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The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

Laura Johnson

@Wade Wilson @Desire

She was right. The kid was indeed a boy, his features mostly obscured by the hood he was wearing. The boy then asked her if she knew anything about this place. He was from Philadelphia and a British born. Laura didn't know anything about this place. She had never been to Delaware before, let alone Wilmington."Nope. Not a bit. Never been to the area before. Just kinda wandering and somehow ended up here."

As she ended her sentence, a commotion could be heard upstairs and a gunshot echoed throughout the complex before what seemed like sobbing and wailing followed. What could it be? More walkers, most likely, but the wail? That had to come from the living. That sparked the inquisitive nature in her. She had to know. Leaving the boy where he stood, Laura sheathed her knife and ran up the stairs. The boy could follow if he wished. She was sure he needed no babysitting. He looked old enough. Anyway, babysitting was a thing of the past.

As she climbed up the stairs, heading towards the source of the crying, the sound got louder and louder as she approached the apartment unit responsible. The door was open, and voices could heard coming from its interior. With little consequence for who those people might be, Laura ran into the unit, bumping straight into a figure. The figure was a man, a muscular well-built one at that. It was like she just ran into a brick wall. The rebound caused her to land on her rear with a thud, a surprised expression on her face. "What the f-"

Verthaven: Days of Rain ☔ [COMPLETED]

<Snipped quote by Symphoni>

Yeah, homie.

@Mr Allen J

I'll take some time to get my CS together before I post it. I want it to look the best it can before I post it.

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

@Desire

Not mine :P She is more of aspiring chef than anything else.

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@Mr Allen J

Is this still open to new members?
I would like to join.

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

@Nallore

Ahh shame. I'll pass then. I don't want to be a side character.

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

@Nallore

Is it now too late to join?
I wish to join as well!

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

Laura Johnson

A series of pops echoed throughout the air, the distinct tell-tale gunshots reverberating throughout the air. As she got closer, these pops turned into bangs, and they didn't just stop at one or two. They kept going on at irregular intervals, and there were a few times, Laura could hear the staccato of automatic weapon fire. Her gun was still tucked into the waistband of her pants, the safety off.

She didn't want to use it unless she had to, partly for conserving ammunition. Laura eventually arrived at the source of the shots, an apartment complex that was seemingly under siege by a group of walkers. There was a child shouting at the supposed occupants of the building, but they were obviously too occupied with the invasion to even bother about the yelling kid.

She saw two other people in the immediate vicinity, another blonde woman with aviators @McHaggis and a dark-haired man @Fortunesfaded dressed in a suit. He reminded her of a hit-man. They were busy enough dispatching the zombies around them, and so Laura turned her attention back to the child.

Judging from the tone of his voice, she guessed the child@Wade Wilson to be a boy. As she was observing the boy, her attention was demanded elsewhere. Crawling out of the pile of supposedly-dead zombies(if they could die again), was a crawler making his way to the kid, its arms out stretched, yearning for the child's flesh.

He was too busy shouting, trying to get the attention of the apartment's occupants to notice it, and the other pair were busy with walkers of their own.

Unsheathing her kitchen knife, Laura charged forth, thrusting the blade into the back of the crawler's skull. The cadaver lay where it stood, its body now devoid of any life at all. "Watch your back, kiddo."

No Masters or Kings - ON HOLD

Hi guys,

So you may have realised about the lack of post from me. I'm clearly out of my depth here, and I doubt I'll be able to keep up with you guys. I'm been struggling to get a post together, but just can't seem to think of anything good enough. I think it will be in everyone's interest if I drop out. So sorry about that.

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

I've posted my post. I think everyone is heading towards the apartment where the gun shots were?

@Exit Is Chase heading there as well, or isn't he?

@Wade Wilson @Fortunesfaded I posted at last. :P

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

Laura Johnson

It had been a long drive, and this was the end of the line. She had spent hours on the road, and the car would go no further. The dirt-scarred Volkswagen Golf sputtered to a stop, tires slowly coming to a standstill as its fuel tanks finally ran out of fuel. Laura punched the steering wheel in frustration, uttering a swear word, but was silently impressed and grateful at how the car had brought her as far as it did. Travelling from Manhattan, driving south all the way towards Philadelphia. She had no place in mind, but all she knew was she had to leave New York, for it had become the city of dead.

An incredibly dense and populous city, Laura was glad she left the city when she did. If she had left any later, she might have been cut off by the packs of roving dead that now roamed the streets and roads of the United States of America. She stared blankly at what lied before her for several minutes, before snapping out of it. A car had crashed into a road sign, one prominently placed at the side of a main road. If she was right, the sign should inform her of where she was currently at.

Grabbing her khaki backpack from the front passenger seat, she opened the driver's side of the door, and exited the vehicle, slinging on her bag. Dressed in a brown plaid shirt and a matching pair of brown pants, her head was adorned with a equally brown baseball cap, her long blonde hair drawn into a ponytail, sheltering her head from the unrelenting sun. Clad from top-to-toe in brown, she was a total match.

Still gotta look good at the end of the world.

There was always still looking worth living for, the optimistic side of her clearly showing. Walking towards the front of the car, she managed to lift up the sign slightly, just enough for her to read the words printed on it. It was covered in dirt, but the name of the place was still visible. Wilmington. If she was right, that should put her current location somewhere in Delaware. She recoiled in shock as she saw a figure in the car's driver seat, but recovered when she realised that it was but a corpse. Someone had placed a bullet in her head, ending what remained of her miserable existence.

Laura had heard about the signal that was broadcasting from the car radio earlier on. She had totally forgotten that the thing was still even on, most of the radio stations now silent from the lack of power and inactivity. The person broadcasting from it had mentioned something about a safe location, and that was something she had to look forward to. That became a new goal, apart from meeting someone who won't want to kill her. Gun shots then echoed throughout the air, one after another.

Guns meant people.

While she may not be good at using guns, she had one and knew how to use one when she needed to. Quickly making her way on foot towards the source of the shots, she guessed that they were coming from the cluster of apartment complexes ahead.