|
|
Post by Aphelyon on Sept 24, 2016 11:55:35 GMT -5
(Awesome thanks. Quick question: I saw something about there being like, a camp of survivors or whatever? Does Tobias have to already be with them or can he somehow meet up with them shortly? Because I would prefer the latter if that's alright.)
|
|
|
Post by ❆ hσnєчfrσst on Sept 24, 2016 12:21:22 GMT -5
(Awesome thanks. Quick question: I saw something about there being like, a camp of survivors or whatever? Does Tobias have to already be with them or can he somehow meet up with them shortly? Because I would prefer the latter if that's alright.) (( the latter is fine! we tried setting it up vaguely so you can either meet up with them or already have been with them. ))
|
|
Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
|
Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 24, 2016 12:54:33 GMT -5
Ajax sighed, before sticking her thumb behind her, "Its over here. I'll go and get it. I had it with me while working on the library." She told him, turning around to go and grab it. She ran up the stairs of the old building, grabbing the medical kit and handing it to him. She had no intentions of helping him, why would he bother trying to stitch up wounds if he was going to die from junk food anyways? The dark haired girl glanced at him, before asking, "Did you see anything different out there? Did anything change? Any new people?" She asked hopefully, wondering if they ran into any other survivors. Ever the optimist, the girl was hoping that other people who where less... Like Swag where still out there, maybe they could join up and have a sense of normalcy again. (Ach short post, sorry!)
|
|
|
Post by Aphelyon on Sept 24, 2016 13:22:10 GMT -5
(Alright, cool. Well, I'm not really sure where to start, so I think I'll just lurk for a bit to get an idea of the world and setting and then find a way to have him run into them the next time they leave camp.)
|
|
|
Post by venus on Sept 24, 2016 14:20:29 GMT -5
good morning/noon amigos ^^ sorry i didnt realize i'd be so busy last night. i'll get a reply up asap
|
|
|
Post by venus on Sept 24, 2016 14:44:26 GMT -5
welp i actually am not sure what do to with alex and ramona atm cause man. i am dead tired. i also deleted my character forms, swag. i'll just lurk around for now lmao )
|
|
Bisexual
VΛMPIЯΣ
this is phobic. not of anything, im just scared.
|
Post by VΛMPIЯΣ on Sept 24, 2016 23:38:51 GMT -5
"We set up here 'cause it was abandoned. You really think there's gonna be survivors? This is a f**king ghost town." He called after her, resting his elbows on his knees and swirling his Pepsi-Pop Rock combination in the can. It sounded cooler that way. "We even gotta go out to find slugs to bash. It's bulls**t." Only an idiot would be annoyed that it was hard to find infecteds, but whatever. He didn't have to worry about it, and he just wanted to have fun. All he ever cared about was having fun, right? Damn f**king right. Nothing boring was worth his time.
"Anyone know if we still have rubbing alcohol? I don't wanna waste booze on this s**t." That was just an afterthought, but it was an important one. Liquor was hard enough to come by as it was; Swag would rather get some weird bacterial infection than be out half a bottle of vodka. Priorities, baby.
[short reps are fine. as long as they're at least like, 3-5 sentences, we dont care.]
|
|
|
Bisexual
VΛMPIЯΣ
this is phobic. not of anything, im just scared.
|
Post by VΛMPIЯΣ on Sept 24, 2016 23:59:35 GMT -5
"Look Princess, you could've just taken it out. Or somebody else might have taken it. I don't f**king know. Like I said, being smart isn't my job- it's yours." Swag half grumbled, setting his soda can down beside him and cracking open the kit. F**k disinfecting then. He'd just clean it up with some water or something. Water... Damn, Rocky was taking forever.
"Poprocks, where'd you stick the water?" He looked up, glancing around for his bud. No tunes were going, so he couldn't think of why he was taking so long. Whatever. He turned to Ajax with a petty grin and tacked on, "Rather waste that. Way less important."
|
|
|
Post by ❆ hσnєчfrσst on Sept 25, 2016 0:24:47 GMT -5
Rocky hopped out of the jeep, arms full of mostly the same canned food that they had been eating for, I don't know, months, probably. It's pretty hard to tell how much time has passed when no one's keeping track and there's minimal electricity, if any at all.
