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 Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 10:46 am
This city once home to 27,425 residents before this plague arrived, at least 14 zombies roam each Street along Main street. Thought there are 621 survivors living together in this city, there are many raiders from all over the land..... If I were you I would avoid all main streets, thought there's usually alot of equiptment inside the guilds, since all the hardware and other stores were in that area. Before the government lost controll, people started rushing to this city, which allowed farther spread of the viris. Suddenly, as the narrator is starting the story off, he takes a brief look at his arm. "I thought it was just a cut!" he shouts, and he falls to the ground, moaning and groaning.  Street cleaning: A large group of survivors go once a month, since we don't really spend that long in one place, this will he happening during the 10th post.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:44 am
 Willow
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Willow sat crouched below a window, peeking out down into the town below that was filled with zombies. Since she had secured back in Antarctica and crashed it down here, the hot sun had been bothering her a lot. Willow's fair skin was not used to such heat, mostly below freezing temperatures. She gripped her daggers in her hands and licked her lips, stomach growling. Turning around and leaning against the wall, Willow reached into her small back and brought out a loaf of bread and took a small bite, thinking to herself
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 7:07 pm
 Ӑʂӄ Ɍȯɖӓȵ vȯȵ Ɖҿʈȶ________________________________________
Man Ask, what did you get yourself into now! This is a complete mess!
The weakening girl ran down the street, her bloodstained, green coat flagging around in her hurry. She could hear her own breathing in the gas mask. It was the breathing of a frantic that had one two many energy drinks earlier in the day mixed with the breaking of an Olympic runner after miles of scaling ground.
Ask took a shot at the many zombies lining the road with the heavy aluminum bat in her sweaty hand. Then the worst possible thing that could happen, happened. The road ended with nowhere to turn and a group of zombies large enough to tire any fit survivor. Seeing that her chances weren't at all good she decided to do something that would either save her life or inevitably kill her...
"If anybody wouldn't mind I would really love some help!"
Ask braced herself with a fight that she could possibly be her last and tightly clung onto her small hopes of being helped.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 10:11 pm
As Ask called for help, so did it arrive in the form of a door leading into a building to her right opening up. The barrel of a rifle reached out of the doorway and flashed in rapid succession, bullets tearing into the group of zombies in a Spray-And-Pray fashion. A gruff, male voice rang out through the door way above the gunfire. "Hurry, get inside, kid!"-
John "Husky" Divitri was sitting inside a decrepit apartment building on the lowest floor, his helmet partially lifted and a half-burnt cigar in his lips. Drawing out a near empty match book from his vest and striking up a single match with his free right hand, the left holding his rifle, he turned his head as he heard the groaning of a usual zombie horde. "Feel bad for whoever they're chasing." He muttered, biting down into the cigar to ensure it didn't fall as he brought the match to the end of it to try and light it but that's when he heard a plea for help.
When he heard the call for help, his gut ached and his instincts kicked in- Dropping the match, spitting out the cigar and readying his rifle, Husky barreled to the closest street door and pulled it open, bobbing his head down and lowering his helmet and aiming the rifle out to the sound of the groaning undead mess. With no care for aim, he thumbed off the safety and let loose a hail of bullets, turning his attention to who the horde was after: Looked like a teenager to him so he called out appropriately. "Hurry, get inside, kid!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 6:59 am
Ӑʂӄ Ɍȯɖӓȵ vȯȵ Ɖҿʈȶ________________________________________
Ask whipped her head to the side and widened her eyes at the sound of a male voice. "Father?" Grabbing her Wol Do, she made a sprint towards the open door, decapitating three to four of the undead idiots on her leave. When entering the building she kicked the door close and sprang upon the man she mistakenly took for her father. "Sesang-e, O bozhe, Oh my God! Y-you're here! Oh! I love you so much! I'm glad you're safe." Ask nuzzled into the man's neck and smelled the comforting aroma of cigars that brought back memories of home. " I made sure you're favorite cigar was saved! You said when you turn eighty you're gonna' smoke the hell out of it!" Ask withdrew from Husky and took a cigar box out of her bag, showing the one lonely individual inside.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 8:28 am
 ғ υ נ ι ✦ м ι т s υ_________________________ ❛❛ι ωιℓℓ cαяvε συт мץ σωи ραтн
ωιтн тнεsε нαи∂s, cσмε αℓσиɢ.....
