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i. SERVINGS NEEDED: 3 SERVINGS xx ii. first post
ii. located: Norway, Ostwall inna autoshop building

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori groaned in annoyance, eyeing the social worker right behind her who tapped their foot in impatience. Understanding that they weren't leaving until she settled in, Tori scratched the nape of her neck and reluctantly went inside her shared room, and collapsed onto the bottom bunk that nestled in the back corner of the room. Old books and brochures were scattered around the step of her bunk, none of them belonging to her but rather the person who was reading on the top bunk.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Dusty those old, dumb books were. Tori always swore that if she ever tripped over one again, she'd rip those books into shredded newspaper, then hand them over to the fireplace. Of course, her bunk buddy had profoundly refused for Tori to do that, saying that if he ever witnessed Tori even give his precious books the wrong look, he'd be the one to tear her up. And he lived up to that promise all too well. It was a long time before Tori even tried to attempt to even touch the boy's books. The teenager could say that she feared nothing, but couldn't deny that it was the first and last attempt she ever messed with her bunk buddy's books. Who knew someone could kill over books?
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Got caught being off premises again Tori, hm?)" Said roommate inquired, not sparing Tori a glance from above. From what Tori knew, that bookworm had his nose in a book like a bulldog pushing its wrinkly face against its owner's in excitement. Tori cringed at the connection, banging her head against the not-so-soft mattress. She hated her brain, sometimes.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀She wasn't gonna lie though, her roommate did kind of look like a bulldog if you looked hard enough. Joking.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(God, get off of my [retracted], Lukas! Face me like a real man!)" Tori scoffed with a smile and started to shake the frame of the bunk bed, making damn sure that Lukas felt it. The latter laughed at Tori's attempt but didn't seem to make a move to do anything. The teenager heard a flip of a page and rolled her eyes in disbelief before glancing at the floor. She had an idea.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori pulled herself upright and let her legs swing off the bed. She pried one of his precious leather-covered books off the floor, before weighing it on her palm while her other hand gripped to Lukas' bed frame. Next thing Lukas would know is seeing Tori jump and slam one of his books in his face.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀He yelped in surprise, backing up from the force and hitting the back of his head against the concrete wall. Tori wheezed before putting a hand to her mouth to muffle the noise and then bursting out in laughter. Lukas' pale skin flushed beet red from embarrassment, only fueling the girl's amusement. "(This isn't funny- you better stop laughing! Larsen, stop laughing! Oh my god...)" Lukas pinched the bridge of his nose and threw the book that she assaulted him with, and let it collide nosily on the ground.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Only moments after, a loud scratching noise horribly sang back. It made Tori jump slightly, eyeing where the sound was coming from nervously. Tori imagined long, slender fingers menacingly ranking its claws against the walls to produce the sound of nails on a chalkboard. The two teenagers both fell silent, Tori's laughter and Lukas' annoyance quickly put on hold. They stared the cased opening- the only way in and out from the room- with almost bewildered looks.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(I'm not going insane right? You heard that Tori, right?)"
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Yeah... I did,)" Tori said before quieting down, hearing distant moaning and groaning that was deep and hoarse. Like it was in immense pain. They could hear multiple heavy, drawn-out steps from just down the hall. "(...I'm gonna check out who it is-)"
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Are you crazy?! For all we know they-)" Lukas whisper-shouted, before Tori hushed him. The sound of tapping from dress shoes and brisk walking contrasted with the slow, heavy ones they heard earlier. They saw a group of adults pass their door, not sparing a glance to Tori and Lukas as they warily shifted themselves to the back of the room. "(The social workers..?)" Lukas questioned lowly, letting Tori curtly nod to confirm his suspicions.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Hey! You three, what are you doing, dressed all filthy? And what is that smell?)" An older, feminine voice yelled out sternly. What responded back was vicious hissing and snapping, the sounds the unfriendly dog's would make every time you'd pass by. Tori could hear the workers whisper to each other in shaky tones, but she assumed they were standing their ground.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀From there, her mind was completely off from what was right outside and went to work. Tori looked around the room hastily trying to find something to defend themselves with to no avail. Stupid safety precautions. She looked towards Lukas, who was listening and staring at the doorway with wide eyes as if he expected a monster to leap out.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Is there anything we could use as a weapon?)" Tori hurriedly asked Lukas, who took a moment to snap out of his daze to respond.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(J-Jamie's steel toe boots. He's been hiding them from the workers, and there his father's before you know...)" Lukas replied hesitantly before abruptly flinching like a jumpy and frightened feline. The sound of figures skidding towards something and a social worker's piercing cry silenced them both. Tori took a deep breath, trying to settle her own nerves before going to the next bunk bed over. She dropped to her knees and started searching for the boots. They weren't hard to spot, as they stood in the darkest corner under the bottom bunk.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori quickly swiped them up and slipped off her running shoes in favor of putting on the hard duty steel toe boots. What the hell was she gonna do with steel boots? Kick their enemies to death? She didn't know, but it was better than nothing. There was more crying from other people, yelling, kids and adults running everywhere. The commotion was instant like a flash of lightning. Tori hadn't appreciated how peaceful it was just moments ago, with the high-pitched laughter from younger children playing among themselves, and the light chatter from workers while Lukas and herself talked to each other in their own little bubble. Now, everything was just chaos. A man from outside made eye contact with the two and shouted at them before running, pushing away a green and pale figure that was in their way. His shouting wouldn't help Tori in the slightest, though. "KJØRE! KJØRE!" (Run! Run!)

