Roleplaying

Future was almost finished packing the meat into a box container, when he heard the alarm. He stood grabbed the box and looked out of the alley, it wasn't the alarm he cared about like a alarm could protect anything what he was worried about were the zombies, the just love to eat people who trip them. Standing up he jumped onto a discarded safe that was starting to rust, and grabbed the second floor window sill. It took him a moment to pull himself up and though the window, when he came through his palm was cut by a peice of glass, getting to his feet he walked across the room and looked out the broken window in time to see a girl running out of the building across the street.

Natasha was running towards the building the man was in, after spotting a silhouette moving. It wasn't limping so she figured it was human. As zombies began to walk/crawl to the store, Natasha climbed into the building, slumping against the wall, pulling her shirt up slightly to check her wound. She held the edge of the shirt with her perfect pearly teeth as she slowly moved the dressing. She sighed in relief when she discovered the stitches were still enact. Natasha pulled her shirt down to cover her stomach, letting go of her bag as she peered out of the window. The zombies climbing into the store, Natasha was still unaware she had company. She thought the person she had seen was leaving. Natasha sighed, sitting down on the floor.

Future watched the girl scale the building with ease landing in the window some distance away. He got down removing his bow before crawling towards her, moving slowly and carefully. She was injured, but not fatally meaning he was going to be stuck with her until the alarm system was shut off. She was short he could tell this by the shortness of her legs, he would have to make himself known before he accidentally scared her , and she lashed out. Because short people were always aggressive. He moved from the shadows and sat a couple feet away "So how's it going." He said uneasily.

Felicity was alone with Bumble. Bumble had fallen asleep in her lap. Felicity was now completly bored, she moved side to side on the office chair, spinning around here and there and sliding across the room when she pushed herself from a table. Bumble opened his bright yellow eyes and yawned. "Sheesh, you look like a lion." she giggled. Bumble lept off the chair and left the office. "Where are you going now? Food?" Felicity got up and zipped up her backpack. The only thing she had in her backpack was Bumble. Felicity grabbed her backpack and stuffed it in a drawer. She left he office and followed her cat. 

Natasha looked up at the guy standing not to far away from her. In an instant she had a gun aimed at him. "Who are you?" She questioned, getting her to feet with a small, painful groan. Her greenish blue eyes studied the man. She didn't have time for small talk, and for all she knew, he could kill her and steal everything she had just managed to take. Numerous thoughts were running through her mind, but her eyes landed on the mans bow, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion, she holding the gun more tightly. Natasha tried to ignore the throbbing in her side. Keeping her eyes on the man, she reached into her bag, taking out the box of over-the-counter painkillers, taking two before dropping the box. "Are you part of that gang that shot me?" She asked, gripping the gun tighter. If not, she could find a way to deliver her revenge later on.

Felicity went up the stairs as Bumble darted into room 22. "Uh.. I don't think I should go in there, that;s not my property..." Felicity mumbled. The 11 year old took a peek inside the room. She spotted a cardboard box and heard loud mewls. "Okay, just for a minute or two.." Felicity slipped into the room and looked into the box. "Awwwww!" she squealed. It's as if the apocalypse isn't even happening. "Kittens!" Honey was lying down in the box with kittens bundled in the curve of her belly. Hiss! That must be Bumble... She walked over to the sound and gasped. Bumble was in the kitchen eating cat food out of a ripped cat food bag. "Bumble! You naughty kitty!" Felicity kneeled down and put the spilled cat food back in the bag. She then picked Bumble up and left the room. She looked back at the box with the kittens. "Sorry about that.."

"Whoa, whoa put the bloody gun down, I haven't done anything." He said saring at the gun in the girls hands "And no I'm not in the gang that shot you, but if I was I would have already shot and killed you when you didn't know I was there." He said shrugging before walking back and grabbing his things. Future moved over though the girl was still pointing the gun at him he didn't mind, he sat down and pulled a stick of beef jerky from his bag "Calm down I promise I won't kill you unless you go zombie on me, want one." He asked pointing the jerky stick at her.

Natasha narrowed her eyebrows, watching him intently, slowly lowering her gun. She sat back down, a hand on her side. She watched the man, shaking her head, too cautious of him to accept food. It could give him the perfect opportunity to poison her. "You never answered my question." She told him, still watching him, brushing her scarlet curly hair out of her eyes. Natasha studied his body language, before relaxing. If he was gonna kill her, he would have done it by now. "Who are you?" She asked. "Do you not understand?" She tilted her head sarcastically, repeating her question in a few other languages she knew. Natasha's eyes never left his, his eyes could tell her a lot about him. For instance, if he was lying about hhis identity.

