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 Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 11:14 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 6:00 am
✦ Narcisssa Owl ✦ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This. Was. INSANE! This was absolutely mad. She couldn't fathom what was happening.
The day had started normal enough for her, working in her garage, customers taking or leavingtheir cars for repair etc etc.And then... This dude came. This in blood socked guy. "Mister... Are you ok? Do you need me to call the ambulance?"
No reply. Only groans could be heard. And just like that, this man smashed the car left in her care. With his bare hands. The groan growing louder.
The car had been between them...
He wanted to get to her.
Narcissa Immediately ran to her wall of tools and grabbed the biggest andlongest hammer she could manage to find.
"GO AWAY!" Seh screamed. Butit seemed that the scream only made the man more excited. The groans just seemed to grow louder and louder.
Theman was closing in on her. Slow... but deadly so. And she was cornered between her garage tools and the man closing in the distance.
And just before the mans hands reached her.
SMASH!
The skull was cracked, blood oosing from his brain. as the man fell to the floor, at the same time dirtying her already dirty clothes.
Narcissa was in panic. She trembled from the sight in front of her eyes. She immediately went for her phone, in hopes of calling the police.
The line was full...
She closed her phone and ran, hammer still between her hands, blood dripping.
The town was eerly quiet. She went to the nearby grocerystore, hoping to find somebody. Why was nobody there?
"Hello?"
No answer...
Groans...
And there was the cashier... covered in blood and growling like an animal. Just. Like. The previous one.
She was scared. But she could not scream. She ran up one of the shelves and hoped for the best.
She was so afraid. What was happening? Was this some type of sick joke the town had agreed to play and she just wasn't aware of it?
She wanted to cry. And she did. Quietly. The cashier kept getting closer. Fromthe strength the other man had portraied, throwing a shelf full ofproducst over wold be an easy task. She was not sure this was a safe plce for her to stay. She just hoped she would get some type of help soon. Preferably before the cashier went for her neck.
Hammer tight in her hands, ready for a fight, she waited and hoped. Hoped for help to arrive. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 2:00 pm
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x Location: Front end
x Time: n/a
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x Characters: Valentine
x NPCs: n/a
x With: n/a
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 2:24 pm
✦ Narcisssa Owl ✦ -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Narcissa's heart skipped a beat when she saw somebody enter the grocery store. Thanks the GODS the cashier was so slow coming. She watched them come inside moving weirdly and was about to warn the person about the crazed cashier when she, for her voice she noticed was that a female, started talking to the... thing.
Narcissa came down from the shelves as she noticed the girl fighting the guy hand on hand much like she had been forced to take on that other bloodied thing.
She hadn't relalized in her panic she might have killed the dude but asking for help and finding someone sane had been the only thing in her mind. And now that she had been reminded of the fact that she mind have become a murderer she rethought her plan on smashing this guy's skull with her hammer.
"Mind being a dear and calling 9-1-1?"
She watched the girl for a moment, blinking like she had to process what she wanted from her, before hurridly taking out her phone and redialing the number that had refused to answer her once again.
"I-I've tried calling before but the line was busy... And it still is!" She was nervous. The man was being restless, trying to close into the other woman, however the girl was standing her own quite well.
"I did e-encounter another g-guy in this s-state. He attacked me... I... I think I might have killed him..." As if to reminder her, the weicht of her hammer covered in blood reminded of her possible crime. It might have been self defense and the guy might have probably escaped from an insane asylym or something, but nonetheless that guy was human... Or so she believed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:00 pm
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x Location: Front end
x Time: n/a
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x Characters: Valentine
x NPCs: n/a
x With: n/a
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:15 pm
✦ Narcisssa Owl ✦ -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Whoa whoa whoa, you did this?! Now the cops are going to think I helped you toots"
Wait wait wait... No... NO. Nononononono.
"No!"
She certainly was NOT responsible for this guys state. Nope!
"I did not injure this guy! He came out like this when I entered to call for help! It was another one who attacked me, damned thing wanted to throw a car at me so I knocked him over with my hammer!"
Hoping that knock over was really all it did... doubtfully...
"I have absoultely no idea what is happening. The police won't answer and I doubt that the cashier did that to himself... or why he is acting crazy like that... He is usally nice."
As she visted often enough seeing as her garage was like 2 meters away from it, she was very well acquintaned with the guy. She doubted he was high on meth...
"This is like a horrible nightmare..." And unfortunately more was to come.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:23 pm
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x Location: Front end
x Time: n/a
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x Characters: Valentine
x NPCs: n/a
x With: n/a
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:35 pm
✦ Narcisssa Owl ✦ -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A... zombie... Well from the movies she's watched about zombies and from what she had just experience... This looked pretty accurate. But really... Was this the start of a zombie apocalypse? Nah... can't be. Right?
While swallowd in her thoughts she wquickly turned to listen to the girl as she started to talksomething about home.
"Ugh... Yeah would be nice if you could accompany me... I just would want to take one thing or two and I could come with you. If this is really what you think it is then... Would you mind if we stayed together for a while longer... I'd rather not be alone in these times. And hopefully you don't either. Besides I don't have a boss... The garage I own is my fathers and pretty small... few customers but it helps me get by living... ot at least it did till now..."
