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Christina Parker
"Bite me."

Full name: Christina Parker.
Nickname: Chris.
Gender: Female.
Age: 23 years old.
Personality: Chris is mostly seen as a crazy woman that has a huge obsession for pies and cookies. when in stores, she always looks for chocolate chip cookies. If she won't find any, she'd go on a rampage and most likely destroy the whole store. Chris is dependable and quite a role model. She is friendly and nice, always there to lend a helping hand, along with noce and courageous words. She's a good listener and decision maker, an alpha or beta. She likes to joke around a lot, always try to put a smile on someone's face. Chris is strong-willed female, she'll always refuse to give up and will do her best at saving someone or standing last in the battlefield. Crazy, wild woman on loose. Call the police if you see her.
History: Chris was born in a poor family, her parents were alcoholics and she was the only child. At school she'd always get bullied, but in second grade she stood at the bullies and helped children who got bullied. That's how she became the most known student in school.
Chris got good grades and some parents were curious how girl who's a child of alcoholic parents get better grades than their children. She always showed her physical strength in gym and in class, her sharp tongue when annoyed, and her great learning skills during tests and classes.
The idea of joining the army crossed her mind when she was in 11th grade, during a presentation about soldiers. She joined the army when she was 18, there she met Theo who's she accompanied to today. She prove her strength in battlefield with that male right next to her, climbing to the best spot during those few years. When they were able to leave back home, Chris didn't want to any single bit, but she had to anyways. When she got back, the first thing she saw was a huge mess in her parents' flat, along with stench that caused the girl to head outside for a second. When she came back in with a scarf around her nose and mouth, upon investigating she found her parents laying dead on the kitchen floor, only moments before they attacked the girl. Killing them and then realizing that it's the end of the human race struck the world, she went out to find Theo and survive with him.
Companion(s):

Chris' companion is Milo, a Bengal Malinois. This canine has been by her side ever since she left the Army. For her great work, they gifted her a young pup, that now grew up into a tall and strong dog. Milo is loyal and very protective of Chris', Theo and his fellow friend Major. Inseparable from his owner, Milo tends to always stay by her side, knowing, that the girl can get attacked any time, both by humans and other zombies.
Weapon(s):

M16, (the last one). She has mastered the use in this gun, her main gun.

Army knife, always in a small socket in her belt.
Other: She's immune to zombie's bites, a bite on her neck proves so.
End!

Theo Benedict
"Okay, I get the point, just shut up."

Full name: Theo Benedict.
Nickname: None as of yet.
Gender: Male.
Age: 25 years old.
Personality: Theo is an easy-going guy that prefers to make friends and stay calm rather than go aggressive at people he doesn't know. Of course, there's a small portion of self-defense and protection is there. He's not selfish, more likely, he's generous. Open minded and strong willed.
History: Meh. Maybe next time.
Companion(s):

And his name is Major, a black shepherd that as well has been by Theo's side since he elft Army. Gifted a black puppy that now is his loyal companion, Theo has never wanted to get rid of this dog, and never will. Major is intelligent, strong-willed and enthusiastic canine, trained to be a soldier in a battle field.
Weapon(s):

A black rifle M16, his most favorite gun. Though, he prefers to use AUG and AK, still, M16 is his love.
Other: End!

 Theo fell took another glance to the signs, noticing a green arrow that led to a small alleyway, blocked by a wooden blockage. He hurried towards it, stopping by it to take a better look at what he's dealing with. Too tall to climb over, but rotten enough to kick it away. And so, he rose his foot up, striking it towards the fence just to see it crack and break down. Walking into the valley, Theo felt his shoulder to ache, fixing the bag over and over until he got it more comfortable. He snatched out another flashlight that had a lazer beam on the other side. He knew he'll need Chris' assistance on this one, the zombies won't stop following them, even if they wanted to get rid of them.

