The Wanderer
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(Me too! She a pretty cool character ^°^)
Nathaniel looked at Ivy and shook his head. "Favorite color.." he said, with a grin on his face. He could tell she was trying to make him feel better. "I would have to say red. What about you?"
(Things are about to get interesting, I promise) -
"Blue," she said, smiling. "Every kind. Like the sky, or the ocean, the natural kinds are the best."
She smiled whimsically and continued on. "Sometimes I wish I could just fly up and sit on one of those big fluffy clouds."
She realized that she sounded like a five year old and stopped quickly.
(Alright, I'm waiting for the first zombie to show up) -
Nathaniel smirked at her, then quickly turned the opposite direction. Something wasn't right here. It was to quite, and there were no other noises than Ivy and his footsteps. He unholstered the shotgun off his back, and loaded it. He had to make sure he was ready. He knew what it was like to be unprepared in a situation like this.
Before he had the chance to looked up, he heard a chorus of moans. The sounds of shuffling across the concrete was a warning to his ears. As the first one came into view, he aimed and fired. Befire he knew it, the zombies head exploded into a million pieces. -
(Dang it, I should give her a more practical weapon. What is a dagger gonna do? Maybe that's all she's found so far.)
"Run!" Ivy called out to Nathaniel, as she began to scale the walls of an abandoned building. A zombie grabbed her boot but she kicked it hard in the face. She closed one eye, seized a brick, and threw it at a zombie close to Nathaniel, knocking its head off of its shoulders. -
Nathaniel fired off a couple of shots, before he took Ivy's advice. These zombies weren't the fastest, but they could cause some serious damage. "Come on!" he shouted at Ivy, waving her forward. If they didn't break away now, they would be lost in the chaos.
(Sounds like a good idea :3) -
Ivy raced beside Nathaniel, the zombies moaning loudly behind them. She pointed towards a cliff hanging over a lake.
"Zombies can't swim! We have to jump or else we won't make it!" she cried out. -
Oh no...
One thing Nathaniel had never liked was heights, but Ivy was right. If they didn't jump, they would be consumed by the zombies. "Okay," he took a deep breath. "You can do this. You can do this."
He contined to run, and flung himself off the cliff. For a split second, it felt as if he was floating. Then, just as fast as the feeling came, it went. He felt gravity pulling him toward the surface of the water, and he braced himself.
As soon as his body hit the water, he began to swim. The shoreline wasn't that far way, but he could feel his weapons weighing him down.
F***. I hope we can find an arsenal soon.
He dropped his shotgun and pistol into the water. He felt the difference in weight, and swam toward the shore. -
She felt the water envelop her and welcomed its silky touch. She paddled towards shore and began to wring her hair out.
'Well, I needed a bath anyways,' she thought, whimsically. -
As Nathaniel stood on the shore, he watched Ivy. She was not in the least bit hesitant. He sighed and pulled out the machete that was strapped around his waist. "Alright, time to get moving." he said, making his way down a dirt path.
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She skipped alongside Nathaniel, in an extraordinarily good mood. Suddenly she stopped.
"What's today's date?" she inquired, a quizzical expression etched onto her face. -
Nathaniel paused and looked at her. "It's Thursday, August 22nd. The year is 2099."
He resumed walking, noticong that the sky was starting to turn dark. They had to find shelter soon. Otherwise they weren't going to make it. -
She nodded and pretended as though this date wasn't anything out of the ordinary. But it was. It was her birthday. She recalled what birthdays used to be like. Her train of thought was disrupted as she saw what appeared to be a cave, but she distinctly saw a door handle poking out of the plant matter covering it.
"Look at that!" she said, pointing at the door knob. "I think we found ourselves a hidden fort!" -
(bump)
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(RESURRECT, YEE OLD ROLEPLAY MWAHAHA >:D)
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