Since I have seen, and used Iwaku, I highly suggest the people who are undecided to vote for it. It would give greater options for someones RPING style, and a greater number of people would be attracted to this wonderful series, due to Iwaku's large number of RPERS. Anyhow, I vote for Iwaku.
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Ellis - Dilapidated House - Emma/Monica
Ellis agreed to watch the little bit of supplies that the two had, he needed somewhere safe to rest, and this was the best he could do for now. He sat against a crumbling wall with his knees to his chest, and thoughts dancing through out him. He now had plenty of time to think about everything wrong that has happened to him, but as his forehead begun to sweat, his eyes began to blur, and he could feel the sense of another blackout.
Ellis agreed to watch the little bit of supplies that the two had, he needed somewhere safe to rest, and this was the best he could do for now. He sat against a crumbling wall with his knees to his chest, and thoughts dancing through out him. He now had plenty of time to think about everything wrong that has happened to him, but as his forehead begun to sweat, his eyes began to blur, and he could feel the sense of another blackout.
Ellis-house-Monica/Emma
Ellis smiled, and gladly accepted the offer to come inside. As he did so, he noticed the house looked to be run down, and in awful condition.
"This is probably not the safest of safe houses." stated Ellis as he turned to Monica,
"Would you like me to sit?" he asked.
(Sorry for the wait, and bad post. Some things in my life are just....chaotic)
Ellis smiled, and gladly accepted the offer to come inside. As he did so, he noticed the house looked to be run down, and in awful condition.
"This is probably not the safest of safe houses." stated Ellis as he turned to Monica,
"Would you like me to sit?" he asked.
(Sorry for the wait, and bad post. Some things in my life are just....chaotic)
Ellis-House-Emma/Monica
Ellis sighed, it was a low toned sigh, but none the less a sign of his frustration. If these strangers kept this up he would only grow more angry and unstable till his split personality surfaced, and he knew the only solution Andy would want. He lowered his Stockman knife and looked to the young girl,
"I'm not being anything but kind, so that's bull dust. Pig's arse to drop my weapon though, so I'll just put it away, and if that's not right, then shoot me dead." Ellis finished his sentence with a chilly tone, while his accent and Australian slang stuck out like a red thumb. Ellis looked to the older women as she approached the two,
"neither do I." stated Ellis as he placed his knife inside his jacket pocket. Ellis looked to the young girl,
"Happy?" he asked, holding his hands in the air for both of the survivors to see.
Ellis sighed, it was a low toned sigh, but none the less a sign of his frustration. If these strangers kept this up he would only grow more angry and unstable till his split personality surfaced, and he knew the only solution Andy would want. He lowered his Stockman knife and looked to the young girl,
"I'm not being anything but kind, so that's bull dust. Pig's arse to drop my weapon though, so I'll just put it away, and if that's not right, then shoot me dead." Ellis finished his sentence with a chilly tone, while his accent and Australian slang stuck out like a red thumb. Ellis looked to the older women as she approached the two,
"neither do I." stated Ellis as he placed his knife inside his jacket pocket. Ellis looked to the young girl,
"Happy?" he asked, holding his hands in the air for both of the survivors to see.
Shannon - Cells - Magnus and co.
Groaning at the performance going on at the front of the cell, Shannon stepped closer to the man named Damian. She looked him in the eyes and glared, not caring he was an acquaintance of Rob's. "You've been here longer, so you must have some idea what's happening. If I think you're holding out on us, almost my entire group is in here with us, so don't think I won't try to get it out of you." Damian shot Rob a look He seemed to think her out of line, but Shannon didn't care.
"Holly's here too," Damian said to Rob's question, talking slowly. Richard's shouting caused him to pause, but eventually he continued and said, "Her and I managed to get away, but it was way too chaotic. The area I had secured was suddenly overflowing with the monsters. We tried to clear another area out, but eventually I made the call to travel to a smaller city." Sighing, the man crossed his arms. "So, here we are. I've only been in here for a few days, to be honest. That guy has told me the same things he's told your group. He's pulled people away and I swear I've heard them screaming, but maybe I'm just losing it."
He looked to Richard now, who seemed to be losing it himself. "What, you going to shoot me?!" Richard cried, staring at the girl with the boy. "You won't do it. You could have done that before locking me in here." When Alex tried to pull him away, Richard shook him out of his grasp. Luke tried to calm him down next, but Richard outright pushed him away. Shannon felt this cell was becoming too chaotic. She looked to Danny, for she knew he was Richard's friend, but he was sitting with his head in the sand. She left Damian and grabbed her best friend by the arm.
"Dan, come on. Say something. Do something."
