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In a world full of powers beyond your imagination. Where day and night heroes and villains wage war against each other. You see, everyone has powers. Some have powers that could lay waste to cities. To lift buildings with a finger or control you to dance like a monkey. To control the oceans or to speed through the skies. To never die or to be the shadows. Gods among men.

You are not one of these people however, you're quite the opposite. In fact your power is rather...useless. Take Dave for example, his "power" is to know if there is at least one person in a hundred meter radius of him. You might think that would be useful, But Dave lives in the center of one of the busiest cities in the world.

For you are quite low in the pecking order...quite...low. People look down upon you, they think you are useless. People who will never make a difference. Stuck with low-end jobs. Spat upon.

Perhaps you wanted to be a Hero...or a villain. Maybe you even try now, while everyone around you has an advantage. Though often you will find yourself just living in a world filled with daily explosions and near Apocalypses.

Let me know if your interested~OOC
In a world full of powers beyond your imagination. Where day and night heroes and villains wage war against each other. You see, everyone has powers. Some have powers that could lay waste to cities. To lift buildings with a finger or control you to dance like a monkey. To control the oceans or to speed through the skies. To never die or to be the shadows. Gods among men.

You are not one of these people however, you're quite the opposite. In fact your power is rather...useless. Take Dave for example, his "power" is to know if there is at least one person in a hundred meter radius of him. You might think that would be useful, But Dave lives in the center of one of the busiest cities in the world.

For you are quite low in the pecking order...quite...low. People look down upon you, they think you are useless. People who will never make a difference. Stuck with low-end jobs. Spat upon.

Perhaps you wanted to be a Hero...or a villain. Maybe you even try now, while everyone around you has an advantage. Though often you will find yourself just living in a world filled with daily explosions and near Apocalypses.











Feel free to ask question and give suggestion and blah blah
Cricin - Grocery Store - Annie/June/Mandy&Co.

Cricin stared at Anastasia blankly as she spoke, clearly she didn't know how to speak English. "Uh, right...Nice to meet you Anastasia" Cricin couldn't help but think of the Disney movie when he heard her name. When was the last time that he had watched Disney? Then again, it seems half the things in the universe were owned by Disney now.

"You don't speak much English do you? That must be annoying...." He muttered faintly before another girl came out. Different then the Mandy person.

When the girl asked if they were friendly, He briefly looked towards Anastasia to see if she would answer, but then realized (once again) that she didn't speak English much. He turned to the stranger and made a friendly smile.

"Ah, yes...we are friendlies! We are just searching for....." He stepped forward. "A group...and supplies...running kinda low on food and such. I do believe that we met one of your members earlier? Um, Mandy was her name? The Deaf one...She didn't seem to understand me...Then again, I don't really understand the welsh either. So that's pretty understandable" Cricin was so hungry. Why couldn't there be a giant mountain of food just for him...
Cricin - Liquor Store - Annie &Co.

Cricin was busy grumbling as the Russian girl mentioned food. His head shot up as the word was uttered, "Food?" He responded back. "You have food?" Cricin stopped himself from smiling, had to be cautious. It could be a trap, but his hunger pained for this. "Show me..." He followed meekly as the girl went down the street.

However he did notice Mandy enter the shop, he frowned as he met up with the Russian girl. He waited for a moment before turning to her.

"Are you two part of the same group or are we just waiting till she leaves?" Cricin sighed before peeking forwards to check what was inside the building. A group, ah...that wasn't the greatest thing. He felt uncomfortable just waiting outside, along with the fact that the group that Mandy was apparently in might kill him and take all his stuff. Not that he had much.

But the prospect of food kept him there, waiting for whatever the Russian girl was waiting for. "Sorry, I didn't catch your name, what was it again?" He asked her. Not that he hadn't asked before, but for this second it was just the two of them.

