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Shaun || 19 || Male || Bisexual || Scavenger || Location: Abandoned Neighborhood || Trouble: Pet/Stray Black Dog || Mentions: Levi, Edgar and Serena

Shaun used his dirty shirt to scrub the dried blood and dirt from his skin, and while he put on the new, admittedly large cargo pants, he left the new shirt draped over his shoulders. They both smelled mothy and stale, but better than rancid and decaying. Trouble came back down with him, and passed by Levi and the pup with an indifferent huff, though he still sent a frosty glare Serena's way. Shaun didn't mind showing off his heavily scarred, lithe physique, and he wanted to give his skin a chance to air out for a change. Now that he wasn't in the sun or cold. He passed by the two without a word, as the dog had, and while Trouble went back to gorging on the bag of dog food, Shaun went to check on the stove. It was gas, so that was good, and old school enough that he could light it with a match. Perfect! He pulled down a dusty pot, cleaned it up a bit, and dug in his pack for his Swiss Army Knife. After stabbing the dickens out of a can of chicken noodle soup, he dumped the chunky contents into the pot and settled in to watch it heat up.

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((You guys Prepare to read a long ass post, I was writing it during class...BUT the good part is anyone near by will hear the gunshots and--Yeah just read the post..))

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Where is the 'long ass post'? lmao))

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(( Oh don't worry I am typing it.. ))

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Ren || 24 || Female || Hetrosexual || Hunter || Streets, Outskirts of Newark|Mentions: Hunter & Max|


Her nose crinkled realizing her question was rather stupid, socializing was not one of her strong points, even before all this happened "Sorry that was a rather stupid question..." Kido now moved forward wanting to inspect the new canine. Her posture took on a submissive stance as she approached Max. Ren watched Kido'safe movement "She won't hurt him. She is to submissive to hurt anyone" though she didn't know how Hunter's companion was going to react to Kido's approach.

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Hunter | Male | 25 years | Enforcer
Mentions: Ren, Kido, Max (directly) | None (indirectly)
Location: Outskirts of Newark, streets... | Time: 1:15

Hunter smirked, "No, it was a perfectly fine question" he said, raising a brow slightly as the female wolf went forward to 'inspect' Max. He was a little wary, and ready to pull Max back if needed, but for the most part, he trusted Max and would just wait until need be for him to do something. At first, Max's ears were folded back, his eyes narrowed, but the dog dominantly accepted the female's submissive actions and stood up straight, dipping his head to Kido, as if he was acknowledging her submissive actions, as if he could talk to her. Hunter nodded, "Yeah, Max is too dominant, he accepts her submissive actions, I suppose. He likes to act like a leader.." he said, shrugging, laughing slightly at his dog.

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Atlas || 23 || Male || Gay || Advisor || Library; 12:17 P.M || Mentions: Jasper


Atlas jumps down and hauls ass towards the dangling rope, his head pounding in his chest and ears so loudly it was giving him a headache. He motions for Jasper to follow, and grabs the rope. He looks up at the hole, hoping that he would fit through. He grabs it and starts to climb rather clumsily to the top as fast as he can. He's heart sinks into his stomach as he hears the door burst open, and he climbs faster than he ever has in his life. He pushes his way through the hole and out after briefly getting stuck around his middle area. He throws his bag to the side and leans over the hole, stretching out his arm for Jasper to pull him up faster.

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Beatrix || 23 || Female || Hetrosexual ||Commander ||
Location and Time: Outskirts of Newark, Old Farmhouse. 1:03 PM
Mentions: Trenton (Irish Draught; Pic in sign ups), Enrique (Find out later)

Beatrix slammed the large barn door open and managed to squeeze her body in the small opening. With a slight huff she finally closed the old, barn door just missing as a walker tried to graze her flesh with its rotting teeth. The loud pounding and groaning as she mentally thanked god for escaping that one and instead be a part of the herd of walkers. Gasping for air she examined her temporary hideout when her eyes landedn on an older dark-skinned male pointing a shotgun directly aiming and ready to blow her brains out, behind him was a stallion grazing the hay in his stable without a care in the world.

Raising her hands in a surrender kind of manner, mumbling a few curses under her breath "Wait! I am a survivor just like you, I mean no harm I was just trying to get away from the sick..people" she reasoned trying to remain calm. Waiting out a response she looked back at the older male confusion clear in her face until she heard him respond in an old aging voice "No hablo ingles." Her eyes widened, trying to jumble out coherent words "Perdon senor, yo nomas quiere encuentrar otra gente, la cuidad esta muy lejos y tiene mucho gente muertos" she replied in her best spanish accent, silently thanking her family for being half Mexican and clearly understood this language rather a foreign one. With a small nod of his head, he then motioned to her raised hands, it took her a moment he was pointing towards her raised hands, seeing what was the problem she was armed and she could lead to a potential threat to the stranger. Her eyes flickered to the male and with her free arm sh slowly brought it down into a stop motion as she lowered the weapon with the arm holding the weapon. The man slowly traced the weapon with his gaze as Beatrix placed it down and pushed it away but close enough to jump for it if needed. She stared at the male as he lowered his aim and leaned it against the stable door. The loud groaning and pounding made them get caught back in their reality, as they turned towards the rotting barn door which wouldn't hold them any longer unless they left. She seized up and took long, quick strides towards the wooden post that held the saddle and reigns, placing them over her shoulder she made her way to the Irish Draught, bumping her him against the gate as she entered the stable, and placing the saddle on the stallion, the gentle animal raised its head from the haystack gazing at Beatrix as she harnessed the belts and buckles. Grabbing onto the rein sge turned her body to the male who was staring at the female as she worked, confusion on his creased, graying eyebrows. "Yo puedo ayudarte" she said, his aging chocolate eyes clashing with her confident gray eyes.

