@GtinUulo@seriousarmour@Evolution365@Eviledd1984@Nikki Moonlight@Ashevelendar



"Thomson, Marcel needs to see you it's time to do another Broadcast. Hopefully, there are still people out there somewhere." Miranda call to him. Thomson nodded to her and told her he would be there as he walked through the one street. There safe Haven in this hell of a world. The walls around their haven were put up within about a two weeks since the outbreak happened. There are about 10 apartment complexes each with 5 floors with 20 rooms on each floor. Their haven can hold over 1000 people if only they could find more survivors. As of now-They only have maybe 75 people behind these walls, walls they are strengthing every day in hopes of making them stronger. Each of these buildings is Powered by solar panels located on the grounds and the roof of each building, which means we have hot water and electricity. As he walked into building number one (4507 on the map) he went to the communication room, if only they could actually contact anyone. Thomson looked to Marcel.

"Hey Marcel it time to do the Broadcast again?" Thomson said.

"Yes, it is, my friend," Marcel said heading over to the radio, getting it set up again. Once it was set up he turned it on and took a deep breath.

"Here we go..." Thomson said and picked up the Radio.
'This is a Broadcast sent over all frequencies, if anyone is out there, if anyone is still alive you don't have to survive alone we a safe haven located in Centralia, Washington. I repeat we have a safe haven, If anyone is out there we are located in Centralia if you can here you are welcome to join.'
Thomson repeated that broadcast for 5 more times before turning off the radio "Marcel, do you think some might have heard that message this time?"

"We can only hope," Marcel said. "Stay here in case someone can actually get through to us from somewhere," Marcel said and he was getting up to leave.

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Crystal was going through what was left of the Police department in Colville, hoping to find something that was missed, but was unsuccessful. Crystal was passing the front desk when all of a sudden she heard the stir of the radio and ran around the counter, her dog Killer was suddenly alert by the sound. As Crystal turned the nob in hopes of getting a clear signal she nearly yelled with excitement when a voice came over the radio.
'This is a Broadcast sent over all frequencies, if anyone is out there, if anyone is still alive you don't have to survive alone we a safe haven located in Centralia, Washington. I repeat we have a safe haven, If anyone is out there we are located in Centralia if you can here you are welcome to join.'

Crystal took the radio in shaky hands hoping someone was still on the other side it's been months since she talked to another human person. 'Hello, hello is anyone there? The person doing the broadcast if you're still there I hope you can here.' Crystal said hoping someone could hear her as Killer barked.

'We hear you, come back.' The mysterious man said.

'Its been months since I spoke to anyone else' Crystal said.

' Where are you talking to us from'

'Colville police department...' suddenly Killer growled and I turned to look outside forgetting the other for a moment and that they could still hear me...."shit that's not good..time to go killer" Crystal dropping the radio as a large group of walkers entered the department. Crystal and killer ran out the back door ran down the street into the next building she had cleared the other day and hid as the walkers roamed by the door. "Well killer its looks like we are going to Centralia," Crystal said as they moved through the building to the door on the opposite side.

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Back at the Safe zone Marcel and Thomson looked at each other. "People are still out there alive.".

(Remember none of our characters have reached the safe zone, so only my OCs will be there for now.)

@BookGirl1993 Linda was on the rooftop of the Colville Police department, using her sniper rifle to watch for any survivors. She then began slowly picking off Walkers using said rifle.

James was slowly making his way form debris to debris trying not to get caught by walkers or trigger happy humans that may want to pick him off, Making his way behind a pillar of one of the buildings holding his uzi in one of his bandaged hand slowly moving pasted a few walkers and behind a ruined car heading towards police department for some items.

The best way Bjorn has found to survive so far is to keep moving. So here he is now thundering down a road on his beat up motorcycle, the thing is falling apart at the edges but it keeps him moving faster than the walkers for now and that is all that matters. He has been sleeping rough the last few nights camping out under the stars with only a few rudimentary trip lines warning him if walkers are going to disturb him in his sleep. But now he is running low on supplies, gas and ammo. So it is time to hit a town. The nearest one that might have the supplies he needs, but hopefully isn't home to a mega horde is Colville.

