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Darcy nodded quietly, looking to the pistol. She rested a hand on his arm gently. Physical contact made her uncomfortable a times but she felt it was necessary to get the message across. "Lets just hope we don't have to do it again." She said softly. Darcy sat back in the seat before looking at the man. She listened to him quietly, not mentioning their supplies. Darcy didn't know if he was trustworthy yet. "Get in the truck." She told him. "It's not exactly fair to leave you out here when you practically saved us earlier." Darcy told him, gesturing to the back of the truck. "Hurry up, we'll have walkers on top of us soon." She said.

Seppelin gave the young woman a puzzled look,then his eyes widened a little when he understood they had came back for him.''You're here 'cause...oh,I thought ya just needed some supplies,''He shifted from one foot to the other and looked over shoulder before adding.''Nah, I was just bein' very stupid and annoyin'.''He used the back of his to wipe a few stray locks out of his face and behind his ears.

He looked over his shoulder again.The horde walkers was comer closer.Seppelin gulped and said sheepishly.''Ah, okey-I'll just go and sit ,erm...there,''The blonde nodded by way of a ''thank you'',climbed into the back of the truck and put down his supplies.There was not really much room left in the back of the truck so Seppelin was seated awkwardly with his knees against his chest.

Jacob waited for the other survivor to get in before he got the truck going again. He scratched his head as he began driving down the road, trying to avoid hitting any walkers that got in the way "Do you think theres..anywhere in the world that hasn't been effected by this whole thing?" he asked, not really directing the question toward anyone "I've got family all over the place..New York, Los Angeles..havn't heard from anybody. Guess thats partialy because the phones don't work but I found a radio in the police station and couldn't get anyone on that." he sighed.

While the man who drove the truck did not hit any walkers, the ride was still quite bumpy and had Seppelin bouncing up and down in the back.Said man had to resist the urge to go all 'ooh-wim-o-weh-oh-wim-o-weh' as he pictured himself on a safari.He decided not to it because 1. it was immature and 2. he would probably annoy the living heck out the people in the front.

Now in the same vehicle as them, he examined the other survivors.The man was clearly an adult, perhaps in his late twenties or early thirties with dark brown hair and a concentrated look on his face.The female was a whole lot younger, maybe a bit older than Seppelin himself, also with brown hair.They both did not really look like cheerful chatters.He was sure they weren't related and also not dating- what he first had thought- since the man had been telling her about him, so they had met each-other a a short while ago.

The blonde looked out of the window,straining himself not to go all chatterbox on them.The man was speaking and Seppelin listened, not sure if he should answer or not.

Arran looked out the window as he drove..he was glad he finnaly didn't have to deal with traffic, other cars on the rode..though he would have to deal with walkers on the road.  He looked around at the many now abbandoned houses and buildings, thinking maybe they should stop and look for more supplies but..they had enough stuff for now. "When it starts getting dark..should we stop and find somewhere to rest and wait to continue on till morning, or...?" he asked, looking from Darcy back to the other survivor they picked up "And..I never caught your name. Probably should have asked that before but had a few distractions."
"I don't think so.. It can't just be the states, surely." Darcy said. "Unless it's a contamination. Like water or a bacteria or something." She thought aloud, rubbing her tired eyes. "I guess we're lucky to have the filtered, bottle stuff." Darcy struggled a smile, holding onto the little handle above the door as the road got a little rocky. She figured it was either debris or corpses which littered the roads now. Darcy let her eyes wonder around her surroundings, glancing back to the man in the backseat. "You weren't this quiet outside." She said softly, offering the smallest of smiles but it was at least genuine. Darcy knew such an expression was har to come by at a time like this. The young woman looked to Jacob when he asked for the mans name, which made her look to the survivor. "Where you a part of a group or did you take your chances alone?" She asked, tilting her head slightly.

Seppelin had tended his injury during the bumpy ride, which had been quite the  task.But now there was a bandage on his forehead and he had cleaned his face from the blood that had ran down his brow.He shifted a bit to the front and answered their questions.

