"Is this really the end?"|Literate|Realistic|Post Apocalyptic RP|Open!|

[DangusMangus]

I truly apologise but I must skip.  I won't reply this week, having tons of exams.))

[Luna FreeFaller]

[Slough Creek]

[sparticles]

"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

Letting out a huff the womans eyes rested on the young lad who sat beside Tonx, her head tilted slightly as he spoke about them sleeping. Giving her shoulders a shrug the brunette looked towards the window, her blue/green gaze examining the now dark skies. It only seemed like a matter of minutes since it was day, and now they needed to rest. This was the time when the bests would usually swarm the streets looking for anything they could sink their teeth into. Hopefully the mass of zombie bodies outside the hospital would disguise their scents, and the bodies would be enough for them too eat for now. Letting out a sigh she looked at Theo and Chris, then towards Donald. The lass would have offered to stay up and watch over the group but it had been a while since she had slept herself. The past few nights she had been up on guard, and through the days the most she had was around a ten minute nap - leaving her rather exhausted. Placing her hands on the arms of the chair Kennedy pushed herself onto her feet, her bruised, scratched and scarred body being shown as she slowly made her way towards the window. Placing both hands on the windowsill the woman allowed her eyes to wonder around the streets once again, few zombies had now flooded the streets and began fighting over scraps of meat, even though there was enough to go around. Shaking her head she let out a chuckle. However something seemed to catch the lasses eye. It moved similar to the zombies in a limping way, but this seemed to be a lot smaller and walk on what looked like four legs? Furrowing her brows Kennedy blinked her eyes several times and the creature seemed to have disappeared. This causing the lass to feel rather uneasy. Pushing herself away from the window she rubbed her hands together, then placing them by her side as she headed towards one of the hospital beds.

The woman didn't hesitate on pulling herself onto the bed on the opposite side of the room from the others, one which was closer to the main door of the room. Looking out into the dimly lit corridor she narrowed her eyes a little, then gave her head a shake as she placed her back onto the board of the bed. Un-clipping the holsters from her legs Kennedy placed them on the floor beside the bed, carefully and quietly. Shuffling around a little she grabbed out one of the machine guns and placed it on the bed beside her. Looking towards the group she let out a cough to clear her throat "If you guys need me just wake me" she spoke with a faint smile, from the tone of her voice it was clear she was tired. Shuffling into a comfortable position she placed her head onto the pillow, and the blanket over her - which was soon knocked off when Hunter jumped up. Smiling the lass petted her companion before placing her head back onto the pillow. Tomorrow she would need to grab something to eat since she hadn't today but also she'd need to change into a warmer pair of clothes. Within minutes the lass drifted off into a light slumber.

(Yep, I've been fighting FH also...)

[Stuck in Limbo]

[DangusMangus]

Christine Parker

"Oh stop crying, this will never end, deal with it."

Application

Name
Christina Parker

Nicknames
Chris

Gender
Female

Age
23 years old

Personality
Always~ cold, harsh, unfriendly, strict, dangerous, threatening, smart, quiet.
Rarely~ nice, friendly, helpful, noisy.

History
At age of 18, Chris decided to go in army. There she elarned how to sue gun, how to not give up and always seek for current goal. There she met Theo, the guy that saved her in training. If not him, she wouldn't even get soldier badge. At age of 20, they seperated: Chris went to Chicago, and Theo - back to NYC. Chris lived in small flat in first floor. Small, but comfy. When apocalypse came over, her parents died in the main street. Their guts were ripped out and the only thing she could say was "I'm sorry.". You see, Chris left home just to get rid of her parents, since they always were drunk and played tricks on poor girl. Girl changed her appearance, personality and goal, and curse apocalypse for this massive change.

Wears
Black mask, White sleeveless T-shirt with 'Aime' writing on it, black tights with fake zippers and black renzor combat boots.

Guns
M16 (the last one)

Pistol

Melee weapons
Army knife

Army knife with rope handler

Family ties
none.

Not Blood related family ties
Theo (not blood related brother) (Phroghress)

Companion

Milo, Belgian Malinois. Trained to be very harsh with others and listen only to Chris. Gives no trust towards others. Sharp canines, massive build, big strength. Easy to kill another canine. Knows fatal places. Male. chain collar, big brown collar.

Other
End.

