Jason watched as the man with the car moved towards the city, and was just about to get up and follow him, until he noticed a girl seemingly pop out of nowhere and speak to the man. Judging by the man's reaction, Jason could see that he did not know the girl. He hasn't killed her yet, nor does he seem to have any murderous intent... Perhaps he is friendly after all?
He was about to get up again once the pair moved away from the area on foot, until he noticed ANOTHER man appear, also seemingly out of nowhere. The man was examining the car, possibly scrounging for goods. Jason could see that the man had a scoped rifle of some sort, so he figured that this man might've also possibly been friendly, as he could've easily killed and looted both of the other survivors if he wanted to. He watched as the man picked up a bottle, then move on towards the city.
Jason stood up. He held his axe in a horizontal position with his thumbs, away from his body. He walked towards the stranger, hands outstretched. "Hey!" he called in a normal voice, loud enough for the man to hear, but quiet enough not to bring any unwanted attention. "Don't shoot! I'm friendly!"
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I'm half thai and we have durian over there too. The stuff is nasty dude.
Why is everyone talking about Vegemite when it's not even a Canadian thing? For those of you that want to know, Vegemite is a paste made from yeast extract and is made in Australia. It tastes nice, slightly like beer but saltier. Anyway, I'll work on my post after I come back from work in around 12 hours or something.
Nice Easter egg you threw in btw.
Nice Easter egg you threw in btw.
I guess the two survivors Richard_III was talking about were those two then, so perhaps my guy encounters him not too long after you guys leave the area, since he did say that he went to examine the car after "Two survivors left for the city".
That alright with you Richard?
That alright with you Richard?
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You forgot to mark your 'location' on the top left of your post. Jabber just got done talking about it.
Alright, done. Although she is currently moving towards the main plaza, so soon I'll be with the rest of you :D
Made my intro post, hope it's alright!
Location: White Bay Port (Docks)
Yet another small boat arrived at the harbour of Lougetown, looking just as tattered and worn as the others; perhaps even more so, due to the fact that the only people on the boat were 19 year-old heiress to the Soramasu fortune, Yui Soramasu; and her most trusted butler, Takoki-san, an aging Fishman ex-pirate. As the boat began to dock, Yui slowly became more misty-eyed. She knew that her first step onto the island of Lougetown and into adventure would mean saying goodbye to Takoki-san, the one who had raised her since she was a child, and the one who had taught her everything she knew about becoming a pirate. As she held onto the rope of the sail, she looked over at Takoki-san, who was steering into port and getting ready to dock. "Yui-san, could you please lower the sail?" Yui did as she was asked, and the boat began to slow down. While on the open sea, Yui had been using her 'Kaze Bullet' technique to push the sail so that it moved at high speeds in the ocean, but now they had to slow down, so she could now relax for a while as she prepared to say goodbye to Takoki-san.
A few minutes have passed and Takoki-san had docked the boat. He stepped up to the harbour and held out his hand so that Yui could take it. She promptly did did so, and he helped her up onto the dock; bowing after he did so. She nodded at him, and then slowly pushed his head upwards, touching his chin. She gave him a hug, squeezing him as hard as she could. He was taken aback; despite their close relationship, he had always treated her like she was the master. Close contact like this was just not done, but Yui felt a huge influx of emotions and had to let it out. As she tightened her grip on him, she began to cry.
"You've been so good to me my whole life! *sniff* I'm really going to miss you Takoki-san!"
"I know, Yui-san. I know." He put his webbed, fishman hand on top of her head and comforted her."But I'm getting too old for this life, so I need to find somewhere to just settle down for the rest of my life. Hopefully we can see each other again someday, and you can show me how your Kaze Wushu is coming along!"
"What am I supposed to do now? I don't know anything about the real pirate's life!"
"You'll be fine. I've taught you everything I know, and you have a good heart. You're going to join an amazing crew and you are going to become a great pirate! I'm proud of you, Yui-san."
A tear began to roll down Takoki-san's cheek. He meant every word he said. He had raised this girl into a fine young pirate, and now he had to say farewell, but he had no doubt in his mind that she would ascend to greatness some day. Yui just buried her head into his shoulder.
"Oh! Before I forget, I kept this for you!" He reached into his back pocket and gave Yui a small pouch containing some coins. "I know it's not much, but it should be enough for food and accommodation for a few days while you're here."
