Warren Anderson - The Road - Various Car Survivors Nearby
Warren had been running for... He didn't know how long. It must've been a long time, because his sides were starting to hurt, and because he had forgotten how long it had been, which was a general indication that it had been a while. He was running from perhaps the most pissed off group of undead men he had ever seen, and he had seen a large number of pissed off walkers. If only he hadn't tried to make coffee... The burns all over his arms still lingered painfully, and the sounds of his own screams echoed in his ears. That didn't matter anymore, though, as all he could think of was finding safety.
It was at that point in his self reflection that he came upon a road, and could not believe his luck: There were people. Probably, at least, unless the dead had learned to drive cars in groups. This was a godsend, a chance to join up with a group of survivors. Then again, he also realized the horrifying truth: Every single person he had ever been near had met awful fates, some at the hands of the undead, some by his own incompetence. This time would be different, though, he was sure of it. And so, he began attempting to wave down the traveling herd of trucks... Managing to fire his nail gun directly at the front-left tire of the SUV leading the pack, causing it to emit an awful hiss.
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In what place ought Warren start.
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Name : Warren Anderson
Age : 28
Skill : Warren has approximately no skills. His survival thus far has been based nearly entirely on luck and his generally positive attitude.
Preferred Weapons: The only weapons Warren has are a frying pan (non-stick teflon) and a Nail Gun.
Personality : Warren Anderson is, by every definition, a fuck up. he found his calling as an actor in infomercials, he's a very nice guy, though extremely clumsy and entirely uncoordinated. His likeability and kindness only help his chances up to a certain point,
Brief Bio : Warren's life has been a series of awkward missteps and hilarious tragedies, including the zombie apocalypse. at age 6, Warren's dog was killed when he accidentally knocked a toaster off his kitchen counter onto his head. At age 12 his mother and father were killed in their sleep when young Warren left an electric blanket plugged in at his house when he went to a sleepover, burning their house down. Things only got worse from there, his life becoming a dark joke played over and over on public television. His first stroke of good luck actually came with the outbreak. After accidentally knocking over a shelf, and letting a horde of walkers know the exact location of himself and three others, Warren managed to escape by falling out a window, as the other three were torn apart. From that point on, he stumbled his way through the apocalypse, barely surviving misadventure after misadventure.
Name : Warren Anderson
Age : 28
Skill : Warren has approximately no skills. His survival thus far has been based nearly entirely on luck and his generally positive attitude.
Preferred Weapons: The only weapons Warren has are a frying pan (non-stick teflon) and a Nail Gun.
Personality : Warren Anderson is, by every definition, a fuck up. he found his calling as an actor in infomercials, he's a very nice guy, though extremely clumsy and entirely uncoordinated. His likeability and kindness only help his chances up to a certain point,
Brief Bio : Warren's life has been a series of awkward missteps and hilarious tragedies, including the zombie apocalypse. at age 6, Warren's dog was killed when he accidentally knocked a toaster off his kitchen counter onto his head. At age 12 his mother and father were killed in their sleep when young Warren left an electric blanket plugged in at his house when he went to a sleepover, burning their house down. Things only got worse from there, his life becoming a dark joke played over and over on public television. His first stroke of good luck actually came with the outbreak. After accidentally knocking over a shelf, and letting a horde of walkers know the exact location of himself and three others, Warren managed to escape by falling out a window, as the other three were torn apart. From that point on, he stumbled his way through the apocalypse, barely surviving misadventure after misadventure.
I mean, there's not much to say, I s'ppose. The faster the groups meet up the faster the RP can move forward.
new posts soon ples
IT LIVES
def. still open. still open forever.
Ey wyvern and Descartes slow down a bit it's getting crazy
Dot confirmed for not understanding lesbianism
"It's down Red Wolf Boulevard ... I think. The way the car went. It's pretty much straight ahead." Dot was making sure to speak slowly in case these northern folks didn't know what a boulevard was. "Shotgun, by the way." Sure enough, Dot climbed into the broken down station wagon's front passenger seat. "In case ya need anything pointed out to ya."
She was actually starting to like the pair of women. It was nice to see a pair of sisters sticking together. It showed a certain familial bond... She was a bit confused, though, about how amorous they seemed. She assumed that was a northern thing, like how the French would kiss to say hello. That was probably it.
"It's nice ta see two sisters gettin' on so well in times like these. Who's the dad, if it ain't too rude ta ask? What happened ta him?"
She was actually starting to like the pair of women. It was nice to see a pair of sisters sticking together. It showed a certain familial bond... She was a bit confused, though, about how amorous they seemed. She assumed that was a northern thing, like how the French would kiss to say hello. That was probably it.
"It's nice ta see two sisters gettin' on so well in times like these. Who's the dad, if it ain't too rude ta ask? What happened ta him?"
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