He had to remind himself not to strain too far for Clyde not to catch up with him. He hoped that Clyde had also found food so that he wasn't up to him.
Cricin - Liquor Store - Mandy/Annie

Cricin grimaced as Mandy seemed to walk off about as soon as Cricin was actually allowed to talk. Then again, she was deaf. But still, she could talk so talk to him for more then five seconds... Not just book it out of there.

"Oh, fine...leave I guess. That's not rude at all!" He shouted as she walked away. "I could say whatever I want, cause you're deaf! But I'm not a complete douche so I won't. I'll just starve then! Die horribly because everyone fucking leaves! CAUSE THAT'S NOT FUCKING ANNOYING!" Cricin finished his sentence with flipping Mandy off as she continued to walk. Cricin decided it wouldn't be best to try to stop her, lest she stab him in the stomach and then kick his teeth out.

Cricin grumbled as he read the sign "You people and your fucking weird names for things-" He wasn't surprised that this didn't have some weird added bit now like "Liquor store of death" or perhaps "Liquor store: Beware all who dare to enter" Cricin stopped thinking inside his brain as he turned around. Promptly remembering he wasn't alone.

"Oh...sorry, um...Hello, My nam-"

His belly growled

"My name's Cricin....you are?" Cricin asked somewhat embarrassed.



Magnus - Cells - Prisoners

Magnus face was fixed on Richard as he was shot with the arrow. He sighed before his eyes gazed back to Shannon, rather unimpressed. "This is what happens when you resist...Resistance is-" Magnus smiled. "And does sound like I am a movie villain...but Resistance is futile. You are here to help with the cure. Rather you will accept it or fight back is up to you. It doesn't matter...It just makes it more painful for you. That man fought...and was promptly dealt with. Aubrey here has many more." Magnus eyes laid fixed on Shannon, almost trying to taunt her to say or do something.

"Ah..." He announced as Luke commented.

"Test subjects is a harsh word. Like I said...you are all to help with the cure...all there together. The world will become a better place thanks to all of you. Think of the future generation...Your generation...Everyone...Those monsters....those vile creatures-" Magnus spat. "Will be exterminated....all thanks to you. Now I suggest you make yourself comfortable...I need to go away for....Business...And remember...our guards will be watching" Magnus waved as he left out of eyesight.
Cricin - Liquor Store - Annie/Mandy

Cricin stood there expressionless as the two jumped slightly on him speaking out. He expected them to be surprised, most likely wary. But he didn't expect one of them to speak Russian. Well, he didn't know if it was Russian. But the girl sounded Russian. Maybe she was speaking some ancient alien language. But for all that Cricin heard, it sounded russian. "Uh...huh" Cricin responded to the gibberish that she spoke.

His stomach growled.

The awkward stare he had to the Russian female broke when the other person spoke. Though his face twisted in confusion. Sounding rather...different then how most people would speak. Loud and unedited. He had heard people speak like that before...certain people. Tended to be deaf....or shit-faced. And while they were next to the liquor store...he was gonna go with deaf.

His stomach growled.

His eyes searched for others...perhaps it was too late to do that anyway, since they had already seen him. Cricin faintly smiled, the deaf girl seemed more wary then the Russian one, who seemed to just blankly stared at him. As if his very existence confused her. "I'm just here to see if there's any supplies...same as you and...your friend" Cricin spoke slowly in his welsh accent, his eyes flashing between the two. But facing the deaf one.

His stomach growled.

"My name is Cricin...what are yours? I-" Cricin took a step forward. "I'm alone...Just wandering around. You know how it is. The store is empty. If you wanna know...apparently one of the first things people take is alcohol, I don't blame them." Cricin grinned at the sentence. "I mean no harm...as I hope you two don't to me. Though I suppose that I really shouldn't of stepped out if I doubted my safety" Crinic mumbled the last bit quietly. Before looking back at the two waiting for a reply.
Liam - Motel - Samantha/Abram/Leah/George

Samantha's comment about Scarlett raised a smile from Liam. "O-Ok" He muttered quietly as his eyes turned to Abram. Liam seemed hesitant and frightened, but slowly Liam smiled through his tears and nodded. "Okay....Abram" Liam wandered off to the side. Sticking close enough to Samantha. Liam was placing trust in her...she felt like a trustworthy person.

