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Jon kept a straight face, not amused by the man's way of talking, and everything about him, actually. Guess a lot of the survivors go mad after everything that happened. Good thing I'm not one of those people.

His mind was racing as he grabbed his backpack from behind him. Though it has been empty for a while, except for his jacket inside, he did it to grab a little more time to think. He tilted his head up, glaring, and threw the bag down in front of him, along with the machete. "Get it, then." He told the man. "It's all yours." He nodded towards his stuff and made a good fake half-smile.
I'll post tomorrow
so are you gonna remove your own eye cos lol my character wouldn't do that unless it was an accident
Jon watched the zombies go, and picked himself up, ignoring the man's hand. He had no intention of going friendly anymore. He slowly grabbed his machete, deciding the man probably won't have a problem with that anymore since the zombies were gone. Jon glared at him and spoke. "Play time?" He muttered. Jon held tightly to his weapon and took one small step closer to the man. "Thanks for the welcome. I guess you're the demon here?"

Run. Run. Run. That's what Jon kept thinking. But his feet didn't move and he kept his eyes on the man.
it's funny i had a disturbing teenage writer phase and i kept writing gore stuff and sent them to one of my friends and a lot of them involved going hell with the eyes
and i also named the character after my friend that's why it's disturbing
lol
((poor kid))

Jon could hear the pumping in his heart when the zombies kept going. If he picks his weapon up, he'll be shot before he finishes. If he runs like hell, he'll probably still be shot. The man seemed crazy enough to do that. He moved backwards some more, trying to figure out his next move. His fingers hovered to the back pocket of his jeans, where he kept the colt anaconda, just in case. It only had two bullets left, and would make noise, but he's almost dead anyway.

"Stop them now! Or I'm..I.." He grit his teeth together, unable to say more. If he couldn't even say it, would he be able to shoot the man?

He tried to hide his panic but he was sweating and shaking, watching the zombies go, and his mind was blank on ideas to live.
i use real pics cos i like to imagine things like a film in my mind lol

also the doctor guy is mean
yeah
mean
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Just that the woman who was on the building isn't there anymore :P
also hey i'm not based off manga lol

Kidd said
Haha, no. xD She was remember when her dad caught them a rabbit. Any memories about him are going to bitter ones.

O ok what the hell is wrong with my thoughts
(it would have been cool if she did though)
The way the older man spoke made him panic inside, but he kept it hidden and only portrayed a calm expression on his face. When the zombies started moving towards Jon, he realized he had no choice. He cursed and slowly stepped backwards.

"Alright, sir, I'll do that."

He slowly lowered his arm and put the knife on the ground behind him, making sure it didn't make any noise, in case it worsens the situation. He kept walking away from the zombies, his hands empty, but he hoped the man would be able to make them stop again. His eyes wandered, counting the creatures left. One..two..three..four..four. If it gets worse, he knew he could handle them. But it was Plan A first - let the man do the work and hope he'll let Jon walk away.
So did Lillah eat...a man? :o

also Ky left the building already
wait
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