[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ed1c24]World Narrative[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][hr] 
	*[color=ed1c24]If you need a roll before you post - trying to jump something, climbing over broken shit, etc. just drop me a pm here or tag on Discord. As of right now, there are no Walkers posing any danger to you yet in Newnan.[/color]

	Over at the Funeral home, the building was about to crash down but south of them, the wall around Newnan had fallen. To their luck, a good portion of the Franklin portion of Newnan was still standing. It looked rickety but it was standing. There were supplies there. Maybe the Armory and makeshift clinic that was in that area was below ground and crumbling now but there were buildings and bug out bags within them. It could mean the difference in living and dying on the road. For all they knew, those bags contained the last food supplies and weapons they would have access too for weeks or even months. 

	Over in the Southeast portion of the town, Amelia had gotten the bags and her group were trying to get out. There was no reply but static on the radio. Either they were out, damaged, or there just were no survivors at this point. The walls rubble was high and unstable, what happens when a twenty foot tall wall made of steal gets treated like it is a piece of tissue paper by Mother Nature. Another thing that happens is after shocks. When the earth is ripped open, it doesn't just scream and then go silent. No, things have to settle and in settling, more things tend to happen. 

	The town shook slightly and the shaking was centered beneath the building that the trio was retrieving bags from. The building they had chosen was a side storage building for various things needed for the live stock and apparently the fates decided to give Meg a hoe, because you know, bitches love hoes. It was a beautiful [url=https://www.homedepot.com/catalog/productImages/1000/88/8809d87e-4437-4bcd-901b-c716fa5f7154_1000.jpg]hoe[/url], probably cost a pretty penny back in the day. Yet instead of digging up the ground this time it just lay there. On the ground. And with the shaking of the ground, it sent to the three off kilter. Amelia was able to fall without injury. Ray, being the one legged man in an ass kicking contest that he was, managed to fall into Meg. Meg, trying to walk while helping Ray... Well she went back, with Ray on top of her. The hoe pierced her back through her lungs and heart. Ray on top of her, the ends came out of the front of her chest and managed to dig into his. He lived, Meg wasn't going to last more than a minute. RIP Meg... Go see Sid...

	The shaking of Newnan happened just before Tiffany was about to make her jump. It caused her footing ti slip slightly. She made the jump and was able to grab onto Jack but her feet didn't hit the edge on the other side. It was going to be a struggle to get her for as Jack grabbed her they both fell. Jack thankfully against the crumbling concrete of the street. He was able to keep a hold of her a she hung over the ravine below and slammed against the broken side. She was cut up a good bit but was going to be able to hold on. Jack would be able to pull her out. 

	Faith... Well we knew this was coming. We have been waiting on it. Nathan and Alena were able to make their way up along side the woman, keeping her in sight as they did. [color=lightgray]"Time to stop the pursuit and have fun my dear. Remember the rules: Scare her, make her scream, make her beg, then end her,"[/color] he said as he brought his riffle up and took aim through his scope. Squeezing the trigger the sound echoed out but it wasn't loud enough, thanks to the silencer, for it to be heard anymore than a pop that sounded like every other branch cracking in the area. The sound blended well enough to cover the shot and the bullet tore through Faiths right calf muscle. 

	Taking aim again, he squeezed the trigger again and sent another bullet into her right thigh. Another into her left shoulder. His Vietnam days coming back to mind, his sniper skills still as sharp as ever. In fact he had gotten better since his prime. He was more patience these days than he used to be. [color=lightgray]"Do your thing."[/color] Nathan lowered his rifle and slung it over his shoulder. He was going to sit back and enjoy the show. 

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	Up to you two how you want to finish this. Nallore gets the kill in this one as per the dice. You two can collab it out, treat as you would a case - 7 day counter to bring Faith to her death.
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[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f26522]Gavin[/color], [color=0072bc]Thana[/color], & [color=598527]Lola[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Meeting[/center][hr]
	Lola looked over towards Alexander and cackled slightly. [color=598527]"Danger? Shit mate, danger is aces in my book. What's the point of surviving if you ain't gonna live? Let's cause some hell,"[/color] Lola said as she clapped her hands together and rubbed them vigorously. It was a wonder that she had survived as long as she had since the world was turned up side down, yet the way she was giggling about going and blowing people up, it was a wonder how she survived even before the end of the world came. It was like every chance she got to do something stupid, she did it. She had no idea what she was going to be up against, she didn't care. Run, run, run to the danger. She probably would have been a drunken dwarf barbarian level one tank in a DnD campaign asking some pugilist to fart her into a swarm of undead. (And with the luck she had to have to survive this long, it probably would have worked.)
	
	Thana didn't glance back towards Ash, just keeping her eyes facing forward as she muttered something under her breath that was unintelligible. Gavin looked over towards Ash and chuckled. [color=f26522]"Aww hell, only things I got to worrys abouts is Strawberry,"[/color] he said before turning his attention back to the small group they had going. It seemed like everyone was in for this run and Gavin was feeling a darkness taking over him. It was something he kept buried most of the time but with someone as happy and go lucky as he was, there was bound to be a reverse to it. He had seen what these people had done to one girl, heard what else they had done. They were going down like a drunken prom date. 

	Lola jumped up and down like a giddy school girl as Thalia agreed they could go play. [color=598527]"Fucking aces! Okay, who's riding with me? Climb in! Country, I'll follow ya! Any road blocks, just move and me and my baby will clear the way,"[/color] she giggled as she spun around in place. [color=598527]"Oh right, introductions. I'm Lola!"[/color] she added as she darted for her tank and climbed inside. She wasn't about to hold things up, she wanted to move. It was time to play. 

	Thana looked over at Thalia and nodded slightly. [color=0072bc]"Same boat. Lt. Commander Martin,"[/color] she said in a stoic voice before grabbing a pack out of the back of the truck and climbing into the passenger front seat of the cab. Ripping it open she started rummaging through it. Gavin cocked a brow, he was glad she grabbed one of his bags. He wasn't sure how Beatrice would have taken him going through hers or Ryans stuff.

	[color=f26522]"Hey, a kiwi. Okay, names Gavin, Comfort if you want. Texas Ranger. Okay, pile in y'all. Let's get this show on the road,"[/color] he said before looking over towards Beatrice and grinning at her. [color=f26522]"So, where you hangin' yer hat during this little trist?"[/color] he asked as he climbed into the driver seat of James pickup truck and started it up.