She also noticed the sounds of cars pulling, people rushing for the grocery store. The comment didn't really sit very nicely with her... But she could not really retort as she had been rather frightened and probably looked like she was on the verge of fainting. Which she hadn't been!
"Wanna empty some shelves yourself before the rush starts? I'm sure you came in to buy something at the very least."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:52 pm
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x Time: n/a
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x Characters: Valentine
x NPCs: n/a
x With: n/a
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 2:25 am
 Akira drove the van around the store looking inside and seeing there were people there. he decided instead to drive to the other end where the receving dock was. he stopped the car in the front of it and looked at the man next to him. than grabbed a duffle bag from the bag and hoped out of the car. He walked towered the heavy metal graage like door. he reached down with one hand and lifted it up all the way, the stock room in the back (1 cool was untouched. "Right so grab all the water we can fill the van with and grabb only non perishables." he said looking back where the man was. he grabbed two cases of water one in each hand and brought them back to the care opened the door and threw them in the far back, there was an excedingly large amount of space in the car, he kept bringing more and more to the car.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 1:54 pm
Robert Jones  Robert nodded and took the backpack and walked into the back store room. He looked around and saw unopened stacks of cans. He did not relish the thought of having to live off of canned food for god knows how long. He stacked a couple boxes on top of each other and brought them back to the van. He made a few more trips of gallon jugs and bottled water. He frowned, sure there seemed to be a lot of water, but people in general were suppose to drink about half a gallon a day, this water would go fast. He rummaged around, trying to make as little noise as possible and found a couple brita water filters, they might not last long but they might help. He placed those in the van and noticed a large packet of steaks. The man had said non perishables but why not eat like kings the first few nights. He grabbed about 4 of the steaks and brought them to the truck. "They wont go bad for a few days in this cold, may as well eat well the first few days." he said with a small smile. He did a couple more runs for food, and then grabbed several packs of toilet paper, something people always seemed to forget in surivial situations, but he wasn't going to have swamp butt, or at least for as long as he could help it. He paused when he heard screaming from the front of the store and several gunshots go off. At this point he realized how naked he felt withot a weapon. He rummaged around in the back and found a heavy tamp bar. He picked it up and began stuffing as much non perishable food into the bag.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 3:18 pm
He heard the gun shots but ignored them he kept grabbing more water bringing it back and forth than stopped getting water than turned to shoving the bag he had full of sugary cereal, candy, and twinkles. things that wouldn't go bad for a very long time also the fact that they would need the extra sugar or energy when things got roughed up, as well he could use it to trade with people a lot more than normal things. "You know if we made it into jerky it would last a lot longer." Akira brought everything back to the car and emptied out the duffel bag in the car. he turned around and went back for more and kept going back and forth. There was dead silence except for the gun shots he decided to tell him his name "It's Akira" he kept packing up random things. "Don't worry if they come in ill kill them."
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2016 9:27 pm
Sensai Yama Sorry for late reply, work and such Robert Jones Robert frowned and looked down at the thick t-bone steaks and tried not to scoff. "Yes, we could. But I already have several bags of jerky, I mean they have pre made jerky, we could at least eat nice for the first few nights." Or at least he would. If this man, Akira, didn't want to eat some finely cooked steak he didn't have to. He was a 5 star chef, the adjustment to canned food would be quite frustrating, but he had to adjust to prison food he could adjust to this. "Well very nice to meet you Akira, I'm Robert. Or Rob, or Robby or Bobby. Doesn't matter to me it all means the same thing." he continued to carry more food products to the car including jerky,canned soup,canned fruits and some spices, if he was going to eat canned food he may as well add some flavor to them. The silence was very unsettling, their foot steps echoed in the empty store room. Thats when Robert heard another set of foot steps, slow and unsteady sounding as if they were getting closer. He quickly put his load of food into the van and picked up his tamp bar and held it at the ready looking where the sound was coming from. He saw a middle aged balding man stumbling forward with his entrails hanging out above his pants. Robert moved forward quickly, put all his weight behind the tamp bar and thrust the edged part near the bridge of the nose. He heard a crack as the bar entered the mans face. It let out a low groan as he gave another strong push and it went in the rest of the way. The man fell. Robert, having seen his fair share of horror movies stood above the thing and gave it a few more good whacks in the head leaving the face unrecognizable. Suddenly he heard another pair of footsteps from behind him and one more from in front. "Lets hurry this up, seems like we are going to have more company soon."
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2016 9:44 pm
He thought about it for awhile "I actually prefer ham or chicken over stake." he kept packing as much as he could till the car was full. he shrugged when the man said what his name was "you pup thats it i don't like growing attached i just thought you would try to shoot me again if i told you to call me god." he chuckled slightly. Than he heard the groaning he looked towards where they were coming. he watched as the man killed the zombie, he watched as another came in he dropped what he was doing and killed it before it could grab Robert "I think your right pup lets get a move on... but first." he went inside and filled up the duffe bag with something very special. He left and got in the car impatiently waiting for the other man to get in. as soon as the guy got in he would drive off . (exit)
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2016 9:21 pm
Robert Jones ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
x Zombie Kill Count: 01
x Equitment: Hand gun,tamp bar
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