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

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Well the group are currently located in a building with dimmed lights, however the shutters make it slightly difficult to see the light, unless you look properly. They're located in a large hotel/flats which cannot be accessed from the doors leading to the street as they've been blocked off. The only way you're able to enter the building is by going on the to 2nd story of the 5 story car park, pulling a thick plank of wood off of the wall and walking along a thin piece of wall which leads to a small gap in the side of the building.

I'll cut out everything from the beginning of the roleplay and give you a quick heads up on what has recently happened;
The group were previously located in a large, secure - as they thought - hospital. The group spend the majority of their time here until a recent event. The group first had a run in when several mutated canines got in to the building, which was a short lived event and they were able to rid of the dogs. The group continued to grow, Tonx found out she was pregnant and so on. The group has had many struggles with getting supplies and hoards waiting at the gates. I believe Dutch, Clark or Chris found a gap in the fence and an open door - not too long after the group was attacked. They managed to hotwire two cars which allowed them an easier escape route however, as they escaped Theo and Chris wondered off alone once more. Now the group are located in the hotel which Jacob has been living in for a while. The building is secure and safe as of now. They've merely just arrived and have parked up their vehicles, barricaded the entrances once more and switched on the lights.

If you'd like you can have your character notice the light and head up to the parking lot, were he can throw or call for them. Or I can have one of my characters go on a small 'patrol' and find your character sneaking around to escape the hoard, or being attacked by the hoard. }

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[[I'll wait for someone to post, or I can go ahead now, of being noticed by the hoard (making lots of noise to get the attention of someone hopefully.) Thank you for taking the time to explain, it helped a lot!]]

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{No worries, if you like you may go ahead? Then I can post for one of my characters, but after that we'd need to wait for Rumble to post before we continue.}

[Killjoy.]

"The future's too bright to dwell on the past. Life's fast, run faster."

Quinn began to slowly creep by the horde of undead, keeping close to the cars. Hovering in a low crouching position, Sweet Pea followed suit, keeping her body tucked to the floor, and her eyes and ears alert. Outstretching a palm, Quinn gave Sweet pea a calming and reassuring pat. "It's okay, we're almost halfway there." He said, more so trying to reassure himself, rather than the hound. There was a stretch of sidewalk without a rotting car to cover from being seen. Gulping as the apprehension and anxiety settled in, he glanced both ways.

On this far end, there were about five or so undead mulling about, their groans, grunts, and gasps all very nerve-wracking. Deciding that quick bolt would be the best, Quinn gave a low whistle to Sweet Pea, pointing to the car straight ahead. The elderly hound dashed across the opening in a flash, not being noticed by any nearby undead. A soft sigh of relief washed over him. If Sweet Pea made it past without notice, hopefully Quinn would survive it too.

As he dashed across, a few undead noticed Quinn, beginning to groan and stumble forwards in jerks and uneven strides. Quinn let a curse slip past his lips, and his hands instinctively went to his dual magnum pistols, before remembering that they were out of ammo. "This day just took a turn for the worst." Quinn muttered under his breath, just as he slipped out his kitchen knife.

Unlike most, Quinn preferred to get up close and personal, rather than the distance of a gun. While owning a shotgun, it was tucked away in his backpack, and by the time he took it out, the undead would've made a meal out of him. Sweet Pea protectively stood between the undead and her owner, but Quinn shoo'd her away with a quick, sharp command. The hound retreated back behind the car just as Quinn advanced on the undead. Meeting the first undead halfway with a quick stake through the throat with the kitchen knife, black goop errupted from the undead's throat, and it went down with a gurgle. Retracting the knife from the undead's throat, a thick, black, oil-like substance coated his knife. Quinn would need a whole lot more knives to even stand a chance.

Now, more undead were approaching, the rest of the horde. Adrenaline began to pump through his veins, and Quinn made quick work of unzipping his backpack to retrieve the shotgun. Loading a few shells into it's home, Quinn closed the distance quickly, beginning to lure them in. With constant jumps back and forth, Quinn teased the zombies, holding his shotgun steady. Once a trio of zombies were nearly surrounding his front, Quinn pulled the trigger. The recoil pushed him back, almost topling over. Stumbling to regain his balance, the undead's flesh and blood mixed splattered him. "Shotguns, gotta love them!" Quinn exclaimed, loudly, since his eardrums hummed, the loud ring of the bullet flying echoing throughout the street. With three down, and well more than ten undead now were alerted. "Uhh oh- Sweet Pea, looks like we're running!"

