forum Yellow Plague - Worldwide Zombie Apocalypse (Open; 8/12)

Started April 10, 2018 by @Peter_Duende language

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Name: Arstotzka Foster
Age: 15(but looks and acts older)
Gender: Female
Appearance: has black hair and a green eye, wears a black eye patch on her left socket
Personality: Acts closed off, doesn't trust people much, has very bad social skills
Occupation before the Plague: College Student
Family: dad is nonexistent, mom was neglectful, was closer to a neighborhood gang
Weapon(s): Pepper spray and a baseball bat
Other: skipped a couple of years of school and was in college before the outbreak. because of a childhood accident, she has no left eye and hates nails,
when can plop my character in?

Bumps into Zoe and just stares blankly, not really knowing whats going on
"i'm sorry" i apologize as i take out my bat and go in a defensive stance

//^desperate attempt at revival^

[Go ahead and be a girl, then, HappyDays. :) Glad you could join us.]

Bumps into Zoe and just stares blankly, not really knowing whats going on
"i'm sorry" i apologize as i take out my bat and go in a defensive stance

( Holy crap, I did not see that.)

"Who the hell are you?!" She said defensively and took out her guns .

Pollux sighed. "Is she just going to… keep going?" he murmured, becoming annoyed, "Grief-stricken or angry as she might be, there is no logic in running away and running towards more problems." He could not yet see the newcomer who had run into Zoe.

"Maybe." Cash looks ahead to Zoe, still too far away to call her without drawing too much notice from any Infected. His eyes narrow and he slows his steps. "Someone is with Zoe."

Pollux paused for a moment and strained to see. He changed the angle from which he watched and was finally able to see a second person standing there.
"We should hurry on over while she's stopped."
He started off with a light jog, taking in his surroundings to make sure nothing hostile was near.

"Pollux." Cash loudly whispers to stop his friend. Something…..sounds, animal sounds, yet different….snarling, growling…..distant sounds that send shivers down Cash's spine.

"What?" Pollux asked, completely oblivious. He could not hear quite well enough to detect the low growls that Cash heard. He noticed Cash's stance and immediately knew that something was wrong. He drew in closer to his ally rather than continuing towards Zoe.

Torn between wanting to warn Zoe, and wanting to keep the group with him safe, Cash stays silent. He readies his bat, unsure as to what expect. Which direction should he look? What exactly is making the noise?
His fingers go cold in fear, and he grips the handle of his weapon tighter to try and gain back feeling.

Peyton's knuckles turned white as her grip on the gun increased. Her hands were shaking slightly, but her guard remained up.

Pollux took out his axe and was on high alert.
"Cash!" he cried out, trying to stay hushed, "What's wrong? What do you see?"
He suddenly started feeling quite panicked, but he knew that could be the death of him.

"There's something coming closer…." Cash looks across the span of their surroundings; tall buildings with shattered windows, splashes of brown dried blood on the roads; no sign of any close danger.

Lila circled slowly, looking around. Her grip on the gun tightened.

Zoe noticed the strange noises. The corn moved a little and there was no breeze in the air. She pointed her guns in the direction, but then something took her by surprise. Something grabbed her ankle and dragged her into the corn. She let out a blood-curdling scream and tried to shoot it.

Cash hears a girl's scream. He turns sharply towards Zoe and the stranger a ways away…Zoe is gone. The stranger looks just as shocked as he must look…."Guys, where's Zoe?" He turns around wildly with his bat, seeing nothing new on the scene.

Pollux was shaking. "I-I think I heard a gunshot." He crept closer to where Zoe had been.

"Zoe had a gun, was that her?" She asked, whipping around. Eyes wild and face pale, she trembled and almost reached for something that wasn't there before pulling back.

Name: Margret Weselton
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Red wavy hair, freckles, small nose, pale green eyes with orange specks
Personality: Focused, good under pressure, sympathetic, has a thick outer shell
Occupation: Worked at a veternarian, was in nursing school
Family: Mom, dad, and little brother in Europe
Weapons: Revolver, iron pipe, and all the knowledge

Name: Margret Weselton
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Red wavy hair, freckles, small nose, pale green eyes with orange specks
Personality: Focused, good under pressure, sympathetic, has a thick outer shell
Occupation: Worked at a veternarian, was in nursing school
Family: Mom, dad, and little brother in Europe
Weapons: Revolver, iron pipe, and all the knowledge

Pollux fought back the urge to scream Zoe's name, but he knew that if there was something out there, shouting would lead it to where they were.
"Stick together," Pollux muttered, "Something could have tried to take her."