Apokalipse

Zombie Exodus

|Josephine "Joseph" Smith|

10:26 am
December 26, 2015
The house was as loud as usual. Uncle Moth could be heard loudly talking to Aunt Mary about a new grill he wanted and her boisterous laughter echoed around the halls. Seven year old Anna-Michael’s TV was turned to the max, a knock-off-Disney movie playing. Then, there was the banging. Joseph and Joseph Sr. entered the house to see Big Mama slamming her fist on the coffee machine, swearing up the storm.

“Mama…” Joseph’s father nearly face palmed.

“Yeah, hit it Big Mama, that’ll make it work.” Joseph rolled her eyes and opened the fridge, grabbing a cold off-brand Coke. She opened and started chugging, anything to wake herself up. Big Mama shot Joseph an annoyed look before she stopped banging on the poor machine.

“Josephine, go get me a coffee from that Starbucks place.” Her grandmother ordered. Joseph didn’t say a word, instead continuing to chug her soda.

Joseph Sr. leaned on the counter, his brow furrowed. “Hey, now, I don’t think that’s a good idea, Mama. Why don’t Moth get it?”

“Nuh-huh.” Uncle Moth crowed, walking past the kitchen to go outside.

“Stop your worrying Joseph. The city is perfectly safe, let the poor girl out once in awhile. Now, go, go.”

“Let me take a shower first, Big Mama.”

Joseph’s father called after the brunette, but she continued to the bathroom. She locked it behind her and took off her clothes, folding them and placing them onto the sink to wear later. She undid her bun and stepped into the shower. She turned the water on, keeping it at the coldest temperature she could, quickly washing before she got out again. She slipped on her clothes, not bothering to dry herself off, and placed her wet hair in a messy bun.

“Okay, I’m goin’.” She shouted as she went out the door, shrugging into her heavy camouflaged jacket. She climbed into her father’s truck and started driving towards the closest town, Philadelphia.

So far, she didn’t like Pennsylvania that much – too cold. She preferred the warmth of Alabama and the heavy feeling of the air. She only had another week here with her grandma before her and her dad would be leaving; her uncle and aunt close behind. Even then, though, she’d be stuck with her dad whose increasing worry about her health was starting to aggravate her.

Joseph’s eyes were a little heavy, but not as heavy as they were earlier, the cold shower and coke having woken her a little bit. She planned on getting a big size caramel frappe for herself and whatever was cheapest for Big Mama. Of course, later on Big Mama would throw a fit, but Joseph couldn’t care less.

After a couple of minutes, Joseph pulled into the Starbucks and climbed out of the dirty truck. She rubbed absently at the bags under her eyes, but didn’t care how people would perceive her since she probably wouldn’t visit the city for awhile. She pushed open the door, and approached the cash register, waiting behind some woman.

Infected [Reboot]

I've a vague idea of the image. If Dog and Kaylah are headed left, Chris and Cat headed right, then Tony and Mercy will take the middle.

@teapotshark

Which side would you like the store they are in to be on? I don't mind which (:

EDIT: I'm going to wait for someone to come into the store before I post

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

The reason I wrote it this early is because of time, it takes like 20 hours to get to Massachusetts from Florida, but it probably takes an hour for each stop to get everyone on. And some students are early risers, just not most XD And I just wasn't thinking about the rooms, ahaha. So I'm changing it to ten floors and fifty rooms on each floor~ it's a big hotel (;

Ah, Joshua Tamashii, don't worry about changing your post though~ It's only a small detail~

Infected [Reboot]

I'll get a post up in a little bit~ I assume Ellie-May and Teff won't be able to hear them, though, since they weren't as close to the entrance than before. It's a small clothing shop their in, but they are at the way back, behind a corner, in the middle.

Like you know those stores that have the cash register in the middle of the room and then a wall behind it? Then the wall created a small box in the room? They are behind the box, if that makes any sense.

Infected [Reboot]

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Huh. Must be a southern thing.

Our malls definetly have none xD

@Silver Fox

It probably is a southern thing, southerners love their guns. But usually no one really buys from the gun shops at malls in alabama, they usually buy it at Bass Pro Shop.