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Lukas didn't hesitate to up and leave at that, abandoning his precious books that apparently weren't precious enough for him to give up his life. Only when he saw the horrifying scene steps away from the cased opening did he shakily run back into the room. His eyes traveling to Tori before snapping his gaze back at the door.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori saw the blood flow and spread on the marble flooring like a lazy, running river. It was dark red and glistened under the buildings yellow, fluorescent lights. Chunks of muscle and tissue splattered around the mangled body. She could only see to the woman's disfigured chest from where she was, and just from that glance made her sick. What made her tense up was the monster on top of her, doing all this to the woman. It's skin, so wrinkly and loose that Tori felt like it could just peel off right then and there. Abnormally long and bony fingers, with nails as sharp as it's yellow, canine-like teeth. Its eyes that were all white, it's pupils rolled into the back of its head. Deformed, twisting, gut-wrenching. You could tell it was human, but it held no humanity. It was barely human. It was sloppy, with no respect or concept of it as it gorily stuffed flesh into its mouth.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Nope. No way in hell was she dying by that thing's hands. She wasn't gonna die in this forsaken orphanage. If Tori was fulfilling that plan in running away from the orphanage, right now would be a good time.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The genius brain of hers clicked when it saw the awning window. Ah! An escape route!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori ran towards the window, fiddling with the latch on it before it slid open with a soft click. She pushed on the window with her might, with the drive to escape the room and avoid the orphanage like the plague once and for all. Pushing the stiff window outward, she was stopped mid-way through the job when Lukas started to hurry her in a quiet, begging tone that made her tense up at.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Please, please, please, Tori, hurry up,)" Lukas desperately said in a quiet voice, rocking Tori gently by the shoulders as he looked behind them in a paranoid manner. Tori glanced behind her to see the zombie kick away the mangled body under it, not interested in the carcass anymore. It was all on fours, as it crawled towards them, bringing closer the suffocating and metallic smell of blood with it. Tori pushing, thrusting her hands against it one last time to make the window jut out all the way. The teenager started to climb out, placing one foot on the window stool while the other went through the gap. Tori slipped out, her body colliding with the hard ground with an audible thud.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀She whimpered at the sudden and sharp pain on her right side. While she cautiously stood up from the floor, Tori lightly rubbed her side with her arm. Even though her body ached like an old person's bones, she was glad and lucky that nothing broke. With a quick sigh of relief, Tori started to run away from the building now that she was out. But she was quickly stopped by the shouting of her name,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Tori, Tori, Tori, TORI!)" Lukas called out her name in a terrifying tone, making her whip around as her eyes gazed up at the window. What she saw was Lukas, holding onto the window for dear life as the lime-headed creature attacked Lukas from behind, clawing at the pale boy with its talons and trying to pry it's prey away from the window. Before Tori could even react, the jutted window slammed into its frame, catching Luka's fingers and making him let go. His expression, characterized in uncontrollable fear and panic before being viciously pulled down by the monster, out of Tori's line of vision. Seeing what that thing did to that worker... Tori didn't want to know what it was doing to him. She knew one thing though,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Lukas was a goner. There wasn't a shred of doubt in her mind about that.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Something felt morally wrong as she continued to run away without a glance back. Sickness twisted and turned in her gut as the taste of bile coaxed the back of her throat. She heard Lukas yell and scream in pain as the zombie sloppily tore into him. Horrifying, it was. Tori trembled at the thought of Lukas. She wanted to sprint back, break open the window and heave the thing off Lukas. Then, drag him with her and they'll both survive together. But Tori knew it wasn't gonna happen unless she wanted herself dead. She couldn't play hero now.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀So Tori focused on the heavy and rapid steps she took. The stolen boot's slapping against the concrete sidewalk as they treaded over the edge of the grassy ground. Her lungs, not ready for the next breath after she exhaled, and the pounding of her heart that drummed in her ears. Without much thought, Tori feverishly avoided the open street that was occupied by small clutches that held replicas of the monster from before. She backed up, changing her plan at the change of a dime when seeing the packs, and headed to the back of the church that resided next to the orphanage.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The church was affiliated with the orphanage, and Tori had fond memories of her and the other orphans playing games like hide n' seek. She remembered her younger self, searching and twisting around the pews as if it was a maze that she needed to escape from. Pretending not to see hiding kids, and then scaring them from behind to see their surprised reactions always made Tori laugh. It was fun until they all got older and accidentally broke one of the stained glass windows. Tori and the others got kicked out for eternity, but they sneak in often than not while the priest and nuns weren't there.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀When they broke that window, one of their many punishments over that unbearably hot summer was to fix the neglected garden in the back. They busted their asses under the glaring and hissing sun to bring that garden into good shape, but that's not the point. The church had a small and kind of depressing shed with gardening tools and the like hooked onto the walls. You could probably see where Tori was going with this.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Pulling the shed door open with a mighty swing, its hinges eerily creaked behind her as she passed the threshold. Tori rifled through the items hooked up on the walls of the dark shed; running her fingers lightly over sharp tips before setting them back on the hooks. The tools that she remembered they had from last summer were all here collecting dust. Rakes, trowels, planters, a pair of hedge shears, and Tori could make out the shape of a gardening hoe in the back (Tori snorted a bit at that). Of course, this stupid church shed wouldn't have anything weapon worthy, but she did know they had a shovel. They had forbidden the punished kids to use it because one of them threatened to wack the other with it. Those were good times.