we're alιve-a ѕтory oғ ѕυrvιval

/ By -Witchy [+Watch]

Replies: 6 / 16 days 12 hours 13 minutes 9 seconds

Allowed Users

  1. [Allowed] Nullification


[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/ug4oyw1.jpg]]

[center [font "Nyala" It's been seventeen years since the first out break happened. Everyone was starting to get back onto their feet, and their lives were slowly starting to get back together. Towns were being rebuilt, and people were getting married and bringing children into this fuck up world. Not everything was okay though. There was always something missing. Something that everyone wanted back. The feeling of being safe, never having to look over their shoulders to see if the dead were walking once more. That's the one thing that was missing. Meanwhile four people who had created a bond over the years, are finally realizing their feelings, and realizing what they want out of each other.]]

[center [font "Nyala" Dakota and Samson had been cleaning out their aunts house, and they came across a journal she had kept. A journal talking about the first outbreak, and what had happened over that year. They were surprised to see what had happened, and they showed their friends the two journal entries that matted. The one from the first day, and the last day of the outbreak seventeen years ago. Maybe things might help out if things happened again... The four are hoping that it doesn't, but there has been some rumors going around about it happening in other towns, and in a different state. The four were focusing on the journal entries, when they realized the outbreak is going to happen again.]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [b [font "Nyala" [u [i January 1st 2000 - Day one]]]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Dear Journal,]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Today is the first day since daddy has been allowed to come home. Ever since the explosion at the plant, everyone else's families haven't gotten their loved ones back. I guess momma and I are the lucky ones. But there is something I've noticed though. Daddy seems different. He isn't his normal self, and I can see. His eyes are different too. They seem to change colors every couple of hours. Right now, they are a light brown color, with red lines going though them. I'm honestly scared right now. I don't know what to do.]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Momma and daddy think I'm locked in my room, but they didn't realize I could hear everything they were saying. Momma's scared too. She tried asking daddy what was going on. He wouldn't say anything right away, he would just pace around the room. I could hear my mother's breathing getting heavy, and then she started begging him to talk to her. Finally he spoke, and the words I heard sent chills down my spine. [b "Everyone's dead. Everyone is going to die, and the dead will walk the earth eating everyone that's breathing."] Hearing those words I knew something was wrong. Momma didn't believe him, so she had started yelling at him.]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i When she started yelling, was when I put my headphones in. I did some research a little while ago, and I found out a little bit about the explosion at the plant. Someone had been running experiments, and something had gone horribly wrong. Something dangerous, and something worth looking more into. I'm really scared. I can't do anything and I don't know if I want to do anything. Hold on.. Somethings happening outside, I can hear it over my music...]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Journal.. I don't know what the hell happened, but when I walked out my door I knew something was wrong. Something wasn't right, and as soon as I walked down the hall I froze. Daddy was on his hands and knees, and he was shoving skin and bones into his mouth. Momma was lying on the ground bleeding, and I just turned and ran. I'm locked in my room with a bookcase blocking the door. The banging stopped a little while ago, and the sun is starting to set. I'm alone, and I don't like it. I looked out the window a moment ago, and people were walking around the streets.]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i They had blood on their clothes, and dripping from their mouths. Journal, I think whatever happened at the plant was in daddy. Something changed him, and now it's changing everyone else. I'll write more later. I know right now I have to find a way to survive.]]]

[font "Nyala" [right [i -Manda Finnick-]]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [b [font "Nyala" [u [i December 31st 2000 - Day three-hundred sixty five.]]]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Dear Journal,]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i It's three hundred and sixty five days since the outbreak started. I've been on the run since the snow was still on the ground. I've been trying to survive out in the world, watching as people I knew started rising from the ground. Watching as they walked the earth again, but this time as zombies. I had to find my mother lying on the floor with my father eating her. I didn't know where the rest of my family was. I didn't know if they were still alive, but I ran into my sister about a month ago. She was busy keeping herself and my niece and nephew alive. Watching them, and seeing the terror in their eyes broke my heart.]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Now that I'm in a safe place, I was able to sit down and write my last entry. I'm hoping whomever finds this, you are alive and well. I hope you will take the pages, and keep them in a safe place. If this breakout happens again, you'll be able to tell the signs of when it first happens. I know I didn't know anything at first, but I feel like I know a lot more now. As the days passed, I knew I wouldn't see the world as it was. It's changed, and death is all around me. I can hear the scratching of the zombies downstairs trying to get in. I know they can't though. I'm safe for right now.]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Sorry for the slight delay. I had to kill another one of this fuckers out there. It had managed to get into the building from a broken window. I'm sitting here watching the sun setting. It's still a beautiful sight to look upon. I'm hungry though, I haven't found anything to eat in about a week now, and I can't survive much longer. My water supply is gone too. I have my knife sitting right here next to me. I know I'm leaving this world soon, and I'm glad. I hope if things go back to the way it was, you all will be working together. You'll build up the towns again, build a relationship with someone, and start a family. That's all I ever wanted..]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i I can hear more of them out there. If anyone finds this, please tell my niece and nephew how much I love them, and I wish I could have watched them grow up. Also take these life saving tips with you as well. Make sure to remind everyone you love them, and don't let the world turn you cold. I'm going to have to move to another room, but I don't want to yet. I just want to leave one last piece of advice before I leave. Don't take your life for granted. You will end up losing your life in the end, and if you take it for granted, you'll be going straight to hell because of it. No one wants to be in hell, and I sure as hell have learned that over the last three hundred and sixty five days.]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Please, for the love of god and all that is good. Build a new world, show people what it's like to have a life, and never lose hope for yourself. I hope you are well, and please take this advice to heart. I bid thee farewell.]]]

