Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)
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				Title: <strong>Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>04-02-2013, 23:24:52</strong>
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				<strong>Posting order: Me&gt;Rainbow&gt;Xellotath&gt;Kitten&gt;Zanyl&gt;Chreestafer&gt;</strong><br><strong>OOC Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164670.25 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164670.25)</strong><br><strong>Character Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.0)</strong><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Nathan Steuart <br><strong>Tagging:</strong>No one <br>&nbsp; <br><em>"Shit shit SHIT!"</em> Nathan thought to himself as he ran down the street, the sound of his breath rasping in his lungs filling his ears. A group of those Creatures, or dead or whatever were following him with methodical monotony.<br>It had been two days since the TV had played the same message over and over again <em>"Stay in your homes. General quarantine is in effect, persons found outside designated areas will be detained until further notice. Bottle water and store preservable food. Stay in your homes. Gen....."</em>&nbsp; and so on. Nathan was content to stay in his crappy little apartment until whatever the hell this was blew over, he still had internet. Until that died. Watched TV, except all that was on was mostly the news. Something about civil unrest around the country. Then it had changed to the message about quarantine. <br>But he had more on his mind, his neighbours were taking the imposed quarantine with less stride than he was. Screaming at each other at all hours. The man was sick, he heard him coughing frequently. That was until one particularly loud shouting match involved him having a particularly violent coughing fit followed by a loud thump as if something heavy hit the floor. He was about to go to the apartment above when he heard sound of movement and a woman scream. He grabbed a length of steel pipe left over from some plumbing repair work and headed upstairs. <br>Nathan reached the door and tentatively opened it . What he saw made him gag. A man who he recognised as his neighbour was stooped over the woman. <em>Tearing</em> chunks of intestine out her stomach and stuffing them into his mouth. It must have heard him gag, as it turned towards him and charged like a crazed animal. It was only reflex that saved him. Bringing his improvised weapon across his neighbours brow, felling him with a blow that would render an ordinary person senseless. The creature grabbed at his leg and Nathan brought down the pipe, dashing out its brains. <br>It was this moment that made Nathan think that the city might not be the safest after all, and he grabbed a coat, some energy bars and a bottle of water and headed out.<br>"<em>I knew I should've stayed in England</em>" He thought bitterly as he ran down the street, empty save for the occasional <em>thing</em>. "<em>Now I'm lost and its getting dark</em>" he said looking about him. <br>He ran round a corner and saw it. "<em>The University</em>" He sighed. "<em>Thick doors, a canteen. Should be safe and comfortable, at least for tonight</em>". He made his way to a side door, which was thankfully unlocked and made his way inside, shutting it behind him.<br>"<em>Hello?</em>" He called. Holding his pipe ready. He had made it to what looked like the delivery area of the kitchen. He moved into the kitchen, thinking if there was anyone. they might group around there. "<em>Hello?</em>" he called again moving through the kitchen. Not noticing the pool of water leaking out of the freezer. "<em>I'm not going to hurt y..."</em> He was cut off as his feet skidded in the water, sending him falling backwards. His head made contact with the floor with a dull thud, and he slipped into unconsciousness.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 01:27:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.celebrity-pictures.ca/Celebrities/Hayden-Panettiere/Hayden-Panettiere-1211398.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexis Daniels.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Open/Nathan.<br><br><hr><hr><br>It was the last period of the day when the first announcement was broadcasted over the University's speaker system; <em>'Students and faculty members, we have been informed that a quarantine has been issued to all members of the public. We have been asked to stay indoors at all times and would advise students and staff alike to remain on the campus grounds until we have been advised otherwise. Please do not panic. Thank you and we will keep you updated.'</em> That was two days ago. <br><br>At the beginning, the updates were few and far between, simply repeating what they had already said but they suddenly just stopped reporting. Some students ignored the announcement and left for home, even the professors began disappearing after a whole day in the building; it was odd to say the least. Alexis's first action was calling her parents on her cellphone in hopes they would come pick her up or at least tell her what was going on outside of the school. A simple message was played as the fruits of her efforts; all the phone networks had been cut off. After trying a couple more times, she decided that she couldn't wait there any longer and made her way out into the grounds only to find what was really going on. There was blood everywhere, things she'd only ever seen in Biology littered around the pathways and gardens; two students had said they had heard screams but no one had believed them. She was confused and felt sick, but as she saw a man walking slowly around the corner just to the left of her, she moved behind him and called out to him. He turned with a groan and her eyes widened at the sight; his torso had been torn open, his insides were hanging out of him and yet he still moved! That's when he leaped at her, knocking her backwards, his whole weight pushing down on her as his teeth snapped together inches away from her face. Alexis began screaming and her one hand extended out to her right, grabbing a hold of a small rock which she brought across his temple without hesitation. The...thing fell off of her, groaning while trying to get back towards her; it was relentless. Scrambling away, Alexis managed to get to her feet and get back inside the main block of the University as quickly as she possibly could.<br><br>That's when things began to go to shit. Those...things got inside the building, they began tearing people apart, eating them. Students and staff members alike were running for their lives, scattering in a panic without thought for anyone else. The two days before seemed like it was trying to prepare things for them, but everyone was too blind to really see.<br><br>It was getting dark, she could tell that much. Alexis had recently made her way to the canteen by herself after the dead things seemed to vanish from the building. She was now in the store cupboard alone, the dull light the only thing to illuminate the tight room. Only one long, thin window was pressed high up near the ceiling and thankfully it was closed. The shelves around her held cans of food; she managed to fit four cans into her messenger back that hung over her shoulder but she couldn't read what they were because of the lack of light. The bag was also starting to get heavy and she was worried it would weigh her down if she had to run again. The blond was dressed in a pair of American flag, denim shorts, a cropped black vest with the capitol letters of 'GEEK' printed on her chest in white and a denim shirt which she hugged around her self, shivering. It wasn't cold at all. Her crop top showed off her toned stomach and her red, bellybutton piercing which she thought about taking out encase something grabbed a hold of it and pulled it out. The thought made her feel ill. On her feet were a pair of converse decorated in a dull American flag print; she thanked god she didn't choose to wear heels to school two days ago otherwise she'd be walking around bare foot. Alexis had shoved a broom between the handles of the aluminum double doors for security and was crouched in a corner between two shelving units , her bag still over her shoulder, her hands gripping firmly at it's strap as she tried to calm herself. Why did this have to happen? The sickness she felt hadn't left her stomach yet; it was constantly tying itself in knots.<br><br>Her green eyes blinked for a moment as she heard footsteps, then someone shouting in the area just outside of the store cupboard. She froze, her breathing stopping completely as she tried not to panic. Since when could they talk?! Or maybe it was someone else? Someone alive? She didn't want to open the door, she couldn't! Alexis decided then to leave him alone and not answer, hoping he would just leave. Then she heard a shuffle and a thud which made her blink. The footsteps and the male voice had stopped. Maybe taking a peek wouldn't hurt? Inhaling a shaky breath, Alexis managed to get to her feet and slowly made her way to the door with silent steps. Her hands gripped the broom and slowly, carefully pulled it from it's position between the door handles. She had to take another breath before she continued. Pushing the door open slowly with her shoulder, she peered out and at first, she didn't see anything which made her sigh in relief. Then her eyes caught sight of a man, lead in water that had leaked from one of the freezers to her right. Plucking up the courage, the cheerleader pushed her way out, flinching when the door closed behind her, she made her way over towards the body, her breathing becoming more shallow with every step, the broom clenched in both hands in front of her form for defense. Stopping above the stranger, her green eyes scanned over his body for a moment and he looked somewhat clear; she couldn't see any injury indicating he was one of them. "Hey." She hissed quietly, her brow lowering into a frown. "Hey! Ging!" Lowering the broom slightly, she used the handle to press against his freckled cheek lightly a few times before she let out a heavy sigh in frustration. <br><br>Glancing around quickly, Lexi tiptoed back to the store room where she placed the broom and then moved back to the man's head, trying to lift him slightly. Her arms scooped under his and she rested his head back against her chest before beginning to tug him, with a little trouble, back towards the store room; her safe haven. The blond managed to get him inside and she lead him on the ground over one side of the room before securing the door with the broom once more and returning to her corner, her eyes trained on him as she crouched in the dull light.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xellotath</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 01:44:26</strong>
