forum Infected Hearts - closed

Started March 01, 2019 by @PuffPoff

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(I'll make my character soon, I'm sorry for being late!

Name: Promise Carmelle
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Appearance: wavy dark brown hair,
Outfit: Blue glasses. Black hoodie with black torn jeans. Grey sneakers. Her hair is always down, usually tossed over her shoulder.
Personality: Wary of most people, keeps to herself, her books and her computer.
Other: Loves to research things, spends most of her time investigating the virus.

Name: Solstice Peters
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: White dyed shortish hair in small pigtails with black roots and light purple streaks, one blue eye, one purple eye, light skin tone, hourglass and slightly muscular, 5'5
Outfit: black hoodie with cutesie brain medic design, ripped blue jeans with a gold belt, white tights with stitched heart design
Personality: Funloving, kind, loving, very extroverted, happy pappy, smart, motherly, has a hard time following rules, has slight dyslexia
Other: Loves videogames, especially zombie involved ones, loves music.

(I've never used this child before so here we gooo)

Name: Logan Myers
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pan-ace
Appearance: Hazel colored eyes, pale white skin tone, brushed up, messy, brown hair
Outfit: Logan has a baseball cap that he wears all the time. He has a reason for it, although he won't reveal it to anyone. He wears a regular old dirtied white t shirt with flannel, a pair of ripped jeans and old sneakers on his feet.
Personality: Logan is polite but very, very stubborn. He never seems to understand when he does something wrong. He's pretty quiet, though and thoughtful.
Other: I might add more but I gotta go

Can I join??

May I Join?

All three of you can join, and then I'm closing this rp.
Btw I love all of your characters!

Thank you

That filled up fast!))

Name: Rune Kingsley
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pan
Appearance: Thin, Slightly tan, Light blue eyes, short raven black hair
Outfit: Black tank top with red plaid over shirt, black leggings, black combat boots, and has a dark red hair clip.
Personality: Rune is very vivacious but doesn't usually talk to people unless she knows them well. Thoughtful and kind but doesn't want to show it cause she thinks it makes her weak, so she has a tough exterior and doesn't cry or smile often.
Other: She loves to sketch pictures of the outdoors, she finds beauty in everything. She listens to music quite often and sometimes sings along with it, just never in public.

I like the name Repere

Ooh yeah Repere sounds cool

(oke then! I actually haven't really rped with him, his original story definitely doesn't have anything to do with zombies so this shall be interesting!)
Name: Repere Seaven/Rep
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Tall, muscular, and slightly tanned, Repere has a strong jaw and brow and thick very dark brown hair(usually mistaken for black) that reaches past his wide shoulders. He has big slightly tilted, very dark brown eyes and a smiling mouth.
Outfit: Dirty, beat up black jacket missing buttons, no shirt, dusty black jeans, combat boots. And a pure amber stone on a simple cord around his neck.
Personality: Looks half-amused all the time, if it's heart-and-brain he's definitely the heart, guarded but doesn't seem like it, likes attention and being around people, joking and flirty, steady anxiety and kinda emotional but again you couldn't tell, doesn't fear zombies specifically or pain but is very scared of dying, wary and aware of his surroundings, used to heat so he likes the sun and fires and stuff
Other: Skilled with most weapons but especially crossbows and long knives. Used to bigger guns but he doesn't prefer them. He doesn't really have friends but he hates being all alone. Somewhat unstable, like if he found a box of stray kittens he'd be just as likely to abandon them as to rescue them. He hates how reliant he is on others. He likes practicing fighting and learning new things.

I like him

Damien sat inside his house, watching as a few snowflakes fell from the sky. He was glad that throughout this whole apocalypse, no zombies had infiltrated his home.
It was a small one story building, nothing too fancy. It sat at the corner of a road, slightly outside of town but close enough that he could see the town hall. Damien made sure to keep the lights off in his house all the time, just in case a zombie walked by. If they didn't see a light on in a building they usually didn't investigate.
Damien hadn't left his house in a week. He was slowly running out of food though, and was currently biding his time until he found the courage to leave his home.

Solstice groaned into the pillow on her chair. She was bored and wanted to go outside and move around, but it wasn't safe. "Ugh, stupid zombies! You're only fun in video games," She pouted staring out the window. After a few minutes of watching, she saw a zombie stumble by and she ducked down out of its view, *Woo that was close," She thought biting her lip after it had passed. Solstice walked into the kitchen and frowned at the mostly empty fridge and pantry. "I'm not going to get turned into a zombie…I'm going to freaking starve!"

In all the possible end of the world situations she'd heard about on TV growing up, she could never had imagined surviving in any of them. Yet here she was, and the rest of her more qualified family was gone.

At the moment, she stalked the streets, a bag filled canned food, two water bottles, and some medical tape on her back. In her hands was a rusted metal pipe with a shard of glass duck taped to the end. Her latest theory was that spearing a zombie’s heart out would kill it, and it was only a matter of time until she got to try it out. After scanning the road ahead and seeing nothing, the girl poked her head out in the open, silently creeping down the sidewalk past a row of houses.

The gas station was, apparently, not empty. Repere managed to choke down the shout trying to thrash out of his throat. It would only attract more freaks. There was a moment of blissful silence, then one of the things croaked uncertainly. The zombies surrounding it hissed impatiently and leaped for Rep, shoes squeaking on the polished floor of the station. It always unnerved Rep how, even though they were empty, psychotic corpes, they still wore shoes. Shoe-wearing zombies. Who could have predicted that?
Then again, who could have predicted any of this?
Rep jerked and instinctively slammed the door in their faces. There wasn't a lock, so it wouldn't stop them, but as their glassy-eyed faces slammed into the door behind him, Rep had enough time to make it to his heavy black bike. He hit the gas, jaw tensed. The freaks were left with the smell of cheap gasoline, staggering to a halt in front of the big, empty gas station, in the big, empty city, in the big, empty world.

After Sol had grabbed an apple juice and some cheezits, she peeked out of her window while she sat on her knees, so only the top half of her head could be seen. As she watched for zombies, it was entertaining to see the stupid creatures fumble about, Solstice noticed a girl with rusted metal and glass spear thing walk down the street, What the… She thought, her grip tightening on her apple juice and squirting it everywhere, she leaned backward onto the floor and sighed.

Eira crept down the street, each footstep silent. The houses around here looked to be in surprisingly good shape. She considered investigating one to hide out in for a few days before she moved on.