DriveEMOut

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He struggled to keep the feral off of him. "Kill it, are you blind? It's gonna bite me!" He tried to maneuver to grab his hunting knife, but doing so the feral got very close to his neck. Before it could do damage he kicked it off, unslung his rifle, and shot it in the head, effectively killing it. He panted, tired after the work out, but he surveyed the area, checking for others.

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I agree with the others. Also, if you have any friends who'd enjoy this, tell them to join!

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"X. And I heard a scream, so I came to investigate. You are?" He slung the rifle back on his shoulder, examining the man. He slowly pulled out the hunting knife, letting the man know he wasn't unarmed. He started strolling the aisles, looking for additional food the man had left behind. He picked up a rotted banana, and threw it behind him. He sighed. No food left?

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I just want to get a few posts up, sort of like a prologue.

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X turned towards the sound, pulling his rifle from his shoulder into his hands, and dashed into the market, gun raised. "Who's there? I will shoot if you threaten me! If this is an ambush, your brains will be against the wall in a second. I'm just here to help, if you're friendly. If not, then someone gets hurt. End of story." He scanned the aisles, looking for a living person that wasn't a feral.

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Xavier

He looked at the room before him, taking it all in. There were two dead ferals, whose brains he had just blown against the wall. He looted the kitchen cabinet, finding two cans of beans(that hadn't expired), and a chocolate bar. He shoved the delicacy into his bag, already thinking how much he should draw it out. He heard a thump against the kitchen door, and approached it with his knife in hand. Before he could get there, a feral burst out, knocking him down. He barely had enough strength to keep the feral above him, and he gave a last ditch effort. He plunged the hunting knife into the feral's head, killing it. He stood up abruptly, looking in the bathroom, finding a gas mask. He strapped it onto his face, put his cloak's hood up, and strode out of the house, looking at the street of a suburban neighborhood. Except, the weeds were overgrown, the roads were cracked, and bodies littered the street.

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Oh, ok. Welp, I'll make the first IC post.

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Are you going to fill one out?

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@Patient 43Delta
Yo, are you gonna make a character form?

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Oh, ranger! For the CS pictures are best for appearance.