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				<strong>Professor Terrigan Snow.</strong><br>Tags: Open.<br><br>A sound that wasn't screams (for once) interrupted his meditations, and he pulled his earbuds out, cocking his head to listen. The professor unfolded his legs from their criss-crossed position and leapt off of his desk quietly, running shoes wrapped in cloth making little to no noise on the tiled floor. Humming to himself, he calmly strode over to his classroom's exit, which happened to be the same door as the entrance, as the room had only the single door, and massive windows that were currently barred with wooden planks. The diffuse light cast an eerie mood on the classroom, scars of sunlight marring the otherwise shadowy room as the man slipped his MP3 device into his two-piece suit's pocket. <br><br>With sure, lithe steps, the philosopher picked up his umbrella and black trench coat, shrugging on the coat and swinging the umbrella in his right, dominant hand. He ceased his humming as he eased open the recently-oiled door, ignoring the walker that shambled away from him. Adjusting his tie, Terrigan began walking quickly and quietly towards the source of the sounds, which happened to be his second-favourite place on the entire campus: the canteen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 21:35:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8509/8442588458_00f952eef7_m.jpg) </div><strong>Selene Bryon</strong><br>Tags:open<br><br>Selene was at home when it all started and for awhile she obeyed the command to stay indoors. By the second day though, Selene is antsy. The screams are distant and it most of the shambling creatures have left to find food. She shudders at that thought and pads to the door of her apartment. By some miracle, when she was boarding up her door, she left the peephole open. Selene would like to claim that was by plan but the reality is she was terrified, too terrified to think. <br><br>The barricade across the apartment door is strong, luckily none of the...<em>things</em>...tried to get in. She could have opened the door, try and help some of the people fleeing...she should have!<br><br>Selene turns and looks over the campus. It appears everyone, everything, are gone. Maybe it's time to move on. She can't stay here. If the power goes out then she loses her water source and she doesn't have much food left.&nbsp; Her breathing becomes panicked as she considers going outside, where those things are!<br><br>&nbsp;No, no. Calm. Think. Breath in....and out...<br><br>Selene shudders again and turns towards her kitchen. "Right, I have 4 packets of rammen" She sets those on the counter and turns back to her cupboard. "Beans, pineapple and..." Selene curses softly as she surveys her small pile of food. "well, better then nothing!" She tosses the food into her backpack, along with her bow repair kit and a book on bow making. <br><br>The stores will be picked clean and likely to have walkers. Where to go to get food? Selene paces. stopping when her eyes fall on the campus. The cafeteria!&nbsp; She smiles and hefts her bow. Selenes hands are sure as she checks it over, making sure it's in perfect condition. "Right....take down the boards, run to the cafeteria, get food, get back here and....drive off?"<br>She shakes her head slightly "find survivors? Secure the campus?"<br>None of those sound right! She wants to find others but isn't sure where to look or how to make sure they won't become a creature. <br><br>Selene's breath is deep and even, pushing back panic as she slowly pulls the boards from her door. "Dear God, please! Let the hall be clear, keep me safe and keep those things away!" The door creaks slightly as she opens it and Selene winces at the sound. There's no growl though, no sound at all! She opens the door a bit further and peeks out, gasping at what she sees.<br><br>Bloody hand-prints are smeared across the wall, showing where an injured someone braced themselves as they ran. Legs lie abandoned near the stairwell, pooling blood around a bit of spilled intestine. Selene shudders and closes the door as she trembles. She can't go out there! But she has to...! She has no food and most of the things are gone already! Keep to the shadows, keep low and run to the cafeteria!<br><br>Selene pushes open the door again before she nocks an arrow.&nbsp; Down one flight of stairs, out the door and across the park to the campus! Move! Selene forces herself to take a step into the hall and move to the stairs. She hasn't heard anything, no growls to signal an attack. At the bottom of the stairs, Selene forces herself to move quickly.<br><br>The doors are wide and...were made of glass. Her boots crunch softly as she trots through the broken doors and crouches behind a car. A few walkers are wandering down the street, aimlessly searching for prey. Selene raises the bow, then quickly lowers it. She can hide from them, slip around behind them. Maybe someday there will be a cure and the creatures will be human again.<br><br>Selene waits until the creatures are walking away before she races to the almost shelter of the park. She keeps moving, keeping her eyes focused on the main building. Where the food is, get the food and get out! She can't stay in the city!<br><br>&nbsp;Her eyes slowly drift down as she hears a growl coming from her feet. A head....a dismembered head...is growling and snapping! Selene yelps with fright and gives it a massive kick.<br>The head rolls into the bushes, the growling fading as Selene silently trots towards the building.&nbsp; <br><br>The cafeteria isn't far from the main door and Selene turns towards it. She can't hear growls but....was that a hello? Selene runs now, heading towards the voice but skids to a halt when she sees feet being dragged around a corner! A creature! She raises the bow, drawing the nocked arrow back as she creeps towards the corner. "are you human?" She calls softly "please, tell me you are!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Warlord Zanyl</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 03:26:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPzOxVV9Qzz7Rl5dLVeB66Aglzhl129ZUd3vZI-heXzJw9OMx08w)</div> <strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Marcus Gray</em></span></span></span></strong> + (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7670606#msg7670606)<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Open<br><hr><hr><strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>T</em></span></span></strong>here was something different about today. Something sad but at the same time, grim. Odd, Marcus thought. The only reason he had when he began the three days hiking trip into the woodland not too far away from town was to find peace, to find a sense of tranquility within nature and to get a break from work. Yet, the closer he got to the final day of his tracking expedition, a surge of something unpleasant gradually washed over him. Blown by the approaching evening's breeze, as if carrying with it a message from Doom itself, Mark sensed something dire. Instead of returning to the workshop with a clear mind, he now carried the burden of tremendous uneasiness. <br><br>Slowly, the retired boxer pulled his gaze away from the horizon as well as from his deep thoughts. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath before swinging the truck's door open. Calmed by nature's fresh air, even when it's temporary, Mark slid into the vehicle and inserted the ignition key, cranking up the engine a couple of times before it roared to live. He retrieved the water bottle from his waist bag which was laying across the desktop and took a couple of gulp down to wet his throat, leaving it half full as he warmed the engine up. Mark pushed the disturbing notion to the back of his head and focused on getting back to the workshop. Soon, the man was negotiating the bumpy dirt track towards main road.<br><br>Oblivious to the state of the town and the quarantine, he leisurely drove. As he made his way out of the woods, Mark spotted a couple of men walking towards his campsite from the trees. There was something peculiar about them but he couldn't quite grasp what it was and so he dismissed them. Once he got the town in his sight, the boxer straightened himself up in his seat, bringing the resting hand by the window to the steering wheel and easing off his foot on the pedal.<br><br><em>Something's not right...</em><br><br>The roads and buildings weren't how he'd remembered them to be from three days ago. There were in a mess but the most disturbing factor was that this section of the town seemed to be somewhat deserted. Boards, planks and furniture were seen barricading the doorway and windows. It was almost like a war zone. Marcus continued to drive slow, turning his head left and right every time he passed by a building. That lump of worry within him resurfaced. <br><br>Suddenly, he heard something from the junction ahead. The sound of a vehicle fast approaching and it's tires screeching reached his ears before he noticed the white car dashing across the road in front of him. It crashed into a tree at high speed, causing the leaves to fall like snow all around it. Mark responded as calmly as possible like any other calm citizen could under such a situation. He drove up to the site, shifted into neutral and pulled the handbrake up before stepping out of the vehicle. Seeing a woman resting her head on the air bag by the steering wheel moved slightly, Mark knew she'd survived. The man hurried to her side, yanked open the car's door and reached over to unbuckle the safety belt. There was blood on her forearms and shoulder. She needed medical attention, fast; thought Marcus. Swiftly, he hooked an arm under the woman's knees and another around her back before pulling her out of the car. Thankfully, her feet didn't get pinned down in the wreckage. Mark turned around and hastily returned to his truck. He carefully set her down in the seat before ensuring all her limbs were inside. It wasn't looking good. He could hardly hear her breathing. Chunks of her flesh by the shoulder were missing and the blood profusely poured. Mark grabbed a piece of clean cloth and made a quick but basic countermeasure for the nasty wound. He then leaned closer to the woman, bringing his ear over her mouth to listen as he searched for her pulse on the wrist. <br><br><em>It's getting weaker... Not good..</em><br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Hang in there! I'll get you to a hospital!</em></span></span></strong>" exclaimed the clueless man as he strapped the bitten lady with the safety belt. "<strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Hang in there!</em></span></span></strong>"<br><br>Doors slammed, gears shifted and rubber burnt as Mark floored his foot on the gas. He turned at the junction and sped off towards the hospital. It didn't take him long to notice the destruction of the town and it's soulless residents. But before he could absorb what was going on, the inevitable happened. The woman beside him first groaned and then opened her eyes before reaching out for him frantically. What he thought was a reaction of panic soon turned to a gesture of threat when she attempted to bite him. It was her animal like lust to feed that'd managed to strike fear within the retired boxer and those distinct pupils that'd told him she wasn't who she once was. Mark struggled with one hand on the steering wheel and the other at keeping her face away from him. <br><br>The truck weaved, screeched and then crashed into the building opposite a campus. Mark also managed to take a glimpse of a man, or so he'd thought it to be, in front of his truck before the truck's air bag was deployed. Glass shattered and crackled, the engine hissed but there was no more movements made. Marcus Gray was dazed for a while. He gritted and groaned as he leaned his head back before panting. He turned his head to the woman... or thing beside him and thought her to be dead when he saw her chest was punctured by a wooden stake. But he was wrong, as if recovered from a moment of shock, she went for him again like a crazed woman. Mark's eyes widened as he tugged on the door's handle. With one hand unbuckling his safety belt, he didn't take his eyes away from the woman until he's out. Fortunately, his waist bag had fallen onto his lap during the accident thus providing him with the items at hand.<br><br>A low growl caught his attention as he stepped out of what appeared to be a bookstore. Mark turned around and saw the man he'd seen earlier crawling towards him with the same hunger in it's eyes. The state of the man then forced the boxer to assume that he too was a threat. It was merely his upper torso that was coming for Mark. <br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>What the fuck?!</em></span></span></strong>" he cursed before he moved away. <br><br>That's when his peripheral vision relayed the danger that was about to surround him. There were more of "<em>them</em>"... So he instinctively ran for the campus nearby.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chreestafer</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 07:03:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/19100000/Chris-Hemsworth-chris-hemsworth-19135826-877-1222.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span></strong> Tristyn Phoenix<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong> 26<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span></strong> Open </span><br><br>His hands trembled as his blurred vision began to regan its self.&nbsp; Down was up, or was up down?&nbsp; He didn't know nor did he care at the moment, his head ached, chest hurt, he smelled blood, was it his?&nbsp; Or theirs?&nbsp; he felt liquid trickle down from his chin, He was upside, how did he get here?&nbsp; Lifting his weighted hand to his face he pulled it away and looked on in shock.<br><br>Blood.<br><br><br><br><hr><div align="center"><strong>DAY 1</strong></div><br>Green eyes with a soft blue hue to them stared off into nothingness as the waitress asked him once more <strong>"What will ya have hun? you awake there?"</strong>&nbsp; The small TV played on in the corner about some sort of flu outbreak, you know the kind they tell everyone to worry about but most dont.&nbsp; He lifted his gaze to the elderly lady. <strong>"Yeah sorry, the special..."</strong> he smirked with a soft nod.