[font "Nyala" [right [i -Manda Finnick-]]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [font "Nyala" The journal held page after page of ways to survive. Some of them seemed impossible to believe, but in the end the four friends knew it would be life saving. As the days passed, the rumors were getting more and more real. People were dying, and they were coming back to life and eating those around them. Now that the four are having to be on the run, they don't know what to do. They still have the journal, but will it be worth it to run? Should they stay where they were and just die? Or would it be better to live and start building the world up a second time since the first outbreak? You'll never know unless you join, [b We're Alive - A Story of Survival].]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [b [font "Nyala" [u The cast of We're Alive - A Story Of Survival.]]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [u Dakota Finnick: Taken]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/Pdx3RcQ.jpg]]

[center [font "Nyala" [u Samson Finnick: Taken]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/W3WFa7W.jpg]]

[center [font "Nyala" [u Female Two: Open]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [u Male Two: Open]]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [b [font "Nyala" [u What I'm needing from you.]]]]

[center [font "Nyala" I'm going to make this simple, and easy to understand. You will be playing one male and one female. They both need to be different roles, so that way you aren't playing your own match. It'll just be weird if you playing your own match. Okay moving on. So what I'm needing is this simple skeleton filled out, and sent in a PM titled [b [font "Palatino Linotype" I found my match]] and inside I will need this filled out.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [i Character pictures; {Not linked} || Character names || Character ages || Reason for wanting to survive]]]

[center [font "Nyala" As you can see that's really easy and simple to do. So yeah.. Don't be afraid to ask me questions either. I'm always wanting to work things out between everything.]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [b [font "Nyala" [u The rules of We're Alive - A Story Of Survival.]]]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number One-]] The pictures are real. Please nothing too big, or too used. If you would like some help, all you have to do is ask me, and I will help the best I can.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Two-]] Romance will most likely happen, but not right at first. It's something that has to be worked up too. Just like in real life, love at first sight doesn't happen.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Three-]] Ditching is a no. If you don't wanna be apart of the role play anymore, simply message me and tell me. Don't ask to join, and then not post.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Four-]] Posting will be slow. I have a full time job, and I work graves. I also have a boyfriend who steals me every weekend. So I'm looking for someone who is patient with me.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Five-]] Stealing this plot is a huge no. If I see anything like this, I will make your life hell. I've been working my ass off on this, and I see anyone stealing it, you will get your ass chewed out.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Six-]] If you would like to add in more characters, talk to me first and maybe we can add in more. Right now it's just the main two characters.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Seven-]] Plot twists, I love them. I would love to add anything and everything under the sun. Don't be scared to message me either about ideas you have.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Eight-]] If you are going to be gone for a while, tell me. Talk to me, I like to make friends with my partners. I will do the same for you.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Nine-]] One liners is a no. Anything less than 1500 characters a post, will make me lose interest. So please don't make me put a limit on this. I love details, as much as the next person.]]

[center [font "Nyala" [b [u Number Ten-]] Most of all have fun. That's what writing is all about. Make this enjoyable for yourself. Happy writing!]]

Reply

You don't have permission to post in this thread.

Roleplay Responses

Pale fingers ran through her short hair and she listened the man who had somehow weaselled into the same vicinity as her. She decided to keep her lips sealed about his sister, evidently it was a touchy subject. Although she did almost laugh when he said they could get back to ‘normal’.
“Do you really think anything will be the same after this? The dead are walking and eating the living.” She remarked and fished around in her bag and lit a cigarette, what did she have to worried about, cancer? She watched him as he spoke with careful and thoughtful eyes.
“Truthfully it’s to keep you talking. And it’s the end of the world and you’re being flirtatious?” She raised an eyebrow.

He definitely deserved points for trying. She was thinking carefully about how to get out of this place and she knew staying in one place was a disaster. The dead would break through in a few days and they needed to make sure they were out of here.
“Rest. I’ll find us a way out of here.” She said, cigarette hanging from her lips as she forced herself up and tossed him a bottle of water,
“Don’t worry I’m not going to kill you in your sleep.” She remarked and even managed a smile at him. She searched for a back exit but that just lead out to more dead. There were too many to fight off just the two of them and she had no idea how this stranger fought the dead. A dead girls journal didn’t sound like it would be much help but maybe it had some clues.

Mila’s gaze edged upwards and to the air vents, she turned and started cramming her bag with tinned food and stuff that would keep. She pulled out the contents for a short while. They would need a distraction to draw in the dead if they were up in the vents trying to make it out. A fire would do the trick. She ripped some labels and made a pile of dry paper. A match would set that later and cause noise and commotion enough to draw in the dead. She wiped her face and honestly she never slept it seemed. She would sleep when they were somewhere more predictable. If Samson wanted to tell her his story then she would listen but if he didn’t then she understood. Everyone had their reasons and it all depended on how long it had been since they lost their loved ones or killed them in some cases. There were many rumours about safe communities dotted around and that was her goal, to get to a safe community with other people and find out what the Hell was going on. But if he wanted to get that stupid journal then she would go with him.

Mila left it quiet for a few hours before nudging Samson with her foot,
“Cmon. Let’s get to that girls house. I have a plan.” She said and gestured to the vents as she climbed up and knocked the grate away before lifting herself up. She had never been overly fit in her life but the past few months had most people fitter than they had ever been. She tossed her bag up first and peered down at him,
“Let’s go.” She said.


