the features of the, to be frank, beautiful stranger in front of him. You always gotta do this, huh? he thought to himself as his attention flickered back towards empress, remembering the many other times she's taken off to get attention from seemingly perfect human beings. a wing man he never asked for. "she usually doesn't just, take off like that."

My gallery · by **rogan** » Tue Jul 02, 2019 10:18 am

❝ let's walk on water above the rainbow sea ! ❞

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─ 𝐅𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐎 𝑪𝑶𝑪𝑶 𝐇𝐀𝐍

xx ( feeling iffy ─ ] [ ─ tagged with shay )

beeedopdedopperflipflop

１：４８ａｍ

boop

"shay,"

"shay, please."

boop

"shay, shay-shay, shay, dammit, please wake up-"

"there was something outside. there was something outside the door, or someone. it sounded like a thing but when i looked through the peep-eye-hole thing it didn't look human at all, shay, what am i supposed to-"

boop

"fosco, cheese and rice,"

"it was just your imagination. go back to bed."

boop

beeedopdedopperflipflop

３：２３ａｍ

boop

beeedopdedopperflipflop

７：３６ａｍ

boop

"ringo, please, shut up-"

"why can't you just let me sleep. is it really too much to ask for?"

boop

thing

boop

"ringo!"

boop

"i'm sorry,"

"the leash burned my hand so i had to let go."

boop

"that was unusual, but i'll accept it."

boop

"shut up."

❝ i call your name, you look right through me ! ❞

xxxx

─ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐘 𝑲𝑨𝑴𝑶𝑵 𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈

xx ( feeling like a rat ─ ] [ ─ tagged with fosco )

beeedopdedopperflipflop

１１：３０ｐｍ

boop

that

boop

beeedopdedopperflipflop

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boop

"fosco, cheese and rice,"

"it was just your imagination. go back to bed."

boop

beeedopdedopperflipflop

７：４５ａｍ

boop

"you're going to cut the circulation off in your foot if you go any tighter, coco."

boop

"nuh-uh, sit your butt back down."

boop

"that was unusual, but i'll accept it."

boop

"shut up."

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