Liam took a deep breath but mumbling something. He looked up at Scarlett. "T-They took them because...they wanted Tyler...They shot him. A man...stepped on his wounds and kicked Katie...Scarlett wouldn't let go of Katie because they wanted to take her as well. So they took both of t-them" Liam uttered somberly.



Cricin - Near the Liquor store - Annie/Clyde/Mandy

"So, do you think if a explosion happened...would you look? Cause I wouldn't, no sir. I would walk dramatically away. How that sound go again-" Cricin tapped his fingers against his head. Much to the dismay of his companion, Clyde. "Oh yes...Cool guys don't at explosions~" Cricin jumped ahead of Clyde. He began to do some weird slowmo backwards walk. Clyde raised an eyebrow to this.

"What are you doing?" Clyde inquired. Though Cricin didn't think it required any type of inquiry because it was clear that he was showing his skill of the backwards slowmo walk. Cricin decided to make sounds of an slow explosion. With added flailing of the hands for effect.

"They look away and don't think about the people they killed~" Crinic waved his hands in front of clyde. Jumping randomly left to the right. All this got him was a frown.

"Would you just stop...Look we're close enough to something then before...You gotta stop getting so bored all of the time...Plus....your accent is butchering that song. Welsh people aren't supposed to sing songs that isn't blatant gibberish" Clyde gently put Cricin's hands down.

"I know that-" Cricin replied crestfallen. "But by god has this been boring. There hasn't been any sign of life what so ever. Even dead life! Nope. Just boring streets and you don't even want to talk. This hurts me man. I don't even have any tricks to do anymore-"

"That's because you did them all in the first month" Clyde inserted before stopping. "Look, this is a new place with new things. I'll take the left and you take the right" Clyde grinned before going off. Leaving Cricin alone.

"Oh I'm Clyde and all I want to do is walk in silence for a whole day while we slowly die of starvation. I'm so fucking great at planning things that I would never let Cricin plan stuff. Nooo~ that would be too much control to let go because I think that Cricin is retarded...asshole" Cricin mumbled sullenly. His belly growled in response which just made Cricin curse more under his breath before he reached a sign.

"Liquor...Well fuck me I need a drink" Crinnic entered the store carefully. For this was not the time for a walker to fall upon him. He was hungry and his knife wasn't in the best condition. He could definitely kill the walkers with whatever the hell lived on it though.

"Let's hope there is something to feast upon...That doesn't require me to be a cannibal or a literal shit eater." Cricin looked around, but his eyes caught two females standing outside. He wondered if he should go back and alert Clyde. But he would probably say something along the lines of 'DurDur, We should leave for tatical reasons and it's dangerous and durdur' So, trusting His judgement. Cricin walked forwards.

"Hello...ladies...Ho-" His belly roared for food. "You....wouldn't happen...to..."

Shit, He had no idea what to say.

Appearance :

Name : Cricin Galw

Age : 20

Skill :
Slight of Hand/Deceiving: Having been a Magician before the outbreak, Cricin knows how to the generic things a magician has to do for tricks. This does include pick-pocketing, so don't let him near you unless you want things to be missing.

Badmouthin': Cricin is..."creative" at hurling insults. While it doesn't exactly help with the dead who want to eat his face as soon as he's in eyesight. It certainly makes noise. So that helps somewhat.

Sneaky: Cricin finds that he is rather good at sticking to walls and keeping to the shadows. Generally not being too noticeable. Of course if you look at him you'll see him. But most people just kinda don't bother to when he doesn't want to be noticed.

