Roleplaying

Glancing around the area, Darcy slowly and cautiously came out of hiding. It was dangerous to still be in the city but she hasn't found the right opportunity to get out. Screwdriver in hand, she carefully walked up to a walker laying on the ground. Just to be safe, she drove the screwdriver straight through the eye. Darcy grabbed the axe from her side and cut a line down the Walkers stomach. Putting her weapons away, she smeered the blood and guts of the Walker all over her body. She never could get used to the smell. Her theory was that if you smelt like the Walkers, they would assume you were one of them. If you walked slow and didn't run, they wouldn't attack. Darcy was aware not many people knew of this trick, but she learned on the very first day when a dead Walker practically exploded near her, coating her in blood and guts. Standing up again, Darcy slowly walked to what she could only describe as a police station. She was hoping there were supplies like food an water inside.

Jacob emptied his backpack onto a table in the police station and sat down. He looked through the stuff he collected on a recent supply run, food, some ammo, even though with the police station he didn't really need it, and some other things. He sighed. It had been a long time since he lost his daughter to the walkers..even longer since his wife died before everything went to heck. He was alone now, he had other family, but they could be dead for all he knows. Know working phones, no way of contacting them. At least the walkers hadn't found a way in. Even if they did he would likely be able to escape and find a new place. He had stockpiled enough fuel for one of the cop cars that had been left at the station if he did need to go. He looked to one of the cans of food and was about to open it when he heard something from outside. He went up to the second floor, taking his rifle, he looked out one of the windows and saw something he wasn't expecting. Another survivor heading toward the station, he kept his rifle clutched tightly in his hands as she saw the woman approach, he didn't want to shoot but he didn't know what her intentions were.

Darcy saw a few walkers heading her way. She kept slow, holding her screwdriver tightly before kicking the back of a walkers knee and roving the screwdriver through his eye. She did the same to the other two before heading towards the police station. Darcy hopped the small mesh fence before heading towards the door. She tensed the wood that blocked the glass. She sighed in frustration, cursing a little. Darcy tried the handle. "Locked." She murmured, figuring someone was living there. "Okay.." She murmured, walking around the building to try and find a way in. The walkers were fine, they would just through themselves at the building to claw their way in until they gained entrance.

Seppelin was walking around the city- or like how he prefered to call it = 'patrolling'- currently in search of any survivers in need of any kind of help.It was not that he had been assigned to do so, he just wanted to.Seppelin had not seen any human or living and non brain-eating creature for days and intended to leave the city after this lap.Surely everyone with a properly fuctioning brain had left the city already, right?

The young adult stretched his back and put his hands behind his head, observing his surroundings.''Every livin' soul has left already...''He spotted a Walker stuck between a revolving door and sighed.''...Tha' means my job here is done.''

Seppelin looked around carefully before heading off again.Just one more round around the city couldn't hurt, right?

Jacob kept his rifle aimed, hidden so the woman wouldn't see him. Noticing her walking around, trying to find another entrance he groaned "Son of a.." he quickly got up and went back downstairs, remembering he stupidly didn't lock the back entrance, or the garage area of the police station, he grabbed his pistol and a silencer, knowing noise attracted the walkers, if he had to shoot something he wanted to keep it quiet. He ran to the door, not opening it but he spoke loud enough for the woman to hear him through it "What do you want?" He asked, keeping his voice down as he stood by the door, gun in hand "I wont hurt you as long as you don't try to hurt me, okay?"

Darcy glanced to the road when she heard movement, though saw stray dogs on the hunt for food. She tested the windows and they seemed secure. Darcy looked straight to the man when she heard the door open. She kept her movements slow, knowing people were trigger happy at these times. "I'm looking for supplies, and a place to stay the night." Darcy decided to be truthful. Trust and honesty went a long way now. The woman cautiously walked up to the man, keeping a safe distance. "We both know you're not gonna shoot." She told him, looking to the pistol. "Any kind of gunshot or loud noise will bring them to this place in seconds. A gunshot is a promised meal for them. And that's all they do. Eat." Darcy told him, taking a few more steps.

"Yeah, I know what they do. I lost my daughter to one of those things." he said, keeping his gun raised, he looked down, noticing the screwdriver in her hand "Drop it and maybe I'll consider giving you some supplies." he said, seemingly a bit annoyed at the sudden intrusion. He didn't want to hurt anybody but he didn't trust people. His first attempted hideout was attacked by a group of scavengers looking for supplies. Looked like they had raided a military camp with all the weapons they had. Jacob managed to escape but he had to leave alot of stuff behind, then he found the police station.

Darcy watched him quietly, crossing her arms. "I lost my little sister so you're not alone." She mumbled, glancing around. She looked down to her screwdriver when he mentioned it. "Are you kidding? If I leave this out here then it could get stolen or lost." She told him, having an axe at her side and a large butchers knife on her back. Darcy decided she'd have to come to a compromise if she was gonna gain access to this secure building. "What if it out it away and promise not to kill you?" She asked. "I have no reason to and you seem like you can protect yourself?" Darcy asked. "If you're that possessive over your food and water, then a place to sleep is all I ask for. Ill be out of your way before you wake up in the morning." Darcy told him.