 

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                                          Kennedy-Leight McCally & Jacob Bennedict

"You've got everything it takes. But it'll take everything you've got."

The lass had wondered back out in to one of the corridors, her arms now crossed as they were pressed against the banister. Letting out a gentle huff, her attention turned on to Kaisza as she bolted up the stairs panting, Kens brows furrowed as she looked at the muscular canine in confusion, only to then smirk as she noticed Hunter bolting after the larger canine snarling, Tebo hot on their heels growling. Shaking her head, she'd nod slightly as the two dogs skidded to a halt; Kai first, slipping on the shiny floor, Hunter only to skid in to her and Tebo looking at them in a look of disapproval. Kennedy had always loved Tebo, ever since he was a pup. Although he was a dog, he reminded her of a higher ranking from an army.The sudden sound of feet being dragged across the floor caught her attention. Pushing herself back slightly and turning, a smile appeared on the lasses lips as she noticed it was her sister, as she'd call her. Moving out of the way a little, Kennedy examined the lass; her bump getting larger by the day, which would only put more strain on the youngster. "We'll be safe here for a while ..." she nodded, leaning against the banister once more, Kaisza and Hunter seeming to hurry up and greet Sooty, whereas Tebo slowly lumbered up, taking a seat near Kennedys legs. Lowering her hand she'd pat the brute gently before looking back at Tonx "Need anything or any helo?" she'd question with a tilt to her head.

Meanwhile a sudden bang caught the well chiselled males attention causing him to growl and grit his teeth slightly, his calm ways taking over though as he let out a huff. Pushing himself up off of the wooden chair he hastily made his way towards the window, using his fingers to part the blinds his eyes would narrow, then roll as he let out a puff of air. Someone seemed to be in bother down there and it wasn't in Jacobs nature to just leave them there, especially if they were by themselves. Making his way across the room the lad didn't waste any time, making his was towards the collected weapons and equipment, Jake grabbed his silenced sub, a knife and a rifle, before heading towards Kennedy and Tonx. Hurrying "Tebo, Kaisza lets go!" he'd speak in his usual deep voice, the two dogs jumping to his command and hurrying towards the gap. "What's going on?" the lass questions, furrowing her brows and her heart slightly racing, "Someone on the street is in trouble, don't worry I'll be back - nothing I can't handle ..." he'd smirk, throwing the gun over his back as he winked at the lass before heading out. Pulling the slab from the gap he'd crawl through the small gap, Kennedy closing it behind him, then going back to Tonx. With a few forceful jerks and kicks the thick slab of wood soon came out of its spot, allowing Jake and the canines to exit. Once out he shoved it back in place.

Jogging through the car park, Jacob came to a sudden stop, slinging the rifle back towards him. Placing his hand down he'd command the two dogs to stay, and that they did. Watching the beasts limp and jerk as they gargled rotten blood in their mouths sickened the lad slightly, but he managed to stomach the horrid sight. Grabbing the gun he'd pull it up to his face, looking through the scope, smiling once the red dog landed on one of the beasts, pulling the trigger he'd jerk back slightly, no sound being made from the silenced gun as it fired. A smirk grew across the males face as the beasts continued to drop to the ground, until his ammo ran low. Slinging the rifle over his back he'd grab the sub, waving his hands to command the dogs to attack. Running out at full speed they'd lead on to the creatures, both dogs were sheer muscle so tacking them down wasn't a problem. Smirking, Jacob ignored the fast paced beating of his heart and quietly entered the street, his finger on the trigger as the gun silent shot hundreds of bullets towards the undead creatures. Walking forward pushing towards the hoard as they dropped "I suggest you come with me if you want to live!" he'd call over the gargles and growls of the creatures, looking at the young-ish lad. Now and then a beast would get too close to comfort, only to receive a quick smack to the face with his gun then a quick stab/slash from his blade.

[Stuck in Limbo]

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"The future's too bright to dwell on the past. Life's fast, run faster."

He picked up the pace, his boots slamming against the concrete as he ran for his dear life. With the greyhound bouning next to him, keeping a close distance for safety, Sweet Pea ventured forward a bit, the fear obvious in her wide, green eyes. "Keep runnin'!" Quinn exclaimed, just as he took a quick look over his head. Just as he did, several undead dropped dead. Blood seeped from a bullet wound in various locations depending on various undead. A look of confusion washed over the lad. Just as he turned forward, Quinn had to skid on his heels in order to stop; if he hadn't turned at that exact moment, he would've slammed right into a large, muscular looking unknown.

