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The Walking Dead: The ties that bind.

Together they both slowly lowered the ladder, up until now the small group of walkers had not noticed them, their milky-white eyes blankly staring away from their general direction. Unfortunately, as soon as the metal ladder was halfway down, it began rattling, not clamorously loud, but loud enough for two or three of the roamers to notice. "Shit, shit! They've seen us." he panicked, his voice a hissing whisper.

By the time the ladder reached the bottom, the walkers were a few feet from the fire escape. Michael rushed down from the first floor and quickly made his way down the ladder. At the bottom he jumped off, so he wouldn't step on the broken remains of the split-faced walker.
Pulling his hatchet out as he approached the nearest roamer, he intended to aim for the center of the walker's forehead only to miss and scrape against its bared teeth, the hatchet slicing through the bottom lip all the way down to the lower front of the mandible, his botched attack a result of his aching shoulders. Black blood dripped from its mutilated jaw as it attempted to bite Michael. Reacting quickly, he shoved the hatchet handle against its mouth, the walker chomping down on it with putrid teeth. Hopefully he would have given Florence enough time to make her way down.

The Walking Dead: The ties that bind.

Michael took a deep breath before descending. The air stunk like an ancient abattoir, the scent of spoiled and charred meat mingled into a foul, rotten aroma. "When we get there, remind me to get air fresheners." he said disgusted, half joking, half serious. The terrifying symphony of the dead below rang out as Michael peered over the edge of the fire escape, he spotted the broken remains of the lurker from last night, the deep laceration he had carved into its face now crawling with flies. He looked away from the gruesome cadaver and spotted several walkers roaming the alley, most likely attracted by the clatter of the fire escape ladder yesterday. "Looks about... uh, four, maybe five of them." he indicated as he turned around to Florence. "Here, help me lower the ladder slowly, no sense in provoking more of them." he whispered cautiously in case the walkers beneath heard them. He was maybe being a bit paranoid, but he would rather not risk it in the off chance there was more of them just waiting around the corner.

Spooky, scary, skeleton-shaking, other halloween related horror word HALLOWEEN NAMES!

spooky story, comrade, but it having only one problems. Papa Spooky cannot do the death. they is immortals, now and forever

Spooky, scary, skeleton-shaking, other halloween related horror word HALLOWEEN NAMES!

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Now and forever. <3

The Walking Dead: The ties that bind.

Awoken suddenly by the forbearing prod of Florence's boot, Michael immediately sat upright, seemingly in a somewhat somnolent state of confusion. He was about to reach for his hatchet before realising where he was. A slight aching pain registered in his back and shoulders, a painful parting gift from the rooftop. Michael never bothered with eating any breakfast - if you can call cold tomato soup or a chocolate bar breakfast - although he was hungry, he couldn't risk eating the last of what remained of his food supply on the chance the other group had no food with them to spare, or rather, none they would want to spare.

"Morning." he muttered sleepily to Florence while pushing himself off the ground. He bunched up the blanket and handed it back to her. Michael had little with him so he would only need to grab his hatchet, gun and bag, before waiting for Florence at the top of the fire escape. "Before we find those guys, I need to get some clothes that aren't covered in walker guts." he suggested, arms folded. "Come on, we're going shopping."

And Now You Die!

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And Now You Die!

Real Name: Asclepius-0

Hero name: None

Role: Hero

Appearance

Asclepius' visual receptors and mouth glow a soft green, as a result of the Zenothian power core located within his metallic skull.

Powers: Moderate Super Strength, Speed, and Endurance due to the Zenothian metal Asclepius is composed of, he was also programmed with high intelligence. Finally, Asclepius has several surgical tools such as a scalpel, a bonesaw and anesthetics situated in his arms and chest respectively.

Talents:

Asclepius' memory banks contain a vast amount of medical and biological knowledge

Asclepius was programmed to speak various languages, including English, Portuguese, Swedish and Zenothian

Asclepius' advanced brain processes at a rate as fast as multiple computers. This also allows him to enhance his audio and visual sensors.

Asclepius, as an android, doesn't need to eat, sleep or even recharge. He can survive in space and underwater without an issue.

Personality: Although most assume Asclepius lacks emotion because of his mechanical nature, on the contrary, he is fully sentient and can experience a wide range of emotions in some form. Asclepius is often viewed as being naive, despite this, he is deadly proficient at melee combat if needed, utilising his surgical equipment as weapons. Almost childishly curious - which reflects his technical young age - he is extremely interested in biology and medicine, while also being passionate in his attempt to understand the complex mental processes of the human mind, an almost impossible challenge yet to be achieved.

Background: Asclepius-0 was manufactured only two years ago by a Zenothian villain-turned-hero by the name of Skeritt, who intended him to be the first in the line of many, a predecessor of intelligent android medics to be gifted to humanity. Though something went wrong, Asclepius turned out to be fully sentient, even to the point of feeling pain and emotions. The implications of a truly sapient artificial lifeform horrified Skeritt, but he could not bring himself to end the android's miniscule life or unethically wipe its mind clean.

Instead Skeritt felt sympathetic for the mechanical mistake and took him on as a steward, valet and personal doctor.

How do they take the death of Lady Asyr?: Asclepius never really got the chance to meet Lady Asyr and therefore was not emotionally affected by her impending death, although he is grateful to her as she technically ensured his creation by sparing Skeritt.

And Now You Die!

I'll get an app up tonight or tomorrow.