Jacob kept his gun raised, thinking for a moment...finnaly he sighed, opening the door but keeping his gun in hand "Fine. Come in." he stepped aside "Don't..touch anything." he sighed and went back to the table where he layed out his supplies. he sat down, putting his gun down on the table. He picked up a water bottle and tossed it to the woman "Here." he said as he finnaly opend one of the cans of food. 'Why did I let her in?' He thought to himself. 'She doesn't seem that dangerous but shes still armed..' he sighed again, looking at her "Theres a room you can sleep in upstairs."

Darcy watched him quietly. She knew she was taking a risk. This guy could kill her in her sleep for all she knew. Steal her weapons. Darcy slowly walked inside, keeping a fair distance from him. She closed the door and food the lock. Darcy turned and quickly caught the bottle of water. Her mouth yearned for the liquid. She quickly unscrewed the cap and took the first life saving drink she had had in days. "Thank you." She breathed, putting the lid back on so she wasn't tempted to drink it all. Darcy nodded softly when he told her there was somewhere for her to sleep. She turned and made her way to the stairwell, her axe in hand incase any walkers made a surprise appearance. She climbed the stairs uneasily, beginning to jog until she found the cells. Most had comfortable beds. Darcy chose one and walked in, closing and locking the gate. The woman sat on the bed, rubbing her hands over her face.

He had intended to leave but yet he could not step one foot outside town.Seated on top of a truck, Seppelin frowned and kicked away random walkers surrounding him.Their inhumane growls and noises made him feel uneasy.They were once humans; children,adults, old people....his students.

There were getting more and more and they started to reach him.Feeling treatened, Seppelin leaped and jumped off the truck, dashing towards a safer location...perhaps with a map.He needed one.The blonde had never been outside of town and the fact that his navigation skills were poor did not help.He passed the police station and then suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Jacob had fallen asleep at the table in the police station, snoring a bit, by the time morning came, he was suddenly awoken by gunfire from outside, he jumped up "What the.." he rushed over to the window, seeing several armed men in a truck, carrying automatic weapons. He reckognised them as the people who ran him out of his first hideout..maybe they had stolen from a military camp.. even at the police station he didn't exactly have the kind of firepower he did.

"We know you're in there!" he heard one of them shout "Come out and put your weapons down, and we wont hurt you!"

Jacob looked out the window nervously. A combination of his yelling and the gunfire would surely attract more walkers "Listen, I don't know what you want but this is my place. Theres another good place I know of nearby. Has alot of good supplies, probably better than this place." 

"Yeah, afraid thats not gonna work." the man calls out "Now you and your friend either come out willingly, or we'll force you."

Seppelin carefully peaked around the corner and examined the men in front of the building and boy were they armed!Compared to those weapons his own looked like toy gun.He was glad that he had seen them coming and had a chance to hide, Seppelin was sure that if they had spotted them they would have robbed him.Not that he had much...just a pistol, a firts-aid kit and clothes.

He glanched and the man who had taken resident in the police station.There was also someone still in there, but how did those guys know that?Seppelin did not like it one bit....they knew too much, those guys could mean trouble.Perhaps he could make a distraction or something.He hid his gun and without thinking the blonde nonchalantly walked into the street and greeted them in a cheerful way.''Hey, what's up people!''

Darcy had a semi peaceful night. Despite the nightmares that woke her every couple of hours. She began to stir when she heard the loud noises.. Darcy sat up and rubbed her eyes. She stretched the sleep from her bones before swinging her rucksack onto her back and picking up her weapons. Darcy jogged down the stairs, to the man. "What's happening?" She asked, figuring they weren't members of his group. "P***ed them off didn't you?" Darcy asked, holding her axe tightly, hiding with the shield of the wall, Darcy looked to the back exit. She couldn't leave, not now. This man helped her and now she had to return the favour right? Right. "Can you run?" Darcy asked, looking to the exit with her eyes so he got the message. "Gimme you're gun. Ill hold um off until you get out. Deal?" She asked, holding out her hand.

"No, I'll stay here. Listen, go to the garage." he pointed to a door leading out of the room "Theres a truck there with the keys inside, start it and wait for me. If I'm not there in 5 minutes leave with out me." he said, grabbing his rifle, he looked out the window, seeing the other guy there, not seeming to be a part of their group he looked confused. He continued to look for a moment when one of the armed men turned around, seeing him looking through the window the man picked up his gun and fired at Jacob.

Jacob quickly ducked down, waiting untill he surely had to reload before he spoke up "Are you crazy? Gun fires just going to send walkers crawling all over this place! Not gonna be much use to anyone if its infested with those things." he looked back out the window again as another shot nearly hit him.

Set in modern day. You are in America, your one aim is to get to somewhere cold. Away from the cities. The cold slows down the Walkers. The streets are a mess, beings falling to pieces, cars tipped over, burnt and rubble everywhere. Buildings have been raided of food. You're lucky if you find enough supplies for yourself.
You are a survivor of the Apocalypse. This does not follow The Walking Dead storyline. You create your own character, and their past. You are in a world where the dead are walking, and it's up to you to survive. Walkers are everywhere. You can't be too safe. Find who you can trust, and quick. They may be the person who can save your life.
You make your own History.
(1) Roleplay in 3rd Person please! (2) Dont kill other characters without permission. (3) A maximum of 2 Characters is allowed. Children later on is not included. (4) Keep things PG13 guys! Skip inappropriate scenes an block out swearing! (5) Have Fun!