[center[pic http://oi65.tinypic.com/suyihw.jpg]]

Frederick watched the girl before him. As much as the world was crumbling to shit, he still has his humanity and she looked like she had been through some rough times. He felt the warmth from the fire and it was safer in the woods these days. The dead headed for cities and such where there were still survivors. He nodded at her request to help with the cleaning of the cut, there was something about her. Perhaps it was all his military training or the fact he was man, but there was a definite instinct to protect her. He let her speak, finding it almost soothing because it had been a while since he had heard anyone speak to him.

He closed his eyes and leant back, taking in the moment of company once more. If she did have family then he figured he could help because really, what else was there to do? His family were probably all dead by now and even if they weren’t, they wouldn’t want to see him. Even the end of the world wouldn’t put him back in their good books. His gaze never faltered and he finally nodded,
“If you know where he would be, I’ll help you find your step-brother.” He said to her quietly and watched her pull the blanket over herself. Her request was not the strangest he had heard but human touch seemed something entirely foreign to him.
“Only if your promise to eat.” He said to her, feeling a bit more than slightly awkward at this.

He tested the tins heat over the fire before opening it. It wasn’t exciting, beans by the look of it but it was good food and they needed it. He scooted closer to her and plopped am old spoon in the tin for her as he handed it to her. He could go without, it didn’t bother him. If they were heading towards the city then there would be more scope to try and get more food anyway. He hesitantly wrapped an arm around he as he watched the fire lick at the wood. It wouldn’t last all night but it would at least heat the house and thankfully with the windows boarded up and everything inside hidden from view, any passing walkers would barely notice the cabin as long as they were quiet.

“It’s nice to meet you, Dakota.” He said quietly and kept a comforting arm around her. If it helped her rest and eat then there was no harm in it. It had been weeks since he had felt any comfort and although he felt awkward, he couldn’t rob this girl of a comfort he could give. If it was an arm around the shoulders, or food and he had it to give them he would help.
“I’m sorry for your losses. Whoever they may be and whatever you may have seen. I know everyone’s seen some awful shit.” He said quietly and didn’t move his gaze from the fire.
“Rest. We’ll be alright here for tonight.” He said and kept his arm around her. Once she decided to lay down he would do too.
  Mila Gregory / Nullification / 1d 23h 21m 39s
[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/W3WFa7W.jpg]]

[center [font "Georgia" When he felt slightly better, he watched her movements. As long as she didn't pull a knife on him, he'd be perfectly set. He wasn't in the mood to deal with her kind at all. He cocked his head and listened to her speak. So she had been alone. That explained the feeling he had when he touched her. It was like she didn't want to be touched at all. As she spoke about his sister, he felt his temper rising. There was something in her tone that set him off. He had to keep his cool, at least for now.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "Listen, I know you don't know me, and you don't know my sister. I know she's alive, just this brotherly thing I suppose you can call it. I know she's alive, and out there somewhere. I'm not trying to be a total asshole to you, I did just save your life just now. Well you could have handled it yourself, but that's besides the point. I have to find her, and we have to get to my aunt's house. Before you start in again, I know my aunt is dead. I know that."]]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "She had some journals she had written in, when this first happened. She had ways of killing them, and making herself immune I suppose. We have to get to her house, get those journals, and then maybe just maybe, we can get back to normal"] he said lightly. Normal? What was normal anyway? He couldn't remember a single thing about it. He sighed a bit, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He leaned against the door, and pulled his knees to his chest, and rested his arms across them. His heart was hammering, and his breathing slow.]]

[center [font "Georgia" When she asked what his story was, he looked towards her a small smile on his face. [#1E90FF "Do you really want to know? Or are you just asking me that to keep me talking?"] he asked her. He wouldn't mind giving her his life story, but at the moment he was tired. He was sore, and he wanted to get some type of sleep. He hadn't slept in a couple of days, and he didn't know if he'd be able to sleep now. He tilted his head back, and closed his eyes sighed loudly.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "I promise you I'm not a dick. I'm just worried, and being here, isn't the best idea at the moment. It's the only thing we have, and you should try to rest. If you are willing to stick around, I'd be more than happy to have to company of a beautiful woman with me"] he said. He kept his head tilted back as he spoke. He meant it too. It felt nice having someone else to talk too. Even if he was going off as a total asshole towards her. He wasn't meaning too, but these days what choice did you have?]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/Pdx3RcQ.jpg]]

[center [font "Georgia" The female stayed behind the trees as she watched the male go and check the cabin out. When he gave the okay to come, she slowly made her way out. She was still weak from the blood loss, and she was glad the male was helping her. She slipped into the cabin and lowered herself onto the ground. She wrapped her arms around her legs, pulling them to her chest. She watched him with silent eyes, as she waited to speak. When he said she had to clean the cut she nodded a bit understanding.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#D7ACAC "Can I trust you to help me with that? Because I can't see it, and knowing my luck it won't get cleaned the right way"] she said lightly. She didn't mind if she didn't have meds. She just wanted to stay alive. She wanted a shower, and she wanted the feeling of comfort around her. As he spoke about her family, and why she had been alone, she tore her eyes away from the male. Tears stung her eyes and her body shook with chills. She took a deep breath hoping it would calm her down enough to really speak.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#D7ACAC "I had been with a small group when you found me. Or when I found you.. I don't know.. But we were over run, and I had no choice but to jump out a glass window. That's why the cut on my shoulder is so bad. My family, they died a long time ago. There had been one person in my group though, he was telling me that I had a step brother out there somewhere. I don't know if he was just saying that, or if it's true. In a way, I'm hoping it's true"]]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#D7ACAC "I guess I was in a bad car accident too, cause on my forehead I have a small scar, along with scars all down the side of my body. I don't remember much of anything else really. It's scaring me to be honest. Not being able to remember."] she said her voice cracking on the last words. She really was scared. She was a killer, but not of human's. Walkers yes, human's no. She looked towards the male before her as she reached for the water bottle. She twisted the cap off and took a sip.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#D7ACAC "I know this sounds strange.. But will you hold me? At least for a little while, or until I fall asleep?"] she asked softly. She sounded like a scared child, and hell that's what she was. She was scared, alone, and wanting the feeling of safety. She put the cap back onto the bottle and set it aside. She then spotted a dirty blanket, and she reached for it, pulling it over her lap. She looked towards the fireplace, knowing she might have over stepped a line. She kept her mouth shut for the time being.]]
  alιve / -Witchy / 2d 14h 39m 5s
Mila eyed the photo, remaining wary as the male stepped close and she eyed the girl in the picture. She didn't recognise her but everyone looked different now. She shot him a glare as he grabbed her arm and tugged her along. She didn't offer much of a protest as she searched her thoughts. Actual human touch was something she hadn't felt in months. She looked at him as he boarded up the entrance to the shop with tables. She stayed silent for a while as she searched for water and threw some down her throat, it had been a while since she had drank properly or eaten. She screwed the cap on and watched him.