"I wouldn't know where to begin!"
"Just find a cheap place for the night, and perhaps in the morning you could go ahead and find a crew."
Suddenly, a siren was heard, and fighting began to erupt in the middle of the island. Yui and Takoki-san could hear the commotion from all the way at the edge of the island where they were. They looked on over to the direction of the main plaza, and then Takoki-san loosened Yui's grip on him."I suppose that's my cue then." He walked toward the boat, turn around towards Yui who stood there, clutching the sack of coins, and gave a final bow, before stepping onto the boat. "You should get in there! A good old fashioned pirates' brawl is a great way to practice what I taught you!"
Yui stood there, sad that she would have to say goodbye to her most valued companion, but hopeful, as her future was right ahead of her, in the form of a massive battle in the centre of the island. As the boat moved away from the island, Yui ran towards the end of the dock and waved goodbye. Takoki-san waved back, and yelled out, "We'll meet again, Yui-san!"
As the boat became smaller in the distance, Yui turned back toward the fight. She wiped her tears away, and began to walk with a refined grace and determination. She was bound to become one of the greatest pirates who ever lived! As she walked, a short pirate wearing nothing but pink shorts and wielding a shortsword ran at her, yelling. He hadn't even gotten within ten feet of her before he was literally blown away by her punching at the air in his general direction. She smiled, tying the bag of coins to her belt. This is going to be great!
Yet another small boat arrived at the harbour of Lougetown, looking just as tattered and worn as the others; perhaps even more so, due to the fact that the only people on the boat were 19 year-old heiress to the Soramasu fortune, Yui Soramasu; and her most trusted butler, Takoki-san, an aging Fishman ex-pirate. As the boat began to dock, Yui slowly became more misty-eyed. She knew that her first step onto the island of Lougetown and into adventure would mean saying goodbye to Takoki-san, the one who had raised her since she was a child, and the one who had taught her everything she knew about becoming a pirate. As she held onto the rope of the sail, she looked over at Takoki-san, who was steering into port and getting ready to dock. "Yui-san, could you please lower the sail?" Yui did as she was asked, and the boat began to slow down. While on the open sea, Yui had been using her 'Kaze Bullet' technique to push the sail so that it moved at high speeds in the ocean, but now they had to slow down, so she could now relax for a while as she prepared to say goodbye to Takoki-san.
A few minutes have passed and Takoki-san had docked the boat. He stepped up to the harbour and held out his hand so that Yui could take it. She promptly did did so, and he helped her up onto the dock; bowing after he did so. She nodded at him, and then slowly pushed his head upwards, touching his chin. She gave him a hug, squeezing him as hard as she could. He was taken aback; despite their close relationship, he had always treated her like she was the master. Close contact like this was just not done, but Yui felt a huge influx of emotions and had to let it out. As she tightened her grip on him, she began to cry.
"You've been so good to me my whole life! *sniff* I'm really going to miss you Takoki-san!"
"I know, Yui-san. I know." He put his webbed, fishman hand on top of her head and comforted her."But I'm getting too old for this life, so I need to find somewhere to just settle down for the rest of my life. Hopefully we can see each other again someday, and you can show me how your Kaze Wushu is coming along!"
"What am I supposed to do now? I don't know anything about the real pirate's life!"
"You'll be fine. I've taught you everything I know, and you have a good heart. You're going to join an amazing crew and you are going to become a great pirate! I'm proud of you, Yui-san."
A tear began to roll down Takoki-san's cheek. He meant every word he said. He had raised this girl into a fine young pirate, and now he had to say farewell, but he had no doubt in his mind that she would ascend to greatness some day. Yui just buried her head into his shoulder.
"Oh! Before I forget, I kept this for you!" He reached into his back pocket and gave Yui a small pouch containing some coins. "I know it's not much, but it should be enough for food and accommodation for a few days while you're here."
"I wouldn't know where to begin!"
"Just find a cheap place for the night, and perhaps in the morning you could go ahead and find a crew."
Suddenly, a siren was heard, and fighting began to erupt in the middle of the island. Yui and Takoki-san could hear the commotion from all the way at the edge of the island where they were. They looked on over to the direction of the main plaza, and then Takoki-san loosened Yui's grip on him."I suppose that's my cue then." He walked toward the boat, turn around towards Yui who stood there, clutching the sack of coins, and gave a final bow, before stepping onto the boat. "You should get in there! A good old fashioned pirates' brawl is a great way to practice what I taught you!"
