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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Hey Hamster, can you describe Cam's injuries to me. I want my post to match up to what you had in mind.
I'm still around as well, but much busier now that school has started
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12 yrs ago
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#3
Kylie hadn't even heard Hannah approached her from the back. It could have been another walker for all Kylie knew. She was still panicked, she could have died. She could have died and that would have been the end of her. She would have been bitten and eaten and whatever was left would stand up and the horrible cycle would continue.
If Oskar hadn't warned her or if she wasn't carrying a weapon she would have died. And for the first time in a long time she was truly scared. Raiders were different then zombies, sometimes humans could be reasoned with. And with a gunshot to the head at least the death would be fast. But all zombies want are to eat.
Kylie was shaken from her thoughts, literally, by Hannah shaking her shoulders. Kylie slowly got to her feet, listening to what Hannah said very carefully. She felt dizzy, from not only her hunger and exhaustion but now also her panic attack. At first Kylie was not going to verbally respond to Hannah, but figured confirming her understanding would only work with words.
“Yes ma'am...I understand.”
The sounds of the car starting was a sound almost foreign to her. She suddenly remembered when she used to drive, back before the world went to hell. She remembered driving her friends around town, going to the mall or just driving around for fun. She remembered complaining about gas prices. The price of gas didn't seem so bad now.
She looked over towards Hannah, her expression looked tried. She wiped away the tears on her face, leaving behind smudges of zombie remains. “I was able to find some medical supplies for Camella's leg.” Maybe things were picking up.
Kylie hadn't even heard Hannah approached her from the back. It could have been another walker for all Kylie knew. She was still panicked, she could have died. She could have died and that would have been the end of her. She would have been bitten and eaten and whatever was left would stand up and the horrible cycle would continue.
If Oskar hadn't warned her or if she wasn't carrying a weapon she would have died. And for the first time in a long time she was truly scared. Raiders were different then zombies, sometimes humans could be reasoned with. And with a gunshot to the head at least the death would be fast. But all zombies want are to eat.
Kylie was shaken from her thoughts, literally, by Hannah shaking her shoulders. Kylie slowly got to her feet, listening to what Hannah said very carefully. She felt dizzy, from not only her hunger and exhaustion but now also her panic attack. At first Kylie was not going to verbally respond to Hannah, but figured confirming her understanding would only work with words.
“Yes ma'am...I understand.”
The sounds of the car starting was a sound almost foreign to her. She suddenly remembered when she used to drive, back before the world went to hell. She remembered driving her friends around town, going to the mall or just driving around for fun. She remembered complaining about gas prices. The price of gas didn't seem so bad now.
She looked over towards Hannah, her expression looked tried. She wiped away the tears on her face, leaving behind smudges of zombie remains. “I was able to find some medical supplies for Camella's leg.” Maybe things were picking up.
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#3
Kylie looked over at Oskar with a confused expression? She was about to call back when suddenly a colossal weight crashed down on her. The sheer weight of the zombie that had crept up on her was enough to knock her off her feet. The zombie was large, maybe a bodybuilder when he was alive. But Kylie had no time to think about when he was alive, because in several seconds if she didn't do anything she would be dead.
She immediately began to struggle, using all of her terrified and terrified energy to try and push the zombie off of her. She had both of her hands on his shoulders, using all of her strength to push him off. The smell of his rotting flesh was enough to make Kylie ill, but she wasn't quite ready to die. Minutes ago she was wondering if dying would be better then living, but right now getting her face chewed off didn't sound like it was worth it.
With a final shove and a grunt, Kylie pushed the zombie off of her, frantically backing away on her hands and back as the zombie began to get his bearings and began to crawl after her. Kylie gave a few desperate kicks to the zombie's face as she struggled to get her machete out of it's sling. And with only seconds before she was overpowered, the machete came free, the force of her yanking it out of it's holder caused her to embed it right between it's eyes.
The zombie soon stilled and Kylie was silent. Her breathing was horribly erratic as she hyperventilated. Her panic attack only continued as she removed the machete from the walker's head, only to drive it back in. She continued to do this several times, tears streaming down her face as she did so. She splashed the brains of the walker all around her, silently thankful that the med kit was safe in her backpack.
Kylie looked over at Oskar with a confused expression? She was about to call back when suddenly a colossal weight crashed down on her. The sheer weight of the zombie that had crept up on her was enough to knock her off her feet. The zombie was large, maybe a bodybuilder when he was alive. But Kylie had no time to think about when he was alive, because in several seconds if she didn't do anything she would be dead.
She immediately began to struggle, using all of her terrified and terrified energy to try and push the zombie off of her. She had both of her hands on his shoulders, using all of her strength to push him off. The smell of his rotting flesh was enough to make Kylie ill, but she wasn't quite ready to die. Minutes ago she was wondering if dying would be better then living, but right now getting her face chewed off didn't sound like it was worth it.
With a final shove and a grunt, Kylie pushed the zombie off of her, frantically backing away on her hands and back as the zombie began to get his bearings and began to crawl after her. Kylie gave a few desperate kicks to the zombie's face as she struggled to get her machete out of it's sling. And with only seconds before she was overpowered, the machete came free, the force of her yanking it out of it's holder caused her to embed it right between it's eyes.
The zombie soon stilled and Kylie was silent. Her breathing was horribly erratic as she hyperventilated. Her panic attack only continued as she removed the machete from the walker's head, only to drive it back in. She continued to do this several times, tears streaming down her face as she did so. She splashed the brains of the walker all around her, silently thankful that the med kit was safe in her backpack.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
I rolled to see if Kylie would come out alive and unharmed, and luck seems to be on her side.
Getting the radio working with music might make this nicer for her.
Getting the radio working with music might make this nicer for her.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Now lets see...do I let Kylie escape unharmed...
Sweet! I'm just about finished with mine, I will post it after you.
Hmm...I would like her to be older then five, so maybe around seven-nine? I could make her a bit older but I think having a grandchild in a godfather rp would be really precious.
gogojakeo said
Hmmm, well, the Godfather has a daughter of 18, i'm sure we'll find a son of atound 25, so let's say that the GF is around 50. But hey, men can have children up until they die! So I guess it's all up to the mother's age! I'd say that the mother shouldn't have children any later that 50, so if the GF's wife is 55, then the child can be no older than 5. Get what I mean?
hmm...then perhaps my character can be a granddaughter to the GF?
I think I'm gonna wait for gogo to come back before I post my sheet. If he doesn't want me to play a daughter that young I could always be a grandchild or something
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