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Girls in a zombie world (F x F)

Well I have been thinking into some sort of The Walking Dead Rp in which two females slowly start to get close to each other

What I got in mind is some sort of fortified camp formed by a numerous group of survivors, the camp is located in what was once a very populatd city (new york? you choose I dont mind).

This camp has this organization system:
-The council: old people that decide on the important things that affect the entire camp, for example when to move somethere else
-The medics: very hard someone with medical skills in this post apocalytic world, their most importat thing they do is to check on every person that gets in the camp, no matter how many times that person goes out and in, medics make sure no infected people get inside.
-Guards: most of them come from the army, they guard the camp day and night and have the best weapons around.
-Cooks: luckily the camp offers food just like public shelters used to
-Cleaning: they try to keep clean the place, specially the public showers.
-The crafters: they try to keep things running with what little resources they got, and make new tools

And finally: the Scavengers: Adventurers that go outside the camp in search of any useful thing they can find, from canned food to weapons or whatever. My character belongs to this group

What I have in mind is that your character, who used to be part of another group, is attacked by zombies and runs into my character who convinces yours to join the camp as a scavenger. They will explore, find enemies, new allies and more

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The blonde thought the old man was just joking when he asked if anyone knew how to hotwire the vehicle and end up doing it himself, much to her displeasure the man was no joking, she looked like she was about to enter into a crisis but Michael asked her to come along.
"At least he has a gun..." She thought and after a quick look at the broken gate she nodded. "Yeah, let's go. those mosters may see us from the street if we stay here" She commented.

Armed with gun and hammer they returned to the building, the moster's corpse was still on the floor so it was one thing less to worry about "Good thngs it stays dead..." Claudia muttered as she rised her eyes, trying to look through the dark corridor. As she walked a sign became visible, it was the sign of the room she was looking for "Administration".

"I don't think they keep a copy here but maybe we can find something usefull" She told Michael, who was at the oppsite side of the corridor, before slowly opening the door; the creaking noise could be heard throughout all the corridor and Claudia ventured into the dark room.
After a few minutes of silence the girl walked out of the administartion and without saying a word she pointed at the old man with something and suddeny a light iluminated Michael and half of the room. "This torch comes in handy"

Skyrim guard's life

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Skyrim guard's life

Any idea to suggest?

Skyrim Guard Tales

https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/195393-skyrim-guards-life/ooc

I finally made the thread

Skyrim guard's life

-Name: Meya Frost-fang
-Age: 25
-Race: Nord
-Weapon (up to steel tier only): She favors the steel mace and shield
-Biography: Meya was born in samll clan know as the Frost-Fang, a clan of fervent followers of Stendarr, thus all (or most) of the clan members are or were Vigilants of Stendarr at some point and Meya was no different. She dedicated her life to root out vampires, werewolves, witches, and other creatures that prey on mortals, the girl saw no problem in it and considered an honorable cause.

However everything changed when she and other vigilants faced a Daedra Prince while chasing down a group of cultits inside a cave, by the time the vigilants realized it was a trap it was already too late, only Meya managed to escape alive from from the Daedra's wrath. Such traumatic event made her aandon the order, despite knowing her own Clan would turn their back on her, and moved to Whiterun were she joined the city guard in hopes of not having to face something so dangerous again. Even though she abandoned the order she still wears an Stendarr amulet.

Skyrim guard's life

The game only cares about the Dragonbor's great adventures, so I was thinking "How about an Rp focused on the daily life of the NPC's"; more specifically the guards as they are always trying to solve problems, from a finding lost dog to a dragon attack.

This is an alternative universe where the dragonborn does not exists so if you are in trouble call the guards. Another thing to keep in mind is that the Skyrim civil war is over with a victory of the Empire, even so there are still many stormcloack supporters out there and there are many troubles with bandits and hostile creatures.

I have in mind to place this Rp in Whiterun, though if other Holds need reinforcments then our characters can go.

Character sheet:
-Apprarance (real pic)
-Name:
-Age
-Race
-Weapon (up to steel tier only):
-Biography:

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just like Claudia english is not my mother tongue so if something is not clear or contradictory make me know.

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Claudia gulped so hard those closest to her heard it clearly. She approached the main door with slow steps, she didn´t want to be the one to open it but it was no time to argue. She rised the hammer over head ready to attack and with the left hand turned the pommel slowly nd finally opened the door.

Hersh oulders relaxed and she lowered the hammer, there was a a glim light coming from a window covered with a teared trash bag at the end of the corridor, and with it the blonde could confirm that at least that floor was clear.
"Come on, the hallway is clear..." She whispered, the others walked through the place trying to find the stairs. Claundia on the other hand stood behind just to check on the old man "How you doing Mister? Wanna sit down a bit?" She asked, her acent making evident the fact she was not from there.
Before they could keep the talking one of the other survivors cursed so loud they heard him clearly despite the man was already at the first floor and Claudia rushed to see what had happened.

"What's going on?!" she yelled before seeing the man sitting on the floor resting against the wall and a zombie laing on the floor dead...again. "Que susto.." she muttered to herself in spanish and went to check on the man, luckily he was not bitten.

Once all the group was on the first floor they headed to the garage through a back door. There was not much to pick from: an old car with flat tires, another one with two doors missing doors and an old Volkswagen Transporter; the choice was obvious. When they approached the vehicle they noticed the driver's door was open and the seat stained with blood but no signs of zombies which was a relief, however something else worried them: they keys were missing and the gate of the garage which lead to the street was had been broken down.