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

IC is up!!!

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

August 22, 2015
Tallahassee, FL

She couldn’t stop her leg from shaking. Every few seconds it would tense and quiver when it wasn’t rapidly bouncing up and down. Her heel slammed into the concrete sidewalk, the thin sole of her flip-flop the only thing preventing her from a bleeding foot. She felt sick to her stomach with anxiety, as if her stomach acid was eating away at her insides. The bouncing of her leg only made it worse, but she couldn’t stop. With every jolt, her stomach felt sicker, until finally she threw herself into the bushes and threw up. The vomit scorched her throat and burned her lips and, when it was all done, she had to spit multiple times to get the taste out of her mouth.

Every year since her first year at Salem Witches’ Institute, this had been Aella Strand’s Bus Stop Routine. At six thirty, she would travel to Tallahassee and sit at the bus stop on 112 West Tennessee Street; no one would have arrived yet, since the Peregrine didn’t get there until seven forty five. Once there, she would work herself into a frenzy, anxiety riding her body like a disease. For ten minutes, she would sit alone until her stomach had become so riddled with apprehension, she would throw up into the bushes. Then, she would sit on the bus stop bench until that ugly, old car came.

And, six years after that first year, she still upheld the routine. Aella’s fingers clamped onto her jeans, scratching at the material, and her leg started up bouncing again. The brunette attempted to quell her horrible disorder by taking in deep breaths, but so far it hadn’t worked. Students began to arrive at the bus stop – Aella could only tell they were students because of their multiple bags and the weird, strange animals they kept in cages. Aella never talked with any of the students, except for a word or two when they asked about the time or how long she had been waiting. There were multiple unfamiliar faces, obviously first years, by the looks of it.

Then, finally, her watch changed to seven forty five and the Peregrine screeched as it slid in front of the bus stop. It was an ugly, old, tan Peugeot with clear windows and two old women sitting in the front. Aella was the first to move forward, bending over to peer into the driver’s window at Mercury, the old woman who drove the Peregrine, and she could see Pluto in the passenger seat, yelling something at Mercury. Aella knocked three times on the window, but when it wasn’t rolled down, kicked the car door.

“What?” Snapped the white-haired elder once she rolled down the window.

“Uh, well, um, - hi.” Aella stuttered, trying to remain polite. A kid yelled from the line that had been formed behind her, vaguely saying something like hurry up and Aella felt her face brighten.

“Well, spit it out, brat.” Mercury said gruffly.

“Room number?”

Almost immediately, Mercury’s face turned pink and Pluto started to yell at her for being a fool and for forgetting what her job was.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, shut your pie hole, Pluto. You’re in room 207.”

Aella nodded and shuffled away from the line, opening the back door and climbing in. It was always cramped when first walking into the car, but when walking down the stairs, it was wide and open. Aella nearly fell down the stairs, she was so eager to get down there. She continued to skip down the stairs, flight after flight, until she was on the second floor. She stuffed her bags into her room, not even sparing a glance at the place she would be staying the night, before she grabbed her puzzle book and went into the Tomb, the place where students hung out during the seven day trip.

The room was vibrant and bright with red sofas and black tables with a karaoke machine and a bar that served non-alcoholic drinks. Aella picked an empty sofa and opened up her Sudoku book, concentrating on the puzzle. However, in the back of her mind, she was hoping that someone would come talk to her.

Infected [Reboot]

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...malls have gun shops?

@Silver Fox

Uh, definitely. Or, at least in Alabama and Florida they do.

The Dreamwalker Project

@ApokalipseI can have my gal accidentally bother or probe or bump into her. Whichever comes first Mostly because I don't want her going to the npc while in the class with actual people

@Rage Lonethorn

I'm cool with that~ She'll be super polite about it, but will inwardly be insulting your char, though XD

Infected [Reboot]

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How long has Ellie-May and Stephanie been in the mall? <.< I mean Teddy lives in there somewhere, in the ceiling...

@FaithsRose

Not very long, maybe around an hour or thirty minutes. They are on the first floor, though, near the entrance because they're getting clothes. They've already gotten canned foods. Next, they are gonna hit the gun shop for bullets.