Roleplaying

Natasha sighed out a breath, keeping her eyes closed when she heard moving around outside. Natasha stayed when she heard Future, biting her lip when he spoke about a moustache or something. If he did, Natasha would so kill him. She let him off once, but this time he wouldn't be so lucky. She expertly faked being asleep, complete with the light snores. She let out a content hum of approval when he changed his mind, hiding her giddiness when he called her pretty. Natasha could get used to having him around. She heard him walk away, opening her eyes. "You know.. If you keep calling me pretty.. I'm gonna have to do something about it." She said, stretching a little as she sat up, watching him with her sensual lips pulled into a smile.

Future rolled off the couch and crawled along the couch before sitting in the doorway "Well Princess, when you do decide to do something about it, please tell me so I can lock the front door." He snorted before standing and walking into the kitchen, he took down a box of cookies, carefully tip toeing so Natasha wouldn't see him. He sat behind the arm of the couch, and started feeding Lux and Honey cookies before looking over the arm, through narrow eyes "Agent Katana on his first mission." He muttered before humming the Mission Impossible theme song "Your mission if you choose to except it is to get Natasha to eat a fifthteen cookies ." He looked around the corner into the bedroom grinning evilly.

Natasha smiled, rolling her eyes. She climbed out of her bed, changing into a low neckline vest top and short shorts. She washed her face in the bathroom connected to her bedroom before walking out, glancing around when she could see Future. Natasha rolled her green eyes, leaning against the doorway to her bedroom. "I'm really not in the mood to play hide and seek." She told him, glancing around the room. "Come on, Future." She sighed, smirking a little. "Fine, but if I find you.. You won't like the consequences." She warned him, her hips swaying as she walked to the kitchen and getting a drink of bottled water, rubbing her eyes to wipe away the evidence of her sleep.

Future stepped out, hands up surrendering "No I'm good with you not finding me." He snorted before flopping face down on the bed and making weird noises "This bed is so soft, I'll just lie here for a moment and think about how awesome I look in this position." Future spoke his voice muffled by the blankets. He rolled over wrapping hisself completely in blankets, before looking out with the only thing not covered with blanket were his eyes, he inched off the bed and curled around Natasha's feet and looking up "Did you have a good nap." Future the magical caterpillar asked freeing his arms

Natasha chuckled softly. "Good choice." She smirked, drinking the rest of her drink, setting the cup in the sink, looking over to Future. Her green eyes followed him as he made his way over to her to wrap around her feet. "Yes I did." Natasha smiled softly, most probably because she had dreamt about him, thought she wouldn't deny it if he asked her. However she wouldn't tell him about it. It was way too much of a steamy dream, and she didn't want to give him that impression. Well.. Not yet anyway. Natasha smiled, carefully stepping over him and laying on the couch which turned into a double bed, laying near the edge, closing her eyes. Natasha was a little hungry, though she would probably eat a biscuit or a cracker later.

Future lied on the floor a little longer after she left the room until Lux appeared and lied on top of him squishing him. He wiggled out, quickly crawling away before the giant dog could get him again. Future got to his feet and walked into the kitchen grabbing some jerky sticks off the counter before heading into the living room, Natasha was just sitting there so he sat a jerky stick on her head, then lounged next to her "By the way I may have accidentally on purpose fed Lux and Honey cookies, only one though. Natasha what do you think about inviting Dennis and the other guy to the Warehouse next time we go?" He asked looking around for his jacket.

Natasha opened her previously closed eyes when he put the stick of jerky on her head. Her expression set into a pouty frown. She picked the jerky up, before slowly eating it. "If you keep eating these, you're gonna turn into beef jerky." Natasha told him, raising an eyebrow as she laid back, taking another bite. She looked over the arm, picking up a bottle of vodka. She drank it as though it was water, offering him the bottle. "Want any?" She asked, Natasha waving it tauntingly. "Hmm. As long as you don't feed her too much." She told him, and nodded softly. "Sure. Sounds like a good idea." Natasha nodded, her scarlet curls bouncing with her movements, taking another small bite. "I'd be nice to get to know our neighbours." She smiled softly.

Future chewed the jerky stick a little longer before answering "Trust me becoming a jerky stick would be the most awesome thing ever, except fir the fact that Lux would try on a daily basis to eat me." He watched as she drank from the Vidka bottle as if it were water "No thanks I'm good, but ve careful last time you passed out." He added with a grin. Future didn't mind having Dennis and his friend tag along with the to the Warehouse they seemed to be safe, which was great since he hadn't had contact with another guy for a while now "Yea, you're right I like the idea of neighbors."

