"Okay, then, let's head to the hospital," he ordered, crowbar back in his belt. "Yvonne, please call your father and let him know you're okay, and that we have another person with us." Quickly retrieving his bag, he walked outside, Kelsey right behind him.
"Hey, you alright?" she asked, to which he just nodded.
Name: Will
Age:16
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5'7, 172 pounds, glasses (vision isn't super bad), short black hair
Occupation: Student
Short Bio: A fairly large kid, due to being fairly inactive, he's a gamer and so are most of his friends. He can play guitar, drums, piano and pretty much any other instrument you can find in a classic rock band. Not known for being hot headed but his friends call say "He's the beast from the east! Don't make him made, you won't like him when he's mad"
Weapon: Aluminum baseball bat
Starting Point: Home
Will is sitting in his room playing his electric guitar.
'Wow I'm getting really good at this tapping thing' He thinks to himself as he plays.
BANG! BANG! BANG! goes the door. "Gouahhhhhhhhh!"
"What the hell? Nobody is home except me..." he mutters under his breathe. He sets down his Fender and grabs his bat next to his bed.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"I-I've got a gun and I'm not afraid to use it!!" he screams hoping the empty threat would scare whoever it is at the door away.
CRASH! the door comes down startling Will.
"FUCK!!" he screams and he starts beating the guy at the door with his bat.
"Break into my house!?!" he screams now filled with rage. "Trespass on my home when you think nobody is around?!" Then blood splatters on his face as the skull breaks. 'Shit what did I just kill a man? Wait...' he notices the guy looked like... a zombie.
Then suddenly he sees more of those things come though the door. 2 start shambling in but trip due to his messy bedroom habits. 'Zombies eh? Well I've learned enough from Left 4 dead and 28 Days Later to take care of this'
After he disposes of the two things he turns on his radio. 'Time to check if it's really, well, real'
"Zombies are-"
"We have reports of zombies-"
"What seems to be zombies-"
'Shit' thinks Will as he changes into jeans, a black t-shirt with a retro tape player on it, a cap, his beloved solar powered watch, socks, steel toe boots and pulls on some bike gloves.
He packs his acoustic guitar in his soft shell case and puts his harmonica in as well. 'Extra strings and picks would be nice... Oh and this' he thinks as he grabs his multitool, strapping it to his belt. "To the local instrument shop away we go!" he says as he grabs his keys and heads outs to the instrument shop.
"Hey, I'll be right back," Tyler muttered to Kelsey. "I kinda owe someone an apology." She nodded as he slowed his pace to get to the back of the group, speeding up once he was beside Leanne.
"No, I know I should've charged it.... Well I didn't think.... Just get us out of here please?" She asked.
She listened, with a bored look on her face.
"Do I really have to say the password?"
She looked at the others, then whispered a word into the phone, rolling her eyes.
"Ok, We'll be there." She said, hanging up the phone.
"Well, they're sending a helicopter for us, but it could be up to 30 minutes." She said to the others, still leaning on Kevin for support.
"That's retarded. We're going to need some more weapons, if we wanna get up there alive," Kelsey noted, annoyed with the thought of many zombies in close quarters.
"Hey, I'm..." Tyler began explaining quietly to Leanne, "I'm sorry for back there. I found something that makes me think this is a conspiracy, like all these zombies were planned, and I'm just trying to figure out what's going on. When I found out you lied to us..."
Will gets to the store and fills his outer pockets on the guitar case with picks, and strings. "I should really leave room for other things, like I dunno food..." his stomach grumnling. As he turns around he notices a restaurant.
Code:
Georg's Burgers!
'I always liked Willy's cheese burgers' he thinks as he heads to the burger shop.
He enters and looks around. There are all the ingredients for a cheese burger so he decides to make one himself. 'It's just not the same as Georg used to make'
I have no clue what OCC stands for but OK.
This is my first RP ever, yay for me! How often should I post and whats does OCC stand for? I will probably be asking more questions since I'm new to RP.
Leanne sniffed. "I... I only nicked her bag 'cause I wanted to get me and my friend away from those things."
JoshasorousRex said:
I have no clue what OCC stands for but OK.
This is my first RP ever, yay for me! How often should I post and whats does OCC stand for? I will probably be asking more questions since I'm new to RP.
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