"Oh, sorry man! Didn't see you there!" Quinn exclaimed as if he was running into a student on a campus, rather than an armed male in a undead-ridden street. Switching his weight between his feet, Quinn evaluated the male for a moment before giving a bob of his head. Tucking the shotgun beneath his armpit and wiping away some black, oil like blood from his cheek, but only ended up smearing it. "Alright, alright, let's just get up and out of here- there's a whole horde down that way." He explained with a soft sigh, glancing around with nervous, light eyes. Sweet Pea stood at her master's side, wary of the muscular, youthful dogs. While being taller than them with her long, skinny legs, she was much more fragile.

"By the way, thanks for sorta saving my life back there." Quinn said with a chuckle and lopsided grin, running his grimy hands through his black hair. Following after the guy like a lost puppy, Quinn's mind raced as per usual, only making him that much more uncomfortable and anxious.

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                                          Kennedy-Leight McCally & Jacob Bennedict

"You've got everything it takes. But it'll take everything you've got."

Watching the lad quickly exit, Kennedy turned to Tonx whom had asked a question, Jake not seeming to hear it had already left the building to save the unknown on the street. Tilting her head a little, Ken would pick herself up off of the banister and hurry in to the room, stopping at one of the windows she'd frown, peeling off the shutter slightly and peering out. Although the street was dark, the moon gave off enough light to see the streets below, slightly that is. Furrowing her brows slightly the brunette would let out a huff and slight panic filling the lass as the street seemed empty, apart from the beasts jerking down the street. Pressing her head more against the window a wave of relief ran over the lass "Yeah, he's armed, Tonx" she'd answer, turning and nodding her head towards the lass, then watching. The lad now seemed to be with Jake, the hoard now even around the corner yet. Hopefully they'd make it. A sudden growl caused her to turn, followed by a whimper. Raising her brow she'd then smile, the shepherd mix seemed to be awaiting near the slab for his pals returning. Calling the dog over Ken would plop down on the floor, patting the brutes side roughly, Sooty seeming to be sat near Tonx, awaiting their return.

Meanwhile Jacob had managed to help the lad in clearing one of the smaller, closer hoards. The constant shooting, use of knives and help from the large Caucasian Shepherd and the Presa Canario. Commanding the two canines to hush, seeing as the smaller of the hoard was now dealt which, Jake soon furrowed his brows slightly, only to look at the lad and nod his head at his apology. Looking up the street, the sound of moans and groans caused the lad to grit his teeth slightly, but he held himself back, looking down at the two dogs as they began stalking up the street, a simple command got them to turn around and follow Jake and the duo closely. "Aye, lets go!" he spoke in his usual low tone. Slinging the gun over his back and wiping the knife down one of the beasts ragged shirts to clean it, he'd slide it back in to its small pocked. Turning, Jacob carefully and quietly set off at a jog, soon entering the car park he had them running up a flight of stairs, deciding to avoid all of the ramps and such "Don't sweat it, I'm use to is.." he'd shrug, remembering the many of times he'd saved people when he was alone. Stopping at the entrance, he'd give the wooden slab a few hard jerks and kicks, then catching it as he fell; Kennedy hearing the commotion and moving the slab so they could enter.  "They're here" Kennedy would speak up, hoping to but Tonx at easy slightly, even if she wasn't too worried. Hunter seemed to have exited the building checking it out, then quickly running back in awaiting Jake and the newcomer to enter.

[Stuck in Limbo]

[Luna FreeFaller]

"Death is inevitable we can only prolong it.

Donald had been exploring their new living quarters. He was pretty satisfied about it, it looked safe and would keep them protected from the beasties. As he came back into the room, he stops in his tracks at seeing someone completely unfamiliar coming in through the gap. The emo-haired male tilts his head curiously. Who was this? He felt more curious than wary or angry. He could hear the beasties outside which was probably why he was here.

Don looks over, suddenly noticing Tonx. He frowns, seeing that she appeared to be extremely unsettled and scared. He strides over to her, putting his broad hands on her skinny shoulders from behind, stroking them with his thumbs. He notices what she is doing and that she seemed to be struggling so he got the jar for her and gave her a couple of pills. "Don't worry. Nothing's going to happen." he says before leaving her and going to Kennedy. He stands next to the female, waiting for the person.

Clark, who hadn't been involved in some time, was sitting elsewhere, drinking alcohol from a flask. She hadn't had any for a while now and it was a relief to finally have some. She is aware of what is going on but she doesn't get involved. She keeps drinking, but keeps a close watch on what is happening.