forum Yellow Plague - Worldwide Zombie Apocalypse (Open; 8/12)
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-.-. .- .- -. ..–.–…-. … .- -.. – .? Zoe tapped back to him. He replied " Yes, my mother and cousin Cordelia taught it to me." It was about time. Zoe could finally understand him. Zoe relaxed back in the chair. " Well, you better sleep, it's gonna be a long day tomorrow." A restless sleep had succumb her as her world went black.

( Okay this is where I left off.)
It was by instinct that she woke up. Sunlight shone through some of the boards letting her know it was morning. Zoe felt starved as if she hadn't eaten in days. Since the others weren't awake yet, she decided to scavenger around for food.
( Frick dad's kicking me off for the day.)

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(Okay bringing V way later, first gonna just have her exist.)

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Petronella found a first aid kit and some doughnuts that were slightly stale, otherwise it was ransacked. She exited, spotting a nearby pharmacy. Wow, lucked out.

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Cash jerks awake, nearly falling off of his chair. Why had he not just lain down on the floor last night? He looks around at the sleeping forms around him. Some are slowly waking up, catching a few more winks before the day officially begins. Cash scratches at the handle of his bat and tries to remember the "old" morning sounds and smells. The clattering of plates in the kitchen. The smell of pancakes and coffee. The squeak of the school bus door. The sleepy laughter of the other kids. He sighs wistfully; will mornings ever be like that again?

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After a half an hour of being lost in the warehouse, Zoe had finally found the kitchen, and luckily there were some frozen pancakes. She took the box and managed to find her way out again to find the others awake. " Morning folks, another day of the zombie apocalypse." Zoe said sarcastically

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"Well, it depends if you want to possibly lose your teeth ,but sure!" Zoe added in sacastically. She didn't know why ,but she was in a good mood today. Which was pretty rare if you were about to die. She decided to search the room for some kind furnace to warm up the pancakes.

@Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

(Because I am not really keeping up with this RP anymore, I am going to conclude my characters part in this story. Feel free to make the guy I am introducing a villain.)

Karma and Ana had left while the others slept, as Karma had not trusted them. Creeping away, they snuck out, and continued on their way. Nearly nodding off, Karma jolted awake when Ana tugged on her sleeve, telling her about the man watching them, the man with the gun. In a single, fluid motion, Karma had turned to face him, knife drawn with a pistol in the other hand. The man had been closer than she thought, she hadn't been quick enough. A single BANG from his gun. Dimly, she had heard a dull thump as her companion hit the ground, feel wetness coat her chin. Luging for him, shock being replaced with rage. They grappled. In her haste she was clumsy, and he gained the upper hand. Before she is killed, she demands to know why he is doing this.

The stranger tipped his head to the side for a moment, the cool barrel of his gun pressed against her skull. In a voice dark and smooth as velvet he spoke with calm certainty. "Better to be killed like this than turned into one of those things darlin'." Another BANG. Another body falling. Another thump.

The Cowboy walked on…

(Until we meet again, I bid you farewell)