Yui stood there, sad that she would have to say goodbye to her most valued companion, but hopeful, as her future was right ahead of her, in the form of a massive battle in the centre of the island. As the boat moved away from the island, Yui ran towards the end of the dock and waved goodbye. Takoki-san waved back, and yelled out, "We'll meet again, Yui-san!"
As the boat became smaller in the distance, Yui turned back toward the fight. She wiped her tears away, and began to walk with a refined grace and determination. She was bound to become one of the greatest pirates who ever lived! As she walked, a short pirate wearing nothing but pink shorts and wielding a shortsword ran at her, yelling. He hadn't even gotten within ten feet of her before he was literally blown away by her punching at the air in his general direction. She smiled, tying the bag of coins to her belt. This is going to be great!
And now, everyone in the RP has posted at least once. That is great!
Alright, awesome, I got it done. Woo!
Jason had been searching for his brother, Alex ever since the outbreak began. When it happened, Jason and his father had come across Alex's school only to find it empty, save a few clues that a veteran like Jason's father could identify that showed that the military had been present. They lingered onto the hope that Alex could be alive as they headed from their Colorado home town of Glenwood Springs to Denver, the capital of Colorado. They spent a few weeks on the road, scrounging supplies from buildings they came across, until one day, they came across a small group of college students on the way out of Denver. The four of them told Jason and his father that Denver was far too dangerous, and had been ever since the outbreak began. These students had already lost two of their friends while trying to escape Denver, but they ended up reassuring them that Alex could've most likely been taken to Utah, since it's been known that Denver had been very hectic since very early in the apocalypse. And so, Jason and his father decided to join them.
Fast forward a few months later, and Jason had been reduced to walking down the stretch of highway towards Salt Lake City with his friend Robert, with nothing but half a bottle of water and a can of dog food between them. It was now the end of fall, and the two young men had been on the road for two days by this point. Things came to this because Andreas allowed the group to become too big, so naturally, it was much easier for someone to hide a bite from the rest of the group. When they turned in the middle of the night, Jason and Robert; who happened to be on watch at the time were the only ones who were able to grab their weapons and run, but not without trying their best to save the rest of the group before the screaming attracted more of the undead horde outside of camp. Jason's father was not able to see this happen, as he had been taken by the horde much earlier.
At this point the two men were utterly exhausted, after walking for the past two days with minimal supplies and only taking a few hours of uncomfortable sleep in cars each night. Once again, night began to fall, but this time, they found a diner on the side of the highway. Of course, they chose this as their camp for the night. Stupidly, they went to sleep without taking watch. They agreed to search for supplies in the morning.
They were woken up in the middle of the night by a flashlight glaring in their faces. "Who the fuck are you??" a loud booming voice exploded behind the blinding light.
Both men were visibly rattled, and they sat up holding their hands in front of their faces. "I won't ask you aga-"
"Yeah, we heard you!"
The light concentrated on Jason, the one who made the remark.
"You interruptin' me boy?
The man intimidated the guys with his tough, backwoods slur, and his impatient yelling. Robert saw that this was his chance and he slowly reached for his pistol.
Unfortunately, the man noticed this, and immediately pointed the light at Robert. An incredibly loud bang filled the room, and Robert promptly had a hole in his throat and was bleeding out, seizing up as he did so. Jason only had a few seconds to react as the man reloaded his gun (which was originally thought to be a mere flashlight). He grabbed his axe and swung wildly at the man's leg, bringing him to his knees. Jason then proceeded to get up as quickly as he could and swung into the back of the man's head, ending him. He took a moment to process what had just happened as he watched his friend slowly die. He didn't have long though, as he heard shouting coming from outside, and so he ran into the kitchen after grabbing his gun and axe, away from the sound of the man's potentially violent friends. As he passed through the kitchen, he noticed a rucksack that appeared to be full, standing on the floor, next to the back door. He grabbed it on the way out, without even looking through it as the situation was kind of urgent at the moment. He climbed over the chain link fence behind the diner after throwing over his axe and rucksack, and ran off into the forest, hoping they would not be able to follow him. He felt terrible for having to leave Robert behind, but he knew there was absolutely nothing he could do.