Natasha smiled lightly, rolling her eyes. "I'd rather not have a stick of jerky for a friend." She told him, leaning back after she had set the bottle on the floor. "Your loss." She quirked an eyebrow. Natasha rolled her eyes with a slight smile. "I am really good at holding my liquor actually. It just so happened I was also taking pain meds at the time." Natasha shrugged, looking down lightly as she ate the last of the stick. She stayed laying back, closing her green eye and letting out a content sigh. "Yeah, being on good terms with the neighbours is good. Even though we did steal from them." She told him. She wasn't tired, but she was bored enough to fall asleep and she was beginning to slowly drift into a dream. Hopefully dreaming about something other than Future. She didn't want to murmur his name accidentally in her sleep.

Future fot distracted by a noise from the back room, when he entered Lux was eating multiple jerky sticks from his bag, he yanked it away growling at the giant dog. When he returned to the living room Natasha was sleepy peacefully muttering quietly, she looked so peaceful and before he realized what he was doing he was curled up next to her with one arm around her gently. Future lied like that a couple moments wondering exactly what he was thinking Natasha was trained to kill but he didn't mind she was warm against him and with in a heartbeat he was sleeping quietly too, his breathing matching hers.

Natasha let out a soft murmur, moving closer to him and resting her head against his chest, her eyes closed gently as she slept like a baby. Her red hair finally stayed out of her face that time, her plump pink lips held to lager her as she breathed through her cute little nose. Natasha's pale, porcelain skin was perfect. No spots or blemishes. She only had some scars from previous injuries. Natasha yawned quietly as she grippered his shirt, fillin any gaps as she moved closer to him. She subconsciously pulled a blanket over herself, which the end somewhat landed on Future. Natasha began to murmur slightly, her eyebrows knitting in concern as she dreamt. She took in a slight breath, letting out a soft murmur in exhale.

Ill just say its a new day! XD

"Let's go, Beast!" shouted James. He bust through the back door the abandoned house, with the black German shepherd on his heels. A group of them had found their way into the house, and Beast's urgent barking had woken James up. James dashed into the woods, with Beast following. "We gotta keep moving, buddy," said James. Beast barked, agreeing with him. James glanced back to see the group of zombies following in their slow gait. He smirked and looked ahead. They were coming up on a slope that dropped. "Brace yourself!" shouted James. Beast panted as he ran. The two went into a slide on the ground, sliding down the slope together. James's heart skipped a beat as he saw a horde of zombies below. They hadn't seen him or Beast, but they would soon. "Oh crap," said James. Once they reached the bottom, James flipped to his feet and slunk behind an old car with Beast. Beast was trained to lower his panting when in hiding or on stealth mode. James cocked his machine gun and looked at Beast. "Around the back, tsk, tsk," ordered James. Beast trotted to the other side of the car, with James slinking after him. They peered around the car. More zombies were in the back. James cursed and hid himself with Beast. "Okay, buddy. Looks like we're gonna have to probably hit the roof, scale over, leap down, and make another break for it," said James. "There are a set of apartmets a mile away from here, and we can make it," he said. He held out his left hand to Beast. "You ready?" asked James. Beast responded with a panting whine and threw up his right forepaw, placing it on the palm of James's hand. James smiled, petting Beast on the head and ears. "Good boy," he said. He then slowly got to his feet, made sure the coast was clear, and uttered, "Tsk, tsk." He nodded his head to the left. Beast ran around to the left, heading over to the zombies. He barked at them. The zombies turned slowly and saw Beast.

Beast barked twice, luring them in for a chase. The zombies took the bait and Beast took off toward an abandoned mart. James watched as the zombies from the front and back followed after the German shepherd. With them distracted, James leapt over the car and found a ladder to get onto the roof. He climbed it quick, all the while keeping his eye on Beast in case the dog slipped up. When James made it to the roof, he looked around. There were shells of ammo lying around on the roof. "Someone's been here," said James. He heard loud movement inside the mart. Jame looked over and saw Beast moving through the aisles, with the zombies still on his tail. James nodded and headed to the other side of the roof. He looked down, seeing nothing but a large truck to land on. James braced himself and jumped. He landed on his feet and remained down. When he heard nothing but Beast moving through the mart, he rolled off the truck and looked around. The zombies were still taking the bait...or so he thought. A child, no more than nine or ten, a boy, hissed as he came around the truck. James didn't holler or panic. He whipped out his serrated dagger and drove it twice through the child's temple. Wiping the blood on the ground, James moved quickly across the sandy lot, the child falling onto the ground, dead. James made it to the gates, the gates that led out to the road. Now all he needed was his dog.

