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15 year old boy from the Philippines. I like books and games and food. Whoops, I just summed up my life.
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Chester picked the phone after hiding from a hoard of zombies that appeared right in front of the very book store he was in. "Andy? Tell me the directions. Which ways should I take to get to you?" Chester asked. He heard moaning from the other side of the line. He patiently waited for his answer. "There's still hope..." Chester mumbled to himself.
"Yeah I can hear you! Oh wait, he doesn't hear me..." Chester said with a bit of hope. He turned on the flashlight again and directed it to the CCTV as a signal that he got the message. "Book shop... It's right across... but damn there's a lot of zombies." He took out the knife he got from the store he used to work in and held it tightly. He checked if there were many zombies through the glass. "Fair amount... but I need to get there real quick." Chester said to himself. He readied himself. "This might be it."
He opened the door and ran as fast as he could only to remember that the floor's wet. When he reached the book store, he fell on his back and shouted out of pain. "Oh shit. This isn't good." said Chester when he noticed that he got the attention of some zombies. He stood up as fast as he could even if he was in pain. He opened the door of the book store and pushed the shelves of books to the front door. The door was shut tight and the zombies seems to have lost track of me. He went ahead and started finding the phone. "Back wall of the book shop, back wall of the book shop..." He kept reminding himself. He saw it. Right there. He never felt this much happiness. "Fuck yes!" He shouted out of joy. Little did he know there was an undead in the shop with him too. He picked up the phone and said, "Andy, it's me. The guy earlier. Chester's my na-" He was then grabbed by another zombie. This time he managed to kill the zombie with more ease than he did earlier. It only took him two stabs this time. He then picked up the phone that was hanging by the wire. "Andy, you there?
He opened the door and ran as fast as he could only to remember that the floor's wet. When he reached the book store, he fell on his back and shouted out of pain. "Oh shit. This isn't good." said Chester when he noticed that he got the attention of some zombies. He stood up as fast as he could even if he was in pain. He opened the door of the book store and pushed the shelves of books to the front door. The door was shut tight and the zombies seems to have lost track of me. He went ahead and started finding the phone. "Back wall of the book shop, back wall of the book shop..." He kept reminding himself. He saw it. Right there. He never felt this much happiness. "Fuck yes!" He shouted out of joy. Little did he know there was an undead in the shop with him too. He picked up the phone and said, "Andy, it's me. The guy earlier. Chester's my na-" He was then grabbed by another zombie. This time he managed to kill the zombie with more ease than he did earlier. It only took him two stabs this time. He then picked up the phone that was hanging by the wire. "Andy, you there?
After quite a lot of time hiding in the restroom, Chester finally came out. There was a hoard of zombies that came after him when he was signaling at the CCTV. Luckily, the brainless undead didn't follow further. He went out, checking if there were any zombies left, and waved at the CCTV once more. He then decided to seek his priorities.
"Food, weapons, clothes, water... Signal." Chester sighed. Signal was down. He couldn't contact his family. He opened up the flashlight of his iPhone. He checked his surroundings to see if there were any thing he could get. Nothing. What he did notice though, was the floor was wet and it smelled more awful than it already was earlier. "What the fuck happened here?" He noticed another CCTV camera. He directed the light from his phone towards the CCTV for a while. He then left to find more things.
"Fuck." There were lots of them there. He crouched his way out of the direction he was supposed to go. "What the fuck am I supposed to do now..." Chester said. He then faced the opposite direction to go back from where he cam from. "Shit!" He saw zombies coming towards him. They were slipping, as the floor is wet, but the numerous undead scared him. This was the most zombies he has ever seen. One last time, he aimed his iPhone's light towards the CCTV and ran to a clothing store. "I can't keep hiding... I need to find Andy..."
"Food, weapons, clothes, water... Signal." Chester sighed. Signal was down. He couldn't contact his family. He opened up the flashlight of his iPhone. He checked his surroundings to see if there were any thing he could get. Nothing. What he did notice though, was the floor was wet and it smelled more awful than it already was earlier. "What the fuck happened here?" He noticed another CCTV camera. He directed the light from his phone towards the CCTV for a while. He then left to find more things.
"Fuck." There were lots of them there. He crouched his way out of the direction he was supposed to go. "What the fuck am I supposed to do now..." Chester said. He then faced the opposite direction to go back from where he cam from. "Shit!" He saw zombies coming towards him. They were slipping, as the floor is wet, but the numerous undead scared him. This was the most zombies he has ever seen. One last time, he aimed his iPhone's light towards the CCTV and ran to a clothing store. "I can't keep hiding... I need to find Andy..."
