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I'm gonna go ahead and leave my twins in ATR ( on the mothership) and make a whole new character for this.
QT I most def want a part of this.
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This rp is missing something. Ah yes, a tombstone.
It's unfortunate. I was actually really looking forward to this one.
Samantha - Baton Rouge Neighbourhood - Abram and the girls
Samantha watched as Jess began to get excited over their find. She quietly walked over and kneeled next to where Jess had laid her baby and began to make cooing noises at him.
When she began to speak up about how bad she felt, Sam frowned and shook her head, wanting to reassure Jess that everything was alright. "No. Hey.. Don't worry. You don't know where these people are. Maybe they found refuge elsewhere. The doors were all locked and the windows are boarded up. That means they knew what they were doing when they left the house." Samantha sighed and stood up, walking around and looking through the room. "You can't let things like that cloud your mind, Jess. Not anymore. You have to be strong for both you and your baby. Don't forget that."
Sam took her leave, letting the young mother and her son have some alone time in the kids room. She made her way back to Abram and gave both him and Turissa a small smile. "We should probably begin to secure the doors again. I doubt we'll have enough time to make a supply run today. Sunset isn't too far off."
Scarlett - Baton Rouge -Tyler
After a bit of silence, Scarlett looked up as she heard the creak of the wooden floor under someone's step. She already knew that she wasn't going to be left alone for too long. Especially after the young man had made a run for it.
With a sigh, she reached up and dried her tears before glancing over her shoulder to see who it was. Tyler. Of course. It didn't feel uncomfortable for him to just stand there. It just made her a tiny bit upset that she wasn't able to get a few more minutes alone.
"I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to watch over me like a child." Scarlett stood up and managed to smile at him when she turned to face him. "I've made both you and Katie promises." She began to walk up the stairs and stopped when she reached the top, waiting for him to move out of the way. "I keep my promises. My time to find Sam will come. For now I just have to hope for the best." Her voice was soft, listening out to the others playing their game of sharades.
Samantha watched as Jess began to get excited over their find. She quietly walked over and kneeled next to where Jess had laid her baby and began to make cooing noises at him.
When she began to speak up about how bad she felt, Sam frowned and shook her head, wanting to reassure Jess that everything was alright. "No. Hey.. Don't worry. You don't know where these people are. Maybe they found refuge elsewhere. The doors were all locked and the windows are boarded up. That means they knew what they were doing when they left the house." Samantha sighed and stood up, walking around and looking through the room. "You can't let things like that cloud your mind, Jess. Not anymore. You have to be strong for both you and your baby. Don't forget that."
Sam took her leave, letting the young mother and her son have some alone time in the kids room. She made her way back to Abram and gave both him and Turissa a small smile. "We should probably begin to secure the doors again. I doubt we'll have enough time to make a supply run today. Sunset isn't too far off."
Scarlett - Baton Rouge -Tyler
After a bit of silence, Scarlett looked up as she heard the creak of the wooden floor under someone's step. She already knew that she wasn't going to be left alone for too long. Especially after the young man had made a run for it.
With a sigh, she reached up and dried her tears before glancing over her shoulder to see who it was. Tyler. Of course. It didn't feel uncomfortable for him to just stand there. It just made her a tiny bit upset that she wasn't able to get a few more minutes alone.
"I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to watch over me like a child." Scarlett stood up and managed to smile at him when she turned to face him. "I've made both you and Katie promises." She began to walk up the stairs and stopped when she reached the top, waiting for him to move out of the way. "I keep my promises. My time to find Sam will come. For now I just have to hope for the best." Her voice was soft, listening out to the others playing their game of sharades.
Samantha – Baton Rouge Neighborhood – Abram and the girls
Samantha had stayed quiet as the two of them slowly made their way from the back room to the rest of the house. She had observed the cans and whispered quietly to Abram that they’d go through every cabinet and drawer that the kitchen had for any food once they were done settling in.
The house was rather nice. It gave a very homey vibe and it made Sam feel comfortable to be in it. Hopefully lady luck would be on their side so she could be able to lay low here for a few days at the least. They could certainly block the entrances with the couches and, fortunately for them, most of the windows were boarded up. This way, the small group could move freely along the house without having to worry about being spotted.
