forum //where the dead men lie// >>closed<< stalkers welcome tho 0.0

Started May 24, 2021 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

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Name: Xander Solano
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearence: About 5'10, broad shoulders but overall lithe build,, very pale skin, sleek black hair that sits just above shoulder length, and mostly covers the right side of his face. Shocking gray eyes.
Personality: A very skittish individual, but good in a crisis and generally knows how to save his own skin. He's forgiving, always one for mercy and second chances, but he tends to be too trusting of people at times. Lacks conviction and backbone.
Likes: Cats, art, warm drinks, nighttime
Dislikes: Loud noises, blood
Backround: Pretty bare-bones explanation, but here goes. Lived with just his dad in a coastal town for most of his life. His father passed away, and he dodged the foster care system like nobody's business. He made a living by carefully stealing, working small jobs, and other things like that. He later learned that his mother (who he thought was dead) was still alive somewhere, and he set out to find her. Except before he could find her, all hell broke loose.

Omg okay i Alia and Xander so much! Im Excited to roleplay with you guys XD

Mee too!!

Here is my guy, I figured he would be the funnest to work with. ^-^

Name: Darius Newman
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Appearence: Black hair that falls into his eyes, pale green eyes, 5'5, wears an oversize hoodie, skinny.
Personality: Quiet, forgettful, nice.Oblivious in the best way. He has Short term memeory loss, so he tends to forget things often, so he writes them in a little notebook so he will have a way to remember, he likes talking to people, and feels bad for forgetting everyone he meets.
Likes: Playing drums, being around others.
Dislikes: Agressive people,
Backround: Lived with his dad until one day, he forgot to come home and has been roaming around ever sense, not really going anywhere, having forgotten where he is from, he just goes with the flow. He didn't notice when everything started going downhill, so he is oblivious to it.

Ps: This is a bit off of his origianal personality, and I am not sure what my thoughts are, but I hope he works here.

(can I join as well? or-?)

(i am pretty sure you already joined)

(can I join as well? or-?)

(i am pretty sure you already joined)

( I have not)

( @mere_hufflepuff @jacen-is-really-fackin-gay im just checking up to make sure you guys still wanna be in this?)

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( @mere_hufflepuff @jacen-is-really-fackin-gay im just checking up to make sure you guys still wanna be in this?)

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(oh nevermind sorry, I didnt see that, also I didnt answer that bc I had to turn my computer in for the summer-)

Name: Elodie Manchester
Age: 17
Gender: female
Sexuality: bisexual
Appearance: https://ibb.co/5rn3cRn
Personality: she likes to draw, she adores her little sister, Clementine, who she takes everywhere, to cafe's the park.
Likes: drawing, reading
Dislikes: most people
Background: she lives with her aunt, due to her parents dying by their car crashing into a lake, she spends her time taking care of her little sister, because her aunt is always working at the hospital.

Hey guys! I'm sorry I took a small break, my summer got slightly busy. ;-;
Anyway I love Darius and Elodie! Welcome to the role play! I'm excited to role-playing with yall:)
I'll update the role play and then we can start if you guys are good with that!! ^^
(Again, I'm so so sorry I left you guys hanging like that. Not cool on my part)

All good fam, I know how it is! I'm excited to get started! xD

All good fam, I know how it is! I'm excited to get started! xD

Oh you're too.kind TT^TT
I'm so hyped. I'll type up the beginning post sometime today! ^^

All good fam, I know how it is! I'm excited to get started! xD

Oh you're too.kind TT^TT
I'm so hyped. I'll type up the beginning post sometime today! ^^

Sounds good!