&nbsp; The old lady seemed nice, she also seemed to have this flu the TV was blabbing about cause she covered her mouh many times as she did her rounds of the small roadside dinner he had decided to eat at.<br><br>Four years had brought him this far, A navy seal on liberty to spend a month at home in oregon.&nbsp; He could've flown up from his base in San Diego, however his new jeep wrangler was awaiting him when he got home.&nbsp; Plus a three day road trip to clear his mind before seeing his crazy parents wouldn't hurt either.&nbsp; He had good news, he was promoted in rankings, no longer a petty officer first class.&nbsp; <em>Now as Chief Petty Officer Phoenix!</em> he could hear his fathers voice in his head which brought a smile to his face.<br><br><hr><br>He coughed lightly as his vision was fully back now.&nbsp; he had rolled the jeep, but how? looking about he saw shattered glass and rock laying about.&nbsp; Realization hit him hard.&nbsp; He had sirved to miss the "man thing" in the road, looking back then fowards again.&nbsp; He didn't see the truck, as it drove by him plowing into a building.&nbsp; He swirved to miss that, hit a parked car, and rolled into the campus yard.<br><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>DAY 2</strong></div><br>The radio was blasting as he zipped up the coastline towards home, only a few more hours to go, hit up a motel, then off to home he'd go.&nbsp; He held a soft smile as the Rob Thomas song on the radio got interupted.&nbsp; <strong>"URGENT NEWS REPORT!..."</strong> an odd british sounding voice came over the radio <strong>"Phase one quarentine in effect, all persons are to retire to their homes and to stay there until further notice, military personal will be around, this is not a drill! I repeat this is...."</strong> The radio was flicked to Aux as he plugged his Zune into the port <strong>"turn my damn music off for non sence"</strong> he muttered into the wind as he blared another matchbox 20 song.<br><br>Later that night he found a small roadside motel with vacany.&nbsp; Renting a room he retired as the radio man said to do but first he enjoyed a brisk yet relaxing shower then was off to bed ignoring the man next to moaning and coughing.<br><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>DAY 3</strong></div><br>Lifting his bloody hand to the belt buckle he released it falling to the roof of the jeep with a thud and groan <strong>"Dammit"</strong> he said as he wiggled hismelf around.&nbsp; Reaching up he grabbed a small backpack which was in eye shot, then turning his atention to the glove box he retrieved a small revolver.&nbsp; He shoved it into the bag as he cralwed from the wreckage.<br><br>He had seen the dead bodies lying about in the streets, and he had seen the things eating them.&nbsp; He had always joked at how cool it would be for a zombie apocolyps to happen and at how much fun he'd have.&nbsp; However as he stood up from the over turned jeep with a groan of pain, he had never felt so alone, except the for the small group of things walking towards him.&nbsp; With shifting eyes they focused on the nearest thing to him, the university.&nbsp; <br><br>With a mad dash, and some invented cuss words to ward away the pain, he made it to the side of the building tugging on the nearest doors to him <strong>"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!"</strong> he spat the words out before an idea arived in his head.&nbsp; Grabbing a small, fist sized rock, he bashed away a window about 6 feet off the ground, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the school.&nbsp; With a few more invented cuss words and pain driven flexing muscles he pulled himself up and into the building before falling to the tilled floors of the school with a thud and a <strong>"Fuck!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 12:38:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Nathan Steuart <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> open/Alexis Daniels<br><br>Nathan opened his eyes with a start. Was that smashing glass? Was someone trying to break into his apartment?<br>His head hurt more than any hangover he had experienced. It was only when his eyes focused that he realised he wasn't at home any more. In fact, he wasn't even in bed. He looked up into the face of a girl looking down at him. "where am I" he asked "what was that noise?"<br>His hand gripped the cold steel of the broken pipe and he began to remember. Whatever that noise was, chances are it wasn't good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 17:34:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.celebrity-pictures.ca/Celebrities/Hayden-Panettiere/Hayden-Panettiere-1211398.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexis Daniels.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Open/Nathan.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Alexis watched from her confined corner of the stockroom, her eyes trained on the stranger as if she were tossing someone in cheer practice. In her hands was a large, circular can of something heavy, possibly condensed meat of sorts, for her own defence; if he jumped up and sprang at her and tried to bite her, she’d smash it over his head without hesitation and he’d be gone. It seemed to be the only way to silence them for good. Lowering her head slightly, her thoughts filled with her family; her parents sitting around their large open fireplace while watching some ER drama they recorded in the morning in order to watch it together. Tears began forming at her eyes, threatening to fall at any minute while she whimpered quietly under her breath. The blond then began thinking of her friends, her cheerleading squad, her closet; what was she going to do? Why was this happening? And to her for Christ’s sake! Had she done something wrong?<br><br>Then something caught her attention; breaking glass, footsteps, someone calling out. She didn’t know what to do, everything happened so fast. Scrambling to her feet, Lexi placed the can aside and pressed her body firmly against the aluminium doors, trying to hear better; the female voice didn’t seem far and she was sure that those <em>things</em> couldn’t talk. “Hel-“ Just as she was about to call, she heard the stirring behind her and turned quick, pressing her back against the doors as the strangers she’d dragged in earlier seemed to be moving, gaining consciousness. Taking a few steps towards his form on the ground, she glanced down at him with red, questioning green eyes. “You’re in the University. Don’t you remember anything? You must have slipped on the water outside and knocked yourself out….If I hadn’t of dragged you in here you might have been eaten by one of those things…” Her voice was hushed and she crouched a little besides the red head, helping him to sit up with an urgent haste. “There’s someone out there.” She hissed again, her eyebrows furrowing together in distinct worry. “I’m pretty sure those things can’t talk but….I’m worried.” What the hell was she saying? Did she think the woman to be a rapist or looter? Hell, this man could have been one of the two for all she knew. <br><br>Standing, the blond backed away from him with a frown reflecting realization and she began glaring at him. “You better not be a looter or a rapist, you hear?” Turning, she kept her olive coloured eyes on him until the very last second and her hands reached for the broom securing them in place. Maybe it was a rescue team? Maybe their hell had been cut short and they’d be saved? Those questions were too good to pass up, so Alexis tugged the wood from the handles and placed it besides the door. She was careful as she leaned her weight forwards against the door, pushing it ever so slightly open so she could have a peek out into the canteen. “Hello?” The girl hissed out, trying to be quiet but still get the attention of whoever was out there. She couldn’t see anything at first. “Hello? I’m not one of them. I’m still….I mean….I don’t bite people…or eat them. I…” The girl cut herself off as she thought of what to say. “You had better not be a bad person or a biter! Otherwise….I’ll….shoot you with my gun!” Bluffing wasn’t exactly her strong point and colour flushed her cheeks in embarrassment at what she’d said. Hopefully the stranger outside their store room took it seriously enough.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xellotath</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 01:42:30</strong>
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				Professor Terrigan Snow<br>Tags: Open, Tristyn Phoenix.<br><br><em>Hmm... thought I'd purged the school</em>, he thought without looking as a walker dragged itself around the corner behind him, making what seemed an ungodly amount of noise in the quiet university. <em>I guess that the infection spread, and new bacteria has spawned. A shame. I had a mind to keep my blade clean today. </em><br>Spinning on his heels, he let the undead approach, small, shambling steps bringing it and its horrific stench closer and closer. The professor studied him for as long as possible, remaining still, observing the walker's mannerisms and steps, gauging how it might react to an attack. He calmly began backing away, and the undead picked up speed in answer, shambling faster. Snow slowly accelerated backwards, provoking the monster into nearly running towards him. Terrigan made certain to never move fast enough to cause the walker to cry out, as he needed no more of these creatures infesting his halls.<br><br>Time seemed to slow as the vile thing came close, and the professor slid his blade out of its unassuming sheath, bringing it up to eye level. The monster's momentum carried itself into the sharp point, though Snow drew it out before it could reach the back end of the creature's skull. As he drew out the blade, thick, clotted blood oozed out of the hole in the skull where the walker's eye had once been. Wiping the sword on the undead's semi-clean shirt, he sheathed it once again and turned around on the ball of his heel, advancing towards a noise that sounded like someone breaking into the university via a window. <br><br>(You can RP Terrigan approaching Tristyn if you want, Chree.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 02:13:27</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164890.msg7681574#msg7681574">Quote from: xSnorkleRainbow on 06-02-2013, 17:34:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> “Hello? I’m not one of them. I’m still….I mean….I don’t bite people…or eat them. I…” The girl cut herself off as she thought of what to say. “You had better not be a bad person or a biter! Otherwise….I’ll….shoot you with my gun!” Bluffing wasn’t exactly her strong point and colour flushed her cheeks in embarrassment at what she’d said. Hopefully the stranger outside their store room took it seriously enough.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Selene<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Open:Alexis:Nathan<br><br>Selene slows at the girls words, slowly releasing the draw of her bow. "I'm armed" She calls back softly "But I don't want trouble. I just want supplies"&nbsp; Selene hesitates, then starts to push open the door to the cafeteria. "I'm coming in...." She spares a quick glance behind her, making sure no walkers are around before she darts into the room and shuts the door again.<br><br>She can't see the other woman but there are plenty of hiding spots.. Selene hisses under her breath as she surveys the room, crouching to see under tables. No walkers there, good. This room might be clear, but there's still kitchen and storage to check. "I'm going into the kitchen" Selene's voice is still soft, pitched so it doesn't carry.<br><br>Selene moves quickly and quietly into the kitchen, first checking the door. She breaths a sigh of relief when she finds it locked, preventing anyone from entering that way.&nbsp; Now...Her head cocks as she hears a scuffle and the clang of a pan falling. Selene spins, drawing her bow back with a deep breath to repress her fear. <br><br>The walker that had been sitting out of sight, now stands and moans. Selene flinches at the moan and the blood covered face. "stop...stop..." She whispers, knowing deep down the creature won't. After a long moment, Selene releases the arrow. <br><br>The walker falls back and twitches a few times before lying still with the arrow through his skull. Selene looks at the creature with horror, stunned tears rolling down her face. She killed a hum...no, it wasn't human any more. These creatures have no mercy, they only want to feed...<br>Selena stiffens, quickly wiping away the tears and returns to the main dining area. