Thomas looked at the two people sitting in front of him. They were both odd, that was for sure, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
"Well, now that we're all three acquainted, we should start working on our plan," he said, scooting closer to the fire. "First things first, we need supplies. There is a market that's been set up at a general store about about a mile or two from here that I think we should check out, as they're bound to have stuff like food and water. And, if we're lucky, maybe they'll even have some ammunition." he said with a smile.
"So, I know we all don't know each other very well, but we're going to have to work as a team if we're going to make it to the safe haven. If there's anything we should know about you, now is the time to speak up."
Thomas looked around, and seeing that no one responded said: "Alright, I'll start. My name is Thomas, I've lived in DC all my life, and when this whole mess started, I thought I'd just tough it out for as long as I could. I am, however, now having second thoughts..." He had a look of sadness in his eyes, but it quickly passed. "Alright, that's all your getting from me!" he said suddenly, "Now, would anyone else like to share their story?"
Alright, I got the first post up. At this point we should all probably introduce our characters and have some idle chat before the RP really get's rolling ;)
You can hear the shuffle of the dead outside the house as you sit by the campfire, looking deep into it's bright orange glow. You know you have to leave, you can't stay in this place forever, but it still strangely feels like leaving...home. As you come out of your thoughts you look around you at the others huddled by the fire. You don't know any of them very well, after all, you all just met each other last night in the grocery store. But, even if you don't know each other very well, you all have one common goal in mind: to get to the safe haven...