Wears

Theo Benedict

"Do I look like a dog for you? No? Then stop telling me what to do."

Application

Name: Theo Benedict.

Age: 25 years old.

Gender: male.

Personality: Find out in RP.

History: Ask him in RP.

Weapon(s): Massive, black AUG with strong metal case bullets. Special part - day scope. Can zoom in 30 times. Also carries a small box with sleep-bullets that will effect the predator/animal in 10 seconds. Aswell two pocket knives.

Companion(Dog):

Name of Major. Black, massive german shepherd which is fast, strong, intelligent companion. Survived 3 years, still young (don'tknowwhattowritexd).

Other: Sorry for short bio and 'find out in RP'. I like to do it. Oh, and End!

Wears

Not the necklace, though.

Theo went quiet, only a smile was seen on his features. "It's not that, really," he chuckled quietly, picking Major up before blacing him on ground just so Theo could get up. When he stood up, he chuckled again before he would mess Chris hair and then head towards the stairs to the roof. Before he went out from the ward, he could hear Chris' whine and Major's claws slamming into the slippery ground as he ran after Theo.

When both of them got onto the roof, he went towards the edge of it, sitting down right next to it. The night was quiet, there weren't many zombies lingering around the hospital, but he could see a horde of it at the place where he and Chris used to live. From this place he could also see his penthouse, and then he remembered his plans for future before the apocolypse took over. Theo smiled to himself, petting Major on his neck as if the memories somehow calmed him down, and made him feel happier with the thought that he is still alive. It would be quite a shame for a soldier like him to perish in situation like this, and at that thought he began to think about the group he is in now.

Theo felt surprised when he came up to the fact that Tonx still survived. The girl isn't very weak, nor he looked at her in that way; Kennedy is protecting her. It seems, that Kennedy is with her from the very beginning. Not sure how they met, but he could see that now they're like sisters. Clark is... Cool, as you could say. The topless woman, seemingly, likes walking around with no top. Less weight to carry on your shoulders, isn't it? He never will hate the fact that the woman is drinking, nor he will admit that he hates alcohol.

With that thought, he took off his backpack, unzipped it and took out whiskey he found on the counter in food shop. "You better be good," he muttered with a head tilt and a sigh, opening the bottle. He sniffed the liquor, quickly moving the bottle away from him. "Jesus..." he said through a cough, looking back at the bottle with a weird look in his eyes. "Well, it's apocolypse, nobody will arrest me for drinking alcohol in public place," he joked with a chuckle before he would spill some in his mouth. Swallowing immedietly, he covered his mouth with his hand. Major looked at Theo, sniffing the bottle before he would jump on his feet and back away. "Don't worry, it won't kill you," he said with a laugh, causing the dog to snort quietly. "Just don't sniff it and you'll be alright," he said with a grin, placing the bottle on the other side of his legs, away from the black canine. Major grunted quietly, heading back to Theo before plopping next to him. Theo took his jacket and shirt off, now only being with his white T-shirt on.

The evening was cool, a perfect night weather. He remembered the times he used to go out on a vacation with his friends, somewhere into the mountains for few days and then tell scary stories at night by the fireplace. When he was a kid, he lived with his parents in a horse ranch. Every summer evening he jumped out through his room's window and go ride Thunder; A black stallion with a white sock on his left, front leg. They used to ride into the fields and search for fireflies, since him and the stallion both were young and liked everything that is magical. He smiled when he was thinking about old, good times, but the smile vanished when he remembered what his father told him once, 'We all are just swimming in our memories.' It's nothing bad that he said that, but those words pierced him through as if it's a bad thing.

He took another shot of whiskey, placing it back on the hard surface before he would cover his mouth with his hand. Still strong, a bit too strong. Let's not drink all of it during this night.

((Sure, I don't really mind how many days we could skip.))

[Luna FreeFaller]

"Death is inevitable we can only prolong it."
Clark yawns and remains on her back, still drinking heavily from her bottle of whiskey and staring up at the ceiling. She hasnt eaten in a number of days but at this point, she had started to ignore her gut's constant complaining about that fact. She scratches it and crosses her legs over. She had noticed Theo who was  also drinking but to nowhere near to the same extent as herself. Clark huffs and sits upright against the wall, looking out of the window and taking the occasional gulp from the bottle.