Although things were so shitty, Jason encountered a stroke of luck in the rucksack he had straight up stolen from the diner, as it had two canteens filled with water, and a week's supply of food; maybe two if he rationed it. He stayed in a cabin that he discovered for a few nights, praying that the people he killed and stole from would not find him. After staying there, he decided it was time to hit the road again, this time on his own.
He made his way back to the highway, and noticed a 1976 Dodge Charger slow down near a sign that said "Welcome to Salt Lake City". He decided to stop and go prone, so that he could see what would happen next. He was glad that there were very few shamblers walking around, because otherwise, this would've been a bad decision. Jason watched as the man pulled something out from the back of the car, and then open up what looked like a bottle, only to throw it away angrily. The man then began to walk past the sign, toward the city. Jason sighed to himself, since that also where he was going. He was not too fond of the idea of meeting strangers after all that had happened within the last week.
Fast forward a few months later, and Jason had been reduced to walking down the stretch of highway towards Salt Lake City with his friend Robert, with nothing but half a bottle of water and a can of dog food between them. It was now the end of fall, and the two young men had been on the road for two days by this point. Things came to this because Andreas allowed the group to become too big, so naturally, it was much easier for someone to hide a bite from the rest of the group. When they turned in the middle of the night, Jason and Robert; who happened to be on watch at the time were the only ones who were able to grab their weapons and run, but not without trying their best to save the rest of the group before the screaming attracted more of the undead horde outside of camp. Jason's father was not able to see this happen, as he had been taken by the horde much earlier.
At this point the two men were utterly exhausted, after walking for the past two days with minimal supplies and only taking a few hours of uncomfortable sleep in cars each night. Once again, night began to fall, but this time, they found a diner on the side of the highway. Of course, they chose this as their camp for the night. Stupidly, they went to sleep without taking watch. They agreed to search for supplies in the morning.
They were woken up in the middle of the night by a flashlight glaring in their faces. "Who the fuck are you??" a loud booming voice exploded behind the blinding light.
Both men were visibly rattled, and they sat up holding their hands in front of their faces. "I won't ask you aga-"
"Yeah, we heard you!"
The light concentrated on Jason, the one who made the remark.
"You interruptin' me boy?
The man intimidated the guys with his tough, backwoods slur, and his impatient yelling. Robert saw that this was his chance and he slowly reached for his pistol.
Unfortunately, the man noticed this, and immediately pointed the light at Robert. An incredibly loud bang filled the room, and Robert promptly had a hole in his throat and was bleeding out, seizing up as he did so. Jason only had a few seconds to react as the man reloaded his gun (which was originally thought to be a mere flashlight). He grabbed his axe and swung wildly at the man's leg, bringing him to his knees. Jason then proceeded to get up as quickly as he could and swung into the back of the man's head, ending him. He took a moment to process what had just happened as he watched his friend slowly die. He didn't have long though, as he heard shouting coming from outside, and so he ran into the kitchen after grabbing his gun and axe, away from the sound of the man's potentially violent friends. As he passed through the kitchen, he noticed a rucksack that appeared to be full, standing on the floor, next to the back door. He grabbed it on the way out, without even looking through it as the situation was kind of urgent at the moment. He climbed over the chain link fence behind the diner after throwing over his axe and rucksack, and ran off into the forest, hoping they would not be able to follow him. He felt terrible for having to leave Robert behind, but he knew there was absolutely nothing he could do.
Although things were so shitty, Jason encountered a stroke of luck in the rucksack he had straight up stolen from the diner, as it had two canteens filled with water, and a week's supply of food; maybe two if he rationed it. He stayed in a cabin that he discovered for a few nights, praying that the people he killed and stole from would not find him. After staying there, he decided it was time to hit the road again, this time on his own.
He made his way back to the highway, and noticed a 1976 Dodge Charger slow down near a sign that said "Welcome to Salt Lake City". He decided to stop and go prone, so that he could see what would happen next. He was glad that there were very few shamblers walking around, because otherwise, this would've been a bad decision. Jason watched as the man pulled something out from the back of the car, and then open up what looked like a bottle, only to throw it away angrily. The man then began to walk past the sign, toward the city. Jason sighed to himself, since that also where he was going. He was not too fond of the idea of meeting strangers after all that had happened within the last week.
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