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Warlord Zanyl</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 09:20:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPzOxVV9Qzz7Rl5dLVeB66Aglzhl129ZUd3vZI-heXzJw9OMx08w)</div> <strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Marcus Gray</em></span></span></span></strong> + (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7670606#msg7670606)<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Open<br><br><hr><hr><br><strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>H</em></span></span></strong>ell just broke loose, thought Marcus Gray as he evaded the creatures' reaching hands. He must have taken a wrong turn somewhere along the way but the road was just too familiar for that to happen. Having slightly disoriented from the crash and very much confused with the situation, Mark stumbled up the pavement from the road as he struggled with fastening the bag around his waist. His ears still rang and he was almost in a daze. The moan which suddenly came from&nbsp; behind him forced Mark to glance over a shoulder. That feral lust, almost a haunting expression a man could possibly mask was launching for him. Impulsively, Mark pulled an arm back, delivering his elbow right across the creature's jaw before he regain his footings. They were too close to be ignored now. He spun himself around and brought both his fist up, launching one quick jab after another before he successfully stagger the creature a couple of steps back with a solid haymaker punch into the others. Yet, they still came after him. It was obvious that it's jaw was now dislocated as it dangled loosely with nothing but muscles and skin to hold it. Stepping back in disbelieve, Mark took a moment to fully register what'd just taken place.<br><br><em>This is not humanly possible.. There wasn't even a sign of pain.. No... They... they can't all be dead...</em><br><br>They simply won't go down. Run, run now and live to fight another day, the boxer told himself. So that's what he did. Resuming with what his instincts had nudged him into doing in the first place. Looking up ahead, he saw somebody running for the same direction he was going. Thinking that nobody else was sane, Mark dared not risk himself by going after "it". The safest and the more logical thing for him to do now was to avoid any sort of contact with even a resemblance to these creatures, which was sadly; with another human. He was utterly lost and may even be depressed at this point. <br><br><em>They... They're probably sick... They need help..</em><br><br>Mark repeatedly told himself as he climbed into another window somewhere east from the man he thought to be a threat. He could hear those chasing after him right outside so he turned and stared at the way he'd entered. Panting as he stepped back and bracing himself to see if they could follow. Naught. It seemed that they're incapable of climbing. With a sigh of relief, he now looked around to determine where he was. Both his hands gripped the edge of the sink then as he stared into his own reflection in the mirror. His nose and forehead was bleeding. At least that's the only blood that was his own. The rest; his clothes, jeans and on the arms, weren't. Mark let the water run from the tap for a little bit before he cusp for them with his hands and splashed his face.<br><br><em>This is real? This <strong>IS</strong> real..!</em><br><br>Something then caught his attention. Noises, not moans or groans like those outside the window but noises. He turned off the tap and listened. There were echoes coming from the corridor outside the washroom, a conversation or the sorts. Mark lowered his gaze to the right side of his boot for a moment, eyeing on the knife he had with him all along. If worse come to worst, he'll have no choice but to use it. Cautiously, he reached for the weapon and slowly opened the door, eavesdropping to the whispers that seemed to come from a couple of rooms westward.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chreestafer</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 06:36:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://thebestcelebritybodies.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/119-Chris-Hemsworth-picture.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span></strong> Tristyn Phoenix<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong> 26<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span></strong> Open, Snow </span><br><br>His head ached as he sat proped against the concrete block wall of the university.&nbsp; His blue green eyes focused in on the sign across from him that read "A healthy lifestyle is a happy life" He couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of the situation, plus the fact that blood smeared hand prints nearly covered the word happy.<br><br>Scuffling came from the right, then the left.<br><br>With a groan he pushed himself up and towards the small door near the ironic sign.&nbsp; The door held a small red cross in a white square, above the symbol was a frosted door window that was dark inside however the bloded handprints from the inside caused his stomache to sink a bit. <strong>"god dammit!"</strong> he muttered softly to himself as hobbled towards the door.&nbsp; His left side hurt like hell and he was favoring his right leg alot.&nbsp; A hand, still trembling from a jeep rolling, reached out clasping about the hooked door handle and soon to follow was the soft clicking sound as the door opened.<br><br>Silence from inside, faster movement came from the right, slower shifting from left down the hall.<br><br>With a gulp he pushed onward inside the room letting the door close behind him alittle louder then he had wished.&nbsp; His hand felt around for a switch and soon the room lit up brightly <strong>"not the brightest idea, but then again I didn't plan for zombies"</strong> Blood smears lead all about the room as 3 dead bodies lay strewn about <strong>"God..."</strong> he repreased puking as he clenched his teeth making his way into the back room.&nbsp; <br><br>Within moments he was in a small storage closet and within moments he was scrambling backwards as half a walker began to pull itself towards him hissing and gurgling out at him <strong>"what are you?"</strong> he asked dumbly.&nbsp; <em>You know what they are you arse! they're walkers, the undead.... ZOMBIES! KILL KILL KILL!</em> With a grunt he brought his booted foot up and stomped downward crushing the decaying skull of what looked to be the undead nurse.<br><br>The scuffling from the left grew to be mear feet away.<br><br>He found himself removing his shirt setting it on a stock shelf as he ran his hand over the huge bruise at his side.&nbsp; <strong>"yeah, most likely broken"</strong> he exclaimed as he reached from some ace bandages and began to wrap his ribs up tightly. Minuets passed and he began to slip his shirt on as he was taking in the items left on the shelves when the thumping and banging began.&nbsp; With haste he slipped to the front office of the nurses station looking at the other two doors in the room that lead to exam rooms.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't coming from those rooms.&nbsp; Then his eyes fell on the mass of silhouettes on the otherside of the frosted glass as he stood in shock.&nbsp; <br><br>So once more his mouth spurted out "Fuck!" This time not so quiet
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 20:36:45</strong>
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				Nathan couldn't help but smirk when the blonde girl threatened to shoot her "gun". But as she looked at him with daggers the smirk on his face disappeared in an instant. "<em>as good a plan as any</em>" he thought to himself. He squeezed the broken piece of pipe harder, having it close by felt reassuring.&nbsp; <br>He heard the other woman mention being armed herself and started to sit up, reasoning that he could better defend himself upright than lying down. He started to feel calmer when he heard her say she didn't want trouble. <br>He started to stand, still feeling groggy from the blow to his head and heard the woman try the door. He was about to reach out and unlock it when he heard the sound of metal utensils hit the floor and the woman gasp. He unlocked the door just in time to hear a twang, wet thock, thud and finally a scrabbling noise before nothing. <br>He opened the kitchen door and saw the woman leaving. He looked down and saw what had made the thud. A partially decomposed body, and from the way it was lying it was stood up when the arrow pierced its eye. He was snapped out of his morbid curiosity when he realised it must have been the woman who had taken down this creature. "<em>Hey</em>" He called out. Starting into a slow trot "<em>Hey wait. More of those things could have heard that noise. It could be safer in there with us.</em>" He slowed down, hoping she would too. "<em>My names Nathan by the way.</em>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 08:22:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.celebrity-pictures.ca/Celebrities/Hayden-Panettiere/Hayden-Panettiere-1211398.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexis Daniels.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Open/Nathan.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Alexis couldn't help but frown when this 'Nathan' guy just walked out into the open like some sort of dumbass. "What if they're bad?!" She hissed to him, her eyes and voice radiating her current emotion; furious. If this person was a bad woman, Nathan had now put them both in danger and Lexi wasn't having any of it. She closed the door behind him, thrusting the broom between the handles for her safety. The blond stepped away from the door, her arms folded across her chest as she listened to what was going on outside in the kitchen. Glancing around the room, she turned to look up at the window at the top of the room; she could probably fit and she could climb the shelves to get up there. Maybe that was a bad idea...If she fell and knocked herself unconscious, who knows what could happen? Sighing in frustration, she listened in on the conversation some more, shaking her head at the guy she'd saved only moments ago. <br><br>She felt herself pacing, her foot tapping impatiently on the ground as she waited to hear what happened next, but when she couldn't take it anymore, she removed the broom and pressed the door open. Her green eyes glanced around for a moment before she slipped through the gap in the door and tip toed up behind Nathan, pressing right to his back, her hands gripping his shirt between her tense fingers. Her eyes found the dead thing beside her, sprawled on the ground with an arrow through it's eye socket and then she felt herself beginning to feel sick; she turned away before she could throw up. Alexis was a little shaky and she couldn't help but take shallow, panicked breaths as she edged Nathan forwards, using him like some sort of meat shield to get a better look at the 'intruder'. "Listen, we don't want any trouble. So just....come out from where ever you're hiding. Now." She was stood in the open floor of the cafeteria now, though behind Nathan, of course.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 18:16:13</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><strong>EVENT</strong></div><hr><br>Seattle city. The sun finally sets, like the heavens closing their eyes to the horrors being enacted on the earth below. <br>A breeze starts to pick up, and slowly grow into a slight gust. Not strong but just enough to move the scraps of cloth that are hanging to the once alive and healthy pedestrians. Now nothing more than walking corpses. The wind carrying various detritus into the creatures who pay as much attention to the impacts, as a man does to the bug that hits his wind shield.<br><br>As the wind picks up, the temperature drops and ominous clouds appear overhead. With a sound like a million trees being snapped in half at once, for a fraction of a second it is day again. Then it returns to dark. Darker still as any light that was running dies. Streets are plunged into darkness, buildings that still had some semblence of life appear as nothing but corpses as the warmth promised by light goes cold.<br>The city has finally joined the dead. <br><br>And the rain begins in earnest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xellotath</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 00:50:37</strong>
