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Metropolitan,
Atlanta, Georgia
United States of America
Victoria being one to not get flustered easily, even though she did look a little astonished there. He simply nodded or hummed in reply as she mentioned the possible things that could be looted in the areas he mentioned, "Smart as always are we?" he said to her in reply as he got and wore his inner shirt and then his outworn jacket. It smells a tad funny but nothing like a perfume could fix he thought to himself, spraying a bit of his perfume over it. He tried reaching for the area where he though Josh's badge was, but he couldn't find it. He slowly started to freak out but then he felt the bump in the pocket of his jeans and rifling through he noticed it was present there, he breathed a small sigh of relief.
Grabbing his rucksack and starting to pack a few water bottles and some other basic necessities. Putting it on his back and finally grabbing his Metal bat and gripping it tightly. He also grabbed his ever trusty Walter P99 and tucked it behind his back. Making a quick decision to wear his beanie or not, he chose too cause he felt that it was relatively cool outside. His mind was on the map and key that Tori found over some broken floorboards, That's weird, is it worth the risk? is what he was thinking before finally finishing up on small preparations.
Walking through the dim and rather eerie hallway, it felt bizarre that the world could end just like that. The hallway had some broken floorboards, so you needed to walk through them carefully as getting a wound is pretty dangerous. With these thoughts in mind, he finally reached the stairwell and started to make his way down, the steady thuds of his feet echoed silently throughout the stairwell. How do they not hear these echoes? arriving at the end of the stairwell and seeing Victoria standing in the opposite direction, he decided to play a prank and scare her. Crouching low and creeping towards her, "Boo!" he said silently and lightly shook her.
With that out of the way, he was given the first choice, and he decided to go to the Five Points convenience store. He decided so since it wasn't too far away from where they were temporarily staying and, like Tori mentioned, could possibly have leftover supplies and if their lucky, Medical goods. The road to it wasn't terribly plagued with the dead, fortunately but there were still a few just standing around, groaning. They, or more specifically, Tori, being observant as she is, found out that they react to stimuli like humans. Meaning they are attracted to sound and visual stimuli. Hiding behind the entrance doors, he had eyed three zombies that were in the way. Seeing a brick, he picked it up and chucked it with all his strength in the opposite direction. The zombies quickly reacted to the sound and began walking slowly walking to where they heard the noise. Telling Tori to stay low and silent, they both crouched and walked through the area, trying to stay away from the eyes of the zombies.
After a while of doing the same tactic of attracting the zombie with noise and sneaking in the opposite direction, they had finally arrived to their destination. Letting the both of them catch a breath infront of the convenience store, they had earned it. In their shortness of breath he said to to Tori, "We have to make sure the convenience store is safe, it's not terribly big but we need to keep safe." Managing to catch his breath, he had taken the metal bat out of its home and gripping it tightly, he opens the door to the convenience store. He only sees a zombie, against a wall, seemingly dead. Making sure, he goes up slowly and carefully to the body. Once he had reached close enough, he gestured for Tori to hand him her machete for a bit. Being chucked to him, he catches it. Looking at the zombie against the wall, he gripped the Machete and stabbed it carefully on the side of the head.
"Alright we're clear, we can search now, though I do suggest doing it quickly." he whispers towards Tori who was just watching the whole thing. Snapping her out of her trance like state, he lightly shoves her so that she could search. When she began searching, Ben had also started to. The whole place was almost looted but there were some supplies here and there that were on the dirty floor or on the shelves. After around 10 minutes, they bought presented their findings. They both found, three assorted cans, a few bags of chips and some jerky. While it wasn't alot, it did somewhat bolster their food supplies which was always useful. "Alright, not that bad of a haul huh. Should we continue to the next location you mentioned, the pharmaceutical or should we just head back? I'll let you decide this one."
Atlanta, Georgia
United States of America
Victoria being one to not get flustered easily, even though she did look a little astonished there. He simply nodded or hummed in reply as she mentioned the possible things that could be looted in the areas he mentioned, "Smart as always are we?" he said to her in reply as he got and wore his inner shirt and then his outworn jacket. It smells a tad funny but nothing like a perfume could fix he thought to himself, spraying a bit of his perfume over it. He tried reaching for the area where he though Josh's badge was, but he couldn't find it. He slowly started to freak out but then he felt the bump in the pocket of his jeans and rifling through he noticed it was present there, he breathed a small sigh of relief.
Grabbing his rucksack and starting to pack a few water bottles and some other basic necessities. Putting it on his back and finally grabbing his Metal bat and gripping it tightly. He also grabbed his ever trusty Walter P99 and tucked it behind his back. Making a quick decision to wear his beanie or not, he chose too cause he felt that it was relatively cool outside. His mind was on the map and key that Tori found over some broken floorboards, That's weird, is it worth the risk? is what he was thinking before finally finishing up on small preparations.