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It was relatively easy to find the shovel, seeing that it was leaning against the wall at the very back. Tori picked it up and held it by its shaft, weighing it in her hands. It was heavy enough for her to swing and knock someone with, but it was light enough to not slow her down. If she just pretended it was a bat and swung it like one with loads of force, Tori felt like she could knock one of those green, skin-peeling creatures dead. It was a decent weapon in her opinion, but some would call her crazy. Maybe she got the end of the stick, with useless steel toe boots that could probably do as much as hurt her own feet, and a shovel (that was admittedly, the best thing she had at the moment.) But, it was better having something than nothing. She couldn't rely on the damn shovel forever, though.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(What [retracted] supplies I got,)" Tori murmured harshly to no one as she briskly walked out of the shed to an abrupt stop, heart racing at the sight of three figures dressed as nuns, their stances unusually slump instead of their trained uptight poses. They all resembled one of those things now, with wrinkly green skin and all white eyes, their jaws wide open with drool coaxing their lower jaws. Disgusting, those things were definitely not nuns now. Were people getting infected by these things?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori really didn't know what in the world was happening, now that she thought about.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Her grip on the shovel tightened as she dashed away from the group, hoping they had a slow reaction time to give herself the head start. She could hear them dragging themselves forward in a haste to grab onto her. The spitty hiss' they made with their decaying yellow teeth resembled the hiss of a rattlesnake as they tried to snap at Tori ends. A zombie thrust itself onto Tori's back, forcefully pushing her down. She felt it's hot breath fan against her neck, making Tori shiver in absolute disgust. The orphan girl twisted herself around, holding the shovel to shield herself as the infected nun started to dumbly snap at the shovel. Seeing the other two nuns closing in from behind, Tori tried to pull away to have her fingernails sink into the flesh of the zombie. Repulsed by the sight of flesh and skin peeling off to reveal bone, Tori rapidly kicked it in its stomach, a degrading substance clung onto her boots and splattered over her baggy pants. She grimaced, covering her mouth as stabbed the zombie in the throat with the blade of her shovel, using her weapon almost like a hook to hurl the thing off her.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Stumbling onto her own feet, she stepped back and planted her back foot into the ground. Raising her shovel to her shoulder, Tori swung it at the accompanying Walker's head. A sickening crack rung in her ears as it toppled over, with its head dented in and decaying substance oozing out as it lay unconscious. That's when Tori ran, making a beeline for the forest that resided behind the church. It was a place she was familiar with, a place where she could stay for hours if the workers didn't find her every time she'd escape from the orphanage.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori lifted her face, letting the light passing through the tree's leaves dapple her skin. Shadows stretch over her figure as the girl continued further into the forest. She wearily looked around her, her knuckles turning white as her grip on her shovel tightened. The stench of rotting flesh and blood that clung onto her clothes. Rancid, the smell was. It was like coagulating soup that wasted at the bottom of a trash can. Honest to god, it also smelled like a cat had pissed on her. Gross.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀She let herself pass through the maze of trees, soon realizing that she hadn't been this deep into the forest before. Tori kept going through, keeping her shovel right next to her until she cut through the forest, reaching the end of the forest. Looking out, she saw a town nestled near the coast. Beautiful mountains towered over the town's bright colored houses. Tori let her feet carry her to the town as she wearily passed through. Nothing disturbed her as she stepped through the streets of Ostwall. That was the name judging by the signs at least. For such a beautiful town, it seemed abandoned. Maybe it was her luck. Tori walked to the docks, empty of any boats or sails. She assumed that those people had seen those monsters, and taken off to the sea. Smart.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The heels of her boots dug into the gravel and were kicked behind her as Tori went to stand on the dock. The wood creaked under her as she stopped walking mid-way on deck. She looked at the mountains that Norway was known for from the distance as the sky pitched into a dark blue. Sea froth was carried with the small, crashing wave as it lapped against the shore. The smell of fresh cod filled her nose.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀She looked behind her one last time, glad to see nothing stalking towards her. Tori wedged her shovel into the gaps of the wood, letting it stand by itself. It was quiet, almost peaceful if Tori wasn't shaken up. It was an abrupt change from the chaos that ensued not moments ago. Those things travel, they must've been everywhere by now. It won't be long until this place becomes just another feasting ground for those brain-eating creatures.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Her hand's clenched into fists as she thought back to the damage those things have done. Have they hurt the other children as they have with Lukas? Did everyone she remotely cared about die? Why didn't that adult save her and Lukas when he had the chance? Why didn't she save Lukas? Pain and anger churned within, hungry to point the emotions she felt on something and to blame. The pressure to do this alone weighed on her shoulders. There were many times where she felt alone, but that was something Tori hadn't felt in a while. She didn't need to, not when she had the people in the orphanage at her side. Even if she wasn't very well-liked there, they were family. Her only family.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Tori's walls started to weaken and crumble. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes and fall from her chin, drenching her clothes. Perhaps they'd mask the smell of rotten flesh and wash off the grime and blood. Her nails dug into the palms of her nails as Tori quickly rubbed her eyes dry with her sleeve. But the unwanted tears just came back. Tori tried to calm herself down by taking deep breaths, but she just started to hiccup and choke on the saltiness of her tears.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Those monsters just had to ruin it all, didn't they?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"(Dammit...! I told myself I wouldn't cry.)"