Personality : Cricin is generally a light hearted person, always trying to cheer people up. if sometimes he doesn't know when to shut up. In fact, if somebody isn't talking. Then Cricin will be. For to Cricin silence is annoying and awkward. Though this often leads to him eventually annoying anyone who tends to be near him for a long enough time. Most often Cricin's mouth will do the talking before consulting with his brain. A fault that has led him in many difficult situations. With responding back to almost everything people say without thinking of what he is saying.

Cricin stays very close to his friends (Who are often people who can tolerate him for long enough) Often getting offended at things for his friends. In which normally his friends are stopping him from launching himself at the said person who caused offence (normally only him)

Brief Bio :

Cricin is originally from wales. He had lived there for most of his life. Only arriving in America two years ago when his family decided to emigrate. His Mother taught him the tricks of a magician since that was all he ever wanted to do. Also, it was a great way to make friends. Seeing as most people tried to punch him in the face after a few weeks.
Rob - Cells - Shannon and co.

Rob let his head fall into his head as Damian responded. "Great..." He sighed deeply. "Screaming? That's.....nice" Rob looked up as the group bickered. His head turned to Shannon as she got up to try calm Richard now. He looked to Damian grimly as Richard pushed Shannon. "Oh, They're all fighting...that will help guys." Rob let his hands slide down his face.

His eyes darted back to Damian. "Wait....they're taking people? Like...taking and not coming back!?" Worry was heard in Rob's voice. "Why exactly would they do that...."



Magnus - Cells- Danny and co./Kery/Aubrey

Magnus smirk widened as the group fought. "Please, I do request that you don't fight between yourselves. Such hostile actions are a shame to watch" Magnus eyes flickered to Richard. His face turned sour for a second before returning to the faint smirk.

"Aubrey" He turned to her and grinned. "Feel free to send an arrow in that man if he stands up. Such...resistance is not appreciated. Actually, feel free to send an arrow in any of them if they continue to be hostile. Not anyone that kills them...but make sure it hurts" Magnus face became fixed on Luke.

"Well-" Magnus chuckled faintly. "What is the only thing we can fix?" Magnus seemed to think before going on. "You'll see....Trust me, if we achieve our goal-" Magnus leaned in. "The apocalypse will be no more. We will find a cure" Magnus smiled before taking a step back.

"And you're all going to help, without you all. This simply won't be possible. And so I'll start off now by thanking each and every one of you. You'll truly help the future generations"



Liam - Motel - Samantha/Leah/Gorge/Abram

"M-My name's Liam....." Liam whimpered out. He wiped his eyes clear of tears as Samantha lashed out at George. Liam felt bad for George. Being held at gun point then getting nearly punched by a random women for not doing anything.

Liam looked at Samantha ever so slightly wary. He was slightly scared from first impressions. But the name of Tina made him take a step back. It felt weird for him to go back. After they left because they were doing something strange. But Liam gave it some thought through the tears, and decided that it was the most safest place. He remember the trucks that were patrolling around the city. They would kill him...

"Y-Yes" Liam stuttered out. Liam took a step before taking a look at the man standing there. He scared him...he looked...like he could kill him.

"What's his name?" Liam pointed to the man.
Matt - Motel - Scarlett/Tyler/Liam/Psycho Katie/Jon/Jackel

"Oh that's harsh" Matt moved his head to George. "You're just nominating him. You're cold...." Matt snickered as he pretended to shiver.

Matt began to move to the truck, but quickly turned around as Katie screamed. Matt just stood there as he saw something he thought he'd never see. A little girl was trying to kill them. He cocked his head to the side as the situation played itself out. With it ending with two men being stabbed and the girl's head nearly blown off.

"Well...." Matt shrugged. "Like Father like daughter....it seems she has picked up the monster inside...that's a shame" Matt mumbled grimly as he walked around the Father-Daughter duo on the floor...a bloody mess.

"Well, now that we're done with the batshit insane here I think we'll be off...Though whoever decided to give that girl a knife has some great parenting skills" Matt laughed mischievously.

