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Realistic or Modern Zombie Apocalypse! (Always accepting!)

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(Everyone trust Johnys explosives so much,the whole house is rigged when Keon pulls a detonater to go kaboom)
 
Amber






Amber took the bowl from him and walked to table and sat down. She then picked up her bowl and slurped up all of the soup. Amber then put down the bowl and wiped her face off with her right arm. She then spoke "a bit too much seasoning but otherwise good job." She then hopped out of her seat, grabbed her scythe, and walked outside to continue practicing.

-=-=((@White Shamrock))=-=-
 

-=-=((Amber still doesn't know of the evacuation because she missed the meeting

xD ))=-=-

-=-=((Amber: Hmm?))=-=-

-=-=((Oh nothing..heh..heh))=-=-
 
For once Nick was glad Freya couldn't hear. She'd probably be a bit hurt by that. She took pride in her cooking.. and besides... he thought it tasted great. Freya streatched and looked around. "Whenh areh we goinh?"
 
Chili walked in "Are any of ya done, we shouldn't stay any longer. The cat said we should leave home plate so lets go," he said putting away Threats plate, and then tackled by Peace.
 
Nick sighs and goes up to fetch Two. He coaxs her back downstairs with a promise of giving her another bottle of vodka. Freya blinks and frowns. "What wahs that?" She asks the kid who was talking weird.
 
Daisie sat up after laying there for a moment. She tried turning the car on, but it only started to sputter. She hit her head on the wheel, a loud horn went off as she did so. She didn't care. It brought more zombies though, pulling them in like kids and a free candy shop. She hit her head on it a few times and then looked up. Nothing. She saw a few moving things, but decided to ignore them. The sun blinded her and she grabbed her bat. She opened the car and crawled out. Her breathing became worse as she grabbed the bat and swung it up at an upcoming Walker. Her eyes clenched together as blood flew in her face. She heard the growling and banging nearby and grabbed a stick. Pushing it in between the chair and horn, she made it stay, pressing the horn as it stayed on a high pitch honk. She jumped onto the back of the truck and grabbed her bags, swinging them on her shoulders and back. She looked around for a moment before dropping her bags, getting back into the car, putting on the jacket, and then picking back up her bags, and running in the opposite direction of where she was going.
 
Peace stopped and ran up, grabbed a paper, and a pencil, then went back down. Peace wrote "We are leaving, time to go to your church," and then passed it to Freya.


@Enmyira
 
Jason went to the couch and grabbed his case, before picking up Threat and whistling for Chili and black beak to come over. Threat whistled as Pap, Sansy, and Snow came. Chili looked at the rest, "Come on lets go we are wasting daylight street people," he said signalling with his heater.
 
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Nick nabbed a bottle of Vodka and set it into Two's outstreateched hands. Freya covered what little remained of the food and then walked over to the two. Nick nodded and lead his two charges out the back door.
 
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