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 Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:50 pm
 Name: Alexander Miller Age: 19ish Gender: Male Likes: being alone(so he tells people[he secretly likes company]), things going right, not having other people worry about him. Hates: Zombies, Other people getting in the way, when he doesn't know what to do Background Info: He's always kind of lived on his own. His family was dirt poor and he learned to be independent at an early age. When the zombies started coming it wasn't that difficult to separate himself from the rest of his family when they turned. He was never really that close to anyone before so things really weren't that different.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:53 pm
He lived on the second floor of a building. It was better to be higher up from the disgusting lifeless creatures than below them. Though genuinely he had it pretty good for the situation the world was in. He had a decent sized house that he found and set up mainly on the second floor, although he kept the front door locked. It had everything he really needed: A couch, a bed, a kitchen (even though none of the appliances really worked). He was fine where he was. He could survive as long as he found food. He was better off on his own, and he only really left to gather supplies.
He had found that the best way to fight them off was with a sword or a knife, though he kept a gun with him just in case. He had become good at fighting them, and after a while he hardly even noticed...Unless a Breaker came. That's what he called them. The smart ones. The ones that can run and think. They were like real humans except they still had the horrible mind set as the rest of them. He felt disgusted just thinking about them.
He walked into a house and put his sword away, keeping a knife in hand. They could hardly ever get into houses, but it wasn't impossible. He went to the kitchen to start searching for supplies...
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:55 pm
 Name: Morgan Glasswell Age: 18 Gender: Female Likes: The rain, making sure everyone around her is okay, being healthy Dislikes: Not being able to fight for herself, not knowing what the zombies will do, people treating her like a burden Background Info: Morgan was raised by a middle class family, but they were devastated when she was diagnosed with cancer at age fifteen. She has been battling it since then, and she's finally free of it (most likely). She is still weak from her treatment though. However, only a week after she was released from the hospital the zombies started to attack. Her parents both died trying to protect her, and she doesn't know if she can ever get over that.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 9:00 pm
Morgan could feel her legs wanting to give out. She was tired from running and getting no sleep the night before. Luckily, most of them she had seen were really lifeless, but then...She had been looking in a store for some supplies when you started to run at her. Morgan had turned and tried to get to safety. However, the noise had brought the attention of others. She had found herself on top of an RV, the zombies trying to climb up. Most of them couldn't, but the one that had been running was starting to. There was only one thing to do...Yell. "Help! Is any one around? I need help! Please!" She backed up tried to not cry. This couldn't be the end. She had been stuck in that hospital, and now she was getting a chance to live. She had to keep going. For her parents. If she didn't, their lives would be lost for nothing. That's not how things should be. She looked around for a way out, but saw none. She was surrounded. X Princessof InnerBeautyX
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 9:10 pm
His head snapped up as he heard someone scream. He hadn't met another living person since they started attacking. Should he go help? No, that would complicate things...He kept looking through the drawers then heard them scream again. He looked out a window to see a girl on top of an RV "oh good lord..." He sighed to himself then pulled out his sword again, climbing out the window to run over to the RV. He fought his way over and quickly reached up to her "Give me your hand! Quickly!" He looked around to make sure they wouldn't attack him what the hell am I doing?! I could get killed because of this little b***h! He thought to himself as he cut another zombie. He looked back up at her
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 9:14 pm
Her eyes went to the man and she was shocked. Someone actually came to help her? She grabbed his hand and then felt one of them grab her ankle. She kicked at it and it let go. Morgan felt sick, and she hoped it would pass. This happened all the time. Ever since she had started her treatment for cancer. The doctors had told her she'd get over it, but it wasn't like she could ask anyone now. No, now she had to deal with the side effects on her own. Please...let me keep it down. I don't want to vomit on the guy that saved me.X Princessof InnerBeautyX
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 9:26 pm
He pulled her down onto his back "Now Hold on. And don't let them touch you!" He sighed and shook his head slightly before running through the crowd of zombies, hacking his sword back and forth infront of him. He just needed to get her to the nearest house. He looked around and spotted one in the distance and started heading towards it. He glanced over his shoulder and thought he saw one of them moving quickly "s**t." He quickly looked around, trying to find it again. He couldn't see it but it still meant that there was one in the area. When they finally made it to the house he ran inside and slammed the door behind them. He sighed and remembered the girl. He practically pushed her off of him "...You're welcome." He said flatly with his back turned to her as he straightened his jacket. He slowly turned his head to glance over his shoulder "They didn't get you did they?" He looked back forward "It would be horrible if I wasted all that energy for nothing..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 9:39 pm
X Princessof InnerBeautyX Morgan looked behind them for a moment, but then put her cheek against his back. She closed her eyes tightly and trusted him with her life. There wasn't much else she could do, was there? When he pushed her off his back she stumbled back a bit. She sat down and put a hand on her stomach. "No, they didn't get me...I am thankfully, by the way." She was about to speak more, but her stomach wouldn't let her. She got up and into the bathroom quickly. After a few minutes she leaned against the tub, her cheek on the cool plastic. "I thought I was going to die, but then you showed up. Thank you so much." Morgan slowly got up and looked in the medicine cabinet. She found some mouth wash and used it, wanting the nasty taste out of her mouth. She slowly made her way back to the living room and sat down, her legs shaking. "I also thought my legs would give out. I don't know how much longer I could have gone."
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 6:33 am
He nodded slowly and just watched she she moved around so much "Riightt. Well I have to go now." He quickly walked over to the kitchen, searching the cabinets. He found some boxes of cereal and strapped them on his back before walking back to the door "It was nice meeting you, it's been a blast." He said almost sarcastically as he saluted her with little effort
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 9:45 am
X Princessof InnerBeautyX This guy couldn't be serious. He was just going to leave her here? "Wait! Please...I can't make it on my own. If you leave I die. I'm not strong enough to fight those things. I can't run very fast or far...I guess I'm not your problem though." Morgan looked at her hands and sighed lightly. "I wish I had died in that hospital." She whispered it to herself, knowing that she had this thought many times. If the cancer had taken her, her parents would be alive, this guy wouldn't be going out of his way for her, and she wouldn't be living in this Hell.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 10:25 am
He looked back at her, trying not to care. He sighed "Fine. But don't think its all gonna be easy! If you do something stupid where I have to risk my life for you again, don't think it's gonna happen!" He said sternly then turned away "Jesus Christ" He mumbled to himself as he took out his knife "Why am I doing this?" He sighed and turned back to hand her the knife "Here. You'll need something..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 10:33 am
X Princessof InnerBeautyX Morgan looked up at him and took the knife. "Thanks...I was only up there because I had no where else to go. I didn't know they could run." She sighed lightly and put her hand on her stomach. She really hoped this would go away soon. "I'm Morgan...Not that it really matters." She closed her eyes and put the knife next to her, her hand still on it. Right now she wanted some sleep, but she didn't know if she should. Would he get upset?
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 11:26 am
"Alexander. And yes, some of them can." He walked over and sat down in a chair. He looked over at her, he could tell she was tired. He sighed "go ahead...Sleep." He said softly as he leaned back in the chair "We can't really do anything if you're to tired to move."
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 11:42 am
X Princessof InnerBeautyX Morgan looked at him and smiled lightly. "Thanks." She moved to get comfortable and closed her eyes. She fell asleep almost instantly, her body tired from everything. She would have been fine if the one zombie hadn't shown up. However, it had. Thankfully, Alexander was there to help her. He seemed like he really didn't want to be here, and she didn't blame him. Hopefully she would find someone that wanted to help her out. That or they'd find somewhere free of zombies.
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