nice char, sadly the sword doesn't count as a starting weap what you start with will be explained in the first post

/OHMYCHARACTR?TOTESKNEWITTTT >A>
Can we have different genders? uWu If so~ I prepared a character >w>;;

Meet Hana, short for Hanashi >w<;; /Sounds like a girl's name orz/ He's not really the carefree type of person~ You'll get what I mean once I roleplay~ uwu

And also, if this ain't allowed I have her as a backup o:

well you can have the appearance, however thats really not going to matter in the story at all, I wont do anything special for whatever you have equipped (sorry) its only what you find, also you'll all have clothing thats NOT poofy or colorful (gives zombies less of a hand hold) Im not getting into THAT much detail because that would take forever to type lol.

@Luxordz, may I join? o:

the first post will be tomorrow, if anyone else wants to join Ill take 1 more person.

I'll join ya guys

/Lul I knew you weren't allowed weapons -as to what you said to cerb over thar o3o - I just wanted to add it for fun~ XP

@JazzyXP, @Huntsmaid, @Cerberus, @Starfall, @Talyn, @99echosong99, @Flute, @Daemonhaustier,
(ok, first post. Remember you can [edit:] to change or edit your vote/ post or simply post a new message.)

“C’mon get in here!” you hear as you run, about 15 of them right behind you, your axe buried in one of them. “Run, faster, come on you’re almost there!” Another voice from the doorway seemingly way too far in front of you. You figure that this was all your fault anyway falling behind the group to examine something shiny, then suddenly they were on you, the mindless shambling corpses that have inhabited the earth for about a month. A moan from behind you brings you back to reality, you know better than to look behind you, beside the door is just a few feet in front of you now, the rest of the group safely inside. Another few seconds of running and you burst into the medium sized room, with no time to look at where you are you grab the nearest heavy object that you see and drag it over to the newly closed door, the rest of the group doing the same. The moans from outside of the door are only rivaled by the banging as they futilely try to get in, however you know that the tenacity of the zombies outside will eventually break through the makeshift barricade, which means that the sooner you get out the better. Suddenly the whole room seems to go silent as everyone realizes what store you just ran into is, a gun store. Although it appears looted, everyone immediately goes to different places to try and find anything useful. The quick search turns up two beretta 9mm pistol, a pistol silencer, a Remington 870 shotgun, a safe in the back room, an m16 assault rifle, 36 9mm rounds, 4 shotgun shells, 24 assault rifle rounds, a 8-inch combat knife, and a hatchet. As a group you must decide how to distribute the weapons and ammo first, either through voting, taking by force, or some other way.

you can debate until 10pm tuesday server time. also feel free to pm me or ask questions here if you need claification on something.

Not knowing what to do with nothing that comes to mind what so ever, I carelessly debate whether and of which gun to pick. My black hair rustles back and forth as I grab the Remington 870 Shotgun and have no idea what I'm doing as I think it's to be used from long range when it's actually from short range. I hold it tightly to my chest as I back off from the other weapons. [Edited it so it made more sense]

"So what will you pick?" I ask, a tiny smirk comes off my face, protecting my slightly fragile personality on the inside. Having no experience with guns, I wonder how I'll possibly manage to survive this zombie party.

[EDIT AGAINS] I look to the table and notice 4 shotgun shells, and grab them as well. Un sure of how to approach everyone else, I slither off to a small dark place not too far away.

[EDIT ONCE MORE ;-; ]
I looked to Daemon, whom screamed out an offer to have a partner. Blocking out the consequences, I think how hard it could be...and slowly make my way over to where Daemon is, and clear my throat. "I'll be glad to be your partner." I say, bowing like a gentleman.

With only minor experience with guns, I make known my preference for the hatchet because it's also good for getting into things, or the rifle because that's where my only experience lies, and instead of debating on who gets what weapon, I would rather spend my time trying to figure out what's in the safe. Who knows, they might have stashed some personal weapons and amunition or something in there.