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀She kept rubbing her eyes dry until her skin became red from the roughness of the cloth.

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MISCELLANEOUS.
» the group is in perfect condition. they now have 01 post left of fasting.

PATROLS.
» NIKOLAI HERRICKER and his groupies, patrolling their domain's borders for almost an hour and a half, have managed to complete the patrol without any zombie encounters. although they did not encounter any zombies, they do, in fact, stumble across a lone survivor hidden among a mound of debris in their domain. they seem to be trapped there, lucky to have not been caught by any walkers. should they all attempt free them or is it not worth the trouble, even if they are wailing out for their help?

» as much as NIKOLAI HERRICKER and his group look, practically digging beneath the dirt, they are unable to find any items whatsoever after a long time of searching. it may seem like luck isn't on their side, but thankfully, there has been no zombie encounters and they've been left unscathed. however, on the way back, they encounter a lone survivor lurking in the shadows, they x1 knife in hand and jump out when the group was unaware. should they be chased off or maybe they could convince them to band with them?

» at first, the hunt started off fine. NIKOLAI HERRICKER and TRISTAN LEMLOCK both catch x2 small fish from a nearby stream in their domain. BANE hasn't managed to help much with their hunting. everything is calm until they're halfway back to their base, when a single walker comes charging out from the brush. the zombie has managed to claw open TRISTAN's flesh before it had been subdued and shredded apart by the kangal. even though it was a minor attack, he will need bandages to heal his open wound. thankfully, they haven't lost their kills as they retreat.

» ERIS WELSCH has somehow managed to stumble upon an old, abandoned building only a little distance away from out of their domain's land. although not the brightest decision, she decides to see if it has anything that the group desperately needs. upon entering, she is quick to notice the place has already been ransacked by either zombies or other people. though she does have some luck and comes out with x1 sponge from out of the building's restroom. it may not be much but at least its something, right?
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[salvation.]

ʟᴜɴᴀᴛɪᴄs ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛs? ᴏᴏʜ ᴍʏ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ.

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xxbefore the apocalypse they were normal people doing
xxnormal things. but when the disease broke out and
xxthe dead started ruling the world it was enough to
xxmake these people act out.
xxthey're a rag tag group of people from all walks of life
xxhoping to get by and survive whatever this is. their
xxname was given to them by people who ran into them
xxthey act on impulse and stare into the face of death
xxwith a straight face. people called them clowns and
xxcrazy and they accepted it. their group has no real
xxstructure to it but they do have a leader and roles
xxto take care of. although their name and the stories
xxtold about them make them out to be ruthless lunatics,
xxwhen they're really just a close family of strangers.
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xxmay this be my starter x and can she have a wooden
xxbaseball bat?
xxi'd prefer if you gave me images! thanks!
xxgame level: 2
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xxthe people apart of the clowns are very much wild cards
xxthey act mostly on impulse and carry a very 'my way or
xxthe highway' attitude with them. this sometimes can get
xxthem into trouble. they rarely fight and try to avoid
xxproblems as much as they can. they clearly rely more on
xxscavenging than hunting. other than that they carry a very
xxcalm and happy aura which can be seen as unsettling to
xxmost.
xxtheir calling card is a smiley face (very fitting) and they
xxleave it at the places they clear out. some of them wear
xxclown makeup to scare unwanted strangers away. its
xxalmost like battle makeup to them.
xxranks:
xxringleader: the leader
xxnumber two: the ringleader couldn't think of a clever name
xxso she stuck with number two. they are her right hand man
xxor woman.
xxstrike force: composed of the brute force of the clowns,
xxthey mostly clear out areas of zombies. they are also the
xxmilitary force.
xxmedics: healers
xxthe vultures: these people scavenge for supplies where
xxever they can find it
xxthe hounds: these people hunt for animals/any crops
xxlittle ones: the trainees, they are learning to take up a role
xxmothers: women with children or are expecting kids
xxtiny ones: children that are too young to be trainees
xxold ones: people that are too old to face the dead
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[tēorian]

The apocalypse takes people young, it’s a lesson Delyth Coulnor would never forget.

The school provided to be a somewhat safe place to live in but everywhere you go
you’re reminded of the students who you
haven’t seen since the disaster.
Either way, the Institute lives in an abandoned school.
Compared to most schools, the academy is rather large- formerly a
prestigious boarding school for the rich- with a lot of halls and class
rooms, plenty of places to run and hide in the event of an invasion.
The School is also rather isolated. The only
people nereby is the village where the students and teachers often
rented a place. The village is also home to some commoners but it’s
mainly seen as a part of campus, if we’re being honest.

