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Current Rocking out to Within Temptation Pandora Station and writing my novel.
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Experiencing that feeling when absolutely no game is satisfying to play and all you do is watch videos on youtube and streams on twitch -.- I feel so unproductive.
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Just want to let you guys know that tomorrow I am likely not going to be able to post. Thursday is usually my busiest day. I may check in, but writing a post on the school's computers is about as fun as pulling teeth. I hate their peripherals.
Momentum, body weight, physics. It's not that hard to cause enough blunt trauma force to cause enough brain damage to kill someone. Especially when slamming something's head into the corner of a hard object, and from the layout given of the building, the door is right at the corner of the building.
"Hey, need some help?"


Vincent glanced over his shoulder again to see a guy with a deadpan look on his face. He already had a bad feeling about the stranger. One of the zombies he had seen must have spotted him as it was lumbering towards him. Before life this zombie couldn't have been much older than a freshman in college, but now it was just an undead thing hungry for flesh. He frowned at the situation. Maybe trying to stop at a bar other people were going to was a bad idea. Where the living congregated, the undead would definitely seek out.

Vincent stepped away from the door and faced the zombie. The way it moved, meant it could be easily outmaneuvered. He trusted himself to be agile enough to get past it. His heart pounded with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. He dashed between it and the wall and the zombie clumsily stumbled towards him reaching at him, but it couldn't keep up with his speed and tripped. Vincent got behind the zombie before it could collect itself, grabbed it by the hair, and slammed it head first into the corner of the bar using his and its body weight to take it out.

Vincent let go and watched the zombie slide down the wall and crumble to the ground. He took in a deep breath and let it out. He faced the knife-wielding stranger and smiled. Taking out the zombie was somewhat satisfying. "I'm good, thanks. Better get to safety before more come." At this point he heard moaning and shuffling not too far off and glanced over a few cars to see a small horde of zombies headed for the bar. "Well..." He trailed off as if he were to say something else, but held back.

Vincent got onto the opposite side of a van and got low enough that he could see through the windows to get a decent view of the horde. He needed an escape route. The bar wasn't a good option. There were a few alleys, but the street was wide open. There was no telling how far the zombies would chase him if he was spotted. He looked around for options and found about a hundred feet away a turned over truck. At the moment, the stranger - while a risk - was not first and foremost in his mind.

The truck was not perfect cover, but it would hide him from the horde and allow him time to find other options. Hopefully there were no surprises behind that truck. He kept crouched and sneaked away from the horde keeping near the parked vehicles and a cautious eye over his shoulder. Whoever was in that bar would have to find their own way out of the trouble coming their way, because even if he wanted to there was no way Vincent would be able to help.


Would this happen to be the book as to which you refer @Desire? ;)
Vincent took a glance at his cellphone's clock.

2:32 PM


The flight was supposed to leave two hours ago. Long layover times was something the frequent flyer was used to, but that didn't make them any less unpleasant. Pocketing the phone, he stretched out his legs and looked at the television screen which was running on about a recent incident. There were quite a few people staring at the screen as the disclaimer for gruesome images came up.

"This just coming in. There are reports of attacks happening all over the city. They are aggressive and very violent. So far there has been no communication from the people starting these attacks. The following images are a series of pictures captured by our own camera man, Daniel Lebowski during his time off. Be warned, these pictures are extremely graphic, viewer discretion advised."

The photos produced were indeed gruesome. A mob of people attacking and biting other people, but something didn't look right. Vincent let out a breath. "Oh, man." Zombies. He always dismissed the idea as fantasy, something to toy with in his head for amusement, but to actually see it happen was a bit shocking. He looked around cautiously among the crowd. Sticking around here would be way to dangerous. Airports and other crowded places were terrible places to be for outbreaks of any kind.

Vincent casually left his carry on and made his way at a fast pace through an emergency exit tripping the fire alarm. He didn't exactly care as there was no way in hell he'd be caught dead at an airport with something as huge and deadly as this going down. Cities were a terrible place to be too, but at least there would be decent escape routes provided the crowding issue wasn't too bad. He had confidence that his close friends back home would be smart enough to deal with the situation as needed, after all in casual conversation the topic of zombie apocalypse survival plans had come up on occasion.

Vincent rushed down the stairs of the fire escape and made his way towards the city proper itself. O'Hare wouldn't be operating for long. He spent some time wandering town, steering clear of crowds of people and buildings when he saw from a short distance a few people go into a bar at varying times. He smirked and chuckled. "Guess I could do with a drink before actually getting out of the city."

He walked up to the building and spotted a group of zombies attacking someone in an alley. He cringed and kept walking. No helping that poor soul. He came up to the door and there was someone already waiting there. A kid. Probably mid-late teens. Vincent decided to ask the obvious question. "Door locked?" Already, he was having second thoughts about the decision to make a pit stop at a bar for a rest. He glanced over his shoulder nervously. One zombie would be OK to deal with, but a group like the one not far away would be an issue.

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@fij707 Live Action Role Playing. Usually in a Medieval Fantasy setting. There's a lot of different rule sets. I participate in Realms of Wonder on occasion, although not a whole lot as of late.
@fij707 Am I good to post? Just asking because I didn't get a response for my CS.
Coming in from the interest check if you'll have me.

- Name Vincent David DeMoore (This is not my real name, but one I use it regularly for myself in LARPing)

- Age 24

- Appearance Normal build, something akin to an ex-runner that let his body go a bit from sedentary lifestyle. Wavy and curly brunette hair with a short rusty beard. Slightly less than six feet tall. Freckles all over face and arms with some dotting legs. Normally wears a black vest, black dress pants, berry dress shirt, dark socks, and black sneakers for when walking around a lot.

- Physicality Somewhat strong from weight lifting as a way to maintain fitness. Due to a genetic issue of joint being looser than they should be fairly tolerant to pain, but not necessarily constant discomfort. Overall good endurance from cross country days.

- Personality Very restrained and held back as a person. Spends a fair amount of time in thought to consider options or just to get lost in imagination. Fairly social, but can take too much time to respond in stressful situations. Patient and relaxed, even in bad situations which can be both a boon and a detriment. Can act with confidence when making decisions and often doesn't doubt himself. Can be somewhat arrogant and very low tolerance for foolishness. Somewhat paranoid and overly cautious, but careful not to show it.

- Lifestyle Born in United States, grew up in a small city in the north east. School went from being a rocky ride full of bullies looking to be him up to people liking him for actually dancing at dances. Found out in college he had a nack for finance and stuck with it.

- Why you're here? Was at a layover in O'Hare Airport on a trip to visit family when things started going bad and decided to get out of Dodge by foot.

- Skills
  • Cooking - One of my favorite hobbies
  • Driving - It is a skill ;)
  • Improvising - Fixing things with the wrong thing, yeah!
  • Melee Fighting Skills - I'm a LARPer, I got to know my stuff!


- Possessions LG Smart Phone, 2 Mechanical Pencils and a ball point pen, Wallet with various cards and cash as well as bobby pins.
Still looking? Because I'm interested!
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