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[Kisha-Senpai]

Dementia groaned lightly and stretched, her nap hadn't gone so well. Her eyes looked around as she walked along the hallway wondering where Zayne was. Last time she had seen him was when they were in the trailer together. Dementia shook her head lightly and then pulled her hair out of a pony tail coming to a stop to fix her hair. She soon enough had put it back up into a pony tail and decided to stay in the hall way. It was boring when there was nothing really fun to do. She didn't feel like going outside to hunt some V1's and she certainly wasn't going to go look for the b*****d that hurt Becca. Dementia frowned lightly when she though about her tiny Britian friend who died. It sucked because they had gotten so well together. Dementia pushed those thoughts of her out of her mind and thought about what she would do now which was sitting down in the hall way waiting for something to happen.

 

[Zer0-Tw0]

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Ike checked over his weapons for the hundredth time, making sure that his knives were strapped securely to various areas and that he had plenty of shells for his sawed-off shotgun. Walking out of his room felt like walking into a wall of water thanks to the tremendous stress ahead. It only lasted a moment, leaving him a bit winded... He had these kinds of sensations when in great danger, but always at the start of these little things. During the fleeting moment, time seemed to slow. Maybe it was actually adrenaline rather than dread. He walked some ways, seeing a female student sitting at one side of the hall... It was a bit confusing. He himself was rather late to get going, and was in a slight rush as a result. It was a rule, after all, and breaking rules was often as deadly as hugging a V1. He stopped nearby, still facing towards the exit door. "You know you shouldn't stay at ZK during the survival weekends. The teachers aren't very lenient on broken rules..." Any bad thing you could think a typical human savage would do was likely to be done by the teachers to, especially the more gruff ones. Like Zayne... Well, and Nii since she threatened to kill students with sledgehammers before. But still, this girl with the obscenely large breasts wouldn't have to wait for a punishment. Any pervert with or without an imagination wouldn't think anything else. Ike shut the door on that path of thought. The world had deteriorated to such a point, though. One had to be on guard at all times, regardless of far-flung concepts like trust and love. His cool blue eyes remained fixated on Dementia's, still wondering why she'd bother staying here anyway. Not like it was a paradise. And if it was, it was no better than the 'paradise' that was Thorn.

 

[Deathrider888]

Zayne Camper

Zayne’s fist and his baseball bat was covered in blood and so was his claw gloves, He had to kill the V2 Zombie that tried to attack him. She was pretty much went on a rampage. When he saw Dementia he smiled. Wiping the blood of his fist and claws with his handkerchief. Wrapping his arm around her waist he kissed the back of her head. “Something happened and he got to escape ZK, lets get to the trailer and pick up any student or teacher we find.” He said and he smiled and kissed her shoulder. Walking away but slowly. “Why do you like to wear such clothes anyway?” He asked.

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[Kisha-Senpai]

Dementia blushed brightly when Zayne did what he did. She looked over at Ike and then shrugged and waved him good bye as she followed along side Zayne, she thought for a moment at his question and then smiled lightly, "My mother told me to wear what I wanted no matter what the situation. She said, 'if it's comfy and you can move freely in it then wear it.' I've worn stuff like this ever since I was a little girl. My mother never had a problem with it." Dementia pulled her hair out of a pony tail again and ran her hands through her hair thoroughly before she looked over at Zayne, "It sucks about what happened to Becca." she said lightly sighing, Becca was a good person and it sucked that she had to die. Dementia yet again pushed the 'happy' thoughts out of her mind. This was survival of the fittest, if she died then it meant that she wasn't prepared enough for this at all. Becca was careless, she went after an infected male who had turned her down and made her depressed. It sucked that she had to follow him. In any case, she was dead now. Sad but true. Dementia had her M16 and her Enfield strapped to her back and her .50 Caliber to one hip and her Desert Eagle to the other. Recently Dementia had made a pipe bomb with some parts that she had left over. It was her way of showing that she was a great mechanic. She had also taken some time to re-enforce the trailer she had found into a steal death machine. The base of the trailer had steel rods that stuck out about four feet that incapacitated anything that stands in it's way, the front of it had an electrical fencing that electrocutes anything that got in front of it. The top had a latch that was only able to be opened from the inside. Chainsaws attached to the sides of the trailer could be used inside to kill any V1 or v2 or v3's that tried to get inside. Yes, Dementia had done all that in a short matter of time.

