forum Calling the Apocalypse RP people where you at

Started April 16, 2019 by @Norepinephrinxx

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"What's the fun in that?" Fig mutters. "I'm not going back anytime soon."

Persephone hummed as she connected some more wires, smiling in relief when she heard the hum of the water filter turning on. Now at least there's water for the group.
"Marx? I got the water back on." Persephone says into the walkie-talkie. That's when she heard the groaning of Affecteds headed towards the loud humming of the damn that wouldn't shut off for another minute. "Shit. Gotta go. I'll meet you guys back at the college."

“You can stay in this old place if you want, but I’ve got friends who will worry about me if I’m gone too long,” Marx replied.

He heard his walkie talkie go off. Persephone’s voice was on the other end.
“Gotcha. I’ll be back soon,” he said.

"I guess this is by, then." Fig winks.

“See you around,” Marx said before heading out.
The sun was lowering in the sky, and he knew he needed to get back before dark at least. He drew his gun and held a knife in his other hand. He was a good hundred yards from the store when he passed through an area spotted with shadows, up against a tree line. Marx, a bit buzzed and careless, didn’t monitor his surroundings as usual, and was taken by surprise when a hand reached for his arm. He shouted and used his knife to lash out at what turned out to be a zombie, leaving a cut. Then he stabbed towards the zombie’s eye, but missed. The knife struck into the Affected’s nose and broke. The part of the blade where it had snapped cut Marx’s hand. He stumbled back a bit and aimed his gun then fired.
Once the zombie was down, he turned tail and ran back towards the campus.

Persephone panted heavily, blood smeared on her cheek as she bent down over the very last zombie she had killed. It was an entire mini herd. And while zombies could sometimes coordinate themselves, it was nowhere near that good.
It had to have been planned.

Marx passed the dam and came up close to the campus. He caught Persephone from the corner of his eye.
“Perseph- I thought you’d already gone back?” he said.
But then he saw the zombies.
“Oh.”

"Something is going on." Persephone pants.

“What’s up?” Marx asked, “Is everything okay? Let’s make our way back. We can talk about it while we go.”

Nodding, Persephone begins to follow him. "Someone lead a whole herd to the damn. There was no way there could ever be a herd that big."

"A herd? Of Affected?" Marx asked, almost unbelieving, "You really think someone did that? God, what is it with people out here and trying to kill each other?"

"No clue." Persephone sighs, pulling open the door to the college.