He dumps his bike a little bit outside of town, hiding it well in some tall grass pulling it over to camouflage his vehicle. From there he sets off on foot his ump.45 held casually in his arms. It is then he hears the sharp crack of a high velocity rifle. He ducks behind a building quickly "There is someone else alive here. Someone with a high powered weapon that is drawing every walker from within a mile into this town. Better play it safe until I know what i am up against." When you have no one to talk to is it really a suprise if you start talking to yourself? He shoulders his weapon and starts to move a little faster through the alleys, alert for a sniper that my try to take his dome off for his supplies limited as they may be.

Simon is sleeping in his car (Wrecked) in Colville when hes awoken by footsteps near his car. He doesn't get up right away but he waits until the footsteps start to get in front of his car. He gets up and sees a man holding an Uzi with a really bloody hand. He calls out "Hey!"

@Nikki Moonlight Crystal as she was going through the building suddenly turned around when she heard the gunshot from the police department. she ran up to the roof of the building with killer behind her and-and when she got there she saw a woman on the roof shooting.

"Hey..hey would you stop you are drawing every walker in the area here," Crystal called across to the girl on the roof. "why are you waisting bullets anyway?"

@BookGirl1993

Linda looked at her with wide colorless eyes. "Sorry, didn't see any survivors here..." She muttered, "Gotta fix a silencer onto my rifle..." She looked back at the girl with a slight crazy look in her eyes. "Here, come onto the roof before you get bit. I'll help your dog get up here." She helped Killer onto the roof and she helped the girl as well. Just because she was crazy didn't mean she wasn't kind.

@GtinUulo

"Quiet son i don't no snipers or walkers coming over here..." James had to use his other hand to signal for the other man to be silence for a moment, Looking around checking if their was any walkers around he looked back to the man in the car. "Actually if ya want you can help me get to that police station over their for some stuff i need" He said using his free bandaged hand to the police station.

The shovel hit the mound of dirt for the final time as Jack steps back to look at the two neatly filled graves. A couple of tears stream down his face he sighs and pulls the custom Sig Sauer P226 out of its holster. He takes a deep breath and walks over to the edge of the cabins' deck and takes a seat placing the pistol next to him. Jack continues staring at the graves as he pulls a small flask out of his pocket, toasts the graves, and drinks the remaining contents of the flask. He sets the flask down and picks the pistol back up and presses the barrel to the side of his head. Closing his eyes he takes another deep breath the one he plans on being his last, a piercing scream shatters the serenity of both this beautiful morning and his final moment. Taking the barrel away from his head he quickly stands up and closes his eyes once again to try and pinpoint the direction of the screams. Once he has his direction he pulls a small cylinder out of the cargo pockets of his pants and quickly screws it to the end of the pistol. Breaking out at a quick jog he heads the direction of the noise that interrupted what was supposed to be his final moments on this now shitty planet. Running for what seems to Jack like forever he finally locates a young woman covered in blood and dirt. As the girl reaches him she collapses exhausted at his feet. Her eyes look up at him filled with both terror and hope, Jack looks back up from her and sees exactly what she's been running from. Three of the creatures stumble towards them, Jack has already learned that they don't move very fast and in small groups are relatively less dangerous. Jack takes his aim and fires one shot towards each of the walkers each hitting its mark dead on and with each shot gives the satisfying sound of the pop the silencer gives off.

Jack holsters his pistol and extends his hand down to help the young girl to her feet. She takes his hand and stands back up tears start to flow freely from her face as she wraps her self around him in a hug so hard the jaws of life couldn't even pry her off. He says small sentences to comfort her, and after a couple of minutes she releases the embrace.

