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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 2:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 2:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 3:04 pm
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"True..." She thought of the base, how the area was heavily full of infected which is why she used it to rid herself of humans and the infected. Only an area full of infected think the area is empty, either that or they would have left to search for more food. Which, some of them probably did already. Hearing his words she looked more towards the ground now. Her hand gripping her necklace tightly. Grasping the charms, each charm representing all those she lost over the few years. "The world would have been the same as before....changing slightly every two years or so...my family would be alive, and so would many many others." She mumbled in reply...lost in thought.
Hell, she could hear them now. Her siblings arguing over video games, or her father cooking at the grill. Her teachers lecturing the class, her boss lecturing her for correcting the cook, or even that guy down the street. Sure, he was creepy as heck and mowed the lawn with his shirt off..which was disgusting, cause it looked like he was pregnant, but..she missed him too...... She chuckled,"Who knows? Could be us, them, and santy claws..." Quoting one of her favorite phrases from nightmare before christmas.
Alex sighed, leaning her back against the roof. Her eyes drifting back to the clouds. She liked the sky, no matter how depressing it seemed to others....to her, it was always perfect. "Hope it rains soon...."
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 3:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 8:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 9:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 11:31 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 1:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 6:40 am
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(Mind if I join in? I'd like to start RPing again, it's been too long!)
Chris watched from the safety of a boarded up barber shop as the marine was gunned down across the street not fifteen feet in front of him. He raised his club and gripped it tightly, cursing to himself. He had been tracking that marine for two days, trying to follow him to his base. But now all that tireless effort of sneaking around and starving himself to follow the marine was for nothing. He looked up through the cracks in the boards on the window, looking at the two people sitting up on the top of the ice cream shop. He debated on going out and talking to them, but after watching the man gun down that soldier, who, let's face it, was a dumbass for exposing himself like that in the first palce, he didn't know if he would get gunned down the same way. He knew he had to find other humans to be with, two years of being alone, save a couple times he had been with groups who were killed off, had driven him somewhat insane. He felt like Will Smith in I Am Legend, alone with not even a manequin to talk to. He decided he needed to join these people, but he would do it smartly. He crawled over to the edge of the window where there was a hole just big enough to shout through and be heard from across the street. He made sure he couldn't be sighted or shot as he talked before he made contact.
"Hey, you two on the roof! The one with the ice cream and the one with the gun! I want to talk to you!" He shouted, praying this didn't turn ugly. He was cornered with only his club, and they had firearms and a sword. If it gtot ugly, he problably would be killed.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 7:35 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 5:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 7:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:36 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 7:39 am
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