Danny gave her a heavy sigh, still not looking up. "We're all fucking angry, Shannon. Does it matter?"
Did she ever want to hit him. With a vexed noise, Shannon stood up and approached Richard as he slammed against the bars once again. Luke seemed unsure if he wanted to try and stop him once again, but Shannon knew what would get Danny's attention. She grabbed Richard now, attempting to push him against the wall. He wasn't the biggest man, but he had enough strength to angrily retaliate, caring little for her gender. She fell backwards on to the floor, with a yelp, playing up the pain in the situation. Richard stared down at her, realizing what he'd done, just in time for Danny to slam him against the wall. Not the biggest guy himself, it was enough to shock Richard into submission as he slowly slid against the wall and to the ground.
"Fucking hell," Danny grumbled, turning around. "I'm not the leader here. I shouldn't be expected to do this." He looked to Luke and Alex, and shrugged. "Aside from me, you two are the veterans here. Figure it out." With that, Danny moved to sit down once again.
Looking uncharacteristically unsure with himself, Luke turned to Magnus once again. "I'm sorry about that. What are you... attempting to fix?"
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Monica - Dilapidated Building - Emma/Ellis
Emma was only just stirring awake now, so Monica greeted her warmly in the next room over. With the home mostly in disrepair, this was the only room they could really sit and relax in; Emma needed all the relaxation she could get until her wounds were fully healed. Monica sat down in one the two chairs and placed a bottle of water next to a plate of crackers and apple slices. She smiled, offering it to Emma, though Monica wasn't happy to have to give the girl fruit stolen from another group to eat. "It's not much, but I've been on my own for a while. I can live off a little if I try, but I can't let you do that. I'll get more for tomorrow."
A moment of silence stretched out between them, Monica eventually getting up to look out the window. The glass had broken in at some point, so Monica had managed to install a clear plastic panel in its place. It wouldn't keep out biters too well, but it wasn't biters Monica was afraid of. People were less likely to check out a building as rough as this one.
Though, it seemed that didn't appear to be the case for everyone. A boy stepped out from behind a tree across the street, alarming Monica and causing her to duck down from the window. He had been walking toward the building, so she figured he must have seen her. She held out a hand to indicate that Emma should keep silent, stepping up to the doorway with a knife gripped in her hand. She waited a moment until she figured he was outside the door before speaking through it. It wasn't very sturdy, so no doubt he'd hear her without her having to yell. "You've seen this place," she said. "We don't have anything."
Emma - Building - Monica/Ellis
Emma had enjoyed the 2 days of rest Monica had allowed her. Even still, it nagged her that she was laying around while Enrique and the others where off only God knew where. When Monica woke her up that morning, she'd instantly felt the same soreness she experienced every time she'd tried to move over the past days. She pulled the thread-bare blanket over her shoulders, instantly reminded that her simple, black tank-top did nothing to keep the cold from her skin.
When Monica left the room, Emma waited a couple beats before slipping from the bed. Her socks, which she didn’t dare to smell for fear of knocking herself, touched the wood floor and she could slightly feel a chill. She reached into her backpack pulling out her only spare shirt, reminding herself that she'd have to find more clothes before long.
She slid her arms through the shirt, buttoning it to the second to last button. She didn't bother picking up her jacket; it was so tattered that it didn't serve a purpose any longer. She added a jacket to the list of things she needed, and stepped to the door. She opened the door and met Monica in the other room, wolfing down the plate she was given.
Her eating was interrupted when Monica threw her hand up in caution. She glanced out the window and saw the boy: from what she could tell, her looked her age. His hair was a lighter shade of red than hers, but his face wasn't as hard set as hers. She guessed he probably wasn't as agressive as her, either.
The boy didn't look too threatening, but if she'd learned anything over the past 8 months, it was that people were naturally deceptive. Despite objections from Monica, Emma went to the back of the room, opening a window to the alley. She jumped to the ground, checking to make sure no walkers threatened her safety. She confirmed that she was good to go and rounded the building.
She took her gun from her waistband, aiming it straight at the boy. She eyed his weapon and called for his attention. "Hey! Put it down, now!"
Ellis-Building-Monica/Emma
Ellis waited by the crumbling door only for a moment or two before a older women spoke, the door was in such bad shape that she didn't even need to yell for Ellis to hear through it. In reality, the whole house that he saw the two girls in was in bad shape, only the desperate would resign in such a place. Where is the other girl anyway? thought Ellis before he called out to the older women,
"I gathered that you two had nothing, if I thought differently, and was willing to, I would already of been inside, and had at least one of you hurt. I only wanted to talk, I haven't seen another human in 6 months" said Ellis as he heard the "stomping" of the other female. That made Ellis only curios, and of course he knew the two reasons another person would sneak up on him in a apocalypse, either they were raiders, or they viewed him as a threat. Either way, he still approached the corner he heard the sound come from, and as he did, the other girl turned it, as he raised his Stockmon knife to her throat, she raised her gun from the holster, its barrel pointed at the right side of his chest. There body's would of been touching if the gun wasn't between them. She called for Ellis to drop his weapon, but of course he didn't.