"I don't recognise the girl. She might look different now. And I'm Mila." She said to him. She knew that the likelihood was that his sister was dead, but she didn't dare say it out loud. She would let him hope, for now. Hope was all most of them had. And if he hadn't seen her die with his own eyes then maybe she was alive somewhere. Mila shifted her hair from her eyes and slid to the floor, letting her legs rest as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
"I never joined a group. It was me and my sister for a good time. She got bit. We got overrun, she was bit. I couldn't even put the bullet in her. There were too many." She sad quietly, thinking back but she didn't cry or seem sad, it was like it was just a daily thing. And this was life now.Loved ones died and you never got close to anyone because if you did, they would die and you'd have to put a bullet in them yourself.

"Want my advice? Stay away from your sister. Focus on staying alive for you. If you find her, then what? Are you going to protect her from the millions of walkers out there?" She asked him, "We all tried, it didn't work." She commented to him, eyes level and watching him. "We're just kids, really. Orphaned by the world." She shook her head and sighed softly. She didn't even know what day it was anywhere. She fiddled with the water bottle in her hands, wondering if Samson was even real at this point, maybe she'd collapsed somewhere from exhaustion and this was what Hell was.

"What's your story?" she asked him finally. He looked like a nice guy, before all this. It was impossible to tell what people were before this happened. Once upon a time he would have been he type, although she wasn't sure she would have been his.

--
[center[pic http://oi65.tinypic.com/suyihw.jpg]]
Frederik watched the girl awake and raised an eyebrow. He let her ramble and such, maybe she didn't know walkers went off of sound mostly but still. She was right. If it rained they were exposed to the elements and he stamped the fire out.
"Freddie." He replied when she said her name and she watched her. Behind all the blood and dirt, she was a cute little number. She was still delicate and oddly, it was kind of nice. She was still sweet, he could tell. He pushed himself up and grabbed his bags before following her.

"Slow down." He said quietly and pressed a finger to his lips as he peered through the trees to the cabin.
"Stay here. I'll signal if it's clear." He muttered and stubbed out the cigarette that had been hanging loosely from his lips as he headed towards the cabin, flicking his knife out and listening for any movement or groaning or rasping. He narrowed his eyes and creaked the door open. He couldn't hear anything but that didn't mean it was clear. His eyes adjusted to the dim light in the cabin as he felt his heart beating steadily. It seemed like the cabin had been raided but there were some unlabelled cans still scattered around and no sign of walkers. It had been derelict for some time. That was lucky. He put his bag down and headed to the door, waving for Dakota to join him as he approached her,
"You need to rest. That was a nasty cut." He murmured and eyed her over.
"I cleaned it. Managed to dress it but barely. You'll need to clean it every day. If you get an infection I don't have anything that'll keep that at bay." He said to her.

He pulled the curtains and lit a small fire in the fire place before boarding up the door with some chairs.
"You're out here alone?" He asked, surprised honestly. She didn't look the sort who could survive alone, maybe that was him being sexist but she just looked so fragile. A group must have protected her for some time. He wasn't much of a talker, but that was probably the military man within him. Instead he dug through his bag and tossed her a bottle of water before cutting a can open with his knife and putting the contents over the fire to cook, evidently he had been good at surviving for a long time. The army was good for some things. He sat by the fire and shrugged off his jacket, letting it dry and warm by the fire. He ran his hand through his hair and watched Dakota.People always surprised him these days and honestly, he was a bad judge of people. The gentlest of people ended up being the most vicious killers.
"Where's you're family?" As if he needed to ask. They were where everyone else was, dead probably.
  Mila Gregory / Nullification / 1d 23h 32m 56s
[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/W3WFa7W.jpg]]

[center [font "Georgia" Seeing he woman, Samson felt like he could trust her, but the look in her eyes was telling him that she didn't trust him. When she asked about his group he shook his head lightly. [#1E90FF "I don't have one. Haven't had one in quite a while honestly. I feel better traveling alone, but I am searching for someone. I have to ask you.. I'm sorry to bother you with it though"] he said lightly. He watched as she put her knife away, and he did the same with his own weapon. He then pulled a picture out.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "Have you come across this woman? She's my sister, and I'm trying to make sure she's alive and well. I just want to find her, and then get into the mountains, and find that safe zone that I heard about a couple of months back"] he said lightly. He walked up to her, and showed her the picture of Dakota. He hoped the woman would have seen something, or heard something about her. He meant what he had said too, he wanted to make sure she was alive and safe. If she wasn't alive, he would kill her himself.]]

