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This roleplay is about the Zombie Apocalypse. It is about mid-summer in Kansas. You have seen a few zombies out your window for a few weeks now, and you have shot them down, but you have never seen it this bad. You know know it is the beginning of something you will not survive to tell the next generations. But if you do, can you ever forget seeing your friends die right in front of you? Will you ever forget seeing the monsters blow away in white ash? Will you ever forget your love?

Wow, thats a pretty good backstory.

Name:
Nickname:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:
Skills:
Weaknesses:
Weapons:
Other thinks you might have(Backpacks, food, water, ect.)
Other Other:

Rules:
1. You can be a little op, but you must have flaws
2. Characters might not know each other at first, so they will have some trust issues.
3. Once zombies die, they blow away into White Ash. So no when the monsters are dead, ex; He kicked the zombies head into a wall, watching it roll away. You can kick ash around :D

Name: Pamela Monroe
Nickname: Pam (call her Pamela and die), 4H, Ebony, Gold
Gender: female
Age: 17 years
Appearance: above
Skills: Pam is good at hunting and fishing, she enjoys both. She can trap, skin and cook up anything really (save for foxes, she can't kill foxes). This girl was raised on a farm and knows how to pull her own weight if she is told what to do. Shooting comes naturally to her though aiming not so much. Art and writing fill her free time along with playing with action figures (don't judge). Co-pilot!
Weaknesses: Sneaking gets her every time along with shooting rifles, your better off giving her a fork to kill. She can't remember names well or dates, yet faces stick out to her. Swimming, nope no water just land please, no boats either. Sometimes she is too caring and risk it all for someone that she doesn't know. Low self confidence also haunts her.
Weapons: Shovel with a handgun on the side
Other thinngs you might have: rucksack full of various things (action figures, string, forks, spoons, pens, notebook paper, her journal (touch it and die), medication of all sorts (not her's) a few knives (small pocket kind), drivers licenses of those she has killed (don't ask), and chap stick), her beanie, a necklace of Thor's hammer
Other Other: her and Zac are not related. She found him in a tool shed with an injured leg and nurses him back to Heath. Now they are travel partners.


Name: Zachary Williams
Nickname: Zac, Myles, 5K, Silver
Gender: male
Age: 21 years
Appearance: above
Skills: Not much...he is an amazing reporter, he can hold his own at least. Got the luck of the devil, anger of him too. Smart, he can think his why out of nearly anything. Determination keeps him going, along with his strong will to live. Good follower. Knows how to fly a plane. Running and hiding are top on this list.
Weaknesses: Can't fight worth a darn not even with a gun. He can almost punch his way out of a fight with one zombie but don't really count on him saving you skin. He is not a leader, unless you want to be led to certain death. Clumsy, like really bad. (Fell up stairs once he did.)
Weapons: a crowbar for now but he is good with a bow to an extent
Other things you might have: he carries the food and water in his rucksack, since Pan can use the others better than him. Keeps a watch from his grandfather on his right wrist and has an ID card on his person still.
Other Other: he and Pam have a game going to see who can kill 15,000 zombies. Winner gets the title 'of 15,000' and gets to make the other wear a dress and heels to kill another 100 zombies. (Live people do not count, they cost points.) Zac has killed 4 zombies, and 2 live people making his score 2 points.
Pam has kill 3 dead and no live people bringing her to 3 for a total.

Name: Amelia Jones
Nickname: Jo
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Not my image
Skills: Fire making, hunting, bow and arrow, Map making you could ask her to make a map(or anything really) and she will spend days getting it right.
Weaknesses: She trust her friends a little too much
Weapons: Picaxe, bow and arrow, pistol, a small gardening hoe she found.
Other thinks you might have: She has a gas mask that she wears all the time, she also has goggles so she can see if it gets windy. Jo has a backpack full of canned food and water.
Other Other: Jo was in the local college when she heard a zombie at the door, it busted in and killed off 2 of her friends. She made her escape through a window.

You wanna start now?

Yep! You want to start or me?

I can


Jo wondered the deserted streets. She moved her braided ponytail out of her face. Her pickax was ready in her hand. Just as a zombie walked around the corner, Amelia grabbed her bow and shot it. The zombie disintegrated in the wind as she went to retrieve her arrow. Jo looked around the corner, it has started getting windy, blowing the ash around in tiny twisters. Jo tightened her goggled and trudged on.

"Five!" The zombie turned to ash as he hit it in the head, causing the girl to roll her eyes. "What? That makes five for me.thats all I'm saying."
"Minus the two humans you killed." The girl said crossing her arms over her chest. "That only make three."
"Who came up with that rule?" Zac growled picking his blade up from the ash pile.
"I did, it made it fair in my mind, if you don't like it then you can just put the heels on now and get to killing those zambies."
"Zambies? What happened to zombies?" Zac asked confused.
"It has already been used. I wanted something new to use." Pam smiled playfully punching him in the arm shoulder the shovel she carried.
"Right..." The man followed her stopping only when he say a dark figure coming towards them from wall of dirt and ash. "Stop right there!" He called.
"Why 5k? Why should I stop?" Pam asked.
"Not you 4H them!" He shouted pointing his handgun at them. "Stop right there!"

Jo stopped dead. Other humans? She hadn't seen them since she left the school campus. She slowly walked forwards,"Hold your fire." she announced as she walked out of the ash. Two of them? She took off her goggles and crossed her arms,"When did you 2 come into town?"

"15 days ago! Or 2 weeks and a day if you want to be technical." Pam smiled only to get a glare from Zac. "Your alone, you got a group?"
"4H!" Zac scolded stepping forward gun still up. The girl looked down ashamed.
"Sorry 5K." She sighed playing with the dirt.
" And who are you?" The man asked the stranger.

"Nice to meet you to, I'm Amelia Jones. And yes, I'm alone. My friends already got killed off." She glanced back to where she killed the zombie, thinking about all the dust there was in the air. She reached in her bag and pulled out a half drunken water bottle.