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				Professor Terrigan Snow<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The man kept walking, sparing nary a glance for the torrential downpour that thundered down outside his campus' windows. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as a series of what could be assumed were human phrases echoed down the hall, too far away to be discerned. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; A final <em>"Fuck!"</em> reverberated through the hallway, and the professor picked up his pace, walking briskly, the undeads' silent forms silhouetted outside every time lightning crashed. He finally reached where he heard the cries coming from; the wing's nurses' station.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; A long, wavering, mournful moan carried itself to Terrigan's ears, and he turned to listen; other walkers picked it up, a cascade of the dead calling out for companionship, warmth, the soft, yielding taste of human flesh. Turning aside, he pushed open the door with his left hand, umbrella held in his right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>13-02-2013, 16:36:20</strong>
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				<strong>Selene</strong><br><strong>Tags:</strong> Alexis:Nathan:Open<br><br>Selene looks at the man as he appears but doesn't judge him to be a threat. She does turn to face him but keeps her bow down, head cocked she she studies him. "How much do you know about these...things? Does the arrow have to...remain inside?"<br>She does stiffen as the girl appears and starts to raise her bow before slowly lowering it.<br><br>"Listen, I'm just passing through. We can't stay in the city, it's a goddamn death trap. I'm just getting food and then I'm gone. " Selene's head lowers and she sighs softly "Company wouldn't be a bad thing..."<br><br>As the power flickers off, Selene curses under her breath and blinks in the darkness. This gives them an advantage, they don't need to see to track. "this is bad...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Warlord Zanyl</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 03:57:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPzOxVV9Qzz7Rl5dLVeB66Aglzhl129ZUd3vZI-heXzJw9OMx08w)</div> <strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Marcus Gray</em></span></span></span></strong> + (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7670606#msg7670606)<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Open<br><br><hr><hr><br><strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>E</em></span></span></strong>verything was suddenly so bright behind him. Naturally, Mark glanced over his shoulder to look at the window but winced at the crackling thunder. For a moment, he'd hoped that when his eyes fluttered open, all of this would be but a dream and that he would wake up in his tent by the woods. Alas, that didn't happen. The nightmare was here to stay and it seemed that it have just begun. Marcus tiptoed as silently as he could and slowly closed the door behind him as he left the washroom. The slightest of sound could almost be deafening within the dark corridors and he'd no intention of attracting those creatures his way. So he took all the precaution there was to take to avoid detection.<br><br>One step at a time, the man then stealthily approached the source of the conversation. He raised his weapon high and negotiated the corners and doorways very much like a mouse on the look out for cats. When he came upon the door where he believed to be the place a bunch of hopefully sane people were gathered, he slowly pushed the door opened.<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andolo mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Don't shoot.. I'm coming in..</em></span></span></strong>" whispered Marcus with both his hands raised as if he was held at gunpoint before entering the kitchen.<br><br><em>Please don't come charging at me.. Please don't..</em> Mark silently wished. When he saw no hostility like he'd encountered earlier from the bunch, he lowered his guard and stepped inside.<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andolo mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>I can hear you from down the hall.. I think it's best if you guys keep it down.. I too want to know just what the hell is going on here? So someone, please tell me when this all happen?</em></span></span></strong>" Mark said as quietly as he'd started.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chreestafer</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 05:59:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://thebestcelebritybodies.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/119-Chris-Hemsworth-picture.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span></strong> Tristyn Phoenix<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong> 26<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span></strong> Open, Snow </span><br><br>Lightning crashes.<br><br><strong>"OH COME OFF IT!"</strong> he muttered loudly as he heard the moans echoing through out the halls of the university.&nbsp; The cries beconing others to join it in the hunt for fresh, warm flesh.&nbsp; He began to rifle through his backpack searching for the revolver and bullets.&nbsp; His head ached as he began to mutter curses softly not being able to find the gun.<br><br>Lightning Crashes.&nbsp; The power goes out.<br><br><strong>"really,"</strong> he looked about in the darkness.&nbsp; <strong>"Honestly, this had to happen now"</strong> a soft sigh escaped his lips as he found the guns grip in his bag.&nbsp; At that moment the door opened.&nbsp; <em>"They can open doors?"</em> his mind raced as he began to turn towards the door he stumbled and fell spilling his back and slamming his broken side into the office desk.&nbsp; He let out a soft groan of pain as he gritted his teeth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 12:20:08</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Nathan<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alexis, Selene, Markus<br><br>Nathan's back stiffened slightly as the blonde girl snook up and grabbed his shirt for protection. "<em>This is new</em>" he thought to himself but reasoned that if she wanted to look top him for protection, he would do his best.<br>He was relieved when the other woman lowered her bow and relented to the idea of company. She was also pretty handy with a bow, which wasn't such a bad thing. <br>He felt the girl bury herself deeper into his back as a bolt of&nbsp; thunder hit. As they were&nbsp; all plunged into twilight as the lights went out, he looked over to the other woman and they both shared a "<em>oh fuck</em>" look. "<em>Hate to say it, but it looks like it wont be safe going </em>anywhere <em>tonight. The kitchen is safe, and we can talk some more about what we could do in the morning</em>" He was about to ask why she broke a window, when he heard a door open and footsteps come from behind him. He turned round and saw a figure with a gun approaching. His arms shot out and back protectively to the girl behind him. Slowly turning her round towards the safer option of the other woman and backing slowly towards her. If things went south, he would prefer to be near someone with some range to their attack. <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I can hear you from down the hall.. I think it's best if you guys keep it down.. I too want to know just what the hell is going on here? So someone, please tell me when this all happen?</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Nathan relaxed slightly when he heard him speaking slowly with his hands raised but his weapon held loosely in one hand. He looked over to the other woman for some reassurance. "<em>Ok, you want to know what's going on? I have no fucking idea what's going on. Three days ago people died, and didn't stay dead. Now they are walking about eating everyone. Now the powers out. That's the long and short of it. The thing we <strong>are</strong> sure of, is that if you get them in the head. They stay down.</em>" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 12:49:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.celebrity-pictures.ca/Celebrities/Hayden-Panettiere/Hayden-Panettiere-1211398.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexis Daniels.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Nathan/Selene/Markus.<br><br><hr><hr><br>As the first bolt of lightening struck and the thunder echoed the University, Alexis jumped and buried herself into Nathan's back for a moment as she caught her breath. Peeling herself away from him, the blond took a small step backwards, her hands pulled up to her chest that was rising and falling unusually fast while her eyes darted around, completely panicked. She hated thunder and lightening storms; it was the worst thing that could have happened to her at that point. Lexi tried to stay still, but she couldn't help but back up, away from the group of people who all seemed to be sporting some kind of weapon. Another man had just burst through the door, but she hadn't got a good enough look at him because of the sudden electrical fault caused by the storm, or that's what she figured had happened. Alexis was somewhat unaware of her movement as he eyes darted about the place, looking for safety. Nathan was edging towards the strange woman with the bow while Alexis was heading in completely the wrong direction; towards the wall that sheltered them from the outside. The windows were low along the white washed walls that had now been splattered with blood, food and all other sorts of gunk, but she couldn't help herself edging towards it. <br><br>The blond didn't speak, she only froze for a moment or two upon hearing the thunder. She didn't even take in what was being said; she was simply too scared. That's when she stumbled backwards over something, crashing to the floor clumsily while being brought out of her daze by the sudden fall. A leg was protruding out from behind a upturned table laying on it's side, leaving whatever was behind it completely covered to the naked eye. The girl let out a small squeal as she feel, landing flat onto her back while her head bounced lightly off the floor; she was thankfully able to stop it hitting the tiled ground at full force, therefore leaving her conscious but dazed. Alexis felt somewhat dizzy as she moved a hand to hold her head and then she saw it, hands grabbing at her from the person she'd tripped over, moans and biting teeth echoing the canteen abruptly. Alexis let out a horrified shriek as the half body fell towards her; the leg she had fallen over was the still half of the person, the torso falling off at the waist on top of the blond girl. Her expression was horrified as her lower half was covered in blood and guts and she felt herself beginning to be sick. Alexis tried to scurry away, her hands darting out to hold up the bodies shoulders, hoping to stop it from biting her like it appeared to want to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xellotath</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 19:32:06</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164890.msg7731241#msg7731241">Quote from: Chreestafer on 16-02-2013, 05:59:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Tristyn Phoenix<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Professor Terrigan Snow (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7659485#msg7659485)<br><br><em>That's quite gruesome</em>, Terrigan thought as he watched the young, attractive man stupidly injure himself further. "Don't move," he told him, as he began to search the room, pulling aside draperies with his bared steel sword and peering through the doorways of the office. "Wouldn't want to hurt yourself unduly," Snow called back softly to him. He finished his sweep of the rooms and knelt at the man's side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 18:01:25</strong>
