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Pokemon: Our World

Hi. I'd really like to play. And I can co-GM if you need that too. I saw it mentioned and wasn't sure if that was still needed.

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Wah wah. Good luck to the survivors!

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Sophia - On the Bridge Railing

Sophia didn't have the pistol but took Alex's water and sipped it. When he told her he believed in her, she wasn't exactly sure what to do with those words or what he really meant by them. She handed back the water and found a post to watch for problems. She found a spot on the bridge that she could shimmy up higher and see in all directions. And if things went really south, she could keep going and hide out like she had in the tree when all of this had started.

Looking out, she could see the first dead-heads coming through the parked road traffic. From the other direction, it still looked clear, but that was all the way across the bridge and getting stuck in the middle would really mess up their day. It wasn't a huge leap for her brain to think about survival, she had figured out how to avoid danger at school and at home even before the world had ended.

"We need to be going," she says, her voice not much higher than the wind. She needed to work on that. "Alex. Angela. We need to go!" she tried a little louder.

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Sophia
Sophia is the first to awaken. Whether it was the lap she was on, the cushion of an overloaded car, or pure luck, she is only sore from the crash. She slips from any confines easily enough and moves to the light, slipping on broken glass and blood. In the dark, she can't tell if the limbs she is stepping over are are bent funny or just misshapen by the shadows of nightfall.

Sophia clears the window, cutting her arms on the glass and scratching her legs on the way out. From her new vantage point she can see that they are dangerously close to the edge of the bridge. And their car is totaled. Even if they could right it, the front end is smashed in and useless, the engine colder than the undead.

Looking back in the car, she can't tell if anyone is alive or not. The wind blows, bringing with it the sound of the dead, shambling and groaning. They will be here soon. She needs to hide. She opens the rear passenger door. It creaks and fights her efforts, but finally it comes. Inside, Alex is closest to her and she shakes the woman's shoulder.

"Angie. Wake up. Angie," she says. Her voice is a worried whisper, urgent for someone to be alive but worried of drawing the wrong attention down on them.

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Sophia

Sophia was still in a daze. She had been pulled along by someone, she wasn't sure who, and only remembered Doris's body growing smaller, colder, deader as a heavy arm pulled her down the hallway. Her fingers felt numb where they had gripped and been gripped by the old woman as she was shot in the chest.

Sounds echoed around the girl's consciousness but none of them registered in her mind. They were just auditory waves washing over her like a rock on a beach, undisturbed by the water's rush and tide. Nothing made sense, it was happening too fast. She should be able to put it together, she wasn't stupid. She wasn't that young. Thirteen was old enough to do a lot of things. Like, stay at home by yourself and put yourself to bed at night. It was old enough to know to hide from your father if he came home smelling like the bar. Thirteen was old enough to take yourself to goddamn school every day because no one else would and they served lunch there. And thirteen was even old enough to use words like shit and f*uck, even if only occasionally and without a full comprehension of their weight.

Thirteen was not old enough to watch one of the few people in the world that took care of you shot by a random bullet and then continue on like nothing happened. "Doriiis!" the scream finally formed on her tongue and came out her lips. Life was a blur, wind whipped, engines roared, and heavy ammunitions above them roared down on the horrors behind.

Sophia came to briefly as she was stuffed into a car. It made sense, to be in a car. That had been Doris's plan, to get away from here. She was sitting on someone's lap. She didn't know what was happening and she didn't know what to do, so she said nothing. She just sobbed lightly into someone's shoulder as they car took off.

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Wah! Doris!! :'(
I was at work all yesterday and will be again today. May not get a post up till Monday night. Just letting you know.

For the players: Sophia will follow the others after someone pulls her away. I only got to skim through Doris dying this morning and now I'm late. :)

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Sophia and Doris
If Sophia had been old enough to swear, she might have. Doris filled the gap with her own expletive as another stranger came barreling into their group, this one accompanied by moans and dead things.

"Like I said before," Doris said. "We need to get the hell out of here. No time for the offices. Let's find an exit that's not swarming with dead things. Who knows if that's even possible at this point."

Doris is renewed enough from her rest to at least pretend she's not tired, or in pain. Sophia takes her hand like normal and together, the duo gives each other courage and strength. "This way," Doris points, heading them deeper into the school.

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Sophia and Doris

Doris is nearly up the stairs when the others return and Sophia is there helping her the rest of the way. She says, "we should find the offices. Less likely to have deaders in them, I think, and you'd be surprised what high school personnel keep in their desks. Might even find some bottled water or food if we're lucky."

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Sophia and Doris

Sophia shakes her hands nervously seeing the two dead women breaking from the pack. She doesn't want to sound an alarm, in fear of alerting more to their position, but also needs to convey that time is running out. She squirmed at the door, still holding it open, waiting for one of the adults to pay her any attention.

Meanwhile, Doris breaths deeply at the wall, collecting herself for the next move they would need to make. She looks ahead into the rest of the school and tries to get an idea what they might find further inside. Is there a lot of blood on the floor and walls? Messages warning of danger inside? Maybe they could find a classroom they could lock themselves in for a couple hours of needed sleep. But then with the horde of them in the gym below, it might be better to just leave. This place would never be safe for them.

"We need to go. Get back to the bus and get out of here," she says to the air. Only Sophia can hear her tired words. "We never should have come here."

Strings of Fate: A Magical Girl Roleplay

If anyone still around wants to join HangedMan and I in killing a Minotaur Error in Municipio XII, feel free to find yourself there. I think it might be cool if his powers make the streets of Rome a maze and alters reality so that everyone ends up in the same area by trying to catch him in your own Municipal. And then we can figure out who's still interested and playing and recreate a single group from the five or six people still participating.