Fandom Walking Dead RP

[PixieDani]

"Well the blonde can work his way to become, a more civil human being, The other one is more collect in the head then his friend" she said calmly and looked at the walker that laid dead in the back. What is it like to turn into one of them, to be so mindless and disturbing.

 

[Lord Bradorian]

(gtg)

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter continued to run, even when she heard a voice yell no. What made her stop was the screaming. It seemed agonizing and painful and it reminded carter of herself, what happened to her. Carter held her breathe for a bit before turning back around ad running towards the screams. 'Be scary. Intimidate the person.' Carter thought, quickly hidding in a near-by bush. She giggled like she was suppove to by in a phsycotic ward. "Looks like fun." Carter said in the highest pitched voice she could. The only thing the male knew about it was tat it came from the shadows. "Now you see, if you put down the child, I'll let you go- no cost. But if you don't, it may cost your life!" She said enthusiastically. Carter hoped prayed this would work. That he'd drop the small girl out of fright and run away afraid of what luked in the shadows.

 

[Iwana]

The dummy groaned and rattled its teeth when, trying to bite the girl in its arms and Bellamy turned in his arms, managing to slide down a few inches inside his grip and touch her feet on the ground. She tried to make him lose his balance by pushing him around but he wouldn't even budge. The walker didn't pay attention to the other girl and Bellamy didn't even notice there was somebody else around there. She only knew one thing at the moment, she would either escape and live or have someone shoot a bullet through her skull once she was bitten, just like she did when her father was bit. She always thought this turn of events was normal but at the moment she could only wail and fight back with all the strength she had and it didn't feel normal at all, it felt scary.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

'I am such an idiot..' Carter thought. She didn't even notice that the male that she thought was human was actually a circus freak. 'Well fuck.' Carter thought, clenching her machete. 'I have to do it.' She thought, biting the inside of her cheek and rushing out of the bush, straight towards the freak. Carter somehow managed to knock it down and fall ontop of it. Her eyes widened as she brought her arm up and down, stabbing it in the head five times. Carter's body slumped slightly. She stared at the corpse she had just sttabbed, with her own hands, mutiple times. Her arms and legs shook as she regained herself, roughly standing up and turning around, her lip quivered sligtly but it wasn't very noticeable. "Why'd you attack me." Carter declared. It was meant to be a question but she was confused and angry, probably scared. That had been her first kill. Carter kept her distance away from the girl. For all she knew, the girl could be a maniac tat had been bit and wanted to kill as many as she could before she turned. "Keep your distance as well. You wouldn't want me to sink this into you head." Carter warned the girl. How could she say such a thing to a hurt girl? 'No. Dangerous. Don't let your guard down.' Carter told herself, regaining her emotional control and gripping the machete with a firm hand.

 

[Iwana]

Bellamy stumbled a few steps back and looked at the older girl like a wild animal glaring at the human trying to tame it. She couldn't trust anyone. She turned to look at the ghost of her father "What should I do?" she asked it and while the ghost didn't talk in return she reacted as if it had "But I can't kill her, I lost my weapon."

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter looked at the girl with a worried look. "Who the hell are you talking to?" She asked. Carter then started to get nervous and paranoid. 'Who was she talking to?!' She thought, glancing around. 'Keep calm.' She told herself. There was no reason to panick. Just start to walk away- which was what Carter started to do.

 

[Iwana]

"Wait!" Bellamy yelled at her angrily "You make me lose my weapon, you make me hurt myself and now you run? At least give me that cloak or that knife to replace the one I lost. If you leave me I'm gonna die and it will be your fault!" Bellamy lifted her hands to show the older girl the blood. Her father had a very bad word he used on women he didn't like but Bellamy couldn't remember it. She liked using bad words because adults made funny faces when they heard her saying them.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter clenched her jaw. "You were the one that attacked me in the first place. I was only defending myself." Carter said in a snarky attitude. "You were the one that made the decision to attack, it's not your place to be blaming what will happento you on me. You're lucky I even came back." Carter said. The girl was unappreciative and a brat for what she had seen. If she walked away then she wold've felt like a badass, but later on it would've bugged her. Yes, she would remember te girl vhe left in the woods alone or the rest of her life. 'Kids have to learn somehow.' She thought, now walking away faster, she was facing the girl in case she tried anything. Then, she stopped. 'This isn't right.' Carter thought, cosing her eyes for a second and took a deep breathe. "No weapons yet. Follow me." Carter told the girl, waving her to follow. "Don't get to close." She warned her. 'What's with the sudden chage of heart?' Carter asks herself, keeping an eye on the girl.