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				<strong>Selene</strong><br><strong>Alexis, Nathan, Markus</strong><br><br>Selene curses as the blond falls and seconds later shrieks. She recognizes the groans and sounds of hunger as she nocks another arrow. It's useless though, it's too dark, the creature too close. Any shot she takes risks hitting the girl.&nbsp; Selene hesitates, looking over the group. The one boy has a pipe and she growls at him softly "use it! Get the thing away from her so I can shoot it!"<br><br>Selene circles slowly, inching her way behind the creature. She'll have slightly less of a chance hitting the girl if no one intervenes 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Warlord Zanyl</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 08:48:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPzOxVV9Qzz7Rl5dLVeB66Aglzhl129ZUd3vZI-heXzJw9OMx08w)</div> <strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Marcus Gray</em></span></span></span></strong> + (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7670606#msg7670606)<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Alexis, Selene, Nathan<br><br><hr><hr><br><strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Y</em></span></span></strong>earning for an answer since before the crash, Marcus finally got a reply. As ridiculous as the reason had sounded though, he believed the man. He never thought he would admit it but he knew what he saw. The dead did rise. Their walking in the streets out there, hunting for the flesh of the living. As least that's what they'd appeared to be doing. But to think that it'd merely been three days since the outbreak and assuming that so many have died lest for those gathered here, was just something quite hard to absorb. Shouldn't there be more survivors? Maybe badly wounded from their attack but probably lived to tell the tale. Oblivious to the zombies' infectious bites, Marcus struggled to find more answers. He was about to voice his thoughts when he saw movements made by one the three before him. <br><br>She was backing away from them. A defensive move. Or it could just be out of fear, out of mistrust. Just as he was about to attempt at convincing her that he wasn't one of them, she stumbled backwards. Impulsively, the man rushed forward to help her up. That's when he heard the familiar groan before her shriek. There was no time for him to be a victim of shock. No time to be stunned. She needed help, fast. From his peripheral vision, another figure began circling. One of their company seemed to get into position. He wasn't sure if they've got a gun. But if they do, how good were they in the dark. Marcus would not wait for assurance. He needn't to act.<br><br>Leaping forward in a couple of wide strides, the boxer soon towered above the girl. His left hand shot out to grab the back of the creature's neck as he raised his hunting knife high above his head. <br><br><em>...get them in the head. They stay down..</em>, the words echoed within his skull. It's now or never. He got to give it a shot. So he hammered the skull with his blade, cracking it opened and spilling it's brain out from it's mouth when he twisted the blade. He then pulled the limp torso off of Alexis and tossed it away. Panting from the short adrenaline rush and thrill, he turned back to face the woman. He extended his hand towards her.<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Are you alright? Here, let me help you up!</em></span></span></strong>" whispered the man.<br><br>In his thoughts, he couldn't help but assumed that her scream would be heard. Especially here where the echoes reached far through the hallways and corridors.<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>We got to barricade the entrance to this room for now.. I'm not sure if travelling in the night is a good idea..</em></span></span></strong>" suggested the man to the rest with his head slightly turned to face them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chreestafer</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 00:26:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://thebestcelebritybodies.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/119-Chris-Hemsworth-picture.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span></strong> Tristyn Phoenix<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong> 26<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span></strong> Open, Snow </span><br><br>He held his bruised ribs as he prayed to himself <em>please be alive, blease dont be an undead thing, please please please....oh hey your alive</em> hazel eyes shifted up as he heard the man talking softly.&nbsp; <strong>"Thank God your not one of them, I didnt think they could open doors, but then again, who thought they would be roaming the halls"</strong> he saw the man looking about the darkneed room now that the power has gone out. <strong>"There was half a one over there,"</strong> he pointed over near the one closet <strong>"I think it was the nurse, but there is supplies here, take some i couldn't take it all, could only carry so much"</strong> He pulled himself to a sitting position <strong>"My name is Petty Officer First Class Phoenix, also known as Tristyn"</strong> he smirked.&nbsp; He stated the military title ironicly since the dead were walking now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 10:53:24</strong>
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				As Nathan eyes the newcomer, he hears a yelp from behind him. He turns to see the girl in trouble with one of the creatures. He bursts into action but the speed in which the newcomer moves makes him look like a child. He reaches her just as the new guy plunges some sort of vicious looking knife into the creatures head. Nathan stares in morbid fascination with the methodical and apparent well practised way he eliminates the creature. <br>"<em>shit man.</em>" Natahan exclaimed. "<em>You're good at that</em>"<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">We got to barricade the entrance to this room for now.. I'm not sure if travelling in the night is a good idea.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"<em>My thoughts exactly</em>" Nathan said. "<em>First thing first though. My names Nathan, I'm er, kinda new here. You from Seattle?</em>" He turns to the bow armed woman "<em>And this is, I'm sorry I never caught your name</em>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 14:13:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.celebrity-pictures.ca/Celebrities/Hayden-Panettiere/Hayden-Panettiere-1211398.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexis Daniels.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Nathan/Selene/Markus.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Her hands gripped at the shoulders of the torso as tightly as she could while it continued to bite at her, it's arms flailing wildly at the girl. Her body completely tensed up and she froze, her bright green eyes staring at the creature in disbelief and fear. She felt like crying, screaming but she couldn't make herself do any of those things now. Alexis vaugly heard the others moving and talking to each other as they realized what had happened, but she couldn't hear anything clearly enough to help them. Thee feeling of the blood and decomposed flesh rubbing and dripping down her bare legs made her feel sick and she felt herself beginning to tremble, though it couldn't outwardly be seen. She wanted to look around, see what was going on, but the blond knew that taking her eyes away from this snapping thing could be deadly and horrific. She'd seen what had happened to her friends and she couldn't let that happen to her too.<br><br>As the knife first slammed down into the creature head, the cheerleader jumped at the unexpected motion and noise. She hadn't even realized that the man who had just entered the cafeteria was standing over her. Alexis jumped again as he pulled the knife from it's orifice and slammed it down again, her eyes wide and her tanned complexion paling by the second. As the monster began slowing, she removed her arms from it's shoulders quickly, only for it to flop down against her lap. She quickly brushed it off to the side of her and her eyes began to well up with tears. Alexis was now sat in the creatures blood, the liquid staining her denim shorts and the ends of her oversized denim shirt. Her hands, her bare legs, her revealed stomach were also covered. She glanced down at herself, only feeling more upset by the second. That's when she saw the hand extended to her from the stranger who'd just saved her life.<br><br>Alexis slowly lifted her bloody hand to the man's, gripping it tightly before pulling herself up abruptly while stumbling forwards into the stranger. Her arms extended around him and her face buried into his torso quickly as tears fell from her puffy eyes. The blond kept a hold of him for a second or so as she collected herself, trying not to sob too loudly. A few seconds later, Alexis pulled away, sniffing while using the bottom of her palm, the only clean bit of her hands, to wipe her eyes quickly. "Thank you...." She mumbled, still obviously traumatized by the whole scene. The blond&nbsp; kept her head low, trying to hide her red, flushed, tear streaked face from the rest of the group. Her next thought was to find something to clean herself up with, but she didn't feel comfortable moving by herself or putting the idea to the rest of the group.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>24-02-2013, 21:28:46</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>Selene<br><strong>Tags</strong>Alexis, Nathan, Markus<br><br>Selene slowly relaxes as the threat is eliminated and she stands. She glances around the room and speaks softly "are we sure this room is secure?" She hesitates a moment as she thinks. "We can't stay here if there's more of those things. I'll check the kitchen." She looks at the man with the blade "would you mind checking the rest of this room?" Selene waits for his response before she sets her bow down briefly.<br><br>If she's doing this, she doesn't need her pack. She continues to glance around, check for threats as she stows the backpack under a table.&nbsp; After a moment of thought, Selene opens it and tosses a case of baby wipes at the girl. "you might want that"&nbsp; She shoots a quick smile to the girl before retrieving her bow and quiver. <br><br>An arrow is again nocked and Selene turns towards the kitchen. "God, I wish there was some fucking light in here!"<br><br>Selene sighs and grimaces as she slips into the kitchen. She can barely see as she slowly inches through the kitchen, terrified a creature will jump her. It seems hours pass before she's made a circle and is back at the door, without finding another creature. Selene breaths a soft sigh of relief as she turns back to the group "It's clear. What about this room?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Warlord Zanyl</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 09:12:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPzOxVV9Qzz7Rl5dLVeB66Aglzhl129ZUd3vZI-heXzJw9OMx08w)</div> <strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Marcus Gray</em></span></span></span></strong> + (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7670606#msg7670606)<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Alexis, Selene, Nathan<br><br><hr><hr><br><strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>C</em></span></span></strong>aught by surprise, Marcus stared down to his chest where the girl he'd just rescued was. He could almost feel her trembling then. Not knowing if it was a good idea to hug her back just yet, he simply consoled her, or at least attempted to, by stroking her hair back. <em>You're alright, now..</em>, his gesture implied.<br><br>Giving the girl some time to recover herself, he turned his head to once again face the other two, "<strong>I'm Marcus.. Marcus Gray.. And no, I'm not from around here. I just moved in a couple of years ago.</strong>" He felt the girl finally letting him go so he turned to face her and smiled, just to assure her everything was okay now. "<strong>Don't mention it..</strong>" he whispered back. <br><br>When the lady with the bow spoke, Marcus wasn't sure if the slight distraction from the girl's words of gratitude had caused him to miss her name. What he'd heard though, was her concern for the security of the room and her request for him to ensure the room is clear. He wanted to repeat what Nathan had asked but had to agree with her on the more pressing matters. Besides, they got the whole night together to learn more than just each other's name.<br><br>There wasn't much around now lest for the recent halved corpse. At least nothing to take note of. Except for that nauseous putrid stench. Marcus looked down at his feet and saw the pool of blood and the strings of intestines all around him. His gaze then followed up his jeans and shirt. He was covered in muck, almost to the point of being drenched. Marcus then studied Alexis a little closer. If he's in that state, just by getting a hug from her, he assumed she would be in a state much worse. That was when he knew that no amount of baby wipes could clean them up.<br><br>"<strong>It looks clear here..</strong>" he first replied to Selene. "<strong>Nathan, was it? Give me a hand with this table, will you..? We could use this to barricade the door.. At least it'll prevent them from entering..