forum Post-Apocalyptic Roleplay

Started March 11, 2018 by @Stars

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Gabriel listened intently as they discussed their next move. The girl, who had shown such a tough resolve before, seemed strangely subdued now. Some sense of feeling in Gabe opened, but he quickly put a lid on it. It wasn't going to do him much good. He settled into a semi-comfortable position in his cage and closed his eyes.

"Get somebody to guard the prisoner, a multiple people to guard his guns. If he escapes, let him. He won't be any good without weapons." Neo ordered.

Destin’s eyes snapped open at a quiet crunch of the leaves. She sat up quietly, reaching to her side to grip her gun lightly. She felt too tired, but it wasn’t anything she wasn’t used to. Seconds passed, but she couldn’t see anything. Then slowly her ears began to catch quiet voices. Her ears twitched and she slid down from her tree, knowing it was a bad move and one that could possibly get her killed. But Destiny had been searching for one particular group, and if this was the one, if she finally found the group who took Lee away from her, she would not miss a chance to drive a bullet through their brains.
Slowly, Destiny walked towards the voices, careful not to make a sound. When the virus spread through a failed genetic experiment and half the population was turned to Undead, the remaining humankind had no choice but to form separate groups. Some formed groups and became Hunters, catching food and protecting one another. Others became thieves, very few were loners, like Destiny herself. But most of them abandoned the remaining humanity residing in them and became what everyone now calls them; the Hunt.
The Hunt is a contingent of dangerous criminals. It doesn’t necessarily have to be one group; no, the Hunt was many groups. Their objective was to, unlike the muggers and thieves, kidnap any unfortunate soul and either kill them and feed them to their Turned dogs, or add them to their army, or worst of all, to ‘buy’ them for their own sick pleasure. Babies, children, teenagers, adults— it didn’t matter to them. They took whatever they found interest in. The Hunt was Destiny’s target for one reason; to rescue her Lee, her three year old companion who had been kidnapped just a week ago. Destiny knew they might have killed Lee, but Destiny still couldn’t lose hope. It had only been a week, after all.
Destiny peeked through the tree she was hiding behind, her eyes narrowed as she looked around. Unfamiliar faces greeted her vision, but at last, her eyes fell on the person who had left her to die once before, who did it again and took her Lee from her. And then to her relief, her eyes fell on a bruised up, sick looking little girl who was tied up.
Fire boiled in Destiny’s stomach as she took in the form of the girl.
I will kill them, Destiny swore to herself. I will not leave any alive.

Gabriel wasn't even fifteen minutes into his sleep when he heard footsteps outside his cage. He opened one eye and saw the guard standing there, weapon at the ready.

He sighed and closed his eyes again, "If you guys are this anal about security, why don't you just shoot me?" He asked, maintaining his relaxed state of mind. It would do him no good to be worried.

I am now.

Once Neo woke up, she took the knife out from under her pillow. She kept it there just in case there was an ambush. It made her feel safe.
"Ash?" She sniffs the air: Breakfast.
She gets dressed and goes outside.
"Whatcha up to Neo?"
"Just woke up." She yawned.
"Here take some venison."
She grabs the "plate" (aka a piece of cloth).

Destiny reached for her bag to see how many blood bottles she had. She called them those because of their smell which is akin to blood. The Undead were attracted to the smell of blood, which was what she was goig rouse to rescue Lee. She counted five, but two would be enough to summon an entire horde. Ready, Destiny sneaked up and threw a distraction on the other side of the camp, which caught the Hunt’s attention. She jumped towards Lee, who was unconscious and picked her up before disappearing in the shadows again. She took out two blood bottles and with a determined expression, climbed the highest tree in the area. The captain finally took notice of Destiny, but it was too late. She had already thrown the blood bottles in their camp, the smell of the blood spreading quickly. Tracking them wasn’t easy, but ending them was. She could only hope the true Hunt was easier.
With one last look at the camp which was now panicking, Destiny prepared to jump onto the next tree when a horde of Undead flooded the camp. Destiny’s eyes widened. It took them at least two minutes to sniff out the scent!
A group of them caught her eye. Destiny cursed. This is bad.
Holding Lee properly, Destiny quickly jumped onto the next tree, determined to get the Undead of her back. The Lincoln Centre was the nearest. That is where she would kill them, if she didn’t destroy them on her way.

(This part sucked, but I was in a hurry -.-‘)

"Let's go… I can hear a horde. It's getting closer. RUN." They pack up camp, and sprint to Lincoln Center.