 

[Iwana]

Bellamy followed after the girl with slow steps and a hateful look. She wasn't mature enough to appreciate someone's help and since she hadn't been killed, it was as if her life was never in danger to begin with. She wasn't even scared anymore. Her mind could only wonder where she would be taken and what kind of stuff she could steal from that place. For Bellamy adults were simple and they either protected children or told them to scoot. That's why Bellamy was annoyed, because she couldn't yet decide which the cloaked girl was. She looked like the latter but her actions were more similar to the first.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter continued to watch the girl, occasionally looking behind her to make sure she woudn't trip over anything or bump into any trees. "Why'd you attack me?" Carter asks the girl, really not sure if she should abandon the girl or take her with herself. 'Wouldn't she be a danger to the group?' Carter asks. 'Oh, right.' Carter thought stopping. "Are you going to be a danger to any of my people?" Carter asks her. 'My. I said my. They aren't mine.' She told herself, utterly confused with her thoughts. "One last question, will you or do you want to hurt, injure, or damage anything? Including stealing." Cater asks. The girl would definitly lie, she was sure of it. 'I don't want to take her with me but it would be immoral to leave a little girl out here in the woods by herself.' Carter debated with herself. It was a problem. The girl was definitly not mentally stable, talking to something that isn't there.

 

[Iwana]

Bellamy frowned "Slow down, I only have one brain! I attacked you 'cause I thought you were a dummy and no, I'm not a danger, I'm a child for f***s shake! What can I do to hurt anyone? I attacked to hurt you and I ended up hurting myself!" she said and crossed her arms although it had a degree of difficulty. She wore a khaki jacket several sizes larger than her and the sleeves were rolled up so many times it was like she wore those inflated things she had seen children who can't swim wear.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter nodded at the girl, starting to turn away and walked towards the direction of the camp again. 'Why are you trusting her?! She may not be what you think she is. But then again, what does she gain from lying? The satisfaction of tricking me?' Carter conitnued to debate. 'Will you hust shut up!' Carter yelled to herself. She was over thinking the cituation way to much. 'Calm. Down.' She told herself. 'The worst that can happen, is she kills me while I'm sleeping. Wait, sleep? I won't be sleeping around these people. I only passed out and had to sleep. It won't happen again.' Carter told herself, continueing to where to remebered the camp being.

 

[Infernalisx]

-- Denzel shuffled to his feet, quickly swept his arm over his face smearing the blood all over. He then looked down at his arm where the blood was and sniffed as he felt a trickle of it coming from his nose. He then leaned back so he was standing somewhat straight and let out a large sort of sigh. He put his other hand on his hip and let his bloody arm hang by his side. He didn't say a word, his body movements said it all, he was tired of all this mess that was going on around him and he just wanted to get back to their place and go to bed.


-- Ray smiled and nodded at Jason even though the man had just beat the crap out of his friend, he felt kind of powerless to it all. He looked over at Ameilia, "hey, the name's Ray, 'blondie'... well he's Denzel, weird name I know. I like to call him Mr. President haha." He held his hand out to her offering a polite handshake.

 

[PixieDani]

Ameilia took his hand hesitantly and shook it and nodded.


"Ameilia, and okay Ray its nice to meet you and.....Mr.President over there" she sighed and awkwardly stepped back letting go of his hand. Again she wasn't good with people and hated contact.

 

[Infernalisx]

{{ Btw for future reference, Ray thinks President George Washington's name is actually Denzel Washington which is why he calls Denzel Mr. President. He has no idea that Denzel Washington is actually an actor. }}


-- "So do you mind if we tag along? I can keep Denzel in check, everything's good between us." He smirked. He wasn't willing to give out where they lived quite yet, in case they weren't very fond of him and his friend.

 

[CGULL9313]