She kept close to Abram, not letting anything distract her. She followed him upstairs and stood at the last step, looking both left and right. After watching him make his way down the hall with the two rooms, she decided and going the opposite way to the other room. On her way there, to her left, was a bathroom with the door wide open. She paid little attention to it, giving it a quick once over to make sure nothing or no one was inside, before continuing to the room. With a deep breath, Sam gently opened the door with her foot, moving ever so slowly as she entered the room.
It was a sort of nursery. Not really a room for infants, but not exactly a toddler room. There was a mix of baby toys and toddler toys scattered around the room and by the back wall were two beds that were made for children that were transitioning from the cribs to big kid beds. Sam lowered her blade and sighed, smiling a bit. The room was part blue and part pink, giving signs that the kids that once resided here were fraternal twins. It was a like a blow to the stomach as the thought of her own twin sister popped into her mind and she wiped the few tears that had slowly fallen from her eyes. The room was connected to the same bathroom that she had passed in the hallway and didn’t bother to walk into somewhere where she had already been.
She had stayed for a few minutes in the room, running her hand over the children’s belongings and opening up a few drawers. “Clothes….” Her voice was a hushed whisper as she dug through the baby clothes and grinned. The young mother that waited for them outside would be more than happy to hear what they had found inside.
A creak from the hardwood floors made Sam’s head snap up and she quickly snapped back to reality, grabbing the blade once more and walking to each door to find Abram. The second floor was empty, so she practically skipped down the stairs only to find him coming back in through the kitchen from outside. She was glad to see him smile, and hear him chuckle. It meant they were in the clear. “Good.” Sam responded, the same light tone in her voice. “I’ve always wanted a two story house. We should tell the girls. I’m sure they’re growing anxious. Plus, I want Jessalyn to see the baby room upstairs.” She patted him once on the arm, the same way she’d hit her old soccer teammates when they’d win a game. As she walked past him she glanced over her shoulder as she remembered what he had mentioned about her lock picking skills. “Oh…. And I only learned how to pick locks after the biter mayhem started. Someone had to unlock all those dorm rooms in the university.” She grinned and turned back to look forward, turning the corner and making her way towards the front of the house. Once she had gotten to the truck, she waved at the girls and walked to the side of the truck, helping Jess and Leah out. “You guys will like it in here. Especially you, Jess. I think you’ll like what I found upstairs.”
Samantha had stayed quiet as the two of them slowly made their way from the back room to the rest of the house. She had observed the cans and whispered quietly to Abram that they’d go through every cabinet and drawer that the kitchen had for any food once they were done settling in.
The house was rather nice. It gave a very homey vibe and it made Sam feel comfortable to be in it. Hopefully lady luck would be on their side so she could be able to lay low here for a few days at the least. They could certainly block the entrances with the couches and, fortunately for them, most of the windows were boarded up. This way, the small group could move freely along the house without having to worry about being spotted.
She kept close to Abram, not letting anything distract her. She followed him upstairs and stood at the last step, looking both left and right. After watching him make his way down the hall with the two rooms, she decided and going the opposite way to the other room. On her way there, to her left, was a bathroom with the door wide open. She paid little attention to it, giving it a quick once over to make sure nothing or no one was inside, before continuing to the room. With a deep breath, Sam gently opened the door with her foot, moving ever so slowly as she entered the room.
It was a sort of nursery. Not really a room for infants, but not exactly a toddler room. There was a mix of baby toys and toddler toys scattered around the room and by the back wall were two beds that were made for children that were transitioning from the cribs to big kid beds. Sam lowered her blade and sighed, smiling a bit. The room was part blue and part pink, giving signs that the kids that once resided here were fraternal twins. It was a like a blow to the stomach as the thought of her own twin sister popped into her mind and she wiped the few tears that had slowly fallen from her eyes. The room was connected to the same bathroom that she had passed in the hallway and didn’t bother to walk into somewhere where she had already been.
She had stayed for a few minutes in the room, running her hand over the children’s belongings and opening up a few drawers. “Clothes….” Her voice was a hushed whisper as she dug through the baby clothes and grinned. The young mother that waited for them outside would be more than happy to hear what they had found inside.
