well, its saying its 250 points, so we may have to wait a while to get a DT up. Until then we can just discuss on here. I think we should start either today, or tomorrow.
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
really? thanks! I dont know why its 250, it should be none
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
Appearance. Long, flowing black hair that has never been cut. Pale skin that never burns or tans. Yellow eyes that remind him of the zombies and scare people away.
Personality. Likes to be alone and in the shadows. He seems harmless but is always listening and attentive. He is agile and surprisingly strong. And almost always, he thinks hes some kind of freak.
Likes/Dislikes: none
History: Was born on the street. Survives on his own skills. and knows everything there is to know about zombies.
Appearance: Quite tall, short brown hair, strong build, wears glasses and is quite pale.
Personality: Takes on the attitude that nobody but herself matters and only does something if it will benefit her in some way by like twofold. is very adaptable and is very lazy (This is very depressing *has taken riders advice and is describing herself with the name as an exception*) Oh and is quite sadistic...
Likes/Dislikes/Habits: Likes: Getting her own way, is obsessed with manga, being in comfort though can deal with havoc, 'shoot 'em ups' (Not Call of Duty (5), it freaks me out and I can only get to like level three before screaming and committing suicide!!!!! so this story book will be interesting) and games like 'assassins creed' exerting authority over lesser beings like younger siblings and annoying school peers (Mad_Moo..) alike. lol. Dislikes: Having to work for anything, being patronised, onions, mushrooms, all foods with the same texture. Seaweed, is terrifying, I don't like it at all. Yeah a lot of things. Habits: Biting her nails, and daydreaming in any circumstance!
Strengths/Weaknesses: Is calm when zombies are not trying to kill her. Hates intense sunlight and heat. enjoys seeing others in pain so is able to cope with arms being ripped off (is that a strength?) Is like the biggest coward of the millennia, so don't be expecting any bravado but escaping, and lots of it.
History: My usual dark gory stuff (brains not working right now) I will probably make it up as I go along...
Other: What a nice dependable person she (I) am... and not up for love as she will be preoccupied with trying not to die...
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"Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler" -Einstien
you could, but it wouldnt be very interesting, for you to write about lol not much thought process
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
OK here is Emma's history... Emma first encountered zombies in her school, she has no idea how it happened but the school doors suddenly wouldn't open and a zombie was let loose. It was a massacre and the only reason Emma survived is because she abandoned her friends and ran into an empty class room in the havoc. she locked the door and piled chairs up against it. She didn't know what to think as she drowned out the screams of her peers by loudly singing the only songs she knew word for word; Christmas carols. There was silence once they had died and then suddenly she heard crashes and the flimsy structure of the classroom shook, They're coming through the wall she thought in a panic, and then at that moment it was as if a switch had been flicked, she saw the way out. The window... She flung a chair against the window and, nothing, not even a scratch. A quick glance behind her was enough to power her whole body, screaming she jumped and somehow managed to pull herself up to the top of the window and open it. she struggled to fit herself through the thin gap and when she did she almost fell two storeys. Whimpering and crying she looked into the classroom to see the wall had took some serious damage and she could see hands pulling away at the wall, she had heard that the infection spread faster in some than it did in others. she looked in horror as she recognised the bracelet she had given to her best friend for her birthday. This is some kind of sick joke or a dream, she tried to convince herself with no prevail. Sniffling she realised she was most likely going to die once the zombies got through the wall. hanging on and gathering up what little courage she possessed she peeked around and spotted a tree within reach. She stopped sniffling as she had found a small flicker of hope. she took one last look in at the screeching zombies and pushed herself away from the small ledge she had been balancing on. branched whipped around her and it seemed as it the tree was reluctant to catch her as she tumbled down. Her hands finally found something to grab hold of and it felt as though her arm was going to rip off with the jolt she felt soon after. Quickly regaining her senses she dropped from the low down branch and somehow managed to land safely. She realised that there was no getting away from the zombies who were probably almost through the walls, she considered screaming but that would only draw attention to herself and no one was guaranteed to go save a teenager from a mob of zombies. She figured that she hadn't gotten away from their clutches yet. She bit her nails while looking for something to do, anything that would stop the night mare. "Hey!" she heard a voice, "Move away from the building, quickly!" Emma figured that the voice probably had something up their sleeve and decided to obey. as she ran she heard a whistling over her head and suddenly and intense heat erupted from behind her. as she fell to the ground, two things occurred to her, the first; that she was safe, the second... Someone had purposely targeted the school and deliberately barricaded the doors to stop people coming out. But who?
Sorry this is so long but I enjoy writing stuff like this and cot a bit carried away...
"Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler" -Einstien
this is my idea. There was a genetic enhancement that was being used on poor people. It was supposed to enhance all the senses and strength. It was called Zomme A. They released it and it worked fine, until it mutated. Its mutation enhanced the senses so much that they eventually destroyed most of the brain, leaving just a figure with no real thoughts and only enhanced senses and strength. It would be called Zomme B. ( get it?) And the third which is half and half between the two. My person. Phelix Stark would be the third Zomme C. Tell me if thats a good idea
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