[Yeah, could skip forward by like 3 days or so, I dont mind]

[Slough Creek]

Skip me, and yeah a few days sounds alright~)

[sparticles]

"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

Kennedy had been sat on her usual perch on the windowsill, blue eyes remaining locked on the street as she let out a huff. It was still playing on her mind to what she had seen several nights ago, it didn't look human what so ever and it moved on four legs. But it seemed to act in a similar way to the zombies, it was rather strange. She'd seen many films which had similar creatures in; I am Legend was one of them, and those dog like creatures were horrid, and a lot more dangerous and vicious than a zombie. Could they be mutants? No, that was a dumb idea and unrealistic. However, so were zombies at one point until all of this had happened, so this didn't even slip her mind. Maybe later Kennedy would go and out explore the city, something she hadn't done in a while. Not only would she be able to wipe out a few zombies she may actually find what she seen the other night. Allowing her gaze to wonder onto a small, dark, creepy building across the way she narrowed her eyes, looking closer. Something or someone seemed to have bolted past the window. Making a fist she began rubbing at her eyes, then giving her head a shake as she let out a sigh. Deciding to focus on other things for now. The young lass turned, dropping her feet from the ledge and pushing herself up, looking around everything seemed rather quiet for the time being, but it didn't bother her - even if she wasn't to fond of silence.

Looking at the pile of clothes which was near the bag of supplies she smiled, she had been meaning to change her clothes for the past few days now. But never seemed to have gotten around to it. Running her fingers through her hair Kennedy slowly and quietly made her way towards the pile, once reaching it she crouched down on her knees and began rummaging through the pile. She wanted something that would keep her warm, but something that was also comfortable and match her style of clothing. After several minutes of searching, Kennedy soon spotted some items which caught her eye; a nice blue jumper and a pair of black skinny jeans. A smile now formed at the womans mouth as she grasped the two items of clothing then stepped back from the pile, for a moment her eyes rested upon the group. Whom seemed to be doing their usual, later she'd apologise to Dutch - since she had avoided doing so for the past few days. Placing the jeans between her legs Kennedy held out the jumper to make sure there were no holes or marks on it, luckily there wasn't. Smiling in satisfaction she done the same with the black jeans, getting the same result. Nodding her head gentle Kennedy headed out of the room and through the corridor, walking up a small flight of stairs and onto the higher wards. Pushing open one of the doors she slowly and carefully entered the room, which seemed clear. Kennedy just simply pushed the door shut, allowing it to stay open a tiny bit in case anything was to happen downstairs or even to her.

Wasting no time Kennedy quickly placed the two items on the bed, spreading them out in order to prevent them getting creases. Now, she began taking off her holster and placing it on the bed beside the clothes. Arching her back slightly the woman began undoing the button, then unzipping her zipper. Sliding off the short shorts she threw them on the bed, they were stained and had a few holes in from where she had been thrown around, so they'd be no good. Next, Kennedy quickly pulled off the vest with ease and threw it onto the bed. However, something caught the womans eye before she could slip into her new outfit. A small picture frame seemed to sit on the desk at the other side of the room, tilting her head she made her way around the bed and towards the desk. Gently reaching for the frame and grasping it she looked at the image; it seemed to be of a young boy, with no hair. The womans eyes welled up a little at the image of the little boy who seemed rather ill. Placing the photo down Kennedy sighed and stepped back towards the bed, but a sudden movement from outside caused her head to turn towards the door. Quietly reaching over she grabbed her sub and slowly headed towards the door. Before she could open the door it seemed to fly open, widening her eyes she gasped. "Hunter?!" she spoke with a louder tone. This creature was a dog, but it wasn't Hunter, it was the beast she had seen the other night. The creature seemed to leap at the woman, causing her to hit the floor with a thud. Letting out a shout she pushed the gun towards the animals chest to prevent the dog from biting her - it growled and grunted, spitting out saliva as it done so. Kicking her legs, Ken was soon free. Hurling herself onto her feet she turned to see Hunter, now fighting with this creature. Raising her gun Kennedy looked out into the corridor, where another was seen running towards the room, raising her gun she aimed at the creature, she began shooting at the mutated animal.


{Yeah, I guess we can skip around like 2/3 days. To also spice things up a little I've decided to add mutated dog type creatures, similar to in I am Legend;

This is what Kennedy will be wearing in my next post;

[Stuck in Limbo]