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Attack Girls Swim Team VS The Undead!

You are a high school student, maybe you're in the swim team, maybe you're a water assassin, it doesn't matter! What matters is that the swim meet is coming up in one day. But, the only thing that is stopping the swim team is the virus that is going around the school. Doctors come to give out vaccines, however, students and teachers alike begin acting odd and eating the other students out.
The secret to the cure is in the pool water! Join the swim team, or die trying to save yourself!

Rules
1. Only one water assassin
2. Only one flute charmer - Dahlia Hawthorne
3. When the apocalypse starts, you must swim in the pool prior to injections to rid yourself of the vaccine's negative effects.
4. zombies can talk and run and swing axes and chainsaws and juggle and pull torches from the nether realm and make them all disappear

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Sexuality: lesboz r recommended for this rp
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"Yuko, now would be the time to get in between this. The more you wait, the more likely they would harm one another." She said, giving the God a mental nudge so that she was able to make the move. The more she thought of this, the more she had realized how great of a scene this was, maybe then the young Goddess would be able to make new friends?
Just got back from a walk
I'll make a post now


"No, I don't know how to drive worth shit. I think? I never drove a car before, man I should've though! But don't worry, I'll get us both out alive." Delilah grumbled as she stood around the sports room. She waited for Beatrix to gather whatever she needed, and while she did that, the girl traded out her broom for a baseball bat as well. She held the metal rod in both hands and nodded with satisfaction as she could see the quality with power. "Ohoho, hell yeah!"

"Whoa whoa... Wait..." From outside, the tall blonde could hear footsteps... Of some sort? She pushed the cart aside and opened the door to the room. "Holy fuck, it's some kid and two random girls." Well, what an odd series of events. "Yo shit, I'm sorry, I'm bad with names and all of that." Delilah tried to be friendly with them, well. She was trying. If it meant her and Beatrix's survival, she'd better make some friends. "Mind if me and my little lady friend here tag along?"

She cleared her throat and swung her baseball bat around nonchalantly. Now that she thought about it, her manners were subpar, and the way she had spoken to them sounded rather... Poorly executed.


"Almost there!" Delilah called out. She put in the last digit and successfully pried the lock off. She dug through her items such as magazines that weren't safe for work, empty candy wrappers, and some stale pieces of gum. Finally, she whipped out her heavy gloves, which were bright red in color and was covered with weights at the knuckles, both weighing more than enough to knock down a brute.

Delilah slipped on the gloves and squeezed the palm of her hand, nodding in assurance as she ran forward to aid Beatrix. "Let's test these bad boys out!" Obviously, she was going to do the stupid thing and spar a zombie head on.

Whatever. Anime logic.

She approached the corpse the Russian had yet to finished and slammed her fist into it's skull. The blonde could feel the bone breaking, and the weights of her knuckles digging deep into the moist tissue of the brain. "Sheiße!" It was a rush, as if she had killed someone! Oh. Right.

"You wanted to go to the sports room, right? Lead the way." Delilah wiped the blood on her jacket and shrugged her shoulders, acting surprisingly cool for someone who killed a couple of undead students. She picked up her broomstick and awaited Beatrix's reaction before continuing onwards with their escape.


"1... 2... 3!" She swiped a broomstick, flung the door of the maintenance room open, and began her pursuit to the location of her locker, which was located in the hallway opposite to theirs. Immediately, she was faced with a corpse whom had managed to linger about in the school. She used the hilt of the broom to jab it aggressively into the abdomen of the creature, pushing it back so that she had breathing room to plot out her next attack. As the zombie. Creature. Thing, was shoved against the window of the hallway, Delilah could see something falling... Spiraling down from what it appeared to be the rooftop. Students were killing themselves? They had already given up?

"Gah!" The thought caught her off guard, allowing the corpse to push her back and clench her shoulders. Again, she pushed it back, and this time sealed its fate with a fatal blow to the temple of its forehead.

"God damn." Delilah rolled her shoulders and turned her head to spare Beatrix a glance. "We're close as fuck right now, I can feel it in the bottom of my loins!" She turned a corner and continued on. If they wanted to survive they had to be quick. "I'll be around the corner, I'll be quick I promise." The blonde skidded down the hallway, maneuvering herself through the school so she could make it to her locker.

Hopefully, Beatrix would get her back as she unlocked the damned thing to retrieve her babies.
who what


"Is that so?" Delilah rubbed her chin and nodded, agreeing with Breatix's idea with going to the sports room. "I have to go to my locker first, I have gloves that are worth using." The girl had a pair of gloves fitted with weights to make punches harder with blunt force. Since she was so avid with boxing, it wouldn't be out of the question to own a pair of gloves. Besides, everyone was frolicking around with flamethrowers and katanas, a heavily weighted pair of gloves would be subpar with those items.

"We can always upgrade them too... First we're going to my locker, try to find something here like a broom or a pipe." She said. Delilah took it upon herself to search through the clutter. "So impending doom had to be today? When I planned on-HURK-" The tall blonde ripped a rusted pipe from a sink. Pulling it out wasn't much trouble since the sink had already grown old, which allowed the pipe to give away easily. She continued on with ranting, "Going out to settle unfinished business... Guh, here, take this pipe." She placed it in the Russian's hands, giving her a reassured nod. "You seem to be taking everything well, nice, Little Lady." As praise, she patted the top of her head and continued on. "So, we goin, or what?"


Everyone had quickly begun fleeing the area, and as the sounds of screaming echoed throughout Delilah's brain, she quickly shot up from her seat and began glancing about in a panicked frenzy. "What the hell is happening?" She hissed, her eyes finally resting on Beatrix, the girl whom she let tag along. Obviously, it was morally wrong to just leave her there, so she grabbed her wrist, yanked the girl out of her seat, and began running out of the large room.

There was something there... Something inhuman, that caught her eye. Sure, it had been a student once, but the more she had gotten a good look at what was approaching her, the more she had realized how alienated it was, and how soulless its eyes were.

She let go of Beatrix's wrist and quickly grabbed a hold of a folding chair. Violently, the young woman swung it, slamming the thick metal furniture against the head of the shambling being. She let out a small grunt as she could feel the force of the skull press agains the cold metal, and shivered as she had realized that it was dead once and for all.

"Let's go, little lady!" It was no time to dwell in her thoughts. She snatched the girl's wrist again and left the cluttered room once and for all.

Delilah had lead her back inside the school where they would at least be able to stock up on items before heading back out once more to leave. A plan would be in order, why not do it in an empty classroom? Ironically, the two had found themselves in the maintenance club room, which was filled with a few items of worth. "Sorry for dragging you around." She muttered as she let go of Beatrix to sift through various drawers and desks. "Damn, not enough for the both of us. I'll use some items from my locker."
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