  Meanwhile he was setting things up, he snatched out a pistol, getting a new stash of bullets in. Attention taken away by the girl asking where they're going, Theo waited on his reply, now listening to what Kennedy was saying. Huffing quietly before getting back up, he tucked the pistol into a small socket on his waist. "We're going to mine and my friend's base." He finally spoke,  getting another stack for his machine gun. Glancing at Kennedy, Theo formed his lips into a line. "Still the same ol' Kennedy..." He said with a smile, shaking his head a bit. He shot his glance a the girl who said a farewell to the pair, nodding his head. "Hey, take care." He called out quickly after, standing still for some time. Maybe she was better off on her own, but yet, it was her choice to do.

  His attention taken by another two silhouettes of a woman and male, Theo rose his chin, brows narrowing into a faint frown. Clark and Donald, who else, really. Clark had a bottle of alcohol in her hand, something that Theo never liked seeing, but it wasn't for him to bug into her personal life. "Hey." He answered the female, forcing a smile before placing the machine gun's bullet case into another socket on his waist. If needed, he could change cases in a blink of an eye. He looked over the road, seeing the hoard still go for them, now few canines barking behind them all. "Oh, come on." He grunted under his breath, snatching out the lazer flashlight before he rushed out of the valley, not onto another road.

  A huge wall with spikes came into his view, about 1 kilo away. Not quite far, but with all the baggage it'll take some time. Not to mention the hoard behind them, right on their heels. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing that they all were struggling to get through the valley, along with the canines. "Alright, your choice here. Either go back to your place, or hide there-" he pointed his hand at the base, a line of smoke and faint amount of light shinning bright behind the fence. "-until the sunrise or more. I won't be waiting for an answer, you either come, or you go." Theo quickly spoke, using the lazer of his flashlight to send faint beams onto the walls of the buildings, hoping he'll get Chris' attention soon.

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Kennedy-Leigh McCally
"When you feel like quitting, think about why you started."

Location; Looting in the city
Status; Alive
Health; Healthy - a few cuts and bruises
Accompanied by; Theo, Clark, Donald and their companions

Jacob Bennedict
""It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change."

Location; Block of secure flats - groups safe place
Status; Alive
Health; Healthy - a few cuts and bruises
Accompanied by; Tonx, Tebo and Sooty

It seemed they had stopped once more, the woman they had just met, Kourtney, seemed to take off by herself. Did she have a death wish or something? Kennedy had once been alone, like many, and although she just managed, she preferred the company and help of a group. Giving her head a shake and letting out a sigh, she'd watch as the lass ran off, hopping out of sight on to a roof. Giving her shoulders a shrug, she'd turn back to Theo. A brow raising as she listened to him speak of where he planned on taking them. She should have guessed, they already had a base set up. Nodding her head, the lasses attention was stole though by a familiar voice. Smiling, Ken turned her head, there stood Donald and Clark. Sighing in relief she'd offer the two a smile, before glaring at Clark. Seemed her old habits had came back. Although, she hadn't drank in a while, so it couldn't hurt - not that it was right to start drinking once more. Once they were safe and weren't on the verge of being hunted down, she'd compromise with the woman, hoping to stop her drinking so much in a day. "There you two are!" She'd speak up, taking a step forward before a savage growl caught her attention. Whipping her head around, the woman noticed a biter heading there way - no doubt the hoard was close. Before she could run up to the Z and slaughter it though, it seemed to group had set off running once more. Frowning she'd follow.