Jezariah stood at the base of the stairs of the apartment building he had been camping in for the last few hours.
Having finally decided to explore and see if anyone was around. And if not, he would be able to take any food or supplies they had left behind. Be it whether they died or fled the building.
Standing there, his shoes keeping him perfectly in place on the concrete-like tiles as a heavy-set humanoid figure staring him down with dead, unfocused eyes.
Its skin leathery and torn, scabs and scars covering its naked torso, long skinny arms hanging down to the ground so its large hands were dragging along the floor as it stepped down the stairs. A soft thunk sounding whenever its hands dropped to the next step.
Eye sockets looking as if they were non-existent, zombie-like eyes bulging out of what you might be able to call a skull. Its nose was short and crooked, and what Jezariah could only guess was black blood dripped down its face and into its sad looking mouth, only a few teeth having not fallen into its rotting mouth.
Jez lets out a short breath before sucking in and taking a step back and stumbling back against the door that leads to the second floor.
His hand went to the door knob but it didn't budge.
”Its locked?” he thought to himself, panicking.
Jezariah, not having much experience with these things, had frozen. Not in fear but shock and disbelief.
He believed..this is where he would die.
“I guess there was no point in trying to survive anyway…”

(So I’m leaving plenty of room for any of you guys to insert your character in any way you would like. Maybe they’re in the stairwell? Idk you do what you want, I’m just making room)

(Ill be putting Jesse in in a little bit but not now lol)

(I'm going to bed in like ten minutes but yeet)
A deafening blast sounded without warning, just as the creature reached forward. Its head exploded, and teeth and stray buckshot pinged against the walls on either side. Slowly, the monster toppled to the ground.
Standing just behind it at the top of the stairs was a gangly, dark-haired young man holding a hunting rifle. The gun's barrel smoked as he lowered it, and he adjusted the brim of his baseball cap so he could take in the scene.
"Hoo! Did'n' see you there." He grinned at Jez, seeming perfectly casual about what had just happened. "I been tailin' this critter all day. Y'all right there? Hope this ain't your hideout. I reckon we'd better clear outta here before somethin' else shows up to see what the ruckus was about."

Jezariah winces, turning away as the creatures head explodes, hot, black blood flying towards him and landing on his skin, slowly burning through his clothes and heating his skin.
“Ah!” He quickly swipes his durag from his head and swipes the blood off before dropping it, letting it burn holes in the rag on the ground before looking back up at the man, eyes wide “uh-“ he stammers, “no i was just seeing if anyone was here….” He pauses, amazed that he found another person, having not seen someone else in a good while.
“Yeah okay” he says quietly, his eyes drawn back towards the creatures corpse that had toppled down the stairs and at his feet. “Who are you?” He asks hesitant to do so.
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Jesse stepped through the shattered glass door of the convenience store, her steel toed boots crunching shards of glass beneath her feet as she did so.
Her dark hair pulled up and out of her face, beads sweat dripping down her forehead.
“Damn, its fall. Why does it feel like f**ing summer still” she mumbles to herself, slipping behind the counter and kneeling down to where the cigarettes were stashed.
“Ha nice” she says in an excited whisper, shoving all the packs and lighters in her back, along with any alcohol she found near the back.

Jezariah winces, turning away as the creatures head explodes, hot, black blood flying towards him and landing on his skin, slowly burning through his clothes and heating his skin.
“Ah!” He quickly swipes his durag from his head and swipes the blood off before dropping it, letting it burn holes in the rag on the ground before looking back up at the man, eyes wide “uh-“ he stammers, “no i was just seeing if anyone was here….” He pauses, amazed that he found another person, having not seen someone else in a good while.
“Yeah okay” he says quietly, his eyes drawn back towards the creatures corpse that had toppled down the stairs and at his feet. “Who are you?” He asks hesitant to do so.

The young man slung his rifle over his shoulder, adjusting his backpack to make room. "Gus Holdridge," he answered cheerfully. "I just came into town a coupla days ago. You lookin' for people too? I was hopin' you'd know where I could find some. I need to trade for some things." His accent was southern and his tone was slow and relaxed. He was so thin that his coat and backpack looked oversized by comparison, but the way he moved suggested hidden nimbleness and wiry muscle. He had a small, beat-up banjo in a canvas case strapped to his backpack, which clunked musically as he kicked the dead monster's limbs out of the way. "Anyhow, nice t'meet you. What's your name?"