Walking through the dim and rather eerie hallway, it felt bizarre that the world could end just like that. The hallway had some broken floorboards, so you needed to walk through them carefully as getting a wound is pretty dangerous. With these thoughts in mind, he finally reached the stairwell and started to make his way down, the steady thuds of his feet echoed silently throughout the stairwell. How do they not hear these echoes? arriving at the end of the stairwell and seeing Victoria standing in the opposite direction, he decided to play a prank and scare her. Crouching low and creeping towards her, "Boo!" he said silently and lightly shook her.
With that out of the way, he was given the first choice, and he decided to go to the Five Points convenience store. He decided so since it wasn't too far away from where they were temporarily staying and, like Tori mentioned, could possibly have leftover supplies and if their lucky, Medical goods. The road to it wasn't terribly plagued with the dead, fortunately but there were still a few just standing around, groaning. They, or more specifically, Tori, being observant as she is, found out that they react to stimuli like humans. Meaning they are attracted to sound and visual stimuli. Hiding behind the entrance doors, he had eyed three zombies that were in the way. Seeing a brick, he picked it up and chucked it with all his strength in the opposite direction. The zombies quickly reacted to the sound and began walking slowly walking to where they heard the noise. Telling Tori to stay low and silent, they both crouched and walked through the area, trying to stay away from the eyes of the zombies.
After a while of doing the same tactic of attracting the zombie with noise and sneaking in the opposite direction, they had finally arrived to their destination. Letting the both of them catch a breath infront of the convenience store, they had earned it. In their shortness of breath he said to to Tori, "We have to make sure the convenience store is safe, it's not terribly big but we need to keep safe." Managing to catch his breath, he had taken the metal bat out of its home and gripping it tightly, he opens the door to the convenience store. He only sees a zombie, against a wall, seemingly dead. Making sure, he goes up slowly and carefully to the body. Once he had reached close enough, he gestured for Tori to hand him her machete for a bit. Being chucked to him, he catches it. Looking at the zombie against the wall, he gripped the Machete and stabbed it carefully on the side of the head.
"Alright we're clear, we can search now, though I do suggest doing it quickly." he whispers towards Tori who was just watching the whole thing. Snapping her out of her trance like state, he lightly shoves her so that she could search. When she began searching, Ben had also started to. The whole place was almost looted but there were some supplies here and there that were on the dirty floor or on the shelves. After around 10 minutes, they bought presented their findings. They both found, three assorted cans, a few bags of chips and some jerky. While it wasn't alot, it did somewhat bolster their food supplies which was always useful. "Alright, not that bad of a haul huh. Should we continue to the next location you mentioned, the pharmaceutical or should we just head back? I'll let you decide this one."
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@TheWizardLizard has been offline for 8 days, something might have come up.
@TheWizardLizard has been offline for 8 days, something might have come up.
John Millow
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Nickname(s):
"Scaredy Tough Guy"
Fear(s):
He harbors an uncanny fear towards mannequins, something about that deep empty stare and the way they stand just completely unnerves John, to the point where he might start shaking in fear.
His whole line of family are very interested in occult and supernatural things, John was a black sheep in that he fears them. His relatives would always tell him stories of the occult or supernatural ones. The constant telling of stories and mock warnings had escalated his fear.
Simply put, he believes if anyone has to put on a mask, then they are probably hiding something. Clowns especially are a prime target, as he was exposed to clowns his whole life as his parents always bought the creepiest clown for birthdays, and since his fear has not diminished.
Personality:
Normally, John is relatively nice and warm. Always being told by his parents to always try and be nice to everyone as you never know who might be under that guise. His odd upbringing had not damaged his disposition, that much. The constant teasing and fake scares had led John to be a more jumpy and nervous than the rest, though he will try to put up a fake front but inside he's screaming. Though he is scared by the supernatural easily, he does not get daunted by normal people and this helps him with his job.
History:
Raised by a family filled to the brim with eccentrics who are deeply interested in occult and anything supernatural related, John has had a very scared and jumpy childhood. Though this was the case, his parents had always cared for him and instilled in him the right ideology of always trying to help whenever you can.
His father and mother had been brought together due to their common and uncanny interests of the occult, and most, except John had the same interests. Almost everyone had nerves of steel and was never outright scared, just curious. He had never seen anyone in his family get scared of the occult/supernatural, only to ever see them with glowing and inquisitive ones.
Unlike his family, John had always been interested in Criminology, as his parents have instilled in him to care and help people in need. This stemmed to him taking Criminology as his major and Psychology as his minor. He excelled at these subjects and could relatively read a human well. He was the most interested in the human psyche as compared to his oddball family.
Finally leaving university, he had landed a job as a Police Detective's Assistant in the local police department. He was only an assistant as you needed to be 21 years of age to have candidacy in the job, though he didn't mind as he was learning and absorbing all that was being taught to him.
Skills:
~Criminology major
~Psychology minor
~Beginner gun proficiency
~Mentally sharp
~Amateur detective
Other:
Despite his families oddity, he is really close with them and visits frequently. He gets along with them, even though he is teased though in a playful way. Has a cat called Black. (Because the coat of fur is black)
He's bad at naming things.
Oh damn I didn't read the last post..