Future shoved the jerky stick into his mouth, before rubbing his hands on his pants  and offering it to her "Future DeAlto at your service." he said smilling and putting another jerky stick in his mouth "And miss Point-a-gun-at-a-random-guy-who's-offering-you-jerky- I would like to know your name since your here .Also someone set of the alarm and since I wouldn't like to be eaten by the brainless, I have to stay here you can leave but it's your funeral." He snorted waving another jerky stick at her before sitting down box of jerky and picking up his bow, he started to clean it starting with the string.

Felicity got to the bottom of the stairs and returned to the office. She sat Bumble down on the office chair. She decided to explore the office. She saw something shine in the dim light of the office. "Ooh, what's this?" She lifted a small soda can from the ground and a small key was under it. "Duh duh duh! Felicity has aquaired a key!" she raised the little key up as if she were in a Zelda game. She face palmed, "What am I doing.." Felicity stood up and looked closer at the key. "Room 7, huh." Felicity left the office and went into a hallway across the main entrance. "1, 2, 3..." She ran across the hallway. "7!" She put the key in the door and opened it up. In this hallway all the lights were fully lit strangely, and so was the room. "Isn't it werid that this is like the only part of the buidling with fully lit lights?" Felicity mumbled. Bumble had reached his owner and only meowed.

Natasha watched him, pulling a slight face, which oddly looked kinda cute as he ate with his mouth open. (I can picture it.. Sorry if I'm wrong xD) Natasha cautiously shook his hand with her death grip, letting go and returning her hand to her lap. "Natasha." Was all she said. For now, she didn't think he deserved to know her last name. She studied him still, listening to what he next said. "I'm staying until the corpses are gone." She told him, resting her head back against the cold, stone wall. She watched him as he ate more of the jerky, her stomach betraying her by rumbling loudly, despite having ate. Cracker no more than an hour ago. It was more than she would usually have on a daily basis. Natasha her teeth at the loud rumble, which was shortly followed by another. She sat up uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact with him. She had only managed to get alcohol an medical supplies from the store. As she had ignored the food entirely.

Felicity looked around the room. A bed with a blue plaid comforter, which look pretty old. Scatterd objects on the floor, and some glass as well. She went over to the kitchen, which was some how much tidier than the living room and bedroom. She then went into the bathroom. "Normal tub, normal toilet, normal sink, normal cockroach.. wait what?!" She jumped back in surprise and almost screamed. Bumble pounced on the roach and ate it. "Eww Bumble, I hope you know how gross that is..." Bumble only purred. Felicity groaned and left the bathroom. She plopped herself down on the bed, Bumble hopping onto the bed and curling up next to her.

"Natasha huh nice name." Future said smiling at the her. His smile turned to a frown when he hear he stomach rumble "Here take some jerky, I have a surplus of it at my warehouse." He tossed over three sticks towards her, and continued to clean his bow, he froze for a moment and noticed that something was missing. He looked around and realized that he'd left his arrows outside. "Bloody freaking bones." He growled and stood marching over to the window and jumping out landing in a roll, he moved silently though the shadows he moved forward towards his arrows when he heard a series of groans and gerggles coming from his left side he turned slightly and saw five zombies limping across the street towards him . They noticed he saw them and they charged forward "Bloody love!!" He yelled before grabbing his arrows and running forward , jumping up the box and flying though the window.

Natasha watched him, she felt her cheeks burn at his compliment. When he offered her the jerky again, she sighed. "I'm really not-" She began, but her eyes found the sticks of jerky when they landed on her lap. She licked her full, pink lips hungrily, looking up to Future. When he left, she took the opportunity to eat the beef jerky quickly, wasting no time. She stood, to see where he was. Seeing the zombie, she grabbed the gun which had the silencer on it, and aimed it at the two, trying to avoid Future, but he wouldn't stop moving! Natasha sighed, waiting until he flew through the window, ten shot the zombie in the head, not missing once. There wasn't a sound other than a few small clicks, and a thud outside. "Are you okay?" Natasha breathed, the zombie had given her a small fright. Her greenish blue eyes watched him with only a hint of concern.

Felicity hummed a catchy tune, and noticed that Bumble wasn't moving. "You lazy furball, you always sleep!" Bumble stretched and yawned, his claws slightly escaping his toes. He stood up and walked in circles and plopped back down on the bed. He lay his head on Felicity's leg. "Ugh" Felicity groaned. She sat up, startling Bumble and causing him to jump off the bed and go under it. "Pfft, scaredy cat" mumbled Felicity. It was now evening, she turned her head to look out the window. "Sheesh, someone's going to end up seeing me."  She got up and walked towards the window. "Huh?" She saw the same woman as before and some sort of guy. "Zombies!" she whisper-yelled. She quickly shut the blinds. She ran towards the room door and locked it. She then turned off the lights and turned on the ones on the bedstand. Felicity opened one of the drawers. "ooh.." She grabbed a small notepad and a pencil that was in the drawer.

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!