A creak from the hardwood floors made Sam’s head snap up and she quickly snapped back to reality, grabbing the blade once more and walking to each door to find Abram. The second floor was empty, so she practically skipped down the stairs only to find him coming back in through the kitchen from outside. She was glad to see him smile, and hear him chuckle. It meant they were in the clear. “Good.” Sam responded, the same light tone in her voice. “I’ve always wanted a two story house. We should tell the girls. I’m sure they’re growing anxious. Plus, I want Jessalyn to see the baby room upstairs.” She patted him once on the arm, the same way she’d hit her old soccer teammates when they’d win a game. As she walked past him she glanced over her shoulder as she remembered what he had mentioned about her lock picking skills. “Oh…. And I only learned how to pick locks after the biter mayhem started. Someone had to unlock all those dorm rooms in the university.” She grinned and turned back to look forward, turning the corner and making her way towards the front of the house. Once she had gotten to the truck, she waved at the girls and walked to the side of the truck, helping Jess and Leah out. “You guys will like it in here. Especially you, Jess. I think you’ll like what I found upstairs.”
Samantha – Neighborhood in BR
Samantha had been glad that Abram agreed with her. She knew what she was taking about most of the time, but the small altercation that her previous group had ran in to had made her second guess herself in every way. She had fallen into a deep hole of depression and anger. It was time she stepped up and tried to be more productive. Especially with a group as small as theirs. She needed them for her survival until she found Scarlett.
As they neared the city, Samantha’s stomach began to do flips of kind as she began to think of what they could possibly run into. She looked up as Abram took an exit and began to make mental notes of the things they passed. “I hope we don’t run into those trucks here….. The last thing we need is some unnecessary confrontation.”
Once they stopped in a cul-de-sac, Sam looked over her shoulder, towards the backseat and grabbed the closest blade to her. The less noise the better.
The blonde girl followed Abrams lead as they neared the house, nodding at him once when he motioned for her to stay still. It made her want to smirk at how he doubted her, but she didn’t argue. Not at a time like this. She pushed her old, arrogant thoughts away and reminded herself that it was all about strategy. If they wanted to stay alive for the moment, they needed to take things step by step rather than to barge into things. Her impulsive ways were now in the past.
Samantha’s eyes followed Abrams every move as well as sweeping the area around them every few seconds. Once he had taken care of the lone biter, she made her way over to the steps of the back porch. “Shall we?” The words made Sam smile slightly as she looked at the man and she nodded, walking up as quietly as she could to the door.
The house wasn’t too bad, and the doors looked sturdy enough to withstand any biters from either outside or inside. Sam reached down to open it and frowned as she heard the familiar clicking sound of a locked door. “No problem.” Her voice was a hushed whisper, barely loud enough for Abram to hear.
From her left boot, she slid out two slender metal sticks. “Lock picks.” She bit her lip as she stuck them inside the lock and played around with it as quietly as she could. It had been a while since she last picked a lock, so she feared that maybe this time she wouldn’t be able to get it. Her troubled thoughts were quickly eased as the click of the door unlocking rang in her ears. She slid the lock picks back into her left boot and looked up at Abram, giving him the heads up that she was going to open the door.
Grabbing the blade with her right hand, Samantha took a deep breath and opened the door. She let it swing open, hoping Abram would catch it before it slammed into the outside wall, and made her way into the house. She hardly every took the lead in the supply runs that her former group would make. She was fast, but she was small, so they’d always have her in the middle.
Once she made sure the room was cleared, she waited for Abram to walk in and from then she’d follow him, choosing to watch over his back than to leave hers vulnerable to a stranger.
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Scarlett – Baton Rouge – Tyler, Katie, Liam
Scarlett sighed of relief when she saw that George had been outvoted. Of course she was sad to see someone go but at the same time, she didn’t know these people. The less people that were there, the easier she could sleep at night. It didn’t matter though. No matter how well she knew these people it wouldn’t help her sleep. She needed to find her sister.
Katie had begun talking with everyone else about playing, and as everyone moved towards the couches and chairs, Scarlett took the opportunity to slip away from the group.
