Roleplaying

Seeing them shoot at the poor guy in the police station, Seppelin sighed and ran a hand through his dirtly blonde bangs.''Hey guys!''He waved and walked up to them.''Stop shootin' will ya, not gonna solve anything.''He grinned, but it was quickly replaced with a confused frown as several pointed their weapon at him.''Mind your own business!''One yelled.''Man, chill down.Not so tense, that's not good for ya.''He made appeasing motion with his hands.''Why don't you guys talk it over with-''

A bullet had had been fired just inched away from his feet.''Get the heck outta here,stupid!''Seppelin looked down, stared for a few moments and then spoke with a calm voice while having a strange grin on his face.''You missed...''

Darcy nodded softly. "Alright." She said softly. "Try not to get yourself killed." She told him. First, she rushed to the supplies and shoved a lot in her backpack and her pockets before grabbing as much as she could carry to the truck. She shoved it all inside then quickly went back for more. In the end, Darcy got all but one can. She made sure to get all of the water and medical supplies. She sliced a walker that jumped out of nowhere. Darcy set about hiding all of the supplies, so if they got attacked, the attackers wouldn't be able to find all of their stuff. Darcy then climbed into the passenger seat, locking both doors. She fiddled with the keys in anxiousness. She didn't want to admit it but she'd feel guilty if she just left. Maybe 5 minutes wasn't long enough? Maybe he needed 6 minutes, or maybe 7? She found herself constantly checking the door to see if he was coming out or not. Darcy didn't have an attachment, that she could say, but the man had helped her out more than anyone else would without expecting anything.

Jacob took cover again as the man continued to fire at him. WHen he want to reload again, Jacob popped up with his rifle and fired, taking out one man, before the second could react he fired again and took him out. He ducked down as what appeared to be the leader of the group grabbed his own gun and started shooting. Jacob hoped that maybe he would try to come closer. He had found a abbandoned millitary camp before he found the police station and collected a few things..including several mines. He watched the leader of the group get back in his truck and start it up. Jacob smirked. He loaded as much as he could into his backpack and grabbed a few weapons, seeing the man driving his truck toward the station, Jacob put his backpack on and ran out to the garage. He got in the truck, looked at the woman who was all ready in and opened the door just as he heard a explosion, the sound of the man stupidly trying to drive his truck into the station and accidently running into one of the mines jacob set down as a trap. "Time to go." he said as he drove out from the garage, hitting a few walkers on the way out.

In a fraction of a second Seppelin saw how truck exploded and flames covered it whole.The force of the explosion send the blonde flying backwards and he ended up behind the wall he where he had first stood.He sat on his knees and waited till he was sure that it was safe.Stifly getting back on his feet Seppelin heard the sounds of flames consuming the truck and probably also a part on the building.

He felt a stinging pain on the right side of his head and raised his hand to inspect.Blood.''Oh..well.''He had been rather reckless, hadn't he?It was a minor wound but it made Seppelin overthink his decision.

The young man had always gotten away without a single scratch,always, and he had thought that it would apply for everything that would happen.But this time he had pushed his luck a bit to far.Seppelin had been lucky, next time there was a chance that he had to pay for his recklessness...with his life,maybe.

He grabbed the firt-aid kit and with gun in hand carefully walked over to the exploded truck.The blonde would check for supplies-the men were all probably dead- and they get away as quickly as possible.

Jacob sighed as he drove away from the police station. He opened up the glove compartment in the truck and found a map of the area. "Hmm.." he looked over to the woman in the seat next to him. He looked at her curiously for a moment before speaking up "Whats your name?" he asked, trying to start a conversation just so the car ride to..wherever they were going wouldn't go completely in silence. He still didn't exactly trust the other survivor but looked like he would need to learn to. Or he could just kick her out of the truck on the side of the road and leave her to fend for herself, but he'd rather not resort to that.

Darcy bit her nail anxiously, wishing there was anyway to tell the time. But of course, it was just a matter of guessing. She closed her eyes, which was probably a bad idea, however seeing the guy return she quickly unlocked the door for him to get in. "I got all the supplies I could find. It should last us a couple of months but we could always go out for more." Darcy told him, holding on slightly when the car suddenly moved. She watched as walkers disappeared under the truck. Darcy glanced to the man when he asked for her name. "Darcy. Last names are a thing of the past wouldn't you say?" The woman offered a small, unsure smile before glancing out of the window. "What's your name?" She asked in return, not only to be polite, she actually wanted to know. Darcy fiddled with her short brown hair, spotting the man who had distracted the men who were attacking the police station. "I don't usually say this, but should we help him? Safety in numbers and stuff." She said softly.

"Jacob..the names Jacob." he sighed as he looked around, he stopped for a moment and looked at the map, tryin to decide on where they were going "Any ideas on where we should be going? I think we should head out of town. Most supermarkets and other places have all ready been cleared out for supplies. Theres a military camp but most of the weapons and things there are gone. Those guys we ran into back at the police station are probably the ones who took 'em. They had alot of firepower." he blinked at her suggestion to go back for the other survivor "I..don't know.." he would likely feel bad if they just left him behind but..trusting one other survivor was hard enough for him.