The school has absolutely horrible reputation. Academically, it’s one
of the best schools there is but the personality of the students...
It’s safe to assume people still hold a grudge about the rich who could
have prevented this. Some even say that the school was the starting ground
of it all, subliminal messaging students with plenty of cash to destroy the
world. Obviously a load of lies, the school was just elitist not evil. It’s safe
to assume the rumours continue to circulate even after the fallout.

The house system? Every member of the Institute is assigned a house
which will dictate what job they will fulfill in the colony.
Sazuido or ‘Yellow House’ is the smallest of all
houses, only fitting in healers and a few exceptions to the other houses
including those who wield long range weapons. Yellow specialises in hunting
or defending using long range weapons and healing.
Vrairenth or ‘Red House’ is one of the two biggest
houses. It’s much stricter compared to the other houses and mainly relies
on physical strength or animals to tear down their opponents. They mainly
are good for attacking.
Acruiles or ‘Blue House’ is quite a big house. It’s known
for it’s speed and prowess in academics, being the strategy to the other houses.
Acruiles is also well-known for beings the hunters of The Institute.
Nesia or ‘Green House’ is the house that is mainly used
for those who don’t fit into any other categories. Formerly a house known to
excel in all areas, it’s now only the temporary house of children and retired.
It’s main members are the leader and her Vice Principal.

So in summary;
Nesia - Head Teacher, Vice Principal, Children, Retired
Sazuido - Medic, Not many Hunters - Head Boy/Girl
Vrairenth - Soldiers - Head Girl
Acruiles - Hunters - Head Boy

note; due to the nature of the group, can teenagers be the most common people?

Requesting this as my founder. She’s bring along her trusty staffy for the ride!

[chaotic creativity]

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(( survivors ;; three )) (( companions ;; three )) (( servings needed ;; three & three quarter servings )) (( next request ;; now - may twenty-fifth )) (( camp strength ;; zero ))
(( males ;; one )) (( females ;; two )) (( trial mod ;; panzram ))

(( ✏︎ "bandages! score!" bridgit cried, pumping her fist into the air as she opened her satchel. she stuffed the two rolls of bandages into it, happy to have them as she knew injury could happen at any time. alexandria chuckled and rooted through the bush one last time before turning around. she'd calmed down her advances on cameron, so bridgit had realized that alexandria could possibly become one of her best friends. she wasn't sure, though. if she even looked wrong at cameron, bridgit was likely to shove her into a swarming mass of sprinters. bridgit was horrified that she thought that way, but she remembered how protective she had been before the apocalypse had started. no one wanted to mess with her because she'd shoved a girl down the stairs after she'd taped a "kick me" sign to bridgit's back as a friendly joke. it resulted in an ambulance having to be called because she girl shattered her femur, and bridgit was suspended for a week.

alexandria chuckled as she led bridgit by the hand back to richter, knowing that her lead stallion rider occasionally fell deep into thought like this. bridgit shook her head to clear her thoughts before mounting richter and reaching down to help alexandria up. she clucked, squeezing against richter's sides with her knees, and the stallion took off in a gallop. alexandria whooped with joy, throwing her hands in the air as her short hair rippled in the wind. bridgit grinned maniacally before steering richter onto the beach. sand billowed in clouds around the horse's hooves, but bridgit loved seeing the ocean splash against the shore as she raced by. she pulled back on the reins, and richter dug his hooves into the ever-shifting sand and let out a whinny. bridgit expertly slid out of the saddle before helping alexandria off. the red haired girl gave her leader an odd look, but laughed when she realized what bridgit was planning.

without warning, bridgit took off into the water. alexandria raced after her, only to stop short. she coughed and spluttered as the terrible taste of the salt water flooded her tongue. bridgit was already swimming through the crashing waves like a pro, and alexandria grew jealous. she dove in once more, this time keeping her mouth firmly shut. she joined bridgit, riding the waves back to shore just to rush back out to catch another one. what must have been hours passed by, and bridgit soon collapsed on the beach. she panted heavily, joy radiating off her in waves. she hadn't had this much fun since the apocalypse started, and she realized maybe the world would turn out okay. alexandria joined bridgit in the sand as the sun sank below the horizon in a beautiful shower of colors. that singular sight set bridgit on edge, causing her to leap up and get into richter's saddle. "we've got to go! i told cameron to chain the doors back up at sundown!" she cried, and alexandria struggled into the saddle.

richter flew like the wind across the beach, the girls bouncing in the saddle atop his back. bridgit kept her head low, running her free hand across richter's black-and-white neck as the stallion reared to a stop in front of the doors. cameron stood there, waiting, and gave bridgit a questioning look as he noticed her dripping wet hair. once he noticed alexandria's wet clothes, he smiled. he realized the girls had gone for a swim, and he took richter's reins. he'd already set out fresh water and hay for winnifred and donkey, so bridgit knew there was some waiting for richter. she reached into the supply closet and tossed a towel to alexandria before taking one for herself. she patted down her hair and changed into a dry set of clothes. she lay down on cameron's bed, waiting for him to come in so she could show him the bandages she'd found.