The two little girls were making quite a ruckus too. Sean didn't know where the other had come from, the darker haired one, but it didn't matter too much right now. He had slipped past the corpses and the people fighting in the woods easily, with Quentin at his side, and was on his way to the highway. Bellamy had tried to kill Carter before Sean had been within visual range, but he had heard it. He'd seen the the dead one coming up on the girls though, shammbling through the woods near him and the thankfully obediently silent boy. He had crouched in the brush, hand on the deer antler handle of his hunting knife in case things didn't go alright. The corpse grabbed the unfamilliar one from behind. She had screamed, and Carter had started giggling. His eyes narrowed as he observed. What the hell is wrong with her? "Looks like fun." he heard her say loudly, from over in the trees. What is she doing? "Now you see, if you put down the child, I'll let you go- no cost. But if you don't, it may cost your life!" Sean relaxed some. It wasn't as he had thought, a trap set up by one of those groups he'd come across. A young girl was a perfect lure, and maybe they had walked right into it. Carter just hadn't noticed that the fresh corpse was indeed a corpse. He did look almost living. A bleeding wound on his neck and the way his eyes rolled about were the only indicators that he was dead. That meant he was strong. Sean had noticed that those who had just recently turned were stronger than those who's muscles had already started to decay. He started to stand up, to take care of this situation, when Carter acted. He stopped, at watched as she ran at it, making it lose it's grip on the other girl and knocking it off it's feet. She repeatedly stabbed the dead man in the head. Frantically and unskillfully until his face and the top of his head were both mutilated beyond recognition. The young girl had blood in her long blonde hair, and all over her little face. She stayed where she was, on top of the mangled corpse, breathing hard. Then, she finally stood up. She was shaking. "Why'd you attack me?" She demanded of the other girl, who had fallen to the ground and sat there. Sean listened to the rest of their conversation, thinking. He was deciding whether or not he wanted to approach the girls. Carter was capable, he decided. She had, afterall, been out here all alone for however long without dying. The other had managed somehow, too. The girls decided to stick together, but were heading in his direction now. Sean told Quentin the plan and asked him to follow him, before slowly standing and stepping out into the clearing. Hands both rasised, to show that his intentions were good. "Hey, it's just me. Max right?" he asked. He decided to respect the fact that she had given a false name. That was her choice, her way of survival, and he didn't want to reveal her real name to another stranger without her permission.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter heard a noise from the bushes and looked over quickly, only to see Sean and the other boy. "Hey, it's just me. Max right?" Carter's muscles relaxed a bit there. "Yeah. Hey." She said, glancing over at the little girl. "I was just going back to camp to introduce you to... Her." She said, giving a reason to why the girl was with her. Carter then realized she knew absolutely nothing about the girl. 'I don't know her name or how old she is or anything...' Carter told herself, still unsure of what to do. Her stomach was still turning from killing the clown. That was the first one she had killed and the image of the mutilated head flashed through her head. 'Could I have gotten the girl without killing it? Did I do it te best way possible?' Carter kept fighting with herself. It was troubling, the first kill. Having to kill something that may have had the chance to become human again. 'Just stop thinking about it.' She told herself, deciding that was the best way to survive.

 

[CGULL9313]

Sean smiled softly. He was still so tired, and his face showed it, but the little girl was spooked still he could tell. It wasn't easy to kill another person, even if they were trying to kill you. Stepping forward a bit, with Quentin in tow, he said, "There is no camp now. The two of us are leaving."

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter noticed the exhaustion riddling Sean's face but said nothing about it. "No camp? Why're you leaving?" She asks, concerned. Did something happen while she was gone? Would something better have happened if she stayed? 'Did I screw up?' Carter asks herself. 'And this is what groups do to me.' Carter said, sighing. "I was leaving too, actually." She admitted.

 

[CGULL9313]

Sean nodded, "I figured as much," he said in a low rummble. He guestured for Quentin to follow him, as he moved closer. Pulling a hankerchief from his back pocket, and detaching his canteen, he continued, "You can come with us if you like. I know somewhere that might be safe." He poured just a little water out of his canteen onto the hankerchief and offered it over to the blonde girl. She was covered in blood.

 

[Princess Ktyria]

Carter nodded. "Once we get close to where I was headed, I'll go there. But until then, I'll come with." She said. Carter looked at the hankerchief and furrowed her eyebrows. Obviously, she hadn't noticed the blood. Blood was one of the things that made her sick to her stomache so she tried her best not to notice it. "Oh.. Thank you." Carter said, closing her eyes and wipeing her face. She didn't open her eyes until she had folded the hankerchief up to where she couldn't see the blood. "Lets get going then." Carter said, getting down to buisness. She turned to direction it seemed that the two were walking and started in that dircetion.

 

[CGULL9313]

Sean took the lead, naturally, as he knew where they were going, but he stayed close. They were walking as a group, but he had asked Quentin to be at the back. To watch the girls. He didn't know if the boy was going to be able to handle whatever came up on them but that wasn't really the point. Sean would handle whatever the other's couldn't, and he just needed a set of eyes that weren't so exhausted. "Pay attention to your surroundings." Was his only request of the others. He knew they would be. They were all scared, and fear was the best thing to keep people vigilant.