[center [font "Georgia" When the woman before him, got a good look at the picture, he heard a noise behind him. He looked over his shoulder and shook his head a bit. [#1E90FF "Fuck.. We need to get out of the open"] he said as he took her arm, and pulled her into the mall. He pulled his knife out of his jeans, and held it in front of him. He wasn't about to let this woman out of his sight either. He didn't get an answer right away, and that would have to wait for the time being.]]

[center [font "Georgia" As he moved deeper into the mall, he found a small shop that carried water and food, and he pulled her inside behind him. He then found some tables, and put them over the opening. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing at the moment. He then turned to the woman, and he sat on the floor, his back against the table. [#1E90FF "I'm Samson by the way, and looks like, you and I are stuck with each other for a little while"] he said with a small smirk. He wouldn't mind it either.]]

[center [font "Georgia" Being able to travel with someone as beautiful as her, and then maybe he could talk her into sticking with him longer than here. [#1E90FF "Listen, how about this. You and I help each other out here. I know you don't know me, and I don't know you. But it'll be nice to have someone alive to travel with. If you wanna ditch me later on, you can. Right now I feel like you and I should at least stick together for a little bit, and then see where things go from here. What do you say?"] he asked lightly. Hoping she would agree to it.]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/Pdx3RcQ.jpg]]

[center [font "Georgia" The blackness was a welcoming thing for the woman. She felt like she was with her family again, and a strange man's face kept swimming behind her eyes. That's when the pain hit all at once. A small groan passed through her lips as she rolled onto her side. She felt heat against her face, and as she slowly opened her eyes, she looked into a fire. That's strange. She didn't remember setting up a fire. That's when she looked around, and her eyes fell on a male not much older than she was. She slowly pushed herself up.]]

[center [font "Georgia" She looked over her shoulder, and spotted the river not too far behind her, and then she looked back at the fire before her. [#D7ACAC "I don't think it's a good idea to have this lit.. Seeing as the walkers can see it, or whatever.."] she said lightly. Just trying to talk her throat was dry. She looked around for her pack, and her eyes landed on it, and she reached for the strap. She pulled it towards her, and opened it. She found her water bottle, and pulled it out, unscrewing the top, and taking a sip.]]

[center [font "Georgia" She looked back at the male, and she cleared her throat once more. That felt slightly better. [#D7ACAC "I guess a thank you is in order.."] she said lightly. She looked over her shoulder again, and looked at the bandages there. She reached up and ran her finger tips along the edges. She hissed lightly at the small sting. She then turned back to the male before her. She took a better look at him, and her heart fluttered against her chest. He was handsome, and she wished they weren't meeting like this..]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#D7ACAC "I'm sorry if I sounded a bit bitchy.. I'm Dakota, and I think we should find somewhere else to sleep tonight. I don't feel safe out here in the open like this.."] she breathed out. She had spotted a cabin while she had been running, and she felt like that would be the best place for the two of them. She knew she would have to ditch him in the morning, but she could deal with that later. She stood on shaky legs, and leaned against the tree for a little bit of support, at least for a moment.]]

[center [font "Georgia" When she didn't feel like she was about to topple over, she looked back towards the male and nodded in the direction behind him. [#D7ACAC "I think there's a cabin over that way. We should head there before it gets much darker"] she said lightly. She didn't know if he would even come with her. At this moment in time, she really didn't care. She wanted to get out of the open, and into somewhere some what safer than the woods. She pushed herself away from the tree and started walking away from the male, the man who saved her.]]
  alιve / -Witchy / 10d 12h 51m 57s
Mila skidded to a halt, staggering as she tried to catch her breaths in deep gulps. Everywhere was panic and she couldn’t erase all that she had seen from her mind. A startled shrieking and screaming made her turn, and there she saw her sister. Older than her by a few years, and a striking blond, well once upon a time she had been. One of those [i things] had her by her long hair, yellow teeth sunken into her tan neck and Mila froze in terror.
“MIRA” she cried out but it came out in a horrible strangled cry. It was too late for her sister, dark blood pumped from her neck and Mila had to move. She ran and she ran and she ran.

Sanctuary was found in a cemetery -how ironic. She knelt behind a tombstone and wept for her mauled sister. That pretty face of hers had been twisted in pain and horror, her gorgeous blond hair tangled in decaying fingers. Mila ran her fingers through her own long hair. It had to go. She looked around and crept towards the houses, ducking and diving between carnage. People screamed and ran, mothers with babies, fathers with sons, he old surrendering to their fate. Mile five into a house and panted, staying quiet in case she could hear movement as she located the kitchen, closing a heavy door behind her as she cut and jacked at her hair with scissors she found. It was a messy job and was not feminine but they wouldn’t get her like they got her sister. She would live.

Even if she knew she should have died with her sister. She would live. She would survive.

*

Mila has stuck close to shopping areas. They were great for looting and gathering food and water and anything she might need. Her hair was still short but her body was more athletic than before. She had been skinny before but with all the travelling and killing, it had built muscle and that came in handy.

[i The Mall of America]

Yeah right.

Mila watched the dead shift around and she watched them, almost putting them as she stayed still. She wore a vest with a loose shirt tied around her waist, and leather jeans that were thick and boots. It wasn’t uncommon for people to look like total Hell nowadays and honestly, they should thank their stars they even drew breath. A walker approached and she shoved her knife through its eye socket and watched it crumple, raising an eyebrow and remaining cold and expressionless. A rucksack hung from her back and it had everything she needed; food, water, old photographs, extra knives. Nothing fancy or special but she was running low on supplies and she had heard that in the mountains there was a real safe zone. Apparently the military had set it up but it was one hell of a journey. She intended to make that journey. She had survived by herself, mostly relying on distraction and quiet steps to make it around walkers.