when cameron finally entered the bunk room, she held out two rolls of bandages. his eyes brightened and he knocked bridgit onto her back. "you're spectacular," he whispered as he pressed his nose into her hair. the smell of salt wafted off it in waves, and cameron sighed happily. any kid raised in savannah found the smell of saltwater to be comforting, and bridgit chuckled as she felt his fingers trace lazy circles on her neck. suddenly, she shrieked as he found her tickle spot. she bucked until cameron shoved her off the bed. she landed with a heavy thunk and cameron looked down at her sheepishly. "sorry," he murmured with a grin plastered across his face. bridgit reached up and grabbed the collar of his shirt and dragged him into the floor with her, making sure he hit his head when he landed as well.

bridgit shrieked with delight as cameron tickled her again, her body jumping and jerking as if she was having a seizure. cameron laughed as bridgit rolled under the bed to get away from him. she peered out at him from where he couldn't reach her, and he just shrugged. "i'll stop if you want me to, babe," he announced, and bridgit nodded eagerly. she shimmied out from under the bed, and cameron helped her onto her feet. he laid down on his bunk, and bridgit laid down beside him. he wrapped his arms protectively around her, and soon they were both breathing deeply. the moon continued to rise as the two slept soundly, and alexandria lay in her bunk in the next room. she lay there wishing for someone to come and sweep her off her feet and distract her as cameron did for bridgit.

- - -

cameron and alexandria crept through the abandoned superstore, eyes narrowed as they searched for undead or survivors. alexandria jumped when an empty can fell off a shelf, right into cameron's arms. she blushed as she looked up at him, but he pushed her away quickly. he glared at her, and she stared at the floor. she shouldn't have blushed, but he was just so handsome. she knew he belonged to bridgit, but she wanted him. her heart ached as she watched him shift through piles of empty cans, but she looked away quickly when he turned around to look at her. her heart hammered against her chest and her breath came in short gasps, but she couldn't let cameron know how serious her crush on him was.

another can fell off a shelf, and alexandria jumped again. cameron peered through the darkness, only to be met with bloodshot blue eyes. he screamed, falling backwards over a pile of blankets. he landed hard on his behind, and alexandria shrieked when the sprinter rounded the corner. it took quick, hobbling steps as drool dripped from its cracked lips. she turned to run, but suddenly the sprinter was in front of her. her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she fainted, landing with a crack as her head crunched against the tile floor. the sprinter flung itself onto alexandria's body, happily biting her waist. as soon as it started, it ended. cameron punched the beast, sending it sprawling against a shelf. he stepped on it, and the crunch satisfied his need for blood.

he rushed to alexandria's side, grateful to see her not turned. she was bleeding from her side, and that reminded cameron of the bandages back at the stables. he gathered her in his arms before running. it was slow progress, as cameron had to stop constantly, but the eventually made it back to the stables. bridgit, having spotted them a while ago, flung the stable doors open and ushered the two inside. she closed and chained the doors back together as she rushed to the supply closet. she grabbed a roll of bandages and ran to alexandria's bed, pulling her shirt up so that she could bandage the wound. the injured girl whimpered in her pain-filled stupor, thrashing when bridgit splashed water on the bite.

after alexandria was asleep, and cameron had showered, bridgit ran to him. "you saved her! thank you!" bridgit cried as she hugged cameron, but he pushed her away. bridgit looked up at him with hurt flashing in her eyes, but cameron just shook his head. he pressed a finger to his lips as he led her to his bunk. he sat down and patted the empty bed beside him. bridgit unwillingly sat down, anxious to know why cameron had pushed her away. 'he still loves me, right?' she thought, suddenly terrified that he had developed feelings for alexandria.

"it was my fault she got injured. i fell over and couldn't stop the sprinter," cameron admitted, placing his head in his hands as tears dropped from his eyes. bridgit's heart swelled as she remembered how compassionate he was.

"you carried her all the way here, cameron," bridgit reminded him, but cameron laid down. deciding he didn't want to be bothered, bridgit climbed the ladder and laid down in her own bunk. she listened as cameron's ragged breathing slowed and deepened until she was sure he was asleep. after she was positive, she let herself be claimed by the darkness that was calling her name.

- - -

"reaper! run!" bridgit shrieked as the undead crawled out from the hole it was hiding in. she rushed to richter's side, but the monster grabbed cameron's wrist and yanked him to the ground. it fell onto him, delighted in its prey, but richter reared. with a well-aimed strike of his rear hooves, the beast went flying and didn't get up once it landed. cameron lay on the ground moaning, his shoulder obviously injured. bridgit shrieked as she dropped beside him. she pulled the bandages out of her satchel and ripped his shirt away from the wound. she splashed water out of her bottle and quickly wrapped his shoulder.

she led him slowly to richter's side and helped him into the saddle. she spanked richter's flank, and the stallion took off in the direction of home. bridgit slowly walked over to the dead reaper and kicked it once for good measure. no reaper would take cameron from her. with that, she went back to the stables to make sure alexandria and cameron would be doing okay.

