Lisa fell to the floor and sat against the wall. The virus was working faster the usual. She grabbed Alyssas hand and gave her Lisas gun. "When the time comes.." she said, "You'll take care of it, right?" she whispered, getting back up onto her feet.
Dannielle Lewis:
Medical Student:
Age 21:
Items, Medical Kit, Knife, lockpick
Hidden away in the corner of the storage room within the mansion, escaped to this room passing throught three zombies in the hallway awaiting rescue... with no real weapons to escape with she awiats othger survivors to aid her...
standing up after an hours rest I walk toward the back of the room looking for something useful to get me out of this situation, i stumbled over a discarded pipe to find myself looking at a small chest, upon opening the chest i found myself a handgun, with my new found weapon i would be able to escape the room!!!!!
(ooc:I might be coming into this a little late. Im not even sure if anyone even posts here anymore. I'll give it a shot though.)
Name: Simone Meredith
Age: 18
Occupation: Janitor at highschool
Appearence(a discription): pale blonde hair, bright geen eyes, usually in a simple white tank top and rip jeans. A tattoo of the word Touch on the back of her neck. Her tounge and lip is pierced. The under layer of her hair is dyed black, other varies tattoo's on her arm back and legs. Back is vines growing up her spine and on her arm is RIP Pops and three skulls.
Items: keys, cd player, and (since where already alittle bit in the game, a bat
Attachment: clover.jpg
This has been downloaded 44 time(s).
(ooc: Since I have no idea whether this is the whole town, or in the mansion.. um.. I'm just going to start out by myself.. I guess.]
Simone came to in a classroom. The sounds of moans and screaching surrounded her, it echoed off the walls, creating a tingling rush down her spine. Slowly she got to her feet, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and a nice bruise and trickle of blood came from her forehead. She grabbed her bat, in her dirty fist, and straightened out her white tank top. It was dark out, and the moon gave her more chills. The classroom was torn apart, no one was around. At least she prayed no one was. She tightened her grip on the bat, and started walking. Her combat boots thudding on the floor, making more noise. It was getting quieter. Her head peaked out the classroom door, and she looked both ways. As if crossing a busy road.
No one, just strayed papers, open lockers, and broken chairs and desk. It looked like a riot came threw. The thing that really bothered her, were the blood hand prints on the walls and floors. She slowly crept down the hallway.
NAME: Josef Garilovich
AGE: 35
OCCUPATION: Ex Russian militant
APPEARENCE: 6' 2" Built camo pants,shirt . And a pair of army boots. Kevalar vest.
ITEMS: Combat knife, Survival kit, Desert Eagle 6 rounds
Gender: Male Location: I cant come up with anything clever
name: Xavier Charles Montaverius
age:22
occupation:cop took a trip to island to snoop around the umbrella corp.
apearance:around 6'4 musculer fit wears glassses all black clothing a trench coat
Items:hand gun lots-o-bullets ,cell-phone(bad reception)pocket knife,stun-gun