A voice made her pause and look over her shoulder. A man. And he was alone, from what she could see anyways. She narrowed her eyes and looked him over. He looked strong enough. That didn’t mean he was trustworthy. She feared the living more than the dead sometimes. It was why she had never joined a group, why she had stayed a lone wolf. She wasn’t about to protect and feed others when it was already a struggle to do that for herself every day. It was exhausting. Pale eyes scrutinised the stranger before her, he looked like he could hold his own if it came to it.

“There’s no safe zone here. Food and water, maybe. But no safe zone.” She remarked. She knew people had become animals and savages in the past year. They would murder for a bottle of water but she didn’t get this vibe from him, somehow.
“Where’s your group?” She asked bluntly, she couldn’t beat this guy in combat but she was sure she could out run him. She remained wary of her surroundings. Mostly for walkers but she wasn’t stupid, people were worse. The dead were just that, dead and easy to kill. The living were not so easy.
“I’m here for food and water. If you have a group, I won’t stop them using this place but I will fill my bag and go. No trouble.” She said, attaching her knife to her belt and watching him. Putting her knife into her belt was meant to mean that she wouldn’t cause trouble.

[center [pic http://oi65.tinypic.com/suyihw.jpg]]
—————


[b “MOVE MOVE MOVE”]
[b “Fire at will you cockroaches!”]
[b “Fall back.”]

The messages were mixed and Freddie could barely make out what he was supposed to be doing. But there were too many and civilians were starting to blend. He didn’t know what he was firing at anymore. It didn’t take long for the others to start retreating, terrified. Freddie didn’t need told twice as he ran back to his room, stuffing his bag with water and food, stuffing in ammunition and buckling his helmet in a rush as he slung his bag over. He’s long abandoned his family, although he did worry what had become of them since. He sighed quietly and tried to keep calm as he gazed at the chaos. He needed to find somewhere safe, anywhere safe. The air smelled like blood and death, screams and cries echoed through smoke and fire, his eyes stung with tears from the atmosphere.

By the time he made it out of the thickest part of the action, he was smeared in blood and dirt. It didn’t take long for him to figure out that most of his comrades were dead or turned. They had become his brothers, his family over the past years. He wouldn’t let them down by dying. He turned his gaze towards the less crowded parts. It would do for now. He needed shelter and to think of a plan.

—————

Freddie had lived with a group for some time, tucked away. Most of them had been soldiers like him so they knew how to hide and how to fight. It had been so great until they had been struck by disease. Natural disease of course, but each had turned and Freddie had high tailed it out of there as the group turned on each other, fighting amongst themselves for scraps. Freddie had taken what he needed, food, water and what first aid kit he could carry when he left. Essentials. It was only ever a matter of time with the living before they turned on each other in malice. His uniform was now in tatters and more of a hodgepodge of different things put together to help him blend. Thick leather bands wrapped around his wrists and lower arms to stop walkers teeth piercing his skin there.

Freddie trudged through the wooded area, there were less walkers here due to there being less people to eat. He heard movement nearby and sunk behind a tree, drawing an axe from a loop on his rucksack. Guns were loud and brought unwanted attention and ran out of ammo pretty quick. He watched the walker moving towards- was that a girl? An actual living human? He moved silently towards the thing and before it could realise what was happening, he’d split its skull open with his axe, kicking it’s rotting body away. He looked down at the girl and sighed. He looked around and knew they were too exposed here. He was tired but he couldn’t leave her there to die. He picked her up with a grunt and moved to a more sheltered area.

Beside a river meant their sound would be masked to the walkers and he started to set a fire slowly setting the girl down close by so she would get some heat. He dug through his rucksack and eyes the blood on her shoulder. It was a nasty one for sure, quite deep but not too life threatening. He needed to stop the bleeding. He fished out what scarce supplies he had and taped some gauze to her wound, right so it added pressure to stem the crimson flow.
“What a mess you got yourself into.” He muttered as he took a drink from a black water bottle. He stayed awake and kept a close watch around for any walkers, hoping the rushing sound of the river masked them and the smoke masked the smell of her blood. He lit a cigarette, something looters didn’t really think of these days and took a long draw as he leant on his rucksack. When the girl woke up, if she woke up, they would need to find somewhere better to hide out and spend the night. This wouldn’t do.
  Mila Gregory / Nullification / 15d 9h 47m 3s
[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/W3WFa7W.jpg]]

[center [b [font "Georgia" [u ✧ One Year Ago ✧]]]]

[center [font "Georgia" [i "News reports are still filing in. People all around the world are either getting killed, or doing the killing. Whichever one is it, I advise you to stay inside. Lock all your doors, broad up your windows and hunker down. Whatever this is, will hopefully pass in a couple of days..."] Click.. The male shut the radio off and shook his head lightly. He didn't want his sister hearing more of the lies, she was scared enough. Speaking of the girl, he scanned the small living space and sighed lightly. [#1E90FF "Lila? Where are you baby?"] he called out.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [b "I'm in here.."] the small voice called back. The male stood and walked towards the bedroom. He walked over and leaned against the wall, and he looked her up and down. She was shaking, and she hasn't had a shower in a couple of days. [#1E90FF "Are you alright love?"] he asked softly. The child shook her head, [b "No.. I want momma and daddy.."] she said softly, as she leaned her chin against her knees. The male let out a small sigh, and pushed himself away from the wall. He moved towards her slowly.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "You know momma and daddy had to go and find some food. They should be back soon"]]]

[center [font "Georgia" [b "It's been two days Samson.. Why haven't they come back? Do you think.. Are they dead?"]]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "No, they aren't dead Lila. I promise you that. They just have to take some time getting back. Maybe they found other's like us, and they are going to walk though that door any moment"] the male knew it was a lie, but she believed it. At least for the time being.]]