James whistled aloud and hid behind a tree. He checked his surroundings, making sure no other zombie was around. He then peered around and saw Beast lead the zombies to the back of the mart, where the German shepherd cleverly leaped onto a truck, jumped on the roof, jumped off the front, landed in a crate of apples, and tumbled out. He landed on his four paws and made a break for the gates. Slipping through, Beast dashed over to the tree. "Good boy!" James praised quietly, taking out a doggy biscuit and feeding it to Beast. Beast crunched it up, wagging his tail. "Let's move, buddy," said James. The two hurried down the road, not too fast and not too slow.

Nat had been awake for some time and was aimlessly walking around her apartment, usually tidying something up. She walked to her closet, getting chanced into pants that would allow her to run, and also a loose shirt so she wouldn't get all clammy if the need to run made itself present. She clipped on her belt, cramming it with throwing knives and guns. She took a light breath, pulling out a rucksack and emptying it into the cupboards. Food was scarce and Nat often went out to look for something edible. Even if it was a pigeon she caught, stripped and roasted. Food was food. Though Nat had to look for some water as she was running short, and not to mention cat food for Honey and the kittens. Natasha left the aparment, glancing around to make sure no zombies had made it up the stairs during the night. When she decided the coast was clear, Nat closed the door behind her, walking down the many stairs as the elevator, of course, wasn't working due to the lack of electricity. Natasha had even gotten bored one night and drew a very bad "Out of Order" sign and stuck it on the elevator. She looked at it upon passing and shook her head at herself. "5 seconds of my life wasted." She tutted, jogging down the stairs and out of the door, she was glancing around again to make sure no zombies were in sight. She decided it was safe and began walking, keeping hidden at all times. Nat froze as she heard the all to familiar gurgling of the dead. She turned to see a elderly man behind her, the rotten skin was too much of a give away. Natasha was almost sick when she saw him. She looked back to where she had come from, to see an elderly woman with both her eyes out of their sockets. "You cheeky little-" Nat mumured, but the zombies went in for the kill, charging at her at full speed. She did only what she could do. Duck. Natasha shielded her head, hoping for the best but expecting the worst. Though she felt a wash of blood. Correction. An explosion of blood over her. Nat looked around to see the two limp bodies of the elderly zombies on the floor without their heads. The force of the collision was too much and made their heads literally explode! Natasha gave herself time to recover, before standing up. She was covered in blood. She was glad she had no open wounds. "Well isn't this attractive." She murmured, pulling bits out of her hair, cringing slightly when the goo-like substance dropped onto the floor creating a 'slop' sound. "Lovely." She muttered, shaking her hands free from the mess before she continued her walk. Passed the burnt down store and to one that looked like a news agent. Nat sighed lightly, peering through the window she carefully walked in, heading straight to where the drinks were kept, putting everything in her bag. Water, juices, energy drinks, flavoured water, water, beer, the lot. She had gotten tired of drinking vodka and it couldn't have been good for her health. Natasha stocked up on food also, finding candy and chips.

Sylvan winched as the rough fabric of his pants scraped against sensentive wounded skin of his left knee.At times like this Sylvan was really glad that he was not a soldier who was trained only for combat.He could not even stand it when he himself had a small cut, let alone big things like bullet wounds or bone fractures.He finally managed to pull his left pant leg up and inspected the cut he incurred when he had leaped from the tree surrounded by zombies into the open window close to him.It did not looks severe so Sylvan only sprayed some alcohol on it and put on a bandage.''There, all set!''

Perhaps, from here he could exit the building safely and look for other survivors.

Its August in New York City, what once was beautiful but busy, is now horrific and abandoned. The streets are full of tipped cars, most on fire. Street gangs break into stores and apartments, stealing and killing to survive. Children scream, and parents cry. It rains ash, from the large amount of fires that have broken out. Zombies hide, waiting for their next victim to walk by.

You are one of the survivors trying to make it in a world overrun with walking zombies. Do whatever you can to survive.

4 months ago, a suspicious meteor crashed into the Earth. A few days after the crash, people who live near the crash site began to display strange symptoms such as rotting skin, twitching and even trying to eat their own limbs. Hearing of this, the government put up a quarantine,  which was a 100 mile radius each way.

However, the disease began to spread after there was a rumour of one of the zombies escaping. They terrorised the nearest towns, infecting people. As the disease began to spread, it was every man, or woman, for themselves.

I only have a few rules!

Do not control other peoples characters

Do not double post

And have fun!