One question, how many floors does this mall have? :3
Chester sneaked his way out of the few zombies he encountered earlier. He noticed that there were fewer in the way he went. "Guess they came from that direction." pointing the west. He then heard this announcement from this Andy guy. "Finally. Someone." He went to the restroom to see if there's any phone there. Unfortunately, he only found a payphone and a torn-up, deceased body. He then noticed a small red blinking light. He went towards it. "A CCTV... wait... didn't that Andy guy tell me to signal at the camera?" Without any hesitation, Chester waved back and forth at the camera, waiting for a response.
The groaning finally stopped. Silence. That's what Chester heard. "What am I supposed to do? Are there people out there? Am I the only one left? Either way, I need to find a safe place..." Chester mumbled to himself. He removed the boxes that blocked the door and slowly opened the door to take a peek. He pulled out his knife from his pocket. It was darker than he imagined. The room got eerier. The electricity might have been chewed by those "things". He was still confused on what was happening. He looked at the clock. "What? I was there for 30 minutes? "It's fucking dark here. I need to get my phone." He went out and focused his vision towards his phone, never looking at anything else.
Just when Chester moved towards the counter, he heard something. He quickly ducked and crawled his way towards the counter where he left his phone. He held his knife with a tighter grip as if he's ready to kill. He extended his arm towards the counter to reach his phone. He heard another sound. This time, it was the sound he heard when he locked himself up the stocks room. "Shit!" He planned on going back to the room where he felt safe but what he saw stopped him. "Jerry? You're alive? Thank goodness!" Chester exclaimed while getting nearer to Jerry who was standing still in the corner of the store. "Jerry, those things, are they wha-" Chester stopped. As he got closer to Jerry, he noticed his left ear was missing and his clothes covered in blood. His arms were missing flesh and his skin were grayish and greenish. He knew something was wrong. He knew something was terribly wrong. Then and there, Chester realized that the sound he heard earlier came from him. Chester took two steps back while Jerry was turning towards his direction. What Chester saw horrified him. "You a-aren't Jerry are you?*" A mutated Jerry that was bathed in blood was what he saw. "Zombies." He finally figured out. He was unable to move as if he was paralyzed. The mutated flesh-eating human suddenly lounged at him. "Fuck!" Chester was pushing his co-workers deformed neck while his other hand held the zombie's arm. He accidentally dropped the knife. He then realized it might be his end.
"Big brother! Promise me that we'll always be together no matter what! A flashback. He heard his Chelsea's sweet, innocent, angelic voice in his mind. Adrenaline kicked in. He shoved the zombie and quickly grabbed the knife from the floor. "I'm sorry Jerry, but I have to. You were a dumbass anyways." Chester forcefully said while his teeth were chattering and his body barely moving. He impaled the knife to the zombie's forehead. The zombie dropped, lifeless. Chester was in shock. He couldn't speak. He grabbed the knife from the lifeless body and ran to the entrance of the store he worked for almost a month. "Nothing's left for me there." Chester sighed while looking back. He slid his phone to his pocket and his knife to the pocket of his black hoodie. "Fuck. There's a lot of them there." He went to the east praying that he might find someone or at least something that can protect him.
Just when Chester moved towards the counter, he heard something. He quickly ducked and crawled his way towards the counter where he left his phone. He held his knife with a tighter grip as if he's ready to kill. He extended his arm towards the counter to reach his phone. He heard another sound. This time, it was the sound he heard when he locked himself up the stocks room. "Shit!" He planned on going back to the room where he felt safe but what he saw stopped him. "Jerry? You're alive? Thank goodness!" Chester exclaimed while getting nearer to Jerry who was standing still in the corner of the store. "Jerry, those things, are they wha-" Chester stopped. As he got closer to Jerry, he noticed his left ear was missing and his clothes covered in blood. His arms were missing flesh and his skin were grayish and greenish. He knew something was wrong. He knew something was terribly wrong. Then and there, Chester realized that the sound he heard earlier came from him. Chester took two steps back while Jerry was turning towards his direction. What Chester saw horrified him. "You a-aren't Jerry are you?*" A mutated Jerry that was bathed in blood was what he saw. "Zombies." He finally figured out. He was unable to move as if he was paralyzed. The mutated flesh-eating human suddenly lounged at him. "Fuck!" Chester was pushing his co-workers deformed neck while his other hand held the zombie's arm. He accidentally dropped the knife. He then realized it might be his end.