[center [font "Georgia" He moved over and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, she cuddled up against his chest and coughed slightly. She let out a small moan, and the man's heart fluttered inside of his chest. He tightened his hold on her, and rested his head against her's. She had to be okay. They were going to make it, he was going to make sure of it. He knew his parents were dead, but he wasn't about to tell the child that. She had to hold onto something, even if it was a lie.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "I'll be right back. I'm going to get you something to drink"] he said kissing her temple. She nodded lightly, and the male stood. He looked down at her, and the sight broke his heart. She was dying, and the moment she would take her last breath, would be the moment she would turn into one of them. He promised his mother he would protect Lila. He wasn't doing a very good job at it. He shook his head, and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him. He stood there, and waited.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [b "Samson.. Where are you? Come back.. I'm so cold.. Please.. I need.."] that's when Lila started coughing even more. Her small body couldn't handle it. Her body was shaking, and with each breath she took, it was harder to do. She rolled onto her side and started coughing even more. When she drew her hand away from her mouth, she let out a scream. [b "SAMSON! What's happening to me? I.. I can't be turning into one of them.. Please.. Help me.."] she pleaded. The sound of her voice broke his heart into pieces.]]

[center [font "Georgia" As he stood there listening, his heart shattered. His sister was dying, she was scared, and she was alone. He had to do this. He had to be strong, even if it meant it was killing him inside. He felt the tears running down his face, and that's when the silence hit. She stopped crying, and everything seemed still. He stood there a moment, before reached down for the knife he held. He drew it out, and put his hand onto the knob. He opened the door, and there she was. The sister he loved too much.]]

[center [font "Georgia" She was one of those things. He walked into the room, the tears still running down his cheeks. [#1E90FF "I'm so sorry Lila.. I couldn't save you.. I couldn't save momma and daddy, but I promise you, I'll make sure to survive"] he said to the undead child. He drew his hand back, and buried the knife into her skull. Her body fell to the floor with a thud, and then he fell as well. His whole world was shattered, and he was alone. Nothing could bring his family back, so he had to survive. For them.]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [b [font "Georgia" [u ✧ Present Day ✧]]]]

[center [font "Georgia" The memory was unwanted, but it still reared it's ugly head. It's been a year since Samson had killed his sister, and it's been a year since he gave up on trying to make friends. This world was so fucked up, he didn't have much choice but to look out for himself. A small sigh passed though his lips, as he ran a hand though his head. He looked up when he heard the moans, and shuffling of feet. One of those fuckers was around. He lowered his gaze, before he reached for his knife, and drew it out.]]

[center [font "Georgia" He made sure to hold the blade down, as he looked around the tree slowly. Watching the fucker walking around looking like it was lost, broke his heart slightly. He had stopped caring a long time ago, but he knew he had to put this thing out of his misery. He sighed a bit, as he walked out from behind the tree, and he plunged the knife into the walkers skull. The sicking sound made his stomach turn. He drew the knife out, and wiped it on his dirty jeans.]]

[center [font "Georgia" He watched as the walker fell to the ground, and was lifeless once more. [#1E90FF "I hope you are where you belong"] he said lightly. He wasn't in the mood to even stick around if there were more. He was trying to get to the Mall Of America. He had heard it was a safe zone, but he wasn't for sure. He rubbed the back of his head, as he started walking once more. He slid the knife back into his boot, and reached for his water bottle. He twisted off the cap, and took a sip. The weather was getting to him.]]

[center [font "Georgia" He couldn't even remember what month it was. The days ran together, and the nights were long. Right now he didn't know what his old group was doing. Yes, he had been with a group for the longest time. Now that he's on his own, he feels a lot better. He doesn't have to worry about them, and he sure as hell doesn't have to worry about mouths to feed, or getting attached. He made sure to leave before that happened. He sighed and looked down as he walked.]]

[center [font "Georgia" He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, he didn't realize he was already at the mall. He hadn't been here in years, but the building was still the same. The only difference, it didn't have living people. He watched as a woman killed off a walker, and then went inside. He cocked his head slightly, and shrugged a bit. It wouldn't hurt if he joined up with her. He knew it might be a little surprising, but he didn't have much choice in the matter. He rubbed the back of his head, and followed her into the building.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#1E90FF "Excuse me, but would you mind if I joined you? I heard this was supposed to be a safe zone, but I see it's nothing but the dead"] he said softly. He wasn't trying to startle the woman, it's been ages since he saw someone alive. It was kind of nice. Now all he had to do, was make sure he didn't get himself killed, or stabbed for that matter. He stopped a few feet behind her, and waited for her to say something. He did a once over, and he liked what he saw. Now all he had to do was, gain her trust.]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/Pdx3RcQ.jpg]]

[center [b [font "Georgia" [u ✧ One Year Ago ✧]]]]

[center [font "Georgia" [b "Dakota. Get your ass in here! Right now!"] Came the voice of Dakota's twin sister Diana. Danielle's eyes went to the window, and she shook her head lightly. The siren has been going off for about an hour and a half now, and it was starting to scare her. She shook her head, and went to find Diana. [#D7ACAC "What's going on?"] she asked as she rounded the corner, and walked into the kitchen. Diana was sitting on a bar stool with the T.V. on. Her face was pale, and Dakota's heart sank a bit. Something was wrong.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [b "You need to watch this.. I know why the siren's been going off for so long. And you know momma and daddy went into town.. They've been gone for a while.."] she said as she trailed off and turned up the T.V. Dakota didn't know if she even wanted to see what was going on. She chewed on her lip as she stood next to her sister, her eyes glues to the T.V. in front of them. There was a news anchor standing in front of a camera, and you could tell she was scared.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [i "Everyone needs to get in doors right now. Everything is falling apart. Julius and his children were working on something, and it blew up inside of their house. When the cops showed up, they weren't anywhere to be found. That's when they heard screams coming from upstairs, and they bolted up the stairs. What they found made them turn around, and run right out of the house, guns going off. The cops are standing outside the house, with their guns pointed towards it. I don't know what's going on, but something scared out toughest men."]]]