She quietly made her way towards the stairs and down to the first floor. She didn’t dare go past the last step though. Instead, she sat down on the second to last one and leaned against the railing, watching the sun begin to set in the outside world. Her mind began to drift back to the days where she would have killed to be outside. When she’d sit in class and stare out the window wanting to feel the sunlight on her skin. Now, all she wanted was to be indoors. To never see what was beyond the front doors.
She’d have to leave soon. She’d have to set off and find Sam. In all honesty, she could have been in another state by now. All she could hope for was that Sam had either escaped, or was already dead. Either of those two was a better option than being man handled and passed around like a rag doll.
Scarlett’s eyes began to fill with water as she thought about her sister. The tears spilled and ran slowly down her cheeks as she thought about what fate her family had been given in Arizona. Hopefully they were somewhere safe. Just like there had been massive sanctuaries in other areas, there had to be some in her home state. All she could do was pray that they had gotten to one in time.
Samantha had been glad that Abram agreed with her. She knew what she was taking about most of the time, but the small altercation that her previous group had ran in to had made her second guess herself in every way. She had fallen into a deep hole of depression and anger. It was time she stepped up and tried to be more productive. Especially with a group as small as theirs. She needed them for her survival until she found Scarlett.
As they neared the city, Samantha’s stomach began to do flips of kind as she began to think of what they could possibly run into. She looked up as Abram took an exit and began to make mental notes of the things they passed. “I hope we don’t run into those trucks here….. The last thing we need is some unnecessary confrontation.”
Once they stopped in a cul-de-sac, Sam looked over her shoulder, towards the backseat and grabbed the closest blade to her. The less noise the better.
The blonde girl followed Abrams lead as they neared the house, nodding at him once when he motioned for her to stay still. It made her want to smirk at how he doubted her, but she didn’t argue. Not at a time like this. She pushed her old, arrogant thoughts away and reminded herself that it was all about strategy. If they wanted to stay alive for the moment, they needed to take things step by step rather than to barge into things. Her impulsive ways were now in the past.
Samantha’s eyes followed Abrams every move as well as sweeping the area around them every few seconds. Once he had taken care of the lone biter, she made her way over to the steps of the back porch. “Shall we?” The words made Sam smile slightly as she looked at the man and she nodded, walking up as quietly as she could to the door.
The house wasn’t too bad, and the doors looked sturdy enough to withstand any biters from either outside or inside. Sam reached down to open it and frowned as she heard the familiar clicking sound of a locked door. “No problem.” Her voice was a hushed whisper, barely loud enough for Abram to hear.
From her left boot, she slid out two slender metal sticks. “Lock picks.” She bit her lip as she stuck them inside the lock and played around with it as quietly as she could. It had been a while since she last picked a lock, so she feared that maybe this time she wouldn’t be able to get it. Her troubled thoughts were quickly eased as the click of the door unlocking rang in her ears. She slid the lock picks back into her left boot and looked up at Abram, giving him the heads up that she was going to open the door.
Grabbing the blade with her right hand, Samantha took a deep breath and opened the door. She let it swing open, hoping Abram would catch it before it slammed into the outside wall, and made her way into the house. She hardly every took the lead in the supply runs that her former group would make. She was fast, but she was small, so they’d always have her in the middle.
Once she made sure the room was cleared, she waited for Abram to walk in and from then she’d follow him, choosing to watch over his back than to leave hers vulnerable to a stranger.
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Scarlett – Baton Rouge – Tyler, Katie, Liam
Scarlett sighed of relief when she saw that George had been outvoted. Of course she was sad to see someone go but at the same time, she didn’t know these people. The less people that were there, the easier she could sleep at night. It didn’t matter though. No matter how well she knew these people it wouldn’t help her sleep. She needed to find her sister.
Katie had begun talking with everyone else about playing, and as everyone moved towards the couches and chairs, Scarlett took the opportunity to slip away from the group.
She quietly made her way towards the stairs and down to the first floor. She didn’t dare go past the last step though. Instead, she sat down on the second to last one and leaned against the railing, watching the sun begin to set in the outside world. Her mind began to drift back to the days where she would have killed to be outside. When she’d sit in class and stare out the window wanting to feel the sunlight on her skin. Now, all she wanted was to be indoors. To never see what was beyond the front doors.