''I'm Seppelin Gever, but people always call me 'Sepp' 'cause Seppelin is kind of an odd name, and they think 'Sepp' sounds better,''he closed his firts-aid kit and continued.''I wasn't part of a group, I was just lurkin' around a bit, ya know? Just to check if there where people needin' help.I've never been out of the city so leavin' was ...rather difficult.My navigation skills are just downright poor,''

He looked out of the window and then grinned at the young woman.''You guys didn't really look like chatters and once I am talkin' I tend to go on and on and talk a person's ears off....like I am doin' now,sorry.''The blonde almost bumped his head to the roof of the truck as they drove over something big.

''Umh,rest now or tomorrow...ah jeez, I wish I knew more about this stuff.Hmmm, what do the people in the movies always do?''He asked out loud.''Oh, and talkin' about people, what are you names actually?''

Jacob reached for a water bottle and opened it, taking a drink as he turned his attention back to the road "The names Jacob. Nice to meet you, I suppose." he said, looking back for just a second "If we need to rest, theres a few houses and apartment buildings I've searched for supplies that havn't been overrun by walkers." he said, looking at the map again. "Hmm..there was a shelter that was set up for survivors by the military that was meant to hold them untill they were evacuated but its been abbandoned for a while now. I went there and no one was there."
Darcys eyes studied Jacob before they travelled back to Sepp. "Darcy." She introduced herself, glancing back out of the window. "Lets just hope you can keep quiet when the time comes." She told him, looking to Sepp with a soft smile. Darcys gaze moved back to Jacob when he spoke. "Sounds like a plan. We can't sleep in a car, we'll be buried under walkers when we wake up." She told him, watching out of the window. "We have to find somewhere that is definately sturdy." Darcy rubbed her arm lightly, winter was coming quick and the air was getting colder and colder until snow was blanketing the ground. She was dreading the day. Layers and warmer clothes was a must, as well as a fire as much as possible, which was difficult with walkers around.

''oh, haha, I can keep quiet!''The blonde replied and jokingly made zipping motion with his hand.He listened to them talk and hummed softly.He looked down at the unopened box and wondered 'This thing...it isn't bomb ,right?...please don't let it be a bomb!'He juggled with it,unsure what to do with it before tossing it somewhere further in the back.Sepp continued to stare at it witheyes wide in panic only to snap out of it as the topic of Shelter came up.The former teacher completely forgot about his past causer of distress and turned around,listening carefully.

An abandoned shelter, that sounded well.Sepp 'unzipped' his mouth and nodded in agree.''Yeah, sounds alright.''

"Well I did take a few mines from a abbandoned military camp, which is why that guys truck back at the police station exploded..so.." he stopped himself there. He looked around at a few buildings around them, noticing it was getting dark. "Theres a apartment building up ahead that we can use for tonight. I checked it before and there weren't any walkers inside but things can change so lets be carefull on the way in, all right? Find a walker in one of the rooms? Take it out quietly." he stopped the truck as they arrived at the building and got out. He grabbed his rifle, pistol, and a knife along with his backpack and looked around. He noticed a lone walker wandering around near the entrance and snuck up, driving the knife into its head

Jacob opened the door to the apartment building, knife clutched tightly in one hand, his pistol on the other. He knew only to use firearms as a last resort, as too much noise would just have walkers crawling all over the place in no time. He knew the building..a old friend of his used to live there with his wife and kid..Jacob had gone there after everything had started to try and find them..he found their bodies huddled together in their apartment, it seemed they had taken their own lives rather then allow the walkers to get to them..but the kid was no where to be seen. He didn't know if the walkers had gotten to him or if he had escaped.

Jacob made his way up to the third floor and opened one of the apartment doors. It looked ok, seemed like looters hadn't gotten to it yet. The kitchen was well stocked, the bed seemed..comfortable enough. He decided he would stay here. He looked out to see where Darcy and the other suvivor were.



The Walking Dead: Left Behind
Setting
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.
Plot
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.
History
You make your own History.
Rules
(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!

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100 words per post.

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Human

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