"I got a cabin not to far from here let's go get you cleaned up" Jack says looking directly into her eyes but already knowing that she can barley hear him. He's seen this before in soldiers he's lead in both Iraq and Afghanistan the girl has severe PTSD and has most likely had a complete mental breakdown. He can relate to that seeing as just a few moments ago he was about to paint the side of the cabin with his brains. Knowing there's no use in attempting to talk to her in the state she's in he grabs her hand and quickly leads her back to the cabin.

They reach the cabin and Jack unlocks the door and leads the young woman inside, he leads her over to a table and sits her down, then proceeds to kneel in front of her.

In a very soft voice he speaks "My name is Jack now I understand you've been through a very traumatic experience but you're safe now. I promise I'm going to do my best to protect you and help you through this. First things first we're gonna have to get you cleaned up, through that door is a bedroom that leads into a bathroom. Go on in and use the shower once you're done there's a red suitcase in there with some clothes that may be a little big but should fit you just fine do you understand me."

She Nods.

"Ok go ahead and go." Jack goes to stand up but she grabs his arm and starts shaking her head. Jack understands that she's too scared to go alone but at no point is Jack interested in having to help her shower. Jack gives a frustrated sigh before an idea pops into his head. Jack reaches into a small pouch hanging off his belt and pulls a small black item out of it.

"Ok I get it you're scared, but this right here is a Benchmade Infidel one of the best knifes you'll ever see. I can't count the times this knife has gotten me out of a jam." Jack lays the knife into her hands and she holds it up to inspect it with a confused look. "You see the grey button on the side? Swipe that up with your thumb." She does as he says and the blade pops out of the top startling the girl a bit. She swipes the button down and the blade disappears. She repeats this process four more times before Jack stops her. "Ok, ok that's enough you don't wanna wear out the spring. Are you good to go now?" She nods, clutching the knife she heads towards the bed room.

Jack shuts the door behind her as she absente mindedly starts stripping off her bloody dirt caked clothing. He stops listening for a moment until he hears the noise of the shower and gives a sigh of relief. He pulls his pistol out of it's holster and unscrews the silencer putting it back in his pocket and sets the gun down on the kitchen table. As he steps over to the kitchen to start preparing a meal for the two of them his radio that he'd forgotten that he'd even left on springs to life startling Jack. He runs over to the radio grabbing it up and turning up the sound.

'This is a Broadcast sent over all frequencies, if anyone is out there, if anyone is still alive you don't have to survive alone we a safe haven located in Centralia, Washington. I repeat we have a safe haven, If anyone is out there we are located in Centralia if you can here you are welcome to join.'

Jack keys the radio and attempts to speak but gets nothing back. Realizing that whoever they are they probably have the capability to broadcast further than he can. He looks down at the radio and then back at the bedroom door, in that moment he realizes what he has to do. Jack steps back over to the kitchen and picks his pistol back up and softly speaks to it. "Ok old friend we get her to Centralia and then finish what we started." He drops the pistol back into its holster and continues on their lunch.

@Nikki Moonlight "Thank you my name is Crystal and this is Killer he was my dad's military dog." Crystal said. "Whats you name?"

@Eviledd1984 Simon still kind of afraid to talk just gives him a thumbs up, carefully moves to get out of the car and follows him to the police station.

@GtinUulo

"Thanks kiddo...what's your name?Mine is James and yours is?" The heavily bandaged man said smiling while walking carefully form the car and towards the entrance of the police station making sure that he would not be seen form the walkers.

@Eviledd1984 "No problem. and my name is Simon, nice to meet you"

Alexis was out scavenging around Eatonville west of Mt Rainier using a trick she learned in the first days of the outbreak , by making a "bath" in zombie blood you become invisible to the dead as long as it doesn't rain. Alexis was trying to find other survivors but so far she had no luck , something she learned in the army is that there is strength in number and she had to find someone else.
As she returned from the scavenge hunt and to her small safe house , she heard a screeching noise. " The radio ! The damn thing works ! " she said to herself. Alexis quickly ran towards the radio and heard a man talking :

" 'This is a Broadcast sent over all frequencies, if anyone is out there, if anyone is still alive you don't have to survive alone we a safe haven located in Centralia, Washington. I repeat we have a safe haven, If anyone is out there we are located in Centralia if you can here you are welcome to join.' "

" That's it ! People ! " she yelled.
Alexis quickly gathered all the food she had and some other cloths she had and left towards Centralia. As soon as she exited her "house" she saw a big horde of zombies coming towards the safe house. " Nice...this wouldn't have been a safe house for long. Well...at least I'll have some companions on the road to Centralia ". She found a lone zombie and quickly dispatched him with a knife in the head and soon started opening him up and making "bath" in his guts.

