The Walking Dead

[Farewell]

Zaida stopped a block away lifting her tank top and wrapping the last of the bandage tightly "before pulling it back down giving a small sigh under the mask "I will Gut him and use him like bait for the walkers" she growled holding her side pushing down lightly to give pressure to the wound making her huff. 'Night is coming' she noted in her mind. She looked to the sky the sun setting the light following after the city casting shadows.

[Dubaku]

It's not like I'm a terrible shot. *he quickly draws his desert eagle and fires at a walker atop a car, nailing it right between the eyes, it's lifeless corpse falls flat on its face* See? Have trust in people.

[Scout Brighton]

Izzi watches Dubaku shoot the random walker. She looks away again, unimpressed. "I don't have trust in people that shoot rather then speak first...you could've hit one of us...! And two of your shots missed and hit the house..." She points to the bullet impacts.

[Dubaku]

Like I said, not terrible. *he says in an ironic tone with a smirk* I could've hit one of you... but I didn't. Look on the brighter side of things- Oh sweet Jesus! *he looks over Izzi's shoulder and bursts out laughing, seeing a female walker in a skimpy dress, a rat's-nest hairdo, and no shoes, he then gets up and regains his composure for a moment* Okay... let us all take a moment and revel at that. *he points to the zombie* A zombie thot, a Thot Walker. It's a thing! *he falls back, laughing*

[Aconitum]

((I just want to remind everyone to look at the rules frequently. Changes may occur and sometimes these things can slip our minds. Now, from here on out, I'm not going to remind anyone anymore about acting like a Dixon suethor. I suggest thinking of back up characters because I'm going to start killing survivors off (the ones that aren't following my rules). I'll allow one reincarnate per player, but they have no memory of life before and can't have the same abilities as before. The only things that can stay the same are the character's looks, name, and some parts of their personalities.))

[Jacob Hail]

"You all must really have a death wish." Andrew says, walking up to the store, his axe over his shoulder. He had heard the gunshots a few blocks down, coming to investigate and try and pick off some of the walkers attrackted to it. Instead he found the people responsible, laughing their asses off. "Firing a gun not once, but FOUR times then sitting here squabbling like children while you just rang a dinner bell for every walker with in 3 miles." He shook his head, looking around for a moment, keeping his other hand down near his handgun just in case. "It baffles me how you all have survived this long."

[London The Wolf.]

I've been standing off to one side of this entire time and see this guy walk up. "You relax. I've just been leting these two fight it out. Now both of you cut it out." I walk up to Izzy "Let's just go."  I turn to Dob. "Sorry." I start to walk off to one side. "Oh and you. Don't mind me im the only one with a level head right now."

[Wolxikin]

Blu woke up to the sound of gunshots, looking up at the sky "Almost sunrise, good enough" he hopped, putting his mask on and headed out the door. Blu started in the direction of the gunshots, maybe there would be a fresh body to loot. He finally reached where the shots had come from he saw a group of furs, "Would've preferred a body to loot" Blu mumbled. "Who didn't invite me to the party?" He yelled, coming upon the group

[Rayleonarde]

Ray stepped out of the store, a few cans of food stuffed in the plastic bag. When he saw the extra furs in the group, he stopped in his tracks, his paws shaking.

[Scout Brighton]

Izzi looked about. "Another?" She sighed. "I'm gonna go check on the Raccoon..." She turns around and walks back inside the house finding Ray standing in the middle of the room wish shaky paws. "You alright, Mr...uh...Raccoon...?"

[Wolxikin]

"Well nice to meet you too, terminator" he yelled back "Oh boy, even goody two shoes wolf and hothead the shark are here" He said walking up to them "So, are you trying to get yourself killed? I could've heard those shots from miles away. Also, who might you be" he said, nodding to the dog

[Tina]

(I would like to join.)

Name: Talia Garrison
Gender:Female.
Age:18
Species: Zoruark
Weapons: Shotgun, Sniper with silencer, folding shovel (see pictures)
Clothes: heavy black leather jacket, purple tank top, blue jeans and black boots.
Supplies to start out with: 5 clips of ammo for each weapon, two days of food and water, a lighter, some old gum with 3 pieces left, sleeping bag, flashlight, 4 fully charged batteries, and an mp3 player (out of power) with a charger.

(Not all my picture are working for some reason.)

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[Farewell]

(Talia someone already has a 'michanical arm'...)

[Tina]

(That doesn't mean there can't be two. Plus its sort of built into my fursona already.)

[Scout Brighton]

((You'd probably need to let the owner know--she was skeptical with me having a robotic arm...))