The radio tower was a bust, he hadn't managed to get near it before attracting a whole pile of unwanted undying. Well that's what most people where calling them now. Zombies wasn't a very proper term given that unlike a good George Romero movie these ******** wouldn't stay down even if you did drill a bullet through their skull.
Instead of hunting, or daring to risk the radio tower again he made his way towards staples for supplies and scouting reports, that would be the next thing he could manage.
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Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. 29 going on 30 early next year
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 7:14 pm
Crawling through the dark he wandered the empty store, the echos of emptiness bouncing around him as he shuffled on. He started by the cash registers hopping behind a desk nudging boxes about they all looked untouched but one after another he ripped them open to find blank paper or old receipts. He grumbled the whole time tossing the boxes aside. "Waste of time...."
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Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. 29 going on 30 early next year
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 7:32 pm
The next thing he noticed was a stench from the back, it smelled rotten, the smell of death a familiar scent he wasn't fond of given late events. Creeping into the copier room he saw the busted device, all around it images where strewn an the smell of rot filled his nose. Slowly he picked up the images looking one at a time shivering as he slowly tossed it back down. "No." He dropped the last of the images walking out of the room to keep looking.
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Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. 29 going on 30 early next year
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 7:51 pm
Onward he went, shuffling through the shelves, it was worthless, just old computer junk that didn't s**t without power something they lacked in mass to run or do anything with. Maybe send an email? Which needed internet, something they also lacked.
Shoving aside another box of worthless PC parts he found something promising. bottles of liquor, he reached for it feeling an ache not just in his ribs but in a part of him that wanted to give up and just chug the bottle down.
Much to his dismay and maybe his luck it was empty. Tossing the bottle aside he got up again moving towards the back of the store again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 8:06 pm
At last he reached the front of the store again, in the back he found nothing, it was just dull and boring waste, nothing of use again. He was about to leave when he spoted what looked like a hand on a stapler. Moving over curiously he walked around the corner to see what else was behind there, and in the end it turned out it was nothing more then a rotting arm and stapler. He paused again swallowing the bile in his throat.
"Another waste..." he muttered as he started back to the raiders outpost.