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Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Nickname(s):
"Scaredy Tough Guy"
Fear(s):
He harbors an uncanny fear towards mannequins, something about that deep empty stare and the way they stand just completely unnerves John, to the point where he might start shaking in fear.
His whole line of family are very interested in occult and supernatural things, John was a black sheep in that he fears them. His relatives would always tell him stories of the occult or supernatural ones. The constant telling of stories and mock warnings had escalated his fear.
Simply put, he believes if anyone has to put on a mask, then they are probably hiding something. Clowns especially are a prime target, as he was exposed to clowns his whole life as his parents always bought the creepiest clown for birthdays, and since his fear has not diminished.
Personality:
Normally, John is relatively nice and warm. Always being told by his parents to always try and be nice to everyone as you never know who might be under that guise. His odd upbringing had not damaged his disposition, that much. The constant teasing and fake scares had led John to be a more jumpy and nervous than the rest, though he will try to put up a fake front but inside he's screaming. Though he is scared by the supernatural easily, he does not get daunted by normal people and this helps him with his job.
History:
Raised by a family filled to the brim with eccentrics who are deeply interested in occult and anything supernatural related, John has had a very scared and jumpy childhood. Though this was the case, his parents had always cared for him and instilled in him the right ideology of always trying to help whenever you can.
His father and mother had been brought together due to their common and uncanny interests of the occult, and most, except John had the same interests. Almost everyone had nerves of steel and was never outright scared, just curious. He had never seen anyone in his family get scared of the occult/supernatural, only to ever see them with glowing and inquisitive ones.
Unlike his family, John had always been interested in Criminology, as his parents have instilled in him to care and help people in need. This stemmed to him taking Criminology as his major and Psychology as his minor. He excelled at these subjects and could relatively read a human well. He was the most interested in the human psyche as compared to his oddball family.
Finally leaving university, he had landed a job as a Police Detective's Assistant in the local police department. He was only an assistant as you needed to be 21 years of age to have candidacy in the job, though he didn't mind as he was learning and absorbing all that was being taught to him.
Skills:
~Criminology major
~Psychology minor
~Beginner gun proficiency
~Mentally sharp
~Amateur detective
Other:
Despite his families oddity, he is really close with them and visits frequently. He gets along with them, even though he is teased though in a playful way. Has a cat called Black. (Because the coat of fur is black)
He's bad at naming things.
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John Millow
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Nickname(s):
"Scaredy Tough Guy"
Fear(s):
He harbors an uncanny fear towards mannequins, something about that deep empty stare and the way they stand just completely unnerves John, to the point where he might start shaking in fear.
His whole line of family are very interested in occult and supernatural things, John was a black sheep in that he fears them. His relatives would always tell him stories of the occult or supernatural ones. The constant telling of stories and mock warnings had escalated his fear.
Simply put, he believes if anyone has to put on a mask, then they are probably hiding something. Clowns especially are a prime target, as he was exposed to clowns his whole life as his parents always bought the creepiest clown for birthdays, and since his fear has not diminished.
Personality:
Normally, John is relatively nice and warm. Always being told by his parents to always try and be nice to everyone as you never know who might be under that guise. His odd upbringing had not damaged his disposition, that much. The constant teasing and fake scares had led John to be a more jumpy and nervous than the rest, though he will try to put up a fake front but inside he's screaming. Though he is scared by the supernatural easily, he does not get daunted by normal people and this helps him with his job.
History:
Raised by a family filled to the brim with eccentrics who are deeply interested in occult and anything supernatural related, John has had a very scared and jumpy childhood. Though this was the case, his parents had always cared for him and instilled in him the right ideology of always trying to help whenever you can.
His father and mother had been brought together due to their common and uncanny interests of the occult, and most, except John had the same interests. Almost everyone had nerves of steel and was never outright scared, just curious. He had never seen anyone in his family get scared of the occult/supernatural, only to ever see them with glowing and inquisitive ones.
Unlike his family, John had always been interested in Criminology, as his parents have instilled in him to care and help people in need. This stemmed to him taking Criminology as his major and Psychology as his minor. He excelled at these subjects and could relatively read a human well. He was the most interested in the human psyche as compared to his oddball family.
Finally leaving university, he had landed a job as a Police Detective's Assistant in the local police department. He was only an assistant as you needed to be 21 years of age to have candidacy in the job, though he didn't mind as he was learning and absorbing all that was being taught to him.
Skills:
~Criminology major
~Psychology minor
~Beginner gun proficiency
~Mentally sharp
~Amateur detective
Other:
Despite his families oddity, he is really close with them and visits frequently. He gets along with them, even though he is teased though in a playful way. Has a cat called Black. (Because the coat of fur is black)
He's bad at naming things.
I'll keep an eye out.
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It actually depends on the type of zombies honestly, if they were you know, indestructible then probably not.
I have no idea how I would fare in an apocalypse, but my brain is telling me I will kick ass.
Well, about alcohol,
Interesting tidbit of information hm.
Edit: Oh and if there was a song permanently playing in Ben's mind it would be.
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