forum //where the dead men lie// >>closed<< stalkers welcome tho 0.0
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@Celeste_X0X0_ group

I just reread everything and omg I miss this roleplay so much more than I realized. I'm ready to get this started back up again soon! Maybe later today or tomorrow? So that'll give @Devon-Jacen some time to join back in as well

@Celeste_X0X0_ group

Yeah we can try! I'm gonna be out alot later today (I'm currently away from home) but I go back tomorrow. But we can try to come to a compromise? Anyone else have any preferences of when they'd like to start?

@Celeste_X0X0_ group

Yeah I'm fine with anything. If yall want I can write up my post (rn) and we can just continue from our lasts one whenever it best fits our schedule? If that makes sense?

@Celeste_X0X0_ group

Jezariah immediately went to the back of the store, near where the fishing gear and knives were most likely to be.
Maybe there would be something for Gus he could get? Oh and for sure something for Jasper.
His chest tightens as he thought about leaving them. Thinking about the look on their faces when they realize he's not coming back.
Though Jez had thought he'd made up him mind to not come back… he couldn't help being drawn back there. To the only people in this God forsaken world that he can actually trust.

His fingers ran along the shelves metal lining, the racks bare for the most part. A few packages of rubber lure hooks and other fishing-related things Jez had no idea about.
He grabs them and puts them in his bag anyway.
does he even like fishing? I have no idea
Jez thinks to himself.

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Jesse sits on top of the roof for a few more moments, thinking about her plan. The tip of her finger running along the edge of her blade strapped to her belt. A pistol accompanying it as well.
Eventually willing herself to get up, she pushing herself off the cement-like roof with a grumble, cursing something under her breath before looking for a way in from the top.
Coming across a small trap door near the back, Jesse leans down to see if it would already be open.
Getting on her knees, she lifts the chain and padlock connecting to the door keeping it shut.
Shit she though, as the only way she could think of opening it was blowing it open with a bullet.
Though soon a smile creeps on her face.
"this is vhy I bring silencer vis me" she says happily to herself, rummaging for it in her bag.
(The "misspelling" is just her really strong German accent. I just think it's fun to write lol)
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Ophelia sits in front of her father as he gently combs through her curly mess of hair by the riverbed.
"Ow!" She says quietly, pulling away just a little
"Oh I'm sorry where did it hurt?" Cassius asks, having stopped combing her hair. Ophelia turns around to him and points to the top of her head "right here! You brushed to hard" she pouted.
Cass sets the comb down on his leg and puts a gentle hand on the side of her head and kisses the spot softly "there I kissed it better" he says with a smile
She giggles, picking up the comb "I wanna comb your hair! We can have matching braids!" She exclaims, though her voice still in a quieter manner so they wouldn't be heard. The sounds of the water sweeping over the rocks would only do so much to conceal their voices.
Cassius smiles down at his daughter "yeah? We can do that. But I gotta braid your hair first so it's out of the way when you braid mine!" he says, pulling out a ponytail holder and wrapping it around his wrist for when he needs it.
She nods, turning back around "finee" she whines, crossing her arms, her eyes now focusing on the glint of sunlight reflecting off the surface of the water as it rushes by. Forgetting why she was upset to begin with already.

@imJUSTasillylittleguy group

Evan was walking around the store as if they there wasn't an apocalypse going on currently. His steps made little to no sound as he strolled through the store casually. Though he was still on edge incase a screamer made its way into the store after them.
Tuna walked along side him on the ground, tail swishing back and forth in casual manor.
He moved to lean down and picked up tuna, setting him inside the bag as a meow ringed out from her. He stroked her softly as he looked around.