"The water's still in the back," he commented, seemingly ignoring that it was a jab at the younger girl. He'd completely missed the first half of that conversation, anyway. "There should be some medical s**t back there, too. If you aren't gonna use it, could you at least put it with the other kits?" The answer was probably no. Swag had some pretty lazy tendencies, along with some damn narcissistic ones, but it never seemed to phase him. He was fun, that was what mattered. Fun was undoubtedly what they needed most. Plus, wrecking s**t with Swag made him feel pretty damn alive. It almost balanced out. Almost.
|
|
Bisexual
VΛMPIЯΣ
this is phobic. not of anything, im just scared.
|
Post by VΛMPIЯΣ on Sept 25, 2016 0:55:40 GMT -5
"Asking me to do grunt work when I'm injured? You're cold, PR." Swag whined, putting the med-kit next to his soda and pushing himself off the curb despite the complaint. He couldn't say no to Rocky, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to complain about it. He was definitely going to complain about it. A lot. He jogged up to the jeep and leaned over the door, just grabbing whatever was in reach and following Rocky into the supply room.
"I'm not sorting all this s**t." He announced from the doorway, pushing some of the water containers onto a shelf and dropping the rest of it onto a decrepit desk. "Pretty sure it's one of the brat's jobs, but they've all been slacking. The midget-y one is like... Nature obsessed or something. All she cares about is getting animals. How stupid is that? Everything from here to hell is sick as s**t. And I thought we had deathwishes."
|
|
|
Post by venus on Sept 25, 2016 11:43:38 GMT -5
"Man, do you guys not like steak or something?" Ramona piped up from the pile of junk she sat behind. The girl was pretty tiny as well, barely reaching 5'3", so only her forehead was visible as she examined a small car part. "Junk food is great and all, but sometimes you gotta eat a hot meal, y'know? I miss carne asada and puerco al horno, or even roasted chicken. Y'all Americans are so weird." The girl shook her head, and a hand came up to scratch her cheek, only to leave a smudge of black oil and grime.
|
|
|
Post by ❆ hσnєчfrσst on Sept 25, 2016 14:21:03 GMT -5
"I'd rather not take any chances." Rocky glanced over at the junk pile as he grabbed a few of the cans Swag had dropped on the desk. "Don't get me wrong, man, I'd love some steak, but it could be contaminated. If you find a cow with a gas mask anywhere, feel free to bring it home for dinner." His comment ended on a half grin. He placed the cans with the other cans, then started working on sorting through the rest of the shit on the desk.
|
|
Bisexual
VΛMPIЯΣ
this is phobic. not of anything, im just scared.
|
Post by VΛMPIЯΣ on Sept 25, 2016 18:29:01 GMT -5
"We currently live in a world without pizza and your first problem is no steak?" Swag scoffed toward Ramona, glancing at her pile of junk as he grabbed one of the smaller water bottles. He shoved some of the stuff he'd put on the desk aside to lean on it as he lifted up his shirt. He could do this outside, but... F**k it. He was gonna have to put the water back anyways. "Get some priorities."
"Oh, by the way; you seen One anywhere, Poprocks? Everybody gets their f**king period every time we're five feet apart." He opened up the water and cupped his hand under the bite, dreading this part. He was a baby when it came to pain, and he made sure the whole camp knew. Every time. At least it wouldn't sting as much as alcohol.
|
|
Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
|
Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 25, 2016 18:51:29 GMT -5
She shot Ramona a grateful glance, before turning to Swag at his last comment. What Rocky said made more sense, perhaps it was because he put it more... Tactfully. "She has her priorities in check. All of us are thinking it, she just has the balls to say it out loud. If you think that priorities of eating crap like this, then its you who needs to get your priorities straight. Yeah it might be safe, for now, but wouldn't it make sense to try to find a way to expand our current food groups, safely?" She emphasized the word safe.She watched him with a clear look of distaste before walking over to Rocky, asking him whether he needed help or not. She was willing to help him, as long as she didn't have to work with Swag. She'd made that clear with him in the beginning, because, honestly, if she had to be in the same room with him for more than a hour, she was convinced she'd try to kill him. "There has to be a way that we can get... Healthier food, though. Perhaps I can go with you guys next time you go out? Just eating junk food can make us weak, sick, if not balanced out. Even if we could get canned fruit it would be better than nothing. If you guys insist I'm the one with the smarts, your going to have to listen to me." She said, trying to be more firm.
