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Name: Melco
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Weapon: Hunting knife 8 inch blade,two Glock's
Skill: Knife skills
Apperance:

Bio: Melco works as a head cheif and owner of his own little resterunt but it is not very know and gets the same people but thet same people keep his place going quit well.
As well the food their is great but Melco wont brag about his food and all ways severs it in a way that when you eat your starter then main course and desert your always filled up.
As well being a head cheif his knife skills are really good doing all that slicing and dicing with great speed and at times he plays his guitar and has keep his fathers Hunting knife ever since he died.
As well he has a very Recognisable Mexican Ascent which his friends will clearly know its him when he talks from afar of behind a door.

Name: Yamiko Mace Risano
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Weapon: She will find a handgun that belonged to her father.
Skill: Mixing herbs
Height: 5'8" Complexion: Fair
Eyes: Green Hair: Red, shoulder length
Build: Slender
Bio: Yamiko lived at home with her parents in Raccoon city ever since she was little. She hadn't had the best GPA in high school and was still raising some money before she went of to college to become a marine biologist.
She worked the morning shift in the cafe and then worked at a nearby restaraunt during the afternoon.
In high school, she had excelled in chemistry and had exceeded the rest of her class in that one subject and could do college lever chemistry stuff with chemicals, herbs and the such.

how's that?

Yamiko awoke in her bedroom. She had gone to bed the night before in a temper and had locked her door. She had worked a double shift the day before at the restraunt since it had been her day off at the cafe, she could use every penny she got.
She sat up in her bed, she saw that she had slept through most of the day and tried to remember what she had been angry about. She frowned and got out of her bed and wandered to her closet to put on some clothes. She had missed and entire day of work, her bosses wouldn't be too happy about this.
She didn't live in the best area of town and all of her clothes were either hand-me-downs from her long since moved away siblings or the nearby store that was much like Goodwill.
She unlocked her door as she finished pulling on a pair of old black pants and a black vest. She didn't bother putting a shirt on under her vest, it should still be warm enough weather outside, so she buttoned it up, giving her a slighlty gothic look, even though she wasn't.
Her door creaked open and she walked down the hall to the bathroom where she relieved herself, noting that the house seemed strangely quiet. She washed up a bit before walking out into her living room. The door was slightly open and Yamiko frowned slighlty before walking over and closing it. Her parents were obviously around somewhere or the door wouldn't have been open.
"Mom, Dad!" She called out and then listened. No answer.
A puzzled look crossed her face as she turned around. She went over to the fridge and grabbed a coke, deciding she'd go watch the news in her parents room since the TV in their living room was broken. She popped the lid on her soda, air fizzing out of it slightly.
She reached the last door, just past the bathroom in the hall and frowned again. Her parents never left their door open, not even in the slightest, yet here it was, wide open. She walked in and heard a low, moaning sound on the floor. Startled, she looked towards the source of the noise and saw a zombie sitting on the floor, eating the remains of her mother.
Yamiko stumbled back a step and the zombie stopped eating its feast for a moment and looked back, seeing the girl and standing slowly. Yamiko cast her eyes about frantically for something to use to protect herself against this creature. A metallic item on the bed caught her eye. It was her fathers handgun, one that had been locked away at all times since the accident a couple of years back.
The zombie moved toward her slowly and Yamiko flung herself towards the bed and grabbed the gun before pointing it at the creature and crying out, "I'll shoot! Don't come any closer!" She had never fired her father's gun before, but she knew how to, he had shown her on many occasions before the accident.
The zombie, it appeared had not heard her or couldn't understand and she yelled again, "I'll shoot! I'm warning you!" It stepped closer and Yamiko squeezed the trigger. The sound of the gunshot filled the room, she had gotten lucky and shot the thing in the head, killing it instantly.
Her coke lay discarded on the floor, staining the ivory carpets and her mother's corpse lay at the end of the bed. She felt herself fighting back tears. Her mother was dead and here was the creature who had killed her, but where was her father?
She stumbled out of the room, down the hall and wrenched the front door open. She stumbled out into the city and ran down the street. The gun clutched tightly in her hand. She saw several of the creatures who had been in her house as she ran and, seeing her, they slowly started lumbering after her. She was gasping for breath as she reached and area she was familiar with. She saw ahead, a restraunt with zombies crowding the front door and saw it slam shut. What's going on? She thought, frantically ducking into the side alley before any of the creatures saw her.

((You know not all of my posts will be this long, but it was my first one in this thread...))

As Yamiko ran through the alley, she thought she heard someone up ahead. I must be imagining things. she thought to herself, Or maybe its one of those things... she shivered as she thought of the creature who had been in her parents bedroom.
A zombie appeared from behind a dumpster and she shot it five times before it went down. She stopped for a moment and checked the gun. She only had two bullets left, she knew she would need more if she was going to survive. But where could she go to find some? She was no weapons expert. She didn't shoot a gun regularly and it was only because her father had taught her when she was young that she knew how to use this one.
She continued on down the alleyway. Glancing back over her shoulder for any sign of the creatures. She heard a gun shot. It was from somewhere nearby. She froze for a moment, unsure of whether or not she should go on and then, suddenly, she burst into a run again and exited the alley from the opposite side she had come from.

ooc://Sorry, been out of town the last couple weeks with no internet access.

bic://Yamiko came out of the alleyway, the gun raised unsteadily before her. Nothing. At least, nothing she could see. She lowered the weapon she barely knew how to use and began to run down the street. Where should I go? There has to be someplace safe! Her mind raced, thinking of all the places she could go to find help, but the one that was closest was the church. It had thick walls and not many people would have been there, so it was bound to be fairly safe.
She changed directions, turning down a street, and then another. Dodging the zombies that tried to go after her, knowing she didnt' have enough bullets to kill any of them if they got ahold of her. Her mind filled with panic as she ran on, seeing only the undead, not finding anyone else alive. Her heart beat furiously, pounding in her chest, drowning out the sound of her ragged breathing. She couldn't run like this for much longer. She needed to stop and rest. Soon.

juan was in his basement working on a blueprint for a new building that was going to be constructed in the next year, he was surprised that he had gotten such a big job so fast but didnt complain. (after this project maybe I can get a better place.)he thought as he looked around his basement at the dripping pipes and moldy walls. just then he heard his door open. he usually kept it open so his neighbor jake could get in because he found juans job fascinating. "come on in jake" juan yelled. no answer. he heard something fall over upstairs so he went up.

as he climbed up the stairs he heard distinct moaning in the living room. he thought maybe jake was sick so he came over to get something. as he reached the top of the stairs he heard more moaning but from more then one person. he thught it could be burglars so he carefully looked around the corner. and saw three people standing with their heads hung over. he came closer and as he did one of them grabbed his head and tried to bite him.
"Oh s**t!" juan said. he tried to get free but couldnt so he kicked the persons leg and he could here the bone crack. juan was free. he went to the kitchen got a knife (a knife he had recently use dfor carving a model) and went to the person on the ground. he had almost forgot about the other two until once again he was getting attacked. he took the knife slashed it across the neck, but the person was still standing. juan slashed him a couple of more times nut with no result. as he tried to kill the one in front of him, the one on the ground grabbed his leg. he kicked it and the head rolled off the body. he then stabbed the one in front of him in the head and it fell to the ground. He didnt wait for the other one to come for him. he grabbed the knife out of the skull and threw it at the last one. of course juan missed because this isnt a movie. he went to his kitchen grabbed his knives and went outside.