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And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

Alright then. I'll be on from time to time so just tell me when you guys have made a decision. Lord Zee, if you decide to reboot this and need help with anything at all, feel free to message me. I'd love to discuss and exchange ideas with you.

Oh and before anything else, we should do a roll call and see who's active and still willing to participate.

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

We might be rebooting it ourselves if you are interested.

@Lord Zee

Sure. But it would be quite confusing without Lucas because we were working on a collab. Unless you plan on changing the story up a bit.

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

Sorry for abandoning this rp. Err.. life got in the way. I wasn't in any important scene, though, so i'm glad I didn't hold anyone back from posting. However, if Lucas comes back and decides to continue/reboot this rp then i'd be down for it.

Highschool of the Dead: Trapped

Sorry, I was out on a trip and I just got back.

I've been extremely busy lately and unfortunately, i'm gonna have to leave this rp.

Highschool of the Dead: Trapped

Gonna write a post. Sorry for the delay. Been busy. @Avalant

Highschool of the Dead: Trapped

What seemed to be a normal day turned into a gut-wrenching, horrific, and frightening day.

Sweat broke out from the sides of her face as she clenched her hands together, trying to keep them from shaking. She sat on the floor in a quiet and empty hallway. The only hallway that hasn't yet been breached by the mass of the undead. Her breathing was unsteady, and her eyes unfocused.

*10 minutes earlier*

Good. None of the delinquents that hung around the back of the school to smoke were around today. Ayano breathed a sigh of relief, now planning to return to her classroom. As she made her way back inside the building, she couldn't shake the ominous feeling that something big was about to happen.

AHHH!

Suddenly, screams could be heard one after another from inside the classrooms. She could hear screams of anguish, tables and chairs falling and being thrown around, and windows breaking. There was utter chaos as the students began to fill the hallways, leaving their classrooms in horror and panic. "What's going on?" she asked one of girls that was running toward her. "Z-z-zombies.." the girl answered, frightened yet unsure.

"What?"

"Th-they're eating people." She shook involuntarily as tears started to stream down her face.
Before Ayano could ask her anything else, a student with blood on his mouth and his uniform ran toward them. He looked strange, like he wasn't himself. The look in his eyes were the eyes of a predator hunting down its prey, and it sent shivers down her spine. He lunged at them, and Ayano quickly pushed the girl off aside, grabbing the knife from the sheath that was wrapped around her leg just under her skirt. The sharp knife pierced through his chest, and he dropped to the ground, screaming in pain before slowly losing consciousness. "What the hell is going on?!" Her voice trembled, and her hands slightly shook from the shock of stabbing a fellow student. She looked at the girl to search for answers, but she was already gone from sight. She must have ran away.

Ayano quickly ran toward her classroom, desperate to look for her two best friends. Her eyes quickly darted around the room, searching for their faces. The room was a mess; chairs and tables everywhere, broken windows, blood splattered on the floor like paint. A sudden movement caught the corner of her eye, and she drew in closer to get a better look. It was her homeroom teacher. His face and mouth were covered in blood, dripping down to his clothes. He was.. feeding.. on her friend. Her eyes grew wide, and she felt her heart stop for a second. All the blood left her face, and she felt glued to the ground, unable to move. "N-no. It can't be. I-I.." Her legs started to shake and she fell to her knees, burying her face in her palms. The sight was enough to make her gag, but the overwhelming sadness and shock replaced those feelings of disgust.

*Present*

tick. tock. tick. tock.

Ayano could hear her wristwatch in the dead silence as she wrapped her arms around her knees, her face buried in the dark hallow. Images of her dead friends friends flashed through her head, and she bit her lip as she forced those thoughts aside. The screams have died down and now it was peacefully quiet. Did everyone die? Probably. The other floors must be filled with the undead. She was alone in a pool of flesh-eating monsters and she was unable to move. No one was coming to save her.

She was going to die and turn into a vicious monster herself.

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

Lucas and I are currently working on our collab but we're not done yet. We might wrap this up soon. I don't know when we'll be posting it though.

Highschool of the Dead: Trapped

Ayano Tachibana

Gender:Female
Age: 17 years old
Height: 5'6
Weight: 93lbs
Nationality: British/Japanese

Occupation: Student
Weapons: Pocket knife
Current Location: Corridors

Personality:
Before the deadly virus that swept through the population, Ayano was part of the student council. She was known to be hardworking, smart, and capable. She was also known for her short-temper and strict personality, and you would always find her fighting delinquents. Her friends would often tell her to be more "feminine" but she would always dismiss them and tell them it was pathetic. Ayano was very bold and straightforward. After the virus, she watched all of her friends turn into flesh-eating monsters and watched them get killed one by one. This was a huge blow to her psychologically, and the trauma makes her too afraid to fight. She suffers from serious emotional and psychological trauma, causing her to experience panic attacks.


Background:
Ayano was an independent girl who lived alone in a condominium. Both her parents worked overseas, and she had to start living independently since the start of highschool. Because of this, she was very responsible and hated seeing other people slack off. Atthough she seemed harsh and aggressive at first glance, she had a lot of friends because of her good and caring personality.

Camp Turtle Shell ~ (Still accepting and in-progress)

Dolce Parker

αgє:
16 years old

ℓιкєѕ:
Hot drinks. Sweets. Stars. Animals.

∂ιѕℓιкєѕ
Air pollution. Opposite of neat.

qυιякѕ:
-Clumsy.
-Loves to snack on chocolates.
-OCD. She will fix anything that bothers her.

вισgяαρну & ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
If you had to describe her in one word, it would be kuudere. She is blunt, cynical, and looks like she isn't interested in anything. But deep down, she is actually nice and caring. People often mistake her for someone who is cold, but really, she is just socially awkward and does not understand how emotions and human interactions work.

She was a normal teenager who was brought up by two loving parents and had a good childhood. She doesn't have a dark past, family problems, and she hasn't experienced any kinds of hardships in life. The only tragic event that has happened in her life was the death of her older sister, which she has no memories of because she was only two years of age. Her parents signed her up for camp out of love and concern. They wanted her to make some friends and interact with different people, hoping that she would learn a lot from this trip.

σтнєя:
Loves to eat but sucks at cooking.

Camp Turtle Shell ~ (Still accepting and in-progress)

@RoecoonThanks! ^^