(Ach just wanted to say I love the fact that you guyses (not a word, I know) avvies match and it makes my heart eternally happy)
|
|
|
Post by ❆ hσnєчfrσst on Sept 25, 2016 19:14:10 GMT -5
(( omg, thank you <3 we might change soon though bc our names match too and we're causing confusion apparently but i mean, there are ways we could still match without looking extremely similar ))
Rocky picked up a can of pineapple, tossing it in her direction. "Already a step ahead of you, Ajax. Pineapple and peaches are all I could find today, though. The peaches are loaded with sugar, but at least they're something."
He turned his attention to Swag, flinching a bit when he saw the bite. "He helped me carry the water in, I don't know what he was doing after that. Just listen for the Space Jam theme. Do you want some help, dude?"
|
|
Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
|
Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 25, 2016 19:33:50 GMT -5
"Thank you," She said, sounding rather relieved, with a ton that clearly implied that he seemed to be the only other sane one besides her and Mo. She caught the Pineapple with her left hand, planning on starting a fire and roasting the peaches, drying them out for further use. She could use the juice as a breakfast juice as well, and the peaches, sugary as they may be it was a step towards the right direction. (Lol okay, and there are ways!)
|
|
|
Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 25, 2016 20:44:38 GMT -5
(Was up people? Anywhere I should start Thomas off at?)
|
|
|
Post by ❆ hσnєчfrσst on Sept 25, 2016 20:46:27 GMT -5
(( im waiting on swag's rep right now before i reply tbh ^^ he's either busy right now or he fell asleep, though. ))
|
|
Bisexual
VΛMPIЯΣ
this is phobic. not of anything, im just scared.
|
Post by VΛMPIЯΣ on Sept 25, 2016 22:58:27 GMT -5
"Like I already told you, Pintsize. I've lived off this s**t and this s**t only for years, and I'm still powerful enough to bash a slugs brains on the ground. Clearly, you're the only one that needs to worry about healthy food." Swag waved Rocky off, dumping the water on it a little at a time and grimacing. Definitely hurt less than alcohol, but damn, it still stung. He was such a baby.
It didn't take long for him to give up on cleaning it. A solid 30 seconds, maybe. He didn't even bother patting it down or anything either. He just let his shirt drop and capped the water again. "Did he leave the f**king slug bag in the back for me to relieved to him again, or was it gone? 'Cause that s**t stinks if you let it sit."
|
|
|
|
Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 26, 2016 2:19:22 GMT -5
(I'mma just throw Thomas out there. xD)
The old beat up truck Thomas had gotten to work was making it's way down a peaceful country road as he drove. He had no destination really it wasn't like he had a group to get home to. Though he had to admit ever since this big infection problem went down he had always wanted to try to become the real life version of comic book character Negan from the walking dead series. He had the build for it, just not the followers. He even had the good ole barbed wire bat he had made for a few reasons. One it was like that characters weapon Lucille, two it was a good weapon at killing infected, and three it was pretty cool looking. The man rubbed his beard slightly as he drove, but sighed as he heard the old beast start giving up on working. "Well, guess it's back to the road ole buddy." He laughed with his slight irish accent, and he grabbed the bag from the back seat. However his ole buddy was his bat that was next to the bat the next thing he grabbed. "Hopefully we find some living people soon." He sighed living on the road alone was quite boring for the man. He was used to huge crowds of people mainly because he was a pretty big name in the fighting community. Stepping out of the truck Thomas put the bag strap around his shoulder, and began the long walk til he found another truck, or car that wanted to work for him.
|
|
|
Post by venus on Sept 26, 2016 11:55:48 GMT -5
good morning c: i posted a new character on the forms thread
|
|
|
Post by Aphelyon on Sept 26, 2016 14:14:37 GMT -5
(welp I guess it's as good a time as ever to have Tobias show up. Just a question: about how long as it been since the actual apocalypse started)
At the end of a long dirt road was a farmhouse. For the most part, it looked like any old farmhouse: rustic and two-stories with a wrap-around porch, big windows and rocking chairs. The windows on the first floor, though, were all boarded up, and the fence around the yard had been built up with whatever could be found: branches, plywood, sheets of metal, barbed wire, and other such odds and ends. Within the yard were several medieval-like rows of spikes and small ditches- nothing that would trap people someone, but something that would definitely trip them up (and send them staggering straight into a row of spikes) if they weren't paying attention.