Soon enough, a huge wall with spikes on came in to view. The two seemed to have done a pretty good job with setting up the base. Although it was probably more secure and offered more safety than their current hideout, this place would be a target for groups for sure. And the last thing she wanted was to deal with any hostile idiots whilst Tonx was expecting. But also, could they really trust the duo again? Sure it may not have been their fault that they were separated however, it wasn't the first time they had done it either. ""And what's to say we can trust you, again?" Brow raising as she swung the club around, walking closer to Theo, Hunter close by her side, and the bag still slung over her back. Despite the hesitation, Kennedy herself knew that this may be a better idea, staying here. They could always barricade the flats up so they could return if need be - if hell was to break loose in Theos place. Running her ash covered fingers through her hair, she'd turn to Clark and Donald, a questioning look on her face. "Alright, what do you guys think about staying here?" She question, not wanting to make any decisions without their input. Before they could answer though, she went on "If we don't stay, we'll head back to the car, back to the others. If we do, you guys can stay here, take the bags and I'll go back for Jake and Tonxs and get the rest of our supplies. It should take an hour at the most." Hushing, she'd await their answer.

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I'll post after Jacob has been posted for))

[DangusMangus]

I'll post tomorrow, sorry.))

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Alrighty, we'll see if the others post whilst we're waiting, too.

[DangusMangus]

Christina Parker
"Bite me."

Full name: Christina Parker.
Nickname: Chris.
Gender: Female.
Age: 23 years old.
Personality: Chris is mostly seen as a crazy woman that has a huge obsession for pies and cookies. when in stores, she always looks for chocolate chip cookies. If she won't find any, she'd go on a rampage and most likely destroy the whole store. Chris is dependable and quite a role model. She is friendly and nice, always there to lend a helping hand, along with noce and courageous words. She's a good listener and decision maker, an alpha or beta. She likes to joke around a lot, always try to put a smile on someone's face. Chris is strong-willed female, she'll always refuse to give up and will do her best at saving someone or standing last in the battlefield. Crazy, wild woman on loose. Call the police if you see her.
History: Chris was born in a poor family, her parents were alcoholics and she was the only child. At school she'd always get bullied, but in second grade she stood at the bullies and helped children who got bullied. That's how she became the most known student in school.
Chris got good grades and some parents were curious how girl who's a child of alcoholic parents get better grades than their children. She always showed her physical strength in gym and in class, her sharp tongue when annoyed, and her great learning skills during tests and classes.
The idea of joining the army crossed her mind when she was in 11th grade, during a presentation about soldiers. She joined the army when she was 18, there she met Theo who's she accompanied to today. She prove her strength in battlefield with that male right next to her, climbing to the best spot during those few years. When they were able to leave back home, Chris didn't want to any single bit, but she had to anyways. When she got back, the first thing she saw was a huge mess in her parents' flat, along with stench that caused the girl to head outside for a second. When she came back in with a scarf around her nose and mouth, upon investigating she found her parents laying dead on the kitchen floor, only moments before they attacked the girl. Killing them and then realizing that it's the end of the human race struck the world, she went out to find Theo and survive with him.
Companion(s):

Chris' companion is Milo, a Bengal Malinois. This canine has been by her side ever since she left the Army. For her great work, they gifted her a young pup, that now grew up into a tall and strong dog. Milo is loyal and very protective of Chris', Theo and his fellow friend Major. Inseparable from his owner, Milo tends to always stay by her side, knowing, that the girl can get attacked any time, both by humans and other zombies.
Weapon(s):

M16, (the last one). She has mastered the use in this gun, her main gun.

Army knife, always in a small socket in her belt.
Other: She's immune to zombie's bites, a bite on her neck proves so.
End!

Theo Benedict
"Okay, I get the point, just shut up."

Full name: Theo Benedict.
Nickname: None as of yet.
Gender: Male.
Age: 25 years old.
Personality: Theo is an easy-going guy that prefers to make friends and stay calm rather than go aggressive at people he doesn't know. Of course, there's a small portion of self-defense and protection is there. He's not selfish, more likely, he's generous. Open minded and strong willed.
History: Meh. Maybe next time.
Companion(s):

And his name is Major, a black shepherd that as well has been by Theo's side since he elft Army. Gifted a black puppy that now is his loyal companion, Theo has never wanted to get rid of this dog, and never will. Major is intelligent, strong-willed and enthusiastic canine, trained to be a soldier in a battle field.
Weapon(s):

A black rifle M16, his most favorite gun. Though, he prefers to use AUG and AK, still, M16 is his love.
Other: End!

