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    1. Drakeonis 12 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current They're marathoning Power Rangers on Twitch. I'm geeking out so hard rn!
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9 yrs ago
So I might be killed by a tornado. It's pretty lit in this basement tho
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9 yrs ago
@The Spectre I fail to see how that is any different. You just described all the things people do with their racist "jokes." Sounds pretty hypocritical to me.
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9 yrs ago
Does the "Grow a thicker skin." thing not apply to talking shit about people voting for a different candidate?
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9 yrs ago
No it wasn't directed at anyone I was speaking genrally.

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"A swan? Oh wait a minute I think I see it." He was confused when she grabbed his arm but he went along with it anyway. His eyes followed where she had made him point and sure enough standing under the street lamp was a strange figure. "Who is that?"
"Shit..." Harlan swore before dropping his gun and holding up his hands. Things didn't look good for him, here he was holding a gun and standing over a bleeding girl who was clearly afraid of him. "I swear this isn't what it looks like. I just walked in here and found her like this."
Barrett walked down the hall with his hands in his pockets and his head down as not to attract attention to himself. He wore a red tank top, black jeans, stone-gray converses, and his signature orange beanie. He was barely acknowledged as he moved through the hall and it was just the way he liked it, just an ordinary day for him. He just wanted to get through his senior year without mishaps, he went to his locker and grabbed his history book before walking to his history class.
Sam looked up at the sky. He really did try picking out the constellation but it had just looked like a bunch of stars to him. "I have no idea what I'm looking for."
Sam couldn't help but smile at Noel, maybe he was good for something other than killing things after all. He followed her into the room and over to the window. "What is it?"
Harlan peaked out from behind the store counter noticing that whateve had made the notice had left rather quicky. Maybe that meant it was a survivor them? He had never seen an infected move fast unless it was chasing something. He marked it down as something to look into later after he dealt with his food situation. The corner store had been practically empty thanks to the looting and scaviging bu t luckily for him there was still something of use to him. He picked up can that was some kind of soup. He didn't care what flavor it was as long as it kept him from dying of starvation it was good enough for him. He ducked back behind the counter check if there was anymore food but instead found a smal revolver. The revolver was probably what the owner used to scare off any would-be robbers or something, but it was definitely loaded. There was no more ammo in sight but it'd make a decent backup weapon if he ever got into a bad spot.

Now that the corner store was done with, he could check out the noise from earlier. If it was another survivor maybe he'd be able to trade them for some food? Not like he had much to offer if they did though. He ran down the street keeping his eyes out for the source of the ealier noise. He was about to give up when a soft thud caught his attention. Well it was all or nothing now, he prayed he wasn't about I walk into some lone infected's lair. He moved down the block to the source of the noise, a boarded up pet store, while he wasn't proud to admit it, it made him hungry. The first thing he saw was a busted window with blood coating the edges, already setting off a red flag in his head telling him to run back to his rooftop. That was before he saw the girl inside holding down on a bleeding wound. He made his way inside carefully past the glass and boards. Carefully he walked over to her holding his gun with the barrel facing the ceiling as not to giver her the wrong idea. "Miss, are you alright?"
Knew I forgot something. Fixed now.
Samuel was taken back by Noel's sudden enthusiasm. He had never known her to enjoy the hunt before. He was still concerned but he smiled. "Sure, next hunt you ride with me. Maybe a hunt would help her, and he would watch her back to make sure it wasn't to difficult, she was trained just the same as him and probably wouldn't even need his help.
Accepted.

Name: Jeremiah "Jerry" Towns
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality: While he looks tall and intimidating, Jeremiah is actually shy and a coward. He's the nerd of the group an avid lover of comics, anime, video games, and movies and he'll drone on a subject if you let him.
Quick Bio: Jeremiah has been nerdy since he was a boy taking after his mother who was a huge comic enthusiast, and even owns her own store. Which he works at part time.
Crush: none yet
Relationship: Single
Other: Only likes to be called Jerry by his friends and life is not boring.
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