 

[Zer0-Tw0]

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So her version of paradise was with the rough-and-tumble blockhead teacher. As he'd thought before, it wasn't a personal distaste for Zayne, rather a general distaste for people like him. What he said was cause for a stopping moment of thought though. What happened exactly that would lead any of them to escape from this safe haven? Surely he was just off his rocker about this time of morning. Everything always balanced itself out, one way or another... And many teachers would still stay here, believing the exact same thing. Leaving would lead to a reduced chance of survival. If that was what they wished, then so be it. He hardly glanced at Dementia again, thinking them both rather... well, stupid. Love didn't have a place in this world, and the kind that clung to it for support were the same kind that would die early, as is the case with anyone who would choose to run off in a trailer with a handful of scavengers instead of stay in a heavily fortified school brimming with knowledgeable killers of the undead. That was his view and that was how it was going to stay. Without another thought, he went out of the school doors some ways behind Zayne and Dementia, making sure that he went in a different direction than them.

With only his shotgun over the shoulder and knives hidden under his clothing, he didn't seem that well-equipped for this. He made up for it with genius-level intellect and reaction time that would put many gamers to shame. Surviving wasn't always about brute force and firepower. A lot of the time it was about strategy... Another difference between him and the fools. He shook his head. Even if he was thinking badly of them, he still worried for their lives... And there was no use worrying at this point. Either they lived or they didn't, but, as he understood, chances were he wasn't going to see them any time soon. Thorn was ominous in the distance, ready to swallow them all whole. Also no use in putting off the inevitable... Ike took the first step into what many thought was a living hell.

((Exit to The Streets in Thorn.))  

[RhysLalonde]

Soleil Mitrias

Soleil pushed open the door of her bedroom and stepped out into the main hallway. Her neck was heavily bandaged, and her arm was in a sling. Apparently, her shoulder had been dislocated. Soleil actually had no idea how that had happened, because nothing she had done the day of the escape had involved something that might dislocate her shoulder. Although, Soleil suspected that it might have something to do with the way they had restrained her afterwards. She supposed that she should be glad that they hadn't just shot her, but, now, everyone knew what she was. Everyone knew that she was immune. Her secret was out. She sighed. The little girl, the one she had frightened the day of the escape, ran past her. Soleil noticed that the girl, upon seeing her, leapt to the other side of the hallway, away from her.
"I'm not an undead, you know," she yelled after her. Really, everyone knew, but they still treated her as if she were undead. She headed toward Zayne's classroom. She didn't even know if he was in there. Frankly, she didn't care. She just needed armor, and all the best armor was in Zayne's quarters. She was wearing her typical attire; white tube-top-bra-ish type shirt, black shorts, with zippers up the sides, black suspenders, black fingerless gloves, red combat boots with red knee-socks. She didn't need much armor, just...enough. She pushed open the door of Zayne's classroom.
"Hello?" No response. She walked in, opened the door to the armory, and began digging. She found some spiky steel bracelets and kneepads. That was really all she needed. Her typical survival weekend attire. It wasn't quite the survival weekend yet, and she had missed the last one, due to being tied up in the infirmary, but it was friday, and time to prepare for the weekend. She shuddered while pulling on the armor. She grabbed her swords, which, she couldn't help but notice, had been set out for her. Zayne. She also grabbed a lightweight crossbow and a belt full of knives. Yeah, this would do. Soleil really needed to kill some "zombies."  

[Deathrider888]

Zayne Camper

Zayne listened to Dementia. She pretty much did a good job on the trailer. He was going to go in his classroom but he had second thought. He didn’t need anything else, he could get new things on the way on a new base, and the timing was right, he pass by the supply closet, “Wait.” He told Dementia and went towards the closet and opened it, he ransacked the closet for something. Magazine’s was getting thrown on the ground. Zayne did that so Dementia can use them for something, if one of the magazine was for desert eagles then she’s pretty lucky. “Found them!” He shouted and pulled out three maps, “Ok Here’s the map of Thorn City.” He said showing them to Dementia. “This one here is the center of Thorn City were we are and the other two are the other towns which is filled with zombie, but the other towns is our only chance, and they got some places for safe houses we can hide on,” He said, “we can plan on our destination when we find enough students and or Teachers," He told her and he walked away. “Now if I go here… No, not their…” He muttered, thinking hard trying to remember the parts of town he was in before he found ZK.

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If we can make an another city like, Cameron City or something. Oh and are zombies in ZK?Also Soleil Can bump into Zayne and Dementia.  

[Kisha-Senpai]

Dementia looked at the map lightly making mental roots of where they could go if anything went wrong. Slowly she walked along side him, "We could follow that small path there into the little town here and come up and around on the city. From there we could see most of it and find out if anyone is there or not. I'm sure that there will be a few V3's here and there, but that shouldn't be a problem." she said lightly tracing her finger over the map's trail that she saw. Dementia knew what she was talking about, she had great eye sight and if anyone was to cross her vision then she would know.

OOC: Sorry for the short post, writers block.  

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