She’d have to leave soon. She’d have to set off and find Sam. In all honesty, she could have been in another state by now. All she could hope for was that Sam had either escaped, or was already dead. Either of those two was a better option than being man handled and passed around like a rag doll.
Scarlett’s eyes began to fill with water as she thought about her sister. The tears spilled and ran slowly down her cheeks as she thought about what fate her family had been given in Arizona. Hopefully they were somewhere safe. Just like there had been massive sanctuaries in other areas, there had to be some in her home state. All she could do was pray that they had gotten to one in time.
Samantha - The road - Abram and the others
With much hesitation, after making her introduction to the police officer, Samantha had reluctantly gone into the cover of the trees as Abram instructed them. Only because of Jess and her baby. If Abram and the police officer named Turissa were going to watch out for the incoming trucks, someone had to watch over Leah, along with Jess and her baby. The woods were filled with biters and she wasn't going to let anyone die so far. She needed these people for her own survival so she could find her sister.
Once Abram gave them the all clear, Sam walked out behind the girls. She was slightly relieved that the trucks ended up going a different path but at the same time she wished they would have came their way. 'What if they could have helped? Offered more, maybe?' She pushed the thought away as she recalled the images of being tied up and thrown into a truck full of men with nothing but greed, lust, and violence in their eyes. "We'll be riding with her?" The question was more for herself than for everyone but she still couldn't help but ask out loud.
Once again, with much reluctance, Sam climbed into the truck and fell quiet as she heard the others talk. Abram asked questions about their weapons and their familiarization with them. She didn't bother answering him out loud, giving him a simple nod. Years going to the range with her father helped her out in times like these.
"Are we going to find shelter in Baton Rouge?"
Sam finally spoke up after being quiet for several minutes. She hadn't noticed that Abram was speaking with Turissa, being engulfed by her own thoughts. Still, she didn't bother to stop and apologize. Instead, she looked up and looked out the front window. "We have a baby with us.... So it wouldn't be wise to stay on lower ground. I suggest we find a good two story house. We can stay in the attic. This way we're not too high up from the ground like a building. If not, we can just get a one story house and stay in that attic. The doors usually come down with a sliding staircase so biters won't be able to get to us." With that being said, she settled back into her seat and then looked at both Turissa and towards Abram, although he was paying attention to the road. "And if we get there with enough sun light, either you and I or Turissa and I can go on a supply run. Someone has to stay with Jess and Leah." Samantha turned towards the other girls and smiled, then looked down at the baby. "And baby Ben, of course."
She spoke as if it were just another day and she had known these strangers for days now, rather than hours. It was her experience of being with a group that kicked in. "I'll be the one going on a supply run either way. I'm pretty fast." Sam looked back at the two in the front and smiled, hoping they'd approve of their plan. It wasn't exactly well thought of, but if things popped up, she could always improvise. Lately, she had become rather good at improvising.
With much hesitation, after making her introduction to the police officer, Samantha had reluctantly gone into the cover of the trees as Abram instructed them. Only because of Jess and her baby. If Abram and the police officer named Turissa were going to watch out for the incoming trucks, someone had to watch over Leah, along with Jess and her baby. The woods were filled with biters and she wasn't going to let anyone die so far. She needed these people for her own survival so she could find her sister.
Once Abram gave them the all clear, Sam walked out behind the girls. She was slightly relieved that the trucks ended up going a different path but at the same time she wished they would have came their way. 'What if they could have helped? Offered more, maybe?' She pushed the thought away as she recalled the images of being tied up and thrown into a truck full of men with nothing but greed, lust, and violence in their eyes. "We'll be riding with her?" The question was more for herself than for everyone but she still couldn't help but ask out loud.
Once again, with much reluctance, Sam climbed into the truck and fell quiet as she heard the others talk. Abram asked questions about their weapons and their familiarization with them. She didn't bother answering him out loud, giving him a simple nod. Years going to the range with her father helped her out in times like these.
"Are we going to find shelter in Baton Rouge?"
