forum Apocalypse rp anyone?

Started September 24, 2018 by @MusicElle-is-here

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Wolf relaxed a little. “The name’s Wolf,” he said. “And you are?”

"Enyln. Enyln west." Saying her last name was pointless. But it was a part of her. It was the only thing that tied her to her family still.

People, Dennis thought, People are sometimes worse than the dead. He looked to make a quiet escape but there was no way he was getting out of her unseen or unheard. Better just get ahead of it, He called out "Hey over there, is everyone all right?"

He nodded. “Nice name,” he replied. “So, are you traveling by yourself? I know this is pretty obvious, but there’s a ton of zombies and you could get killed in your sleep or something. God that’s morbid. Sorry.” He wasn’t good at conversation, and he knew it showed.

He turned towards the (somewhat familiar?) voice. “Yeah we’re fine,” he called.

Enyln nodded her head then jumped at the sound of another voice. Her bow was back up and she spun turning it on the new person. its a trap. panic engulfed her once more.

(Yeah familiar)
Dennis moved out from his spot, "Thats good," He said wile lowering the gun, "Not to many people left would hate to lose any of the few survivors." Then he saw the arrow pointed at him, "Whoa whoa whoa, slow down there. I'm a medic and I don't mean to cause any harm."

“Yeah,” Wolf replied, scrunching his nose up in confusion, trying to place the guy in front of him. He seemed familiar, but Wolf couldn’t quite recall from where. Maybe school? Everything before the zombie epidemic felt like a strange dream. “Have we met before?”

"You could be lying." She called not lowering her bow. Enyln knew thus guy. At least in a way of speaking. She'd watched him. (I'm so sorry my child is praticly a stalker) as she had with others. She'd even watched some die, just because she didn't step in.

(Wait who was she stalking)

"Not lying," He held his hands up, "Literally trained from before the outbreak." I hate people. "And I was just worried someone was hurt."

(Dennis.)
"Well I mean there's lots of people that are hurt." Enyln Lowe's her bow slightly. don't be a threat.

(Oh, that could be a fun development latter if he finds out.)

"Really?" He said wile lowing his hands. "You better point me in their direction," the sarcasm was clearly apparent, "Most people I see now a days are dead and not just on the inside."

Enyln sighed lowering her bow completely. "Not here. That's for sure." her voice picking up poision. She wished she hadn't come. This whole interaction was trying her out. watching is easier then actually talking.

Dennis looked at the girl then looked over at the other person and had to do a double take, "Wolf?"

“Yes?” He asked, confused. So he did know this guy. He studied the boy, trying to remember his name. Something with a D…Decker? That didn’t sound right. Dylan? No. Declan? No.

"Morgan," Dennis tried to prompt his memory, "we graduated together."

“Oh!!” Wolf exclaimed. “Denny!” He had mistakenly known Dennis as Denny for most of the time he had known him. “You’re alive! Man am I glad to see a familiar face!” He then flushed, surprised at the outburst.

Dennis let out a silent groan, he hated that nick name all though out high school. "Yeah, it's good to see you, man. I can't blame you for not recognizing me a lot of things changed and of corse it's the end times."

“Yeah,” Wolf sighed. Trying not to think about his brother and get emotional in front of Dennis and Enyln, he added “you look well.”

"You're lying, I look like hell," Dennis mumbled, "and I've been though worse. I suppose everyone has now days." He looks between the two of them. Pausing for moment, "So to stop more people from dying, do you all want to help me recover the supplies of the ambulance crash on 5th."

its not like I have people to watch and zombies to murder. "sounds fun enough." Enyln shrugged smiling to herself.

Wolf nodded. “Yeah, I’ll help,” he said simply, though his mind was racing.

"Alright then," Dennis smiled, "There a lot of useful thing in there, life saving things." shifting the field med kit on his shoulder. "it would be wasteful letting them just sit there."

Wolf nodded in agreement. “We should save whoever we can,” He added. “People have died from injuries and those deaths could have been prevented with a good medical kit and someone with some knowledge.”

Dennis gave a week smile, "Yeah, we have to try." he turned around before the smiled feel from his face. You can't save everyone.

Wolf nodded. “Yeah,” he agreed, thinking of his brother and trying to not look like it. “So anywayyy…” He tried to change the topic but wasn’t but sure what to say.

"Fifth street," Dennis said, "I didn't get much time to scout out the area, but I don't think much is around that area right now." Put his pistol away and pulled out the shot gun strapped to the pack. There are more people now, can't take any chances with their lives.

“Let’s get going then,” Wolf said concisely. He readied his gun just in case.

Dennis did his best to keep calm, but every step closer to the ambulance he kept getting a bade feeling. It was the same feeling he got when he returned to the group that night, an overwhelming sense of dread.

Wolf glanced over at Dennis, noticing that he seemed tense. “Are you alright man?” He asked quietly.