"well maybe I would if you didn't point your gun at me," started Ellis as he stared into the young girls eyes,
"and If you didn't try to sneak up on me and go flat out, you would of had a better advantage, but it seemed that you were careless, and since I'm nackered, I should of had a smaller chance to catch you." stated Ellis, it seemed his strong Australian accent showed when he spoke.
Appearance: 
Name : Annie Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Cloth sewing, basic first aid, high survivalist skill, and basic stitching.
Preferred Weapons (up to three) : Pocket Knife, Bow and Arrows(15 arrows), and a Fire Axe.
Personality : Extremely intelligent, Cunning, With drawn, optimist, and so much more to discover.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
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Appearance :
Name : Ellis Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Basic First Aid, Basic tracking Skill, Basic sewing skill, Good Scavenger, and a incredible tactician.
Preferred Weapons: Survival Knife, Stockman Knife, and nail baseball bat.
Personality : Intelligent, Kind, Loving, very quite, slightly gullible, violent only when its needed, helpful, and more. Split personality: Cunning, Manipulative, twisted, evil, controlling, level headed, and prideful.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
Name : Annie Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Cloth sewing, basic first aid, high survivalist skill, and basic stitching.
Preferred Weapons (up to three) : Pocket Knife, Bow and Arrows(15 arrows), and a Fire Axe.
Personality : Extremely intelligent, Cunning, With drawn, optimist, and so much more to discover.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
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Appearance :
Name : Ellis Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Basic First Aid, Basic tracking Skill, Basic sewing skill, Good Scavenger, and a incredible tactician.
Preferred Weapons: Survival Knife, Stockman Knife, and nail baseball bat.
Personality : Intelligent, Kind, Loving, very quite, slightly gullible, violent only when its needed, helpful, and more. Split personality: Cunning, Manipulative, twisted, evil, controlling, level headed, and prideful.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
Ellieneighborhood streetAnyone
Ellie walked for hours, and hours, looking through house after house. All seemed to be empty, and every single one had at least one walker inside them. Lucky enough for the young 15 year old, he managed to sneak up to most of them, sliding a blade into their skull, dropping them. It was only this last house he had trouble with, he checked the windows, all but the second bedroom could be seen through, suggesting nothing to be inside besides a walker in the kitchen, but the young teen knew better then to believe his eyes. He slowly walked to the back door, opening the white paint peeling door, and peeked his head inside. Three walkers sat inside by a large sofa in the living room, while the same walker that Ellie seen was in the kitchen, all four staring blankly at the air above or in front of them. Ellie managed to open to the door just enough to slip inside, and slowly and quietly sneak into the kitchen. As he did so, the walker was looking out the kitchen window, his back turned to Ellis. Ellis quickly walked behind him, he was no longer crouching, but instead stood as he drove his survival knife through the skull of the walker. He then returned his survival knife to his pocket.
"I'm sorry." mumbled Ellis as he heard the walker drop to the hard floor, causing a thud! to ego through the house. Moans and groans were heard as the three walkers in the living room drew closer, the sound of their shuffling feet hitting his eyes like poison to Romeo. Ellis quickly drew his nail baseball bat from his tent bag strapped to his back, and readied a swig at the corner of the kitchen. As a female walker turned the corner, Ellis's swig priced her skull with such force the bat be came stick in the skull of the walker as she fell dead. With two more walkers turning the corner, Ellis took four steps back, grabbing his survival knife from his pocket, lunging it into the bottom of jaw of the male walker as he neared, the weight of the undead being pushed the semi heavy boy back, as he struggled to push the knife deeper, so it could reach the undead's skull, he kicked his knees, not only breaking his legs, but causing him to fall to ground, but not before Ellis grabbed him be his hair, forcing the blade fully through the jaw and into the brain, killing him. As the battle was over, the final walker grabbed his arm, snapping his jaw as he was a mere inch away from biting him. Thinking quick, Ellis did what he had just done, and kicked the undead man's knee's, breaking them like he did to the previous walker. Only as the undead man fell, Ellis ran, slamming the back door behind him. He walked for another hour, only a small bag of cheezits and half a bottle of water left for his supplies. He was about to enter another house before he saw movement inside, expecting it to be another walker, he hid behind a tree, peeking out just in time to catch a glimpse of two women. Their people, more human beings... thought Ellis as he hid behind the tree for a moment, until deciding to take a chance and approach the two. He slowly walked towards the house, hoping for the best.