ιғ ץσυ ωαℓк ιи тнε ғσσтsтερs σғ α sтяαиɢεя
ץσυ'ℓℓ ℓεαяи sσмεтнιиɢ ץσυ иεvεя киεω❜❜
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In the distance, he could hear the yelling and sound of a gun firing. Fuji stopped slowly, analyzing the area around him. It was quite. Empty. And odd. Perhaps the undead had gathered in the middle of the city. The idea ran through his mind, but the probability out weighted his hopes. There was a seventy percent chance that even on the outskirts of the city, there would be some form of group, if not vampires.
Starting his pace again, Fuji closed his eyes and listened as his footsteps echoed on the warm concrete pavement. The only thing that ran through his mind was his younger brother. How he wished those days had stayed. How they both smiled because no one could tell them not. No. Fuji opened his eyes. He couldn't get distracted in the past. Not now. Turning the corner of the street, he noticed a large sum of undead accumulating and a young girl running for cover, and decided to follow. Slicing through some undead with his katana to get inside of the building. He stopped, seeing the girl and older man wondering if he should just leave.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 9:58 am
Willow
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Willow flinched at all of the gunfire and almost gagged at the bread she was eating. Turning around back to the window Willow watched an oddly dressed girl go into a building with another man, which annoyed her at the thought she was so close to another human after thinking she was all alone. Willow stood up, closing the curtains behind her again and grabbed her bag, leaving the room she was in and making for the roof of the building. She found the emergency stairs and started to climb up them, her footsteps echoed on the metal staircase. Willow let out a slight scream as a cold dead hand reached out with a moan and grabbed into her ankle. She jumped back and lashed out with her other foot, slamming the creatures head into the wall then slashing at it with her dagger, the head rolling down the staircase. After that Willow sprinted up the rest of the stairs and burst out onto the roof of the building, blocking the door behind her. She stepped up onto the edge of the roof and looked out of the city, watching the zombies growl and attack each other in the streets. A few fires still burned in homes here and there and the dark clouds were rolling in for rain. Willow's red hair blew around her face in the breeze that flew by, her hood falling off her head.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 6:26 pm
The seasoned soldier was caught off guard by the sudden actions Ask did. Father? I'm not that old.. He thought. As she spoke, he recognized her dialect and raised his hands. "I'm sorry, but I'm not your dad." He said, removing his helmet to reveal the chiseled face of a war torn American soldier. He had hardly noticed Fuji slip inside as well and Husky readied his rifle, aiming down the sights at him. "Hold it, don't move!" He barked, moving over to the door and planting his back firmly against it as the undead outside started to pound on it in a futile attempt to get in. "Scratch that, do move. Both of you two, get to the highest floor you can, roof if possible!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 6:55 pm
ғ υ נ ι ✦ м ι т s υ_________________________ ❛❛ι ωιℓℓ cαяvε συт мץ σωи ραтн
ωιтн тнεsε нαи∂s, cσмε αℓσиɢ.....
