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7 yrs ago
Current Once you realize that you don't need a special occasion to buy a cake, the second part of yout life begins.
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8 yrs ago
I wish that there were more hours in a day, so I could have more time to do nothing.
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8 yrs ago
Hey, you. Yeah, you. No, not you...the other one. Yeah, you, right there! Yes, YOU! Do you like tacos?
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9 yrs ago
We all how our demons. Drugs, alcohol, Srahaaaj the Undying, cigarettes.
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I'll work on getting a post up tomorrow or the next day while I'm off.
Member wanted me to let you guys know that his power went out due to the weather. He will be going over the CS's once his power is restored.
Interested.
I'll see about getting a CS up for this.
Alex crossed through the gate into the walled off area. The patio and chairs that once decorated the area had been tipped over onto their sides, the umbrella of the table was bent and broken in several places and the cloth was tattered and strewn all over the area. In one corner were a few potted plants that had died with no one around to care for them and to his right lay the crumpled body of the infected he had killed in an ever growing pool of blood.

"Well," He made his way over to the infected's corpse. "Let's see what you had on you." He said as he crouched over the infected and began to rummage through it's pockets. "Nothing special." Alex grumbled as he looked over what he had found. A Swiss army knife, 2 rounds of 9mm ammunition and the infected's wallet. "Well, Mister," Opening the wallet he pulled out the driver's license and what little cash had been inside. "James Harrison," He closed the wallet and tossed it over the wall, listening as it landed with a soft thud. "Thanks for the kindling, I guess. Now, let's get you outta here."

He grabbed the former Mr. Harrison's legs and began to drag him, pulling him through the iron gate and down the alley before eventually stopping two houses down to leave the body in another abandoned patio. "Sure hope you enjoy you're new digs, Mr. Harrison." Alex said turning away from the corpse, noticing the trail of blood that he had left from dragging the body. "Well, shit. Not gonna be hiding from any real people that's for sure."

Following the trail of blood Alex made his way back to the untouched house where he used his newly acquired swiss army knife to pry open the door. As soon as the door was open he was hit by the stench of something rotting. Gripping his machete he drew it from its sheath and whistled, waiting to see if there was another infected inside. In the silence that following the only thing he could hear was the sound of his beating heart.

Ba-bump.

Ba-bump.

Ba-bump.

Nothing. With his nerves slightly less on edge he shut the door and looked around at the interior of the brownstone house. The door he had entered through put him in the kitchen, and while the smell of rotting fruit on the kitchen counters was pungent he could still smell something else in the house, mostly likely upstairs. Past the kitchen was a small laundry room and a dining area as well as the stairs that led up to the remaining levels of the house and down to the basement.

While in the kitchen he took the opportunity to clean while he searched, setting everything he found useful on the kitchen table. By the time he was finished searching he had nearly vomited from the stench of rotted food in the fridge but in the end he had been able to gather most of what was rotted and place it in trash bags while able to set aside 4 cans of assorted canned goods that were still good enough to eat, a small bag of rice, an unopened jar of peanut butter and another unopened jar of honey. "Pretty good haul so far, if I do say so." He said as he stuffed his haul into his sling bag before moving through the house to make his way upstairs.

With each step to the next level the smell of grew worse. The second floor held a living room set with two comfortable looking chairs and a sofa facing a television, and through another doorway was a reading area with a few chairs set around a table and several book shelves along the wall packed with books. Seeing nothing of use at first glance he moved on up to the next floor.

The smell was strongest here. On either side of him upon stepping foot on the landing was a bedroom. One of the doors stood open, but the other was shut. Moving to the open room, keep his hand on his machete, he peered into the room. Two dressers were set along the wall, a large bed pushed up against the wall opposite them. To the right of the bed, along the same wall with the door leading into the room, was a door to a closet and another leading to the master bathroom. The smell was starting to become unbearable so he searched quickly. Besides clothes in the dressers and closest he found a magnalite flashlight and an empty gun case. "They've got a gun, but where is it?" He muttered to himself tossing the gun case on the bed as he moved to the other closed bedroom.

"This is it," He said coming to a stop in front of the door, the stench of something long since rotted permeating through the closed door. He slowly opened the door and shined his new light inside. One the floor between two twin size beds covered with sheets were there lumps, one larger one and two smaller ones. Slumped in a chair in front of them was another corpse. "Some people weren't meant for the new world," His voices was muffled as he kept his hand over his mouth in an attempt to hold the stench at bay. "Better to take the easy way out, but it's still not a pretty sight." As he was shutting the door he saw it. A .38 revolver lying on the floor by the corpse in the chair. "There it is!" He quickly grabbed the gun and shut the door. "I hope I don't see anything else like that, but I've got a feeling I wont be that lucky." He muttered to himself as he made his way back downstairs checking the cylinder of the revolver and removing the spent shells. Only two shots left, and still no extra ammo for anything I already have.
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I suppose I'll meet up with the crazy one. I'm working on a post now and I'll get it up in just a bit.
I'll get a post up later tonight.
My guy is scavenging thru a house right now. I was planning on having Alex search and drag the infected he killed to another place, leaving a smear of blood from where he drug it. If you wanna run into Alex you can throw that in there if you want by following the blood smear.
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