Apocalypse RP (always accepting!)

[Snips.]

Charlotte nodded her head at Nathan.
"Likewise." she muttered.
They couldn't stay here all night, but moving in the dark would be a very bad plan. Well... this was a park right? Maybe there would be an area where people park their cars... They could steal a car and drive away. A big car, would be good.

"Are you from around here?" Charlotte asked, glancing back at him.

[Lynxy]

Percy tied his hair back and smiled a little.

Noticing the uncomfortably look about her, Percy chuckled. "Sorry." In truth, he didn't know why he let his hair grow out past his shoulders. His ex-girlfriend liked it, though, and he supposed he hadn't ever had the time to get it cut recently. Humming slightly, he used the sleeve of his coat to clean off his pistol.

[~ mew ~]

'I'm from Montana,' Nathan said. 'But I moved to near here recently.'

[jet pack blues]

Genevieve|18|female|with Dylan, Percy, Roxas, & Luna|on the road

"I'll get second, then," I muttered, no expression showing in my voice whatsoever. I slung my rifle over my shoulder again before getting out of the truck, walking around to retrieve my gym bag. I decided to bring it inside with us, since it contained my pistol, some ammo, and food and water to last us for at the most a week or so. I listened as the older man mentioned going to a sporting goods store. "I'm going with," I said, not letting anyone get in my way of that. I desperately wanted to get my hands on a compound bow, and could definitely use a shot gun sometime soon. The girl asked for named and I shrugged, not really caring enough to figure out which one of the boys' names was Dylan. "Genevieve," I told her before walking to the small house, trying to turn the door knob. It didn't budge, as it was locked. "Hey hammer boy," I yelled, signaling that I needed help.

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Dylan debated going to the store with them or not. Sure his hammer was useful, but it wouldn't be as useful as a shotgun when the zombies started grouping together. I'm in, He stated, watching as one of the girls said her name was Genevieve. He rolled his icy optics as she called him hammer boy and walked over, slamming his hammer down against the doorknob so it fell off on both sides, making the door easy to open. Dylan knew it would be bad to have an unlocked door and was relieved he had grabbed some nails and a screwdriver when he was in the tools section.

[~ mew ~]

'Okay.' Luna followed Geneviere to the house. 'And if you get a bow, I want mine back, with the arrows. Also, why didn't you just kick the door in instead of asking Dylan for help?' she suggested. Aquila had flow back to her shoulder and was perched there. Now I just need that old man and that other boy's names, she thought, walking into the house and looking around.

((When are you people going offline to sleep?))

[TheUmbraSide]

(Holy poop XD Can I get a recap? I was at page 10.)

Yeah sure, but do you remember what was going on at the time?

(Umm... Genevieve and Dylan just stopped the car and were talking to Roxas and some other people? XD)

<3

[Lynxy]

Hearing the girl's name, Percy realized he hadn't introduced himself.

He smiled in a friendly manner, hopping out of the car to follow them. "It occurs to me I haven't introduced myself- I'm Percy." He followed close behind them, having removed his machete from it's sheath. Carefully, he stepped out infront of them, using his size and intimidating blade to his advantage- Sentients would think twice about attacking and he was confident against the undead.

[~ mew ~]

'I'm Luna, for those that hadn't heard,' she said. Now for that other boy... The winged werewolf, after checking every room, saw that the house was completely abandoned. 'All clear.'

[Nanashi]

Name:
Akira

Nickname:
Don't need one. The name's short enough x3

Age:
18

Personality:
A bit cold hearted by appearance but inside he actually cares about his closest friends. He doesn't understand why most people cling onto life when they are so close to death. Quiet and reserved, he prefers to be alone making him seem cold. Akira is also hard to crack to get a close friendship.

History:
Was an experiment testing a way to put power in a human body to make a human weapon. Sent back to the orphanage, he got adopted soon after and was abused by his parents. His close friend was always there to bring a small smile on his face. Then he got accused of murder, he was sent into a game where he had to fight to the top or die. He continued the path towards victory with a friend but Akira's friend died of being murdered in the game. Grieve made him escape the game to attempt to live a normal life, but that ended soon after...

Rank:
Fighter

Weapon:
A bladed knife and a long sword with a dogtag on it.