</strong>" said the man as he walked towards the furniture. "<strong>We'll strengthen this with another table later.. Because now, I'm not very comfortable being covered with muck all over me.. I wouldn't want to risk being infected this way either.. Who knows what these blood could do on an open wound..</strong>" then he turned to face the blonde girl. "<strong>I just came from a washroom back there.. It's just a short trip.. The two of us could clean up there while the rest remain here and make sure nothing gets in.. Or maybe help fortify the place.. We'll knock and whisper our name when we return.. What do you say, Miss... umm..?</strong>" it wasn't the best pick up line and the venue was certainly the worst place for a date but hey, what could he do at a time like this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chreestafer</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 02:30:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://thebestcelebritybodies.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/119-Chris-Hemsworth-picture.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span></strong> Tristyn Phoenix<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong> 26<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span></strong> Open</span><br><br>His eyes fluttered in pain as he held his ribs softly <strong>"please let the next room not have these shambling freaks!"</strong> he hissed through his teeth as he ran down the hall.&nbsp; His ordeal was to get to the front of the college, possibly find some sort of gym to get to the sports lockers and lock himself into gym.&nbsp; <strong>"OH COME OFF OF IT!"</strong> his voice traveled as he slid into a wall almost breaking his shoulder.&nbsp; The ground was covered in the intestinal muck from what ever the corpse once was.&nbsp; However, he wasn't pissed at that as he looked up he saw 4 of them shambeling down the hall in his direction.&nbsp; Forced to change route he found himself rushing towards the canteen, fists clenched, heart pumping, ribs screaming in pain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 12:50:45</strong>
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				Name: <strong>Nathan</strong><br>Tagging: <strong>All in the Cafeteria</strong><br><br>Nathan felt relieved when he saw that the girl was safe. Saved at the last. His face soured slightly as he saw how much (for lack of a better word) muck covered her, but lightened up as she covered the other guy as well. "<em>Sure</em>" he said when the new guy (who he now new as Markus) mentioned putting tables in the way of the doors. He got slightly concerned when Markus mentioned leaving the safety of the cafeteria. "<em>I'm pretty sure there was a sink in the kitchen, and there wasn't anything in there</em>". <br>He looked at the girl "<em>If you are going, you'll need something better than a tin of beans</em>" He then moved into the kitchen looking for something suitable and foolproof enough to use, then he saw it. "<em>Here, this should work</em>" He said walking out and handing the girl a stainless steel meat tenderizer. "<em>It has a bit of weight behind it, so it should be ok. works well on dead cow at least.</em>" After barricading the doors he sat in one of the plastic chairs and let the weight of the day sink in.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 20:29:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.celebrity-pictures.ca/Celebrities/Hayden-Panettiere/Hayden-Panettiere-1211398.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexis Daniels.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Markus/Nathan/Selene<br><br><hr><hr><br>Alexis kept her head down for a moment, only to look up and catch a glimpse of Selene's smile. The blond watched her silently for a moment, still rooted in place, her hands now level with her chest while her fingers fiddled uncomfortably with one another. Her green eyes watched the women as she reached into her pack for something, but she still felt on edge and couldn't really focus on what she was seeing. As the packet of baby wipes were tossed towards her, her hands automatically darted out and caught them with ease; her reflexes were still sharp even with a blurred brain. "T-Thank you." She spoke, a little louder this time; it was obvious by her stutter that she was still distressed. Alexis glanced down to the packet in her hands and let out a small sigh. She knew for a fact that unless she used most of the pack, she wouldn't be able to clean herself up and Lexi wasn't keen on wasting someones provisions. Clearing her throat, she adjusted her weight to her right foot and then back to her left, swaying ever so slightly on the spot to try and relax herself somewhat. <br><br>With everyone buzzing about, being all efficient and safe with their jobs of barricading doors and checking out the rest of the large room, Alexis felt a little useless. She simply stared around from person to person, the pack of wet wipes still in her hands as she resisted using them; maybe she could get used to the blood and guts look....No. Shaking her head a little at her own thoughts, she was brought back to reality when Markus (she'd taken in peoples names at least) turned to her and mentioned the bathrooms not far from the cafeteria. "Oh...Uh, my names Alexis. Just call me Lexi." A small smile pulled at her lips, though her teeth remained hidden behind them. "Markus...I'm sorry about...well..." Alexis gestured a hand at the gunk she'd managed to cover him in. She turned to Nathan, the ginger one she'd rescued earlier, and raised an eyebrow at his point of the kitchen sink. Though, to be honest, Alexis wanted to just strip all of her clothes off and scrub them and she didn't particularly like the idea of doing that in front of a bunch of strangers. <br><br>Tilting her chin up a little in an attempt to make herself seem more confident and certain, Lexi parted her glossy lips to speak. "Actually, just past the washrooms you're talking about is a changing room that has showers connected to it, just at the back of the room. When everything....happened....no one was allowed to used them. Of course, they let us go to the bathroom, but they crowded us all in the sports gym at the back of the campus. If there are any....things there, then I don't think there would be too many and I'm...prepared...this time." She had to admit, even she brought her 'I can stand up for myself' tone and in all honesty, she felt safer knowing she wouldn't be going alone. "If I'm with Markus then I think I'll be...I mean, we'll be fine." Her eyes darted to the man who'd just saved her life for a brief second, only to look back over towards Nathan. "And if it's all the same to you guys, I'd really like to wash these too..." One hand moved to the waistband of her blood stained denim shorts, pulling at them ever so slightly. She knew she wouldn't get everything out, but the cleaner she was, the better she would feel. When he mentioned her safety and the fact that she didn't really have a weapon or anything to defend herself with, she frowned. When he extended the hammer-like object to her, she reluctantly reached out and took it, feeling the weight almost instantly as Nathan released his grip. "Thanks." The blond paused for a moment before continuing her point. "I mean, we could all go but I think it's better to hold this room for as long as we can....And we won't be gone long, I promise. Who knows, we could find more people...like us." Clearing her throat, she looked over to Selene for approval.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 22:22:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>Selene<br><strong>Tags</strong>Markus/Nathan/Alexis<br><br>Selene hesitates, the blonde-Lexi-is looking at her. Is she...asking permission? "I think..." Selene shifts slightly as she considers the options. "I don't like it.&nbsp; We don't know enough about these creatures. I want to say yes, hell I'd <em>love</em> a shower but how can we be sure the sound won't attract them?" She closes her eyes a moment, trying to remember the layout. <br><br>After a long moment, Selene sighs and nods. "alright.&nbsp; Nathan, can you stay here and secure this room as best you can?" She then glances at Markus "can't believe I'm actually going to say this but-I'd feel safer if someone was watching. Can you stand just outside the door, give us time to-"Selene laughs softly "-run naked back here if the freaks do show up?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Warlord Zanyl</strong> on <strong>02-03-2013, 09:45:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPzOxVV9Qzz7Rl5dLVeB66Aglzhl129ZUd3vZI-heXzJw9OMx08w)</div> <strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Marcus Gray</em></span></span></span></strong> + (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7670606#msg7670606)<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Alexis, Selene, Nathan, Tristyn<br><br><hr><hr><br><strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>A</em></span></span></strong>lexis, that's what she told him her name was. But he could call her Lexi, she said. For Marcus, that's a good sign. It's a sign of trust. And with the dead eating out on the living all around them, trust between those alive <em>is</em> important. Of course he'll need more than just a name before he could entrust anybody with his life, thought Marcus. But what choice did he have? <br><br>He was both grateful and lucky that his first encounter with the party was accompanied by a close call with one of the dead. If it wasn't for the attack and the rescue, he doubted he could find himself in this position. Marcus smiled at the blonde when she'd apologized and then shook his head to ensure her it was alright. He didn't blame her for it. She was scared and relieved at that time. In fact, they all probably were. Besides, he could use the hug as the gesture somewhat helped calm him down. Especially after having so much to absorb in one day.<br><br>She then suggested using the changing room instead and the ex-boxer had hoped there would be showers somewhere when he talked about the washroom. His prayers now answered. From what she'd told them, he now knew she was a student here. He wasn't sure if the rest of the group were too though but it's good to know that someone among them was familiar with the layout of this facility. When she'd agreed to go with him and when Nathan too have approved, Marcus turned around and headed for the door.<br><br>However, the man paused in his track and frowned when the woman with the bow, which he'd still not know the name of, seemed to misunderstand the whole plan. She then went ahead and came up with another, suggesting that Nathan should stay inside and he stood by out there alone, while they both go to the showers. He tried to reason himself with the idea, to try and see it from her point of view. But it didn't take him long to realize it was too much of a risk.<br><br>"<strong>I don't think we men could allow you two ladies to go on your own.. Not with those things out there.. We just won't forgive ourselves should you run into trouble..</strong>" he directed his words to Selene. "<strong>And to be honest with you, I'm not up for standing outside in the corridor by myself with nobody watching my back.. So I suggest we do everything in pairs..</strong>" perhaps she was concern with having a man to accompany a lady to the showers, unlike how they're once used to, thought Marcus. "<strong>I know you may feel uncomfortable having a male stranger around while you cleanse yourself but looking at the situation we're in, we don't have much choice.. Lexi and I shall go first.. We'll clear the area and then you two could go next..</strong>" Marcus then faced Alexis, "<strong>Come..</strong>"<br><br>When he moved the table slightly away and peered his head out the door, the man heard something approaching. He raised his dagger high in front of him while the other hand reached back to signal the rest to be quiet, as well as to keep Alexis behind him should she had made her way to him. From the bobbing silhouette, he thought it to be one of them. It was coming from the opposite direction and not from the direction of the changing room where they'll be going. But the speed of it's approach was way too fast to be one of them.<br><br>Nonetheless, he wouldn't assume it to be human based on it's pace alone. So Marcus stepped outside and prepared himself against the shadow. "<strong>Lexi, get behind me and watch my rear.. Once we take care of this one, we'll head out..</strong>" whispered Marcus.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chreestafer</strong> on <strong>06-03-2013, 01:58:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://thebestcelebritybodies.