Ellie walked for hours, and hours, looking through house after house. All seemed to be empty, and every single one had at least one walker inside them. Lucky enough for the young 15 year old, he managed to sneak up to most of them, sliding a blade into their skull, dropping them. It was only this last house he had trouble with, he checked the windows, all but the second bedroom could be seen through, suggesting nothing to be inside besides a walker in the kitchen, but the young teen knew better then to believe his eyes. He slowly walked to the back door, opening the white paint peeling door, and peeked his head inside. Three walkers sat inside by a large sofa in the living room, while the same walker that Ellie seen was in the kitchen, all four staring blankly at the air above or in front of them. Ellie managed to open to the door just enough to slip inside, and slowly and quietly sneak into the kitchen. As he did so, the walker was looking out the kitchen window, his back turned to Ellis. Ellis quickly walked behind him, he was no longer crouching, but instead stood as he drove his survival knife through the skull of the walker. He then returned his survival knife to his pocket.
"I'm sorry." mumbled Ellis as he heard the walker drop to the hard floor, causing a thud! to ego through the house. Moans and groans were heard as the three walkers in the living room drew closer, the sound of their shuffling feet hitting his eyes like poison to Romeo. Ellis quickly drew his nail baseball bat from his tent bag strapped to his back, and readied a swig at the corner of the kitchen. As a female walker turned the corner, Ellis's swig priced her skull with such force the bat be came stick in the skull of the walker as she fell dead. With two more walkers turning the corner, Ellis took four steps back, grabbing his survival knife from his pocket, lunging it into the bottom of jaw of the male walker as he neared, the weight of the undead being pushed the semi heavy boy back, as he struggled to push the knife deeper, so it could reach the undead's skull, he kicked his knees, not only breaking his legs, but causing him to fall to ground, but not before Ellis grabbed him be his hair, forcing the blade fully through the jaw and into the brain, killing him. As the battle was over, the final walker grabbed his arm, snapping his jaw as he was a mere inch away from biting him. Thinking quick, Ellis did what he had just done, and kicked the undead man's knee's, breaking them like he did to the previous walker. Only as the undead man fell, Ellis ran, slamming the back door behind him. He walked for another hour, only a small bag of cheezits and half a bottle of water left for his supplies. He was about to enter another house before he saw movement inside, expecting it to be another walker, he hid behind a tree, peeking out just in time to catch a glimpse of two women. Their people, more human beings... thought Ellis as he hid behind the tree for a moment, until deciding to take a chance and approach the two. He slowly walked towards the house, hoping for the best.
Appearance:
Name : Annie Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Cloth sewing, basic first aid, high survivalist skill, and basic stitching.
Preferred Weapons (up to three) : Pocket Knife, Bow and Arrows(15 arrows), and a Fire Axe.
Personality : Extremely intelligent, Cunning, With drawn, optimist, and so much more to discover.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
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Appearance :
Name : Ellis Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Basic First Aid, Basic tracking Skill, Basic sewing skill, Good Scavenger, and a incredible tactician.
Preferred Weapons: Survival Knife, Stockman Knife, and nail baseball bat.
Personality : Intelligent, Kind, Loving, very quite, slightly gullible, violent only when its needed, helpful, and more. Split personality: Cunning, Manipulative, twisted, evil, controlling, level headed, and prideful.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
Name : Annie Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Cloth sewing, basic first aid, high survivalist skill, and basic stitching.
Preferred Weapons (up to three) : Pocket Knife, Bow and Arrows(15 arrows), and a Fire Axe.
Personality : Extremely intelligent, Cunning, With drawn, optimist, and so much more to discover.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
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Appearance :
Name : Ellis Sprit
Age : 15
Skill : Basic First Aid, Basic tracking Skill, Basic sewing skill, Good Scavenger, and a incredible tactician.
Preferred Weapons: Survival Knife, Stockman Knife, and nail baseball bat.
Personality : Intelligent, Kind, Loving, very quite, slightly gullible, violent only when its needed, helpful, and more. Split personality: Cunning, Manipulative, twisted, evil, controlling, level headed, and prideful.
Brief Bio : Annie and her twin brother Ellis were once a small family who lived in a little town in Australia with their father and mother. It was a quite a life, one that bared many wonderful memory's for the two, until one dreadful day their mother got diagnosed with a rare cancer, and died a mere two week after. Both her and her twin managed to escape there home country on a refuge boat fleeing to America after the beginning of the outbreak, only to be on separate ships and lose their father along the way.
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