Quentin hadn't gotten much rest, with the other's around him. He was uncomfortable with the idea of a group and didn't fully trust the people around him. Amelia had been standoffish and aggressive, but she had let off of him easily. Jason was far worse. After holding them at gunpoint, along with the older guy and the little girl, he had suddenly switched to being a nice guy. He was making Quentin uneasy. They all were. When the old man, Sean, had woken him up and asked to talk, and after hearing him out agreed that leaving might be the best plan. Quentin didn't really want to be alone, and he didn't really want to be in a group, but Sean seemed more mellow than the other guy. He hadn't had pointed a gun at anyone yet, anyway. In fact, the older man had given him one of his weapons. A pistol. He'd explained the safety and how to load it, and told him not to shoot it unless it was necessary. Also, he'd told him to be silent. It wasn't a problem for Quentin, he was tired and just wanted to find another place to lie down. The gun felt strangely comforting in his hands. He'd followed, stopping when Sean had motioned for him to do so. He could hear Jason yelling. And Amelia. "Are we..." he started, wondering if they were going to go after the girl, but Sean had cut him off. "No." he had said simply, "Stay quiet." and they had continued. The fighting continued. Amelia sounded very upset, but he couldn't really tell what she was shouting about. A fight, with Jay, it sounded like. Oh, s**t, he thought. A zombie. He froze again, his breath catching in his throat. It was real close. He could smell the rot. He looked to Sean, who had his hand on his knife, watching the same zombie closely. Unbelievably, as they stood perfectly still and silent, the thing passed. It was probably headed for the other's. He felt bad leaving Amelia, but she knew what she was doing. Right? He followed Sean, holding his breath, as they passed several other zombies. It was kind of cool slipping by them like this, Quentin thought. He made a note to himself, When I tell this story to chicks later, leave out the fact that I almost peed my pants. The sounds of the other's started to fade out as they walked. Then, another noise. A scream, he ran into Sean who had stopped suddenly and was crouched down in the brush. The older man frowned and motioned for him to hide too. Quentin complied and they watched the scene with the two girls play out. Where did that one come from? He asked himself. There were too many people in the woods, just popping up out of nowhere. Then the big dead man he hadn't heard, stummbled into view and grabbed her. Quentin looked to the other guy, who started to rise. He stopped, and they both watched as the girl called Max tackled the zombie, and started stabbing it like crazy. It was gory, and he looked away. The jerky and fruit in his belly were churning. After a while, Sean grabbed his shoulder and he opened his eyes. It was over, the girl was covered in blood and hair and...other things. It was sick. After some talking, the two little girls started walking off together. Toward where Sean and him were hiding. He looked to the older man for guidance. Sean stood and motioned for him to join, he did and they stepped out into view together. Now, Quentin was walking behind the other three. Sean's gun still in his hand. He was trying to stay alert, and pay attention to his surroundings.

 

[BlackJack]

V I K T O R





Viktor watched as a man with a gun came along and started being a jerk to everyone. Viktor recognized the way he dressed, some sort of american fighter. He cared not what division or what type he was. He did not want to guy to start spitting his ignorance all over the place. Vik turned as the guy started to fight the blonde haired guy, then some odd girl. This was quite entertaining, however he just stood and lit another cigar and watched holding his shotgun like a cane while he waited for them to stop arguing and almost getting killed. Once they killed the zombies and were finished he spoke his voice deep and sometimes holding quite the accent, while other times it sounded like president snow from the hunger games. "Are you finished with your tantrum boy." he says dropping his old cigar and stepping on it with quite the forced still leaning on his gun like a cane.


Vik looked into the forest hearing quite the commotion "Also..if you aim that gun at me Amaerican svoloch', I will shoot you directly between the eyes without hesitating. I'm not taking orders from some cocky mal'chik." He says picking up his gun from the ground and cocking it. This guy would more then likely be pissed because he wanted to be the hero, and he wanted the world to revolve around him so defiance would be painful "You're barley 30, your barley a damn grunt, you have not seen battle all you have done is trained..." Vik says truthfully and not in a mocking tone.
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[Princess Ktyria]

Carter did as Sean asked, keeping her eyes open and body tense, holding onto her machete with white knuckles. She still was trying to pretend that she had no blood on her cloak. 'I'm going to have to wash it. I have to. Take it off before you throw up. Now.' Carter told herself, quickly taking off the soaked cloak. 'Well, atleast I have clothes that I wear underneath it. But now nothing's covering my face...' She thought biting her lip lightly. 'Oh well. If we come across somebody else, I'll just run.' Carter decided. She still didn't trust the little girl. She hasn't said a single mutter or word since they bumped into Sean and Quentine. 'Suspicious...' Carter thought, keeping an eye one her.