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/119-Chris-Hemsworth-picture.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span></strong> Tristyn Phoenix<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong> 26<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span></strong> Open</span><br><br>His right arm practically held his ribs up as he quickly made pace towards the feeding area of the university.&nbsp; He hadn't planned on going this way, he actually wished to find the gym to lock into and possibly find the time to clean himself up.&nbsp; Yet then again did he plan for the dead to walk and chase him as their next meal?&nbsp; To his right he saw lightning once more as the window was splatted with rain water.&nbsp; However for a split second he thought he saw someone falling victim to one of the walkers.<br><br>He gritted his teeth realizing, he could be dead within minuets.<br><br>His stomach turned and he began to feel dizzy.&nbsp; Was he still bleeding? No, he cleaned up, or did he?&nbsp; He reached a hand up to his forehead finding the blood trickling down his cheek.&nbsp; <strong>"Fuck,"</strong> he exhaled softly as he realized he forgot to tend to those wounds while in the nurses office <strong>"come on, focus, forward, you can fix it later"</strong> could he?&nbsp; yet again he was getting dizzy.<br><br>As he came closer to the canteen he saw the two figures hit the shadows near the wall.&nbsp; <em>...its over...</em> his thoughts turned to anger as he pulled the bag from his back and rustled through it loudly. He found the grip of the hand gun, the gun he only had 4 bullets for, the gun he had hoped to save for an emergency.&nbsp; <em>wait, this is an emergency.</em>&nbsp; He pulled the gun aiming towards the two figures.&nbsp; <br><br>Eyes blurred, the world span as he fell.&nbsp; He fell and hit hard as he collapsed to the marble flooring of the university, the gun clattered off towards the shadows.&nbsp; He was out cold, blood still seeping from the deep gash across his forehead.&nbsp; <br><br>The walkers down the hall shifted closer, moans and growls echoing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>14-03-2013, 13:40:11</strong>
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				Name: <strong>Nathan</strong><br>Tagging: <strong>All in the cafeteria</strong><br><br>Nathan wasn't sure about the suggestion Marcus made. But the gentleman in him had to grudgingly agree that someone protecting the women when they were <em>predisposed</em> was a good idea. As he helped Marcus move the table from the door he noticed him pause. "What is it?" he asked already knowing the answer, but still having a nagging doubt playing at the back of his mind. "Are you sure it's one of them? We need to be sure before anything...<em>regrettable</em> happens."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>14-03-2013, 13:54:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.celebrity-pictures.ca/Celebrities/Hayden-Panettiere/Hayden-Panettiere-1211398.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Alexis Daniels.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Markus/Nathan/Selene<br><br><hr><hr><br>Alexis was now quiet as her eyes scanned from person to person, first on Selene, then Nathan and then back to Marcus. She didn't think that her and Selene should have gone alone, even if the woman was a crack shot with her bow, but the idea of going with one of the men also made her feel a bit uneasy. So far though, Marcus had saved her life and it was either go with him or go alone, which she was pretty sure wasn't the best option. The blond waited quietly before Marcus spoke up, taking charge with the situation. She gave a small nod, but the thought of 'clearing' the area made fear crawl up her spine, a heavy sigh releasing from her lips. "Right. Let's do this." She spoke confidently, nodding her head as she toyed with the mallet in her hands, testing the weight of it. She hoped to god there weren't many of those things on the way.<br><br>Following Marcus through the cafeteria, Alexis remained a space apart to allow him and Nathan to pull their makeshift barricade from the large double doors. She felt herself beginning to doubt herself, the fear spreading to her brain like wildfire. Holding the mallet with both hands in front of her, she began to breath a little shakily and the pace of her breaths quickened little by little. She had to get a grip but she couldn't help but feeling cheerleading was a breeze compaired to what was going on now; even when she'd broken her ankle after being dropped from a toss. <br><br>It was only when she heard her name that she was brought back to reality and she quickly stepped out into the corridor, her back to Marcus as she stared alertly through the empty, deathly silent hallway. "Is it really one of them?" The blond questioned, turning her head briefly to look over her shoulder and around the taller man. She saw the figure fall onto the ground and she couldn't help but frown. "Why did it fall....? We should check it out. It could be human." Her voice was strained with concern and she thought about side stepping Marcus to investigate, but she remained put, turning her head to watch the passage in front of her for fear of being ambushed or jumped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>14-03-2013, 22:09:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>Selene<br><strong>Tags</strong>Alexis, Markus, Nathan, open<br><br>Selene steps out of the cafeteria behind Alexis and Markus. They see something she can't and that terrifies her. She has to know, to be able to react. Her hands tighten on her bow as she draws it back, aiming for the things head. "stay behind me. I have range" Her voice is soft as she steps to the front. She's forcing herself to take steady, even breaths, a trick learned long ago to steady her nerves. <br><br>"oofda" Selene mutters softly as she slowly approaches the figure on the ground. "If you're human. Say something. I don't miss" Her voice is pitched to carry to the figure but not much further. She stops her approach about 20 feet away and hesitates. She's unwilling to shoot if the thing isn't a thing but a human. But she can't risk getting closer until she knows for sure. <br><br>She risks a brief glance back, checking on the group. When she glances back she notices something new about the fallen, there's blood. "Oh, christ...!" Selene takes a step forward, inching closer and finally stands over him. Yup, blood. Her boot prods at the things shoulder and when she gets no response, she curses.<br>A small group of walkers approach, only two but who knows how many are behind the corner. <br><br>"He's bleeding.." She hisses back at the group, retreating again to a safe distance. "Do walkers...bleed?"&nbsp; Selene watches the two walkers shamble closer to the figure, time's running out. "oh hell...."<br><br>She curses and releases her arrow, spearing one walker through the neck. It falls back with the impact and continues to crawl towards the prone figure. The second arrow is the kill shot but by then the second walker is almost to the figure
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Warlord Zanyl</strong> on <strong>15-03-2013, 15:42:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPzOxVV9Qzz7Rl5dLVeB66Aglzhl129ZUd3vZI-heXzJw9OMx08w)</div> <strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>Marcus Gray</em></span></span></span></strong> + (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164668.msg7670606#msg7670606)<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Alexis, Selene, Nathan, Tristyn<br><br><hr><hr><br><strong><span style="font-size: medium;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>M</em></span></span></strong>arcus's line of sight was suddenly hindered. He'd to pull his head back so his eyes could re-focus on the shadows. It was that woman with the bow. She'd left the cafeteria and went ahead to investigate on the approaching figure. Irrational, thought the former boxer. She could get them all killed if she were to continue with such bold actions, Marcus told himself. His ears then caught on the clattering. Whatever it was had slid to his boot. Marcus went down on a knee and reached out. <br><br><em>A gun? He's human... Right?</em> He wasn't sure if those things could hold a weapon to begin with. Then again, they're not so smart at climbing, so there's a chance they might not know how to use a gun. Marcus buried the weapon into the back of his jeans and watched Selene took down, what could have been the friend of that which had fell. <em>Shit! How could she be so sure they weren't human? I couldn't even tell in this darkness..</em><br><br>"<strong>Lexi, come with me! Stay close!</strong>" said Marcus as he moved forward towards the fallen figure. "<strong>You, get back inside the cafeteria! Quick!</strong>" the man addressed Selene before he knelt down beside the body. With a dagger raised, ready to stab into the skull should it make any sudden movement, he checked for the man's pulse. "<strong>This one's alive! Weak pulse, but very much alive! Cover me, Lexi!</strong>" he continued before he began dragging the man to the cafeteria.<br><br>The groan from the approaching threat sure wasn't friendly. He glanced up towards the <em>walker</em>, impulsively wanting to defend himself as it came within reach. If he were to stop now and handle it, who knows how much time they would have before more could catch up. And by the sound of it, there seemed to be a few more behind. He couldn't stop dragging the body. He could only count on Alexis to deal with the threat now.<br><br>"<strong>Nathan, bring this one inside.. But be careful.. It might wake up and attack.. Lexi and I will distract the others away from the cafeteria.. We'll be back once everything is cleared..</strong>" with that, he shifted his attention to Alexis, watching her back and the surroundings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chreestafer</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 01:20:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://thebestcelebritybodies.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/119-Chris-Hemsworth-picture.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">NAME:</span></strong> Tristyn Phoenix<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">AGE:</span></strong> 26<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">TAG:</span></strong> Open</span><br><br><br><em>Am I dead? Is this heaven? No this has to be hell, those things were here, Where is here?</em><br><br>Thoughts raced as his vision was blurred.&nbsp; His hazel eyes half fluttered as he looked up but truthfully couldn't see anything.&nbsp; he heard the twang of the bow but couldn't discern what it was.&nbsp; He heard names, muffled but he heard them non the less, "...nat... ...lex..." was all he could make out as the pain in head ached everything away.&nbsp; He tried to breath, but it hurt, and he found he was tired, really tired, maybe he should sleep.&nbsp; <em>NO DON'T SLEEP!</em>&nbsp; His eyes fluttered again as he heard himself shouting inside head "silence," he spoke to himself but it was audible enough for those around him to hear him.&nbsp; His eyes rolled as he tasted blood <em>"why was there blood, where am I?</em> he continued to question as his lips moved but nothing came out.&nbsp; The blood came from him falling to the ground blacking out, he bit the side of his mouth.&nbsp; He heard the groans near him, were others hurt to, was he hurt? The blurry vision swirled around him as his head throbbed again.<br><br>All went black.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Walking Dead Rp (In Character thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 02:06:30</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Nathan<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><br>"Damn it!" Nathan swore. What he wouldn't give for all this to be a bad dream. To wake up in his shitty little bed, in his shitty little apartment and go to his shitty little job. He moved out from the canteen and into the hallway. He winced as Selene caught another one in the neck, dropping it to the floor. But one still remained slowly approaching the man on the floor. He could get to him before the thing did, <em>just </em>. "This ent gunna tickle mate." Nathan said as he reached him, turning him onto his back. Being rewarded with slight gasp from the man. He reached both hands under the guys arms and started to drag him back to the canteen. "Lex, hold the door open we're coming back!" He called as he made his way to the canteen.
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