Crouching down, both male and animal followed her quietely as they snuck out the barn through another opening. The small padding of her combat boots, as well as old, cowboy boots, and heavy horse hooves. As they neared the truck, which held the already connected trailer for the horse to reside abd just as they were nearing the trailer a walker crawled out from under the truck, spooking the horse as it let out a loud 'neigh' alerting all the walkers to come their way, for their next potential meal. Decapitating the walker who started it all she pulled the stallion, while also to calm the creature, into the safety of the trailer, killing any nearby walkers. Now that the horse was settled, she turned her head to the male she had forgotten, who was fighting multiple walkers, she rushed to the site pulling out her pistol and aimed directly in the head of a walker who was empowering the male, the body slumped onto the ground with a thud as both survivors continued to shoot rounds, the numbers slowly decreasing. Aiming at yet another walker she pulled the trigger but the gun failed to shoot, tossing the empty pistol to the ground she reached for her machette and decapitated the walker with a clean swipe. Taking a step over the limp body, a scream reached her ears. Whipping her neck to the source she yelled out a name "Enrque!" the male dropped as he tried fighting them off with one arm as the other was clenched on his open wound, near the collarbone. He was bitten. "Shit" she muttered out running to the truck, dodging more walkers that were alerted from the gunshots. Slamming the cardoor open she forced the keys into the ignition, the groaning of walkers who tried reaching the horse but to no avail. Clenching her hands on the wheel from the loss a survivor as she drove down the road, not daring to look back at the herd who overran the barn and probably feasting on the corpse of Enrique.

(( Some Info you need to know~
-The Horse "Trenton" is an Irish Draught and is infact ALIVE
-Enrique is the older male who lived in the barn
-Okay maybe my Spanish is iffy, ;u; I am sorry haven't spoken to my other side of the family in a while, and spanish at my home is a NO.
Translations:
-No hablo ingles: I don't speak english
-Perdon senor, yo nomas quiere encuentrar otra gente, la cuidad esta muy lejos y tiene mucho gente muertos: Sorry Sir, I only wanted to find other people, the city is far away and has been overrun by dead people.
-Yo puedo ayudarte: I can help
Also she is driving towards Hunter and Ren but doesn't know that yet, just pretend one of you guys saw the zooming car with a trailer ))

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God long as post and, yes I know, I know spanish lmao. Also, YUSH UMG Hunter will FINALLY find Beatrix again! Now i just have to wait for Shy BSS to reply xD))

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Ren || 24 || Female || Hetrosexual || Hunter || Streets, Outskirts of Newark|Mentions: Hunter & Max|


"Seems they get along well.. though it seemed like it was just the two of them it felt like she had eyes on her from every direction. They still hadn't found a suitable shelter, and it would be long before the sun went down. "So is it just you and your companion?" her eyes darted from side to side keeping vigilance on her surroundings. In the distance she could hear what sounded like an engine of a truck.

(I'm sorry that was so short. I have a bit of writers block :( )

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Hunter | Male | 25 years | Enforcer
Mentions: None (directly) | Beatrix (indirectly)
Location: IDK, streets... | Time: 1:20

Hunter nodded, "Yeah..." he said, a bit confused as to why they were acting like that, but he shrugged, pushing the thought to the side for the time being. At her question, a little bit of sadness arrived in his eyes, but he tried his best to hide it, "Yeah, though I'm looking for a friend. I'm certain she survived, i Just can't find her..." he said with a nod, a bit of worry in his gaze. Hearing the sound of a truck, he grabbed Ren's arm and pulled her out of the way of the truck, looking straight at the driver's window with confusion and annoyance, though whoever was in there probably didn't know, or care, that they were in the road.

Yeah, I can tell. Don't worry, you don't have to post long-ass ones, especially ones like Em1's lmao, just do what you feel comfortable with!! ^^))

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SORRY ABOUT THAT, INTERNET BEING WEIRD))

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Atlas || 23 || Male || Gay || Advisor || Library; 12:17 P.M || Mentions: Jasper, mention of gun shots

Atlas turned bright red rather briefly, rubbing his cheek with one of his hands. He looks up quickly when he hears the gun shots, staring off into the distance, his blue eyes searching the horizon for some sort of sign of life. He turns to look at Jasper when he speaks, looking shocked.

"Hey! Wait a minute! You don't know that!" He says, grabbing his bag and throwing it onto himself. "They could still be alive! We have to help!!" He says, beginning to look for a way to get off of the building and towards the sound of the gunshots.

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