The Walking Dead

[Rayleonarde]

Ray finally escaped the zombies, and slammed the pharmacy door behind him. He pulled a piece of wood into the doorhandle. Ray sighed, and waited for the zombies to lose interest.

[Aconitum]

((It's been going on for a long time, so we all know how to kill them.))

[Ben]

I peak my head through the door way and look around for any walkers before stepping out, "All clear" I whisper as I step out making my way to the road. I use the old broken down cars a cover peaking over the top quickly before moving to the next car "It's too quiet"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray wandered away from the pharmacy, as the walkers didn't seem to lose interest. He unslung his rifle, but kept the safety on. Ray sighed, and looked around. "Where would food be?"

[Aconitum]

(Boops. How's everyone doin with the rp so far?)

[Arcizo]

((I'm waiting on you))

After walking through the town for quite some time, looking for useful supplies and fending off the few walkers I ran into, I found a small alley, with a dead-end, and took stock of what I found: 4 Cans of tuna, half a bottle of painkillers, a few bandages and 3 rolls of gauze. Whilst putting my rucksack back on, I noticed a fur walk past the alley with a bloodied baseball bat. I cautiously walked to the corner of the alley and peered round the corner. I didn't know if she was a bandit or what, but I tried to keep silent whilst waiting for her to walk on a little further. A sound was made under my feet as I walked on rubble.

[Aconitum]

(Yeah sorry xd I'll post in a couple hours.)

[Dubaku]

(Just gonna squeeze on in here)

Name: Dubaku

Age: 23

Sex: Male

Species: African Wild Dog

Strengths: decent metalworking skills, good muscular strength, excellent in closed quarters combat

Weaknesses: Not a good shot with longer ranged weapons, tends to tunnel vision certain objectives,

Appearance: tall, a bit brawnier than average, religious mural tattoo covering his back, Anubis tattoo sleeve on his left arm.

Weapons: The Saw Cleaver (from Bloodborne) and a double-barrel sawed-off shotgun 

Clothing: Tan Cargo pants, cuffs tucked into his boots, black long sleeve Henley shirt, black fingerless leather gloves, and a grey Shemagh

[Axl D. Kjellson]

(Hi could I join?)

[Aconitum]

((Oh hey! Yeah if you want. Sorry, I've been gone with life problems but you can join and I'll try to keep it going again.))

[Axl D. Kjellson]

Name: Axl Kjellson
Age: 18
Appearance: Axl is a black and red fox, his chest and tip of tail being red and his limbs being black. (The tips of everything are red though) Axl has the right eye being a natural yellow color and the left eye being a dark red. He also has two stars on his cheek on either side and a scar running down his left eye from a childhood accident. He stands at 5’11” and 126 lbs. He has a small but muscular build and he is also quite nimble. Axl usually wears converse, jeans, a tee shirt with a button up over it and his lucky goggles. Due to the apocalypse, he now wears combat boots, cargo pants, a long sleeve shirt with a tactical vest over it, and still his goggles.
Species: Fox
Personality: Optimistic, outgoing, friendly, and brave.
History: Before the apocalypse affected Axl’s home town, he was a pizza delivery boy during his high school years and right after. Axl also took his time down at the local shooting range since he planned to join the service as a Sniper. So Axl was a pretty good shot and was on his way to the recruitment centre when shit hit the fan.
   In his childhood, the only thing worth mentioning is how he got the nasty scar down his eye. He was just learning how to ride his bike when he went too far in his yard and fell down a hill. Eventually, one of his tires bounce up and broke leaving him to tumble off the bike. When his dad found him, one of the tire spokes ran down his face and he was out cold.

General Equipment: A UMP .45 submachine gun with a red dot and a silencer and a M11-A1 9mm (Sig Sauer). Also a rope handled combat knife.
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Axl cautiously entered the town in hoping to find more food at least. He stayed crouched as he moved along side the buildings towards the old ran down convenience store. Checking each and every corner before moving, Axl was just across the street with his UMP raised, watching the street ends.

"I wonder if anyone could possibly still be here?" He said to himself, sitting for a moment. Axl had traveled far just to get to this town, he needed a break for now.

[Arcizo]

After walking out of the alleyway, Arcizo spotted a red and black fox down the street. He kept his eye on him as he tried to get closer to without getting spotted.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray found himself camping out on top of an older, gothic-styled building. He could see quite a bit from up here, but was still worried. The city seemed so strange, no life to be seen, when a few months ago it was all normal.

[Axl D. Kjellson]

Axl sighed as he looked around. Eventually, he got up and started to walk towards the convenience store, gun raised and his senses on point.

Once he reached the store, he rang the entrance bell... Nothing. He did it again and same result. Axl went inside the store, closed the door and started to loot.

[Rayleonarde]

After a while, Ray had left the roof, and strolled around. He reached a small townhouse that seemed untouched, and decided to try the door. Upon finding it locked, he tried every window he could reach; no luck. The young raccoon sighed, and tested the weight of his rifle. After looking around, he nodded, and smashed one of the front windows out.