- - -

bridgit eyed cameron's shoulder warily as he tried to tell her he was fine. with an unsteady sigh, she agreed to let him join alexandria on a scavenging mission and then on a regular patrol with her. her entire body itched with anticipation as she waited for alexandria to come back and say cameron had turned or was simply gone. as she thought, she rubbed her belly slowly. she wasn't sure yet, but she wanted one so badly that she was sure her body was probably just faking it. with that thought, she decided she would propose to cameron soon. with determination set on her face, she went to check on richter. ❖ ))

(( new members ;; ➵ none.

hunting ;; ➵ bridgit, riding richter, and alexandria hunt. level one.

patrols ;; ➵ bridgit, riding richter, and cameron patrol. level one.

scavenging ;; ➵ cameron and alexandria scavenge. level one.

medicine searching ;; ➵ none.

marriages ;; ➵ none.

births ;; ➵ none.

new ranks ;; ➵ none.

training ;; ➵ none.

item usages ;; ➵ x1 bandages is used to heal cameron.
➵ x1 bandages is used to heal alexandria.

consumes ;; ➵ the ruin riders fast. (four/five)

deaths ;; ➵ none.

requests ;; ➵ bridgit requests a foal whisperer.

age factors ;; ➵ everyone over ten and all animals age up by three months. everyone under ten ages up by one year.

notes for mod ;; ➵ we can only request humans, right? because if we can request animals, i'm totally doing that next time. ))

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lead stallion rider:
(( bridgit ;; female ;; nineteen years, three months ;; x ))

lead mare rider:
(( name ;; gender ;; x years, x months ;; [url=x]x[/url] ))

foal whisperer:
(( name ;; gender ;; x years, x months ;; [url=x]x[/url] ))

steel riders:
(( cameron ;; male ;; eighteen years, nine months ;; x ))

swift riders:
(( alexandria ;; female ;; nineteen years, three months ;; x ))

soft riders:
(( name ;; gender ;; x years, x months ;; [url=x]x[/url] ))

mares:
(( name ;; gender ;; x years, x months ;; [url=x]x[/url] ))

foals:
(( name ;; gender ;; x years, x months ;; [url=x]x[/url] ))

retirees:
(( name ;; gender ;; x years, x months ;; [url=x]x[/url] ))

borders:
(( north ;; group ;; user ))
(( east ;; group ;; user ))
(( south ;; group ;; user ))
(( west ;; group ;; user ))

allies:
(( group ;; user ))

enemies:
(( group ;; user ))

food store:
(( small fish ;; one serving ;; zero ))
(( rabbit ;; two servings ;; zero ))
(( goat ;; three servings ;; one ))
(( large fish ;; four servings ;; zero ))
(( fawn ;; five servings ;; zero ))
(( deer ;; six servings ;; zero ))
(( apples ;; two servings ;; zero ))
(( tomatoes ;; two servings ;; zero ))
(( peaches ;; three servings ;; zero ))
(( potatoes ;; three servings ;; zero ))
(( canned fruit ;; two servings ;; zero ))
(( canned soup ;; three servings ;; zero ))

item store:
(( bandages ;; two )) [ - 2 ]

companions:
(( richter ;; stallion ;; four years, one month ;; horse ;; bred zero times ;; x
↪︎ lead stallion ;; belongs to bridgit ))
(( winnifred ;; female ;; two years, ten months ;; cow ;; bred zero times ;; x
↪︎ member of the herd ;; hasn't bonded yet ))
(( donkey ;; male ;; four years, nine months ;; donkey ;; bred zero times ;; x
↪︎ member of the herd ;; hasn't bonded yet ))

mentors:
(( rider ;; soft rider ;; no. of training sessions ))

families:
(( man ;; woman ;; children ))

deceased:
(( name ;; cause of death))

font credit.

[panzram]

𝖳𝖱𝖨𝖠𝖫xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 𝖱𝖤𝖯𝖫𝖨𝖤𝖲 !
weather report → it is currently spring! cool + warm breeze
groups → I. ruin riders II. haven
notes → i’m so excited to be your trial mod!! <33
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THE RUIN RIDERS
hunting: bridgit, riding richter, and alexandria hunt.
patrols: bridgit, riding richter, and cameron patrol.
scavenging: cameron and alexandria scavenge.
requests: bridgit requests a foal whisperer.


○ the ruin riders do not starve.
○ bridgit’s request is answered: a foal whisperer is sent to the ruin riders.
○ on bridgit’s hunting patrol, they catch x1 rabbit. they encounter no undead.
○ on bridgit’s patrol, they come across an alpaca! what a lucky find. they encounter no undead.
○ on cameron’s scavenging patrol, they find x1 wood in an abandoned house. on the way back, they encounter a survivor crouching behind a broken-down truck. will they take them in, or leave them to fend for themselves? they encounter no undead.

○ mod notes: nope, you can only request people! but the rolls this time were great! so hopefully things will begin to get better for the ruin riders!

[inky.]

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Weather: Spring
Groups: Wallace - mellifluous, [lvl 2]
Notes: Super excited to be your mod :D lemme know if you need anything specific!
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► hanna finds x1 canned fish while scavenging

► banjo seems to have picked up a scent. it leads them to a young woman who seems to be uneasy and alone. will they accept her into the group, or keep moving?