"Now we'll really be keeping an eye out now....great effort though....for an eight year old.....why any of you guys had any trouble with a little whiny brat I wouldn't know..." Matt led the group to the trucks. "You're gonna love it...it's full of candy!" Matt taunted before he entered one of the trucks.



Liam - All Alone

Liam raised his hand to Scarlett as she was leaving "Please.....don't go" Liam cried out as Scarlett left with Katie. The men dragged Tyler along and Liam dropped to his knee's. "No!" Liam screamed out. His eyes were red with tears and he crawled into a ball.

Sure, George was someone he knew. But barely....

He had people he trusted and once again they were torn away from him. Liam was silent aside from the few sobs that seeped out every now and again.

He tried to remember his mother...they could still be alive. It hurt like a knife in his stomach to try and remember but he had to. Somewhere out there perhaps his mother was still alive. He should of stayed where he was....he shouldn't of looked oh god he shouldn't of looked. If he had just stayed where he was-

His tear soaked eyes opened as he heard someone shout Scarlett's name. He looked around to see a woman and a man. The woman looked distressed and very familiar looking. The gears in bis brain spun and it clicked that somehow Liam knew this women's name. Without even meeting her.

"Are-" Liam voice was bleak and hard to understand but he stood up. "A-Are you sam?"



Rob- Cell - Shannon/Damian

Rob's face turned to confusing to a wary look. "No way..." Rob twisted his head to the side. "You're the guy with the swords on the rooftop!" Rob eyes glanced to Shannon. Giving her a look to tell her to just be a little nervous around this guy.

"We got separated by the hoard...well....Its good to know that you're alive I guess." Rob looked down gloomily.

"Do you know where holly is?" Rob responded. "She was nice...wanted to clear the whole city out....heh" Rob laughed wistfully before turning back to Damien. "Well...I can't really be the strange one when you're the one with swords- look nevermind..." Rob pondered for a second to what he should ask. But the questioned came out of his mouth when he remembered where exactly they were.

"How long have you been here?...and why do they want us?" Rob's could hear "Magnus" close enough but he spoke in a whisper. "What do they actually want"



Magnus - Cell - Danny/Luke/Richard/Trey and co

Magnus let them talk and in Richard's case...lashing out.

Magnus soul-searching eyes turned to Luke. "Yes...I am Magnus. You may call me the leader of the men and women here" Magnus spoke clearly, His face showing nothing but a smirk. His voice giving a sense of a doctor speaking to children. But with a hint of directness.

"As for your wounded friend...He is....getting treatment. Don't worry, he is fine. But you will most likely not see him for quite a while....and-" Magnus eyes drifted to Richard. "If you are talking about the deaf man, then he is an other cell. Do not worry, he will come to no harm as long as he cooperates. Which I'm sure he will. We have people who can sign, including me in fact" Magnus said proudly before his face turned back to Luke.

"Ah, you ask the right questions. You are all here to help us. To fix things...Every one of you is pivotal to this journey...I do hope you all understand"



Kerry - Cells - Aubrey

Kerry's face snarled as Aubrey winked at him, he followed Aubrey. Passing Magnus. He made sure to gently move Aubrey slightly away from Magnus.

"We have people here locked up, I'm kinda the one who did that. I can't exactly ask them to calm down!" Kerry hissed quietly. His eyes looked directly into Aubrey before he took a step back.

"Sorry...It's..." Kerry moved his head to signal out Magnus. "We need to convince him to get him and tremblay to get their total forces to completely wipe out Richard's group..." Kerry's expression turned sour. "They're monsters Aubrey...They killed my friends and family. Jesus christ they're neo-nazis! Did you hear what happened!? They executed two of the people they were gonna trade just because they could. For fuck sake we could destroy them if we wanted to and yet we idle by and do nothing!" Kerry voice was extremely quiet yet you could still hear the urgency in his voice.

"After this...we need to do something..."
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