MisterMonkeyFace

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Kirra, when I read that Cusco was hugging his summerhome model and saying he was happy. The coincidence was fantastic.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

"Real fishing, eh?" Nick remarked with a smirk, cocking his eyebrow. "Sounds like fun..." He only nodded though when Annie replied and lowered the wooden bat from his shoulder to grip it firmly with two hands. "I ain't scared of some overgrown mushrooms..." Was his muttered reply to Emilie and Annie as he sped his pace just a little bit. They were a ways away, that could always change very quickly.

Marc, a little... Disturbed by Rena's icy voice and the fact she actually grabbed for her weapon disturbed him a little... But he shook his head and sighed, cursing himself inwardly for being paranoid. Though he looked up at mention of the infected and adjusted the grip he had on his spear, ready to defend himself. He slowed down a little bit then, looking back to see where Nick was.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Well I was gone for 5 days, so.... Figured I'd say something.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Hey people! Sorry I vanished for a while, I had drill and thought I'd be able to access this site from the computers up at the unit. I was wrong.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Oops, look what we did.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

For you my friends, I have made the pretty post. Is good yes?

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

"Yeah, I understand that I guess... Until I joined the army I never really understood feeling accomplished..." Mark sighed a little, looping the thumb of his left hand into a belt loop as he walked. "But that makes sense, you had me a little worried." He laughed, grinning as he looked over at her. "We'll all have something to feel real accomplished about when this is all done with now won't we? Hopefully we can find a FOB or something... Uh, forward operating base since you probably didn't know. It's where a military unit operates from when doing things... It'd have plenty of food and weapons if it's not been looted. Vehicles, everything we'd need really." The man looked to Mary then and shrugged a little bit. "You ask me... The sane people were the ones who couldn't believe what was going on and were infected... You've gotta be crazy to survive all this."

Nick just laughed and shrugged, rolling his eyes. " 'Course it ain't as fun as something like fishing man." He began, still bouncing the bat on his shoulder. "And I can't complain any more than you guys, really... And it shouldn't be too hard to find a bow. Betcha I'll find like three of'em... Ya know, Marc was supposed to teach me how to throw knives a couple days after we had to leave home... But we had to leave his set there." A little sigh flowed from between his lips then before he continued. "They were nice too, real simple and balanced. Marc could smack someone in the chest with'em 'bout all the time... Well, the target... Those'd be something real nice to have now. Easier to carry 'round than a bow ya know?... Hey Emilie, can you throw knives?"

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

After I kill off one of the two brothers, 'george' gave me an idea. I should make a 'mister Miyagi' old guy. Just because. Or an old paranoid war vet who's been in a panic room for the last couple years.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

I could tell, lol.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Nick's gonna make a new friend and then lose'im within hours! Bawwww.

Oh well. :3