► while on their way back, they run into a nurse


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[faerie;]

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people 01xxxxxanimals 01xxxxxservings 3.25xxxxxnext request herexxxxxcamp strength: 00
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rudy unofficially founds the community of fernsilk
rudy prays for a doctor
rudy goes out to hunt, patrol and scavenge what she can

captain
rudy anne dwyer | female | sixteen | x

lieutenant
name | gender | age

doctor
name | gender | age

soldiers
name | gender | age
name | gender | age

hunters
name | gender | age
name | gender | age

trainees
name | gender | age
name | gender | age

mothers
name | gender | age
name | gender | age

children
name | gender | age
name | gender | age

elder
name | gender | age
name | gender | age

ally groups
group name | username
group name | username

enemy groups
group name | username
group name | username

border groups
north | group name | username
east | group name | username
south | group name | username
west | group name | username

food storage
small fish (x1) | 00 amount | 00 servings
rabbit (x2) | 00 amount | 00 servings
chicken (x2) | 00 amount | 00 servings
large fish (x4) | 00 amount | 00 servings
tomato (x2) | 00 amount | 00 servings
cucumber (x2) | 00 amount | 00 servings
potato (x3) | 00 amount | 00 servings

item storage
item name | amount |
item name | amount |

pets
allen | male | 6y | goldendoodle | 0 breedings | looks
name | gender | age | breed | # of times bred | [url=link]looks[/url]

mentors
mentor | apprentice | no. of training sessions
mentor | apprentice | no. of training sessions

deceased
name | cause of death
name | cause of death

family
name and name | kids
name and name | kids

[Katrione]

Number of People: 01 | Females: 01 | Males: 00
Number of Animals: 01 | Females: 01 | Males: 00
Servings Needed: 3 + 1/4
Next Request: 2 posts
Camp Strength: 00

--camp is attacked by tier ones
--john is killed
--group is forced to continue on
--amanda is picked off by a tier one zombie
--amber is found dead in the morning, britney suspects bryan
--britney, bryan, nick and claire are the last survivors from the camping trip
--the group suspects they'll reach seattle within the month

[ John and Amanda are killed by tier one zombies ]
[ Amber is found dead in her tent ]
[ Britney goes hunting and patrolling with Druie ]
[ Britney goes scavenging with Druie ]

Captain
Britney Reddick | Female | 17 years, 3 months | ♡

Lieutenant
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Medic
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Soldiers
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Hunters
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Trainees
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Mothers
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Children
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Elder
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]
Name | Gender | Age | [url=link]♡[/url]

Ally Groups
Group Name | Username
Group Name | Username

Enemy Groups
Group Name | Username
Group Name | Username

Border Groups
North | Group Name | Username
East | Group Name | Username
South | Group Name | Username
West | Group Name | Username

Food Storage
Squirrel | 00 amount | 01 serving
Rabbit | 00 amount | 02 serving
Orange | 01 amount | 02 servings
Potatoes | 00 amount | 03 servings
Canned Soup | 00 amount | 03 servings
Boxed Pasta | 00 amount | 03 servings
Large Bag of Rice | 00 amount | 05 servings
Deer | 00 amount | 06 servings

Item Storage
Item Name | amount |
Item Name | amount |

Pets
Druie | Female | 1 year, 3 months | Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever | 0 | ♡
Name | Gender | Age | Breed | # of times bred | [url=link]Looks[/url]

Mentors
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions
Mentor | Apprentice | No. of training sessions

Deceased
Name | Cause of Death
Name | Cause of Death

Family
Name and Name | Kids
Name and Name | Kids

[amethyst14]

An unfriendly group that doesn't take kindly to strangers. Only allowing people to join if there is a job to be filled, other than that they need to go elsewhere or they will be killed. It is the way of life out here, at least for this group. Sometimes jobs will no longer be needed and people are force out. There is no need for the unnecessary. The opposite can be true as well, jobs can be opened up when there becomes a need and people that can fill those jobs are sought after and welcomed. Mothers and children will never be turned away and will be allowed into the oasis, however if they cant fill a job spot later on they will be cased out.

Jobs

President: They keep things running smoothly in the oasis. They open up jobs and close the jobs when it is needed.

Vice President: The president doesn't have the time to deal with the small stuff and it is the vp's main job to keep fights out of the oasis. The vp often overlooks patrol groups and reports the events to the president.

Doctor: The main medic(s) in the oasis. They look after the people that are sick and/or injured, almost never leaving the grounds.

Nurses: There will be a head nurse that is trained by the doctor to take their place when the time comes or to take the opening if there will ever be one. The head nurse will train other nurses and along with them they are the ones to go out and search for the needed supplies. They rarely care for the injured but do know the basics.

Class H.: Responsible for hunting food.

Class E.: The explores, they scavenge new sites and expand the area the oasis controls.

Class W.: Mainly the fighters of the group, though everyone knows the basics. People in Class W are solely there to protect the people, weather it be patrols or inside the walls.

Unskilled: The apprentices, people need to learn skills here. It is very rare for there to be unskilled people above the age of 18 as children start their learning at the age of 12 in the oasis.

Mothers and Infants: Mothers are excused from their jobs till their children reach the age of 6. After that they must return to their work or risk getting kicked out of the group.

Children: Children are left in the camp and usually watched by anyone around until they turn 12, when they begin their training.

Elderly: The oasis never let the elderly enter, however, people that have worked and lived in the oasis can retire.

The president will add more jobs later on as the group grows if it is necessary. Please use this for descriptions of my people, it is the "look guide" on the front.

I don't mind the appearance of the president, however can I start with a horse? If not I would like to start with a sword.