[center [font "Georgia" [i "Watching everything unfolding right now has my heart racing. I don't know if you can hear it, and I hope to god you can't. Please for the love of God-"] The woman turned towards the house as a window was broken, and something jumped out. Something dangerous, and something dead. [i "Daniel, we need to get out of here, right now!"] The woman screamed. Daniel stayed where he was filming the whole thing. Whatever fell out of the house was coming towards him. His face falling off, and bite marks covering his skin. Screams were heard, and then the screen went dark.]]]

[center [font "Georgia" Diana and Dakota turned and looked at each other. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. The creature, or whatever it was looked dead, but it was also Julius himself. Dakota hurried and shut the T.V. off. She was shaking, and she honestly didn't know what to do with herself right now. Her eyes started tearing up, and Diana looked like she was about to pass out. [b "I tried calling momma, but she didn't answer.."] she said as she wrapped her arms around herself. Danielle felt her heart racing, and she tried to keep calm.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [#D7ACAC "Everything is going to be okay"] Dakota said lightly. She hoped it was anyway. Her eyes moved towards the back window, and her heart nearly stopped. Coming out of the woods behind their house was the dead. She didn't know how fast it was spreading, but if there was dead already coming towards them, it was spreading really fast. She grabbed Diana's arm and the two ran though the house towards the front. They came to a stop, and froze. Danielle's had was on the knob, but she couldn't open the door.]]

[center [font "Georgia" [b "Kota, what's going on?"] Diana asked, her voice shaking. [#D7ACAC "It's momma and daddy.. They.. Their dead.."] she said lightly. She felt tears sting her eyes, and then they both ran up the stairs as the front window was broken in. The twins tried to get out of the way, but Diana's leg was grabbed and bitten. Danielle's face paled as her sister was dragged back down, and the dead started feasting on her. She broke out into a run, and managed to get out of the house, without getting caught by the walking dead. Her heart was hammering, as she ran...]]

[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/oKkBdBX.png]]

[center [b [font "Georgia" [u ✧ Present Day ✧]]]]

[center [font "Georgia" Danielle was sitting against a wall when the memory hit. She felt tears stinging her eyes, as she sat there. She had lost her entire family on that day. It's been a year since she did, and it still broke her heart when she thought of them. She bit her lip lightly as she reached up and touched her cheeks. They were wet with tears. She shook her head, and took a couple deep breaths trying to calm down. She heard something scatter across the floor, and she opened her eyes seeing a rat. She shuddered, and knew something was out there.]]

[center [font "Georgia" She grabbed her knife, and gun before she pushed herself up and moved out of the hallway. She slowly made her way though the hospital she had come across, and she was alone once more. The people she had been with were all killed. She had kill them, because they had been bitten and were turning. She didn't want them living this way. She should have done that a year ago, but she never thought about it. She bit her lip lightly as she moved along the hospital halls, trying to keep her foot steps light and soft.]]

[center [font "Georgia" Her body was screaming at her to stop and rest, but she knew if she did shit might hit the fan. She decided to slow her pace a bit more, since she could hardly breathe anyway, she slowed down and looked around herself. She was still in the hospital but close to an exit, and that's when she heard the growling. Zombies were inside of the building, and she was pretty much trapped if she didn't hurry and find a way out. She had to hurry before she was caught.]]

[center [font "Georgia" She found an open window and she moved towards it. She saw the jagged glass, and knew she would have to be really careful. She took a breath as she put her hands on the sill, and pulled herself up. As she was climbing out, she cut her shoulder, and she winced a bit. She had to get out of the hospital, she would worry about the cut later. She dropped down to the ground, and she spotted the woods. She hurried towards it, and took some cover there. Her breathing was heavy, and her heart racing a thousand miles a minute.]]

[center [font "Georgia" She bit her lip lightly as she leaned against a tree. She could feel the blood seeping though her shirt, and knew she had to pay attention to it. She shook her head, as she looked into the heart of the woods. She hoped there would be some type of shelter for her there. She would take it. She needed to get this wound cleaned and soon. She took a breath as she started walking into the heart of the woods. Her head was spinning, and she could feel the blood dripping down her back.]]

[center [font "Georgia" The cut must be deeper than she thought. As she walked around a tree, she spotted a shadow. She didn't know if it was human, or if it was dead. Whatever it was she hoped it would either help her, or kill her. [#D7ACAC "Help me.. Please.."] she called out, before she fell to the ground. The loss of blood making her pass out. She welcomed the darkness, as her eyes drifted closed. The last thought in her mind, was either help was coming, or she would be joining her family wherever they were.]]
  alιve / -Witchy / 15d 14h 27m 34s
1

All posts are either in parody or to be taken as literature. This is a roleplay site. Sexual content is forbidden.

Use of this site constitutes acceptance of our
Privacy Policy, Terms of Service and Use, User Agreement, and Legal.
Roleplay
1