Darcy nodded as she learnt the name, offering the smallest smile. "It's good to meet you." She said softly, glancing over to the map. "North. Somewhere cold like.. I don't know, just.. Cold." She told him, looking out to the world outside that was falling apart day by day. "The cold freezes and slows down the walkers. Sure, we will be colder than ever but at least it's somewhere to hide until this.. Apocalypse.. Finishes." She said softly. Darcy looked to the other survivor and then Jacob. "Do you think we can trust him? He seems the type to draw in walkers than reduce their numbers." She shared her opinion. He seemed to rather loudly draw the attention of the men who were attacking, but maybe he was trying to help them escape, actually putting himself at risk for their safety. That.. or he had a death wish.

"North..cold..all right, then, Darcy. Looks like we're..partners. For now. I have family in who live a few towns over. Wherever we're going, I'm going to make a stop on the way to see if they're still there..or if they're even still alive." he said, getting the truck moving again, he turned around, going back for the other survivor "I don't exactly trust anyone easily right now. I thought I could trust those guys back at the police station when I first met them, then they tried to steal me supplies and kill me. Twice." he sighed, looking out the window as they passed a few walkers that tryed but failed to catch up to the truck.

''Geez...''Seppelin looked away while he searched the corpse-or rather what was left of it, of one of the men for weapons or anything useful.He opened the man's shirt and cringed as he felt the still warm skin under his hands.Letting them wander over the dead man's corpse he found a small pistol hidden on the inside of his shirt.Unfortunate for him, it carried no bullets.

The blonde looked over his shoulder just to see if there was a walker nearby.''Ai, time to get outta here.''It was not just one walker...it was a whole horde of them!Seppelin gathered the items he had found and headed off, one eye shut because of the blood that ran over his brow.

Jacob put the map away for now as he was driving back for the other survivor "So..you lost your sister, huh?" he asked, looking at Darcy "Sorry..seems like we've all lost something at this point." he sighed, looking at a picture of his daughter. As he was driving he accidently hit a walker "Oops.". He still wasn't sure why he was going back. He was all ready nearly killed twice by other survivors, why is he trusting these two? Darcy seemed..ok, but this other guy he knew nothing about. Though it was only one guy..if he needed to, he would deal with him.

Smack!

The dry sound of of an engine and something solid smacking against a car made the young man peek over his shoulder, almost dropping his newly found supplies.There was a truck heading his way.Even a few meters away and with one closed eye he could see a walker under the front wheels, thrashing and moaning loudly as the vehicle drove over it.''Egh...that's rather-''Seppelin made a face of disgust and pursed his lips together in a thin line.Walker or human, they still could feel and seeing an other creature in pain was not something the blonde could bear to see.

Seppelin waited for the truck to come closer and gazed at the people being seated in the vehicle.It were that man and that young woman.The former teacher tilted his head, wiped some blood from his brow and smiled at the strangers.Maybe they wanted to ask if he had some supplies they needed.Or...they came to scold him for his recklessness.Nah, they wouldn't have came back only for that.The blonde looked at the things in his hands and started to sort them out in his mind.

Darcy nodded quietly, glancing out of the window. "She was seven." She mumbled, her eyes trained on the pavement. "We started out with our parents but they died, trying to protect us. To make us live longer. They starved to death, giving us all the food we had. Dad told me not to let them turn into whatever monsters were roaming our streets now." Darcy told him, closing her eyes to prevent any tears. "Me and my sister, Emily went from state to state trying to find somewhere safe. Just us two on our own." She added. "It became harder for me to convince her to carry on. One time, we were in a trailer and she just wouldn't get up.. There were walkers throwing themselves at the walls, windows and doors trying to get in. To get to us." Darcy said, a slight break in her voice. "She wouldn't get up, she just sat there whilst the walkers broke down the door and were heading for our room. I told her to get up or I was leaving her, and she just started to cry. Telling me she couldn't do it anymore. She couldn't go on." Darcy took a few breaths, looking down. "In the end, I popped open the skylight and climbed out onto the roof. I just left her there.. Without any defence.." She said quietly, unsure why she was telling him this, but she felt better in a way for getting it off of her chest. Darcy also felt if she shared a little bit of her past, them he may.. Or may not trust her.

Jacob listened to Darcy as he opend the door to let the other survivor in, before turning back to her. He sighed "My daughter was six..when we heard about everything that was happening we made our way to the aiport, trying to get to...wherever I thought might be safe. A few walkers got in, she got scared and ran off on me..I found her with a bite mark on her arm..we went back to our house and stayed there for a while.. she lasted longer than I thought possible..but of course one day I had to.." he cut himself off, letting out a soft sigh as he looked down at the pistol he always carried

Seppelin watched how the man opened the door of the truck and continued talking with the young woman seated next him.It was not his intention to overhear their conversation but he could clearly hear what the man was saying.Seppelin could see that it was difficult to talk about.That man...he had lost his little daughter during this all and had to end her life himself.The tone of his voice,his eyes, the blonde could almost feel the man's pain and misery radiate over him.

Seppelin was talker, a cheerful guy.Being tactical was not his best skill, but sometimes even he knew when to keep his mouth shut.Seppelin waited a bit before slowly approaching the vehicle, looking over his supplies.

''Yo.Umh, I am not sure if this could be of use for you..let's see what do I have...ah!I've got...a banana,a small pistol without bullets, a ...ew is that a sandwich with tomatoes,peanut butter and sprinkles?''He frowned in disgust, some people just really lived dangerous.''Aaand, a unopened box!''Oh the excitement!''Also I have a first-aid kit,''he felt his brow and laughed sheepishly.''Which I actually kinda need now.But you see anythin' ya need?''

He sounded like a failed salesman.

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!