Alexis was covered in blood and guts by the time the horde came , she approached them and continued moving with them towards Centralia.

@BookGirl1993

Linda smiled a little. "I'm Linda." She looked out to see the Walkers dispersing. She almost saw through their eyes, but she wasn't eating other humans.

@GtinUulo

"Nice meeting ya too...So whatcha doing here in this shit hole of a place if i may ask?" James asked the other man sneaking behind a group of walkers some consuming rotting corpse and some of them scrambling about doing their own thing. James finally made it to inside of the police station being careful if the empty lobby had some hidden zombies.

Holding his uzi close to him slowly moving around anciently knocking a rock around making a loud noise that echoed throughout the station.

@Eviledd1984 "Well I was trying to get to the coast, and I'm not the best at navigating so I finally decided to take the next exit So I could try to find a map so I know where I'm going." Simon peers over the counter looking for survivors or the dead when he notices a bloody some bloody shoe prints. "Hey wait these look pretty fresh. Someone or something is here we should be careful."

@GtinUulo

"Where were ya going if i may ask?" James asked taking in the information that was given to him making his way slowly up the long looking stairs, "I wonder if their is any coppers to kill?Zombie or human it does not matter..." He thought smiling to himself and placing two hands on his uzi making his way to the top of the stairs.

Looking around for a moment noticing that the door to the roof was preyed open making him think that Simon was right and their was people here.

@Nikki Moonlight
"Nice to meet you, Linda, I am going to back down to the lobby of this station to try to get the radio unhooked so we can bring it with us in case those people I talked to earlier come back on again," Crystal said heading for the door to the roof where she thought she heard more voices. @Eviledd1984@GtinUulo

Bjorn moves through the alleys towards the police station slowly, but with a clear purpose. He spots two walkers up ahead, both of them slowly ambling towards the police station. No need to draw even more attention than what has already been drawn by the gunfire. He slips his combat knife from it's sheath strapped to his leg and moves forward carefully, one of the walkers swings towards him as he reaches them. It is the first to truly die again as Bjorns knife plunges through its eye, he twists the knife savagely to ensure it destroys the brain. The second stumbles towards him as the first hits the ground. It is no luckier than the first. Bjorn kicks out, his combat booted foot connecting heavily with the walkers knee snapping the knee cap to the side. As the walker collapses under the weight of its own body Bjorn quickly moves in stabbing his knife right into the base of the walkers skull twisting it to destroy the brain stem.

He cleans his knife on one of the corpses rotting clothes before he slips it back into the sheath. His hands moving to once again bring up his slung UMP.45. He scans the area for threats, there was at least one other gunman in this place. Finding nothing he moves towards the police station, hiding behind a large metal dumpster he surveys the area. The walkers seem to be slowly ambling away, and it has been awhile since there was more gunfire. Either they are dead, or they came to their senses. He waits for a few moments longer until he spots a good opportunity to move. He slips into the police station, it has probably been picked clean already but it is worth a shot. If any place in town is likely to have .45 ammo it would be here, and if it was used as a base while it was all going down it may even have some tinned goods or MRE's.

Bjorn moves through the police station carefully, minding his foot placement. Right now he has no interest in finding the roof. He is only interested in the evidence lock up and the armory. Both may contain ammo and the evidence lock up may contain valuable bartering items such as drugs. His gun sweeps through the poorly lit police station as he moves, he has a good feeling about this place.