Sam finally spoke up after being quiet for several minutes. She hadn't noticed that Abram was speaking with Turissa, being engulfed by her own thoughts. Still, she didn't bother to stop and apologize. Instead, she looked up and looked out the front window. "We have a baby with us.... So it wouldn't be wise to stay on lower ground. I suggest we find a good two story house. We can stay in the attic. This way we're not too high up from the ground like a building. If not, we can just get a one story house and stay in that attic. The doors usually come down with a sliding staircase so biters won't be able to get to us." With that being said, she settled back into her seat and then looked at both Turissa and towards Abram, although he was paying attention to the road. "And if we get there with enough sun light, either you and I or Turissa and I can go on a supply run. Someone has to stay with Jess and Leah." Samantha turned towards the other girls and smiled, then looked down at the baby. "And baby Ben, of course."
She spoke as if it were just another day and she had known these strangers for days now, rather than hours. It was her experience of being with a group that kicked in. "I'll be the one going on a supply run either way. I'm pretty fast." Sam looked back at the two in the front and smiled, hoping they'd approve of their plan. It wasn't exactly well thought of, but if things popped up, she could always improvise. Lately, she had become rather good at improvising.
Seems like the holiday has all of the RP's im in on a hiatus.
Scarlett - Baton Rouge
Scarlett smiled slightly as Tyler tried to reason with Katie. It had been nearly the same conversation that her own father had had with her. Samantha was a natural with guns; Scarlett, not so much. It had taken her a while to get rid of her fear and an even longer time getting used to shooting it without dropping the weapon of flinching.
Tyler had gestured for them to go back to the rest of the group and Scarlett nodded, waiting for the two to go out before she did. Jace's voice made her stop in her tracks and she nearly groaned out loud at the sound of his words. "I can't find him outside either."
Apparently Jacob had gone missing. Scarlett frowned at the news and sighed. "Poor guy. He seemed like a trustworthy ally.... friend even." Her voice was soft, talking to herself more than the others. When George began talking, Scarlett shook her head in disagreement. "You just met him yesterday. Just like myself. You've got to take different things into consideration here..." She looked at everyone before speaking, hoping they'd be understanding. "We have yet to prove ourselves trustworthy to anyone here. And by we, I mean the ones that have just met each other. We've literally risked a lot by letting someone else watch our back. And even if he is trustworthy, he obviously left for a reason. If it were to have been me, I wouldn't want anyone to come looking." She took a deep and calming breath. Scarlett didn't like making speeches. She wasn't shy, but she still didn't like it.
In a calmer, more quiet voice she finished what she had to say, "You wanted votes. I vote we let him go."
Scarlett smiled slightly as Tyler tried to reason with Katie. It had been nearly the same conversation that her own father had had with her. Samantha was a natural with guns; Scarlett, not so much. It had taken her a while to get rid of her fear and an even longer time getting used to shooting it without dropping the weapon of flinching.
Tyler had gestured for them to go back to the rest of the group and Scarlett nodded, waiting for the two to go out before she did. Jace's voice made her stop in her tracks and she nearly groaned out loud at the sound of his words. "I can't find him outside either."
Apparently Jacob had gone missing. Scarlett frowned at the news and sighed. "Poor guy. He seemed like a trustworthy ally.... friend even." Her voice was soft, talking to herself more than the others. When George began talking, Scarlett shook her head in disagreement. "You just met him yesterday. Just like myself. You've got to take different things into consideration here..." She looked at everyone before speaking, hoping they'd be understanding. "We have yet to prove ourselves trustworthy to anyone here. And by we, I mean the ones that have just met each other. We've literally risked a lot by letting someone else watch our back. And even if he is trustworthy, he obviously left for a reason. If it were to have been me, I wouldn't want anyone to come looking." She took a deep and calming breath. Scarlett didn't like making speeches. She wasn't shy, but she still didn't like it.
In a calmer, more quiet voice she finished what she had to say, "You wanted votes. I vote we let him go."
deadpixel101 said
I think Ran and Lexie could be friends! They seem like they could get along.
Yeah! I can see them being friends.
DragonBeastMode said
That's funny. Well if Valentina gets accepted after she gets adjusted to the new school her Lexie and Ran could be good friends like the Triple Threat rofl.And hi Dead din't know you were in this haven't saw you in awhile.
I'm still waiting for Ran to be accepted so we're on the same boat haha.
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