A boy sat on the grass in front of the house, cutting up what appeared to be a squirrel. Next to him, a rusted machete lay in on the ground, ready to be grabbed in case of danger. At least two handguns were also visible, strapped to either hip, and he had a shotgun slung across his back. A few feet away was cage trap and a paper bowl of what appeared to be the squirrel's guts. As he worked, the boy sang under his breath, looking up every few seconds to check for some kind of danger. It had been so much better when he had Davy and Starr to watch his back. But there was no point in reminiscing; it would only make him sad. So instead, he hummed louder, focusing on the words that had spoken to him before but even more so now. Words that were about the only thing that seemed to have any kind of meaning anymore. Not for the first time, he was all-too-aware of the guns at his side and wondering why he even bothered with this sh*t when he had nothing left to live for. But he quickly pushed those thoughts away; grandma would probably smack him with the feather duster if she knew he was thinking like that. The boy allowed a sad smile to cross his lips at the thought, then focused harder on peeling the meat of the small rodent's bones. As far as he could tell, it was just another day of surviving.
|
|
|
Post by ❆ hσnєчfrσst on Sept 27, 2016 1:05:37 GMT -5
(( Aphelyon its been about three months since the humans started getting "zombified" or infected with the virus. )) "I didn't smell it back there. I'm pretty sure the Jeep is clean. Maybe he took it with him." He shrugged, turning to lean against the desk. There was stuff to do, but he figured a few minutes to just talk wouldn't hurt. Unless Swag wanted him to look for One with him. God knows where the cannibal could have gone. That could be a two person job.
|
|
Bisexual
VΛMPIЯΣ
this is phobic. not of anything, im just scared.
|
Post by VΛMPIЯΣ on Sept 28, 2016 18:51:12 GMT -5
"Least there's that, then. Bet he went to go make some of his stew or something." Swag shuddered slightly at the thought, pulling a face as he put the water back. He leaned on the desk again, thrumming his fingers and looking around while he let his mind wander. Now that his jacket was bloody and there were pop rocks in the pocket, he really knew he should wash it, but was it worth it? The river was kind of dirty in the first place, and he'd already gotten pretty close to giving up personal hygiene besides shaving... Whatever. Not his problem right now.
"I'm gonna go catch a nap. Smashin' slugs and savin' your asses really takes it out of a guy." Swag pushed himself off the desk with a grin, rubbing his shoulder and turning to grin at the room. "Oh yeah, and Pipsqueak- I'm gonna drop by the library later. Need your nerd help with something."
|
|
|
Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2016 19:14:10 GMT -5
[ Tempted to join because I really love all things zombie related, but I don't think I can take most of the RP seriously with those certain nicknames and characters. Thinking about it though, so you might expect a form from me later. ]
|
|
|
Post by ❆ hσnєчfrσst on Sept 28, 2016 19:39:17 GMT -5
[ Tempted to join because I really love all things zombie related, but I don't think I can take most of the RP seriously with those certain nicknames and characters. Thinking about it though, so you might expect a form from me later. ]
(( yeah they are a. bit. ridiculous. but you should definitely join! i am so sorry ))
|
|
Asexual
sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
|
Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 28, 2016 19:48:49 GMT -5
Ajax sighed, deciding that Pipsqueak was better than Princess, and nodded, "Fine. What do you need my help with? Because I need your help scoping out the basement of the library after whatever your going to get me to do." She told him. Ajax wasn't keen on going down there alone, but there could be some useful items down there that many didn't know about. Something she called a librarians secret- the basement was pretty much a catch-all for stuff. Like, at her old library they had bikes, food, hundreds upon hundreds of books, and even a small unfinished area that could be used for countless activities.
|
|