"You can't, really," he began, tucking the lazer flashlight into his pocket before glancing at Kennedy. "but we have the same purpose here, to survive. We either trust and rely on each other, or we throw blades. Your choice here, really." He spoke, taking a look over the valley from which he could see the hoard approaching. "Either come or go. If you're going to leave, remember, that we'll be there to help you if you need a hand." He said, glancing at the large fence, noticing a form of a human peek over. Christina.

   As expected, Chris noticed the beam, rushing to the fence that gave off the source of the beam. Launching herself onto the ladders, climbing up to a wooden ledge, Chris glanced at the group of humans and a hoard behind. One of them was Theo, the rest, she couldn't yet see who those people were. But she knew one thing - she must help. Chris grabbed a sniper off the ledge, placing it onto the wall. Zooming as close as possible to aim at the zombies, she was afraid she'll shot a human not a walker. "Okay, don't go useless-mode, Chris." Chris mumbled quietly to herself, aiming to shoot the nearest walkers behind the people.

[Luna FreeFaller]

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Kennedy-Leigh McCally
"When you feel like quitting, think about why you started."

Location; Looting in the city
Status; Alive
Health; Healthy - a few cuts and bruises
Accompanied by; Donald and their companions

Jacob Bennedict
""It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change."

Location; Block of secure flats - groups safe place
Status; Alive
Health; Healthy - a few cuts and bruises
Accompanied by; Tonx, Tebo and Sooty

Glancing behind her, the lass would frown at the approaching hoard, her gaze darting between the survivors and the Z's. They were drawing closer, and if they were to head for the car, they'd need to go now, whilst they were a fair distance away from them. Slinging the bag over her shoulder, her blue eyes would fall on to the muscular lad. Well, what he said was true - safety was in numbers, too. Going with them didn't seem a bad idea, but whether she would be trusting would depend. "Alright, we'll stay. I need to head back for Jake and Tonx though, they're still at the old hideout" she hushed though as another voice caught her attention. It was Clark. Seeing as she had been drinking, it was a better idea that she stayed here, something she seemed willing to do. Donald wanting to come with her. Giving her head a nod, Ken would step forward "We should be back in an hour or so, if that. Someone mind grabbing this?" Her brow raising as she pulled the bag off of her shoulder and placed on the ground. The moans from behind seemed to grow louder and savage, the hoard seemed to be drawing closer. Grabbing one of her guns, she'd then look up at the lass standing on the platform. Well, if it wasn't Chris. Seemed she was immune after all. Whipping back around, she'd aim the gun, pull the trigger, sending a walker to the ground. "Lets go!" She'd call, taking a few steps forward, before setting off in a run.

Locating the car wouldn't be too hard now, she recognized the streets, and remembered where she had parked the packed car. The run would take them around five minutes. The drive shouldn't take them too long either. Her companions were hot on her heels, the spiked club grasped firmly in her hand. Hopefully the two back at base were fine. Hopping over debris and avoiding objects, the occasional walker would pop out, but it was handled quick enough.

Jake had been pacing back and forth for quite some time now, through the corridor and room, and he seemed to spend a lot of time by the window. They said they'd be a few hours, but it had been too long for his liking. He didn't doubt their capability, but it was too unpredictable out there. Running her fingers through his hair, he'd scratch at his head letting out a sigh "They've been too long, don't you think?" He'd question, leaning against the wall, running his hand over Tebos head. Hopefully they'd return soon. Jake had begun to panic slightly. The bag of weapons and all the other supplies, as well as one of the other cars remained at base, so they could leave to look for them, but there was the possibility they'd return if they left. He didn't want to stress the pregnant lass out too much either. Waiting another hour or so wouldn't hurt, though.