ιғ ץσυ ωαℓк ιи тнε ғσσтsтερs σғ α sтяαиɢεя
ץσυ'ℓℓ ℓεαяи sσмεтнιиɢ ץσυ иεvεя киεω❜❜
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As Husky approached him with his gun, Fuji gripped his katana tighter. If he wanted a fight, there wasn't anyway he was going to back down. When the man suddenly positioned himself against the door behind him, Fuji backed up toward the girl. There was a slight irritated feeling that popped into his head before he ignored it and simply nodded. Returning his blade to it's case, Fuji looked at the girl and gestured for her to get going up the stairs and to the safety of the roof.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 6:58 pm
Ӑʂӄ Ɍȯɖӓȵ vȯȵ Ɖҿʈȶ________________________________________
Husky not being her father was a small disappointment, but the unwanted knocking of the walking dead outside alerted her senses once more. Then she got the command to move. "Yes, sir!" In a flash Ask was up and running towards the narrow staircase in the back of the room. A door laid at the top of the stairs but was quickly pushed open by her gloved hands. Ask froze in her tracks as an infected came towards her. "Whoa, what the hell!" Grabbing her Wol Do, she plunged the blade into the grotesque figure's cranium and kicked him off the end of her weapon. Satisfied, she flicked her tongue out playfully and searched for another route. She always did get flustered in these situations. "F★★k!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 7:05 pm
Willow
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Willow looked down at the building again, wishing she could do something, but wasnt very good in long ranged weapons, nor did she have any on her. She looked around and found some one rusty chairs and furniture on top of the roof and started to drag some to the edge of the roof. Willow pushed a couch onto the edge of the roof, then spotting a can of fire starter and some matches. "Looks like someone set up camp here before me." She huffed as she uncapped the can and poured the liquid over the couch, setting it on fire and then pushing it off roof, landing on a huddle of zombies below. Loud moans came from below over the roar of the fire as Willow ran back to the pile and grabbed some chairs, hauling the as far as she could across the road towards the mob that was trying to break down the door
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 7:18 pm
ғ υ נ ι ✦ м ι т s υ_________________________ ❛❛ι ωιℓℓ cαяvε συт мץ σωи ραтн
ωιтн тнεsε нαи∂s, cσмε αℓσиɢ.....
ιғ ץσυ ωαℓк ιи тнε ғσσтsтερs σғ α sтяαиɢεя
ץσυ'ℓℓ ℓεαяи sσмεтнιиɢ ץσυ иεvεя киεω❜❜
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Fuji ran up the stairs, but stopped to glance at Husky behind him and noticed that a fire had started. Questions flooded his mind but decided to turn back and follow the young girl to make sure she didn't get lost. It seemed that there were more people fighting that he had first calculated. Catching up with Ask, he noticed the rotten remains of what he knew to be a person. He heard her exclamation and knew that she needed help. Fuji took her hand and lead the lost girl to the roof. His hand was ice cold and upon impact with Ask's warm one, Fuji winced but didn't comment. He focused on getting through all the doors and stairs without getting lost himself.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 7:25 pm
Ӑʂӄ Ɍȯɖӓȵ vȯȵ Ɖҿʈȶ________________________________________
Ask was finally rescued by Fugi, who had easily guided her to the roof safely. She turned to him and smiled but knew he wasn't able to see he emotions. "Thank you, sir! I don't know how to show my gratitude, really. Maybe I'll get the chance to help you out one day, ya' know-- if we meet again or stick together." Ask ran to the side of the building where she could see the horde at the front door to her only safety. Then she saw chairs being throw. Across the way a girl that looked about her age was chucking seat from the roof. Waving, Ask tried to signal the girl without making noise that would draw a bigger 'crowd'.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 7:31 pm
Hearing the cloud crash and the licks of flames at the door, Husky slipped on his helmet and pushed away from the door, sprinting up the stairs like only a seasoned soldier could. Barreling through the roof door, he skidded to a stop and did a full 180 turn, running over to the edge of the roof and aiming his rifle down. "Like flaming fish in a barrel.." He muttered, unloading into the horde below. With the combined effort of the fire, the thrown chairs bluntly hitting their skulls, and the hail of bullets, the mob slowly dwindled until none was left. With a satisfied look, Husky pulled away and emptied the clip from his rifle. Shouldering it, he took a step towards Fuji and Ask, pointing at the both of them. "Names and reasons for being here. Now." He barked, the soldier in him coming up.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 7:36 pm
Willow
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Willow threw the last chair off the roof and looked at a girl whos face she couldnt see and a boy dressed in white ran up to the ceiling, trying to flag her down. Willow stood up on the edge of the roof again and looked at them, not making any moves to indicate she heard them, but stood attentive to what they were doing. There was a telephone wire that ran from their building to hers, Should i go over there? That means more people to deal with... the door behind her burst open and zombies walked out, snarling and moaning. Willow whipped around, losing her balance and falling off the edge of the building. She screamed, then caught onto a window ledge, pulling her arm out of its socket and then screaming louder, facing going pale with pain
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