"Big brother! Promise me that we'll always be together no matter what! A flashback. He heard his Chelsea's sweet, innocent, angelic voice in his mind. Adrenaline kicked in. He shoved the zombie and quickly grabbed the knife from the floor. "I'm sorry Jerry, but I have to. You were a dumbass anyways." Chester forcefully said while his teeth were chattering and his body barely moving. He impaled the knife to the zombie's forehead. The zombie dropped, lifeless. Chester was in shock. He couldn't speak. He grabbed the knife from the lifeless body and ran to the entrance of the store he worked for almost a month. "Nothing's left for me there." Chester sighed while looking back. He slid his phone to his pocket and his knife to the pocket of his black hoodie. "Fuck. There's a lot of them there." He went to the east praying that he might find someone or at least something that can protect him.
Very interesting. I might join! Just one question: Can all races use any kind of weapon? Thanks. ^_^
WinterNightSky said
I wanted to state my interest. I've pretty much played almost all the Harvest Moon games and it would be interesting to see how an rp of it would turn out :)
Same! I love all HM games! I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to join. :D Been searching for a Harvest Moon RP for a while now :)
"Please come back again." Chester said while forcing a fake smile. The clock on the wall says 8:47PM. Almost 2 hours more 'till his shift is over. His co-workers went out for a late dinner so he was left alone at the store. He didn't like them anyways. Tick, tick, tick. The sound of the clock seemed to grow louder as time passed by and his boredom increased as well. He checked his phone to see if there's updates. None. He continued to stare at the usual store he worked in for almost a month. 8:48PM. "God! Can't you move faster?" Chester shrugged.
Footsteps. Chester didn't notice he fell asleep. He quickly fixed his hair and collar. 9:02PM. Chester stood up to welcome the customer. Or so he thought. "Run!!!" someone screamed. The footsteps grew louder. "Run!!!" another scream. Chester peeked out of the store. "Holy fuck!" Chester gasped. He looked out the other direction and saw someone or something coming towards his direction. He didn't know what to do. "Should I run? Should I hide? What do I do?" He told himself. Chester ran as fast as he can to the stocks room and locked himself up.
"What were those things?" He pushed the boxes and blocked the door. He noticed a knife on the floor and wondered how it got there. It might be useful. He grabbed the knife and put it in his pocket. He continued to pile up the boxes towards the door. "Fuck." He remembered he left his phone at the counter. "Chester?!" He heard a faint scream. "Chester? Where are you?! Chester it's me!" He knew who it was. It was Jerry. His co-worker. "Jerry?" He said but it seems he didn't hear it. He heard knocking. Jerry was knocking. "Chester! Let me in!" Chester removed the boxes, pushing them to his sides. The knocking continued. Just when he moved all the boxes, the knocking stopped. Chester mumbled "Jerry? Are you there?" He was confused. He peeked at the door knob. Jerry was still there. Except now he's being mauled by a thing. He wasn't quite sure what was it and heck, he didn't like what he saw. He quickly rearranged the boxes and turned off the lights and kept still at the corner of the stock room. He heard a sound. Moaning. He wasn't sure what to do. "Is Mom alright? Is Dad alright? Is my sister,Chelsea alright? Will I be alright?"
Footsteps. Chester didn't notice he fell asleep. He quickly fixed his hair and collar. 9:02PM. Chester stood up to welcome the customer. Or so he thought. "Run!!!" someone screamed. The footsteps grew louder. "Run!!!" another scream. Chester peeked out of the store. "Holy fuck!" Chester gasped. He looked out the other direction and saw someone or something coming towards his direction. He didn't know what to do. "Should I run? Should I hide? What do I do?" He told himself. Chester ran as fast as he can to the stocks room and locked himself up.
"What were those things?" He pushed the boxes and blocked the door. He noticed a knife on the floor and wondered how it got there. It might be useful. He grabbed the knife and put it in his pocket. He continued to pile up the boxes towards the door. "Fuck." He remembered he left his phone at the counter. "Chester?!" He heard a faint scream. "Chester? Where are you?! Chester it's me!" He knew who it was. It was Jerry. His co-worker. "Jerry?" He said but it seems he didn't hear it. He heard knocking. Jerry was knocking. "Chester! Let me in!" Chester removed the boxes, pushing them to his sides. The knocking continued. Just when he moved all the boxes, the knocking stopped. Chester mumbled "Jerry? Are you there?" He was confused. He peeked at the door knob. Jerry was still there. Except now he's being mauled by a thing. He wasn't quite sure what was it and heck, he didn't like what he saw. He quickly rearranged the boxes and turned off the lights and kept still at the corner of the stock room. He heard a sound. Moaning. He wasn't sure what to do. "Is Mom alright? Is Dad alright? Is my sister,Chelsea alright? Will I be alright?"
^Same :D
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