Run... Or else! (Zombie RP. Accepting)

[ChairfaceChippendale]

Username: Maitresse De La Mort
Name: Desdemona, or Des
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Basic Description:
She never takes off her mask for anyone.
Personality: Desdemona is quiet, and mainly keeps to herself to avoid being hurt. She can be very violent at times and tends to talk to herself more than anyone else.
Weapon(s): Two hatchets
Crush: None yet
Anything Else: None

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Thanks for joining! We can start when one more person joins.

[ChairfaceChippendale]

((Thank you!))

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Bump!

[ChairfaceChippendale]

((Edited my form a bit, so her weapons are two hatchets, not a spear :3))

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((we can start now))

Jaeda hurriedly packed a backpack full of essential supplies after she watched the news. She decided it was safter to go out and try to get to a safety camp instead of staying in her house. The zombies could break in and corner her. She also brought a pocket knife and her archery gear just in case.

[ChairfaceChippendale]

Desdemona couldn't help but smile as she heard the news. "Zombies?" she muttered, shaking her head. "You've got to be kidding." She was still worried. What if it wasn't a hoax? She grabbed her black messenger backpack and started filling it with any necessities; bandages, food, water, empty bottles, a change of clothes. She looked around her small apartment until she spotted a pair of hatchets on the wall, which she grabbed before heading out.

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Jaeda hopped onto her bike and took off. It was the fastest way to travel 575 miles to the nearest safety camp. She couldn't drive a car of course! She would run out of food and water soon. She only packed enough to last her a few days. But she didn't think that would be a problem. Most people will have abandoned shops, so she could take whatever she needed.

[ChairfaceChippendale]

Desdemona looked around the hall. It seemed to be clear. No signs of any 'zombies'. Once she was outside, she immediately regretted doubting the news. The walking dead were everywhere. Desdemona's brain ceased to function properly for a second, then she ran for her motorcycle. She jumped on and started it without a second thought, and drove in the direction of a safety camp she'd heard of.

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As soon as she left her house, she could see the effects of the virus everywhere. The zombies were pretty clumsy though, so she could easily avoid them on her bike. But the further she rode, the more zombies she began to see. Also, the sun was beginning to set. Jade checked the GPS on her phone. 8 miles today. She looked around. An abandoned shop seemed to be a good idea. She pushed open the door, and then pulled her bike in with her. She quickly bolted the door to prevent any zombies from coming in.