Zombie Land

Frankie

He grinned at the girl who'd just sat down with a huff.
"Yeah, but if you stay in one place then you can make it more secure."
Frankie took another chair and sat down heavily, setting his weighty rucksack down by his feet.
"I generally stay in a house for a week. But I was just moving when I found you guys so all my stuff is in this rather big pack here."
He patted it happily and leant back in the chair. It was nice to have some company for once. Especially company that wasn't 3 crazy zombies. The whole rotting dead thing was always an icy point when it got to intellectual conversation with them.

Nadine
It felt so good, talking to humans, even if the humans weren't so polite. Hearing humans voices was like heaven for her. Maybe the place wasn't as comfortable as a five stars hotel, but at least she had a place to stay at.
She sat in a small ripped apart chair, but thankfully, it was still comfortable.
"So, how long have you been staying here?" she asked the Desmond guy.

"A while" he said.

She looked at eveyone there, the girl, Frankie, she somehow apreciated having human companied.

"So what's your name?" She asked the girl who just arrived.

"Call me Bama" She said. Strange name.

Hope you don't mind if I join

Name: Alice Marie Randazzo

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Appearance: Ivory-skinned, dark brown, wavy hair near the middle of her back. Big dark eyes,high cheek bones, and a narrow nose.

Personality: quiet and conceited, but when she talks people tend to listen. Not good with expressing her emotions, but she has a big heart and is a loving person.

Likes/Dislikes/Habits: Likes fantasy and LOVES to make fun of bad science fiction movies. Likes to cook and likes art just as much. Dislikes spiders, rodents, and the dark (not that she is afraid of the dark, but she's afraid of what's in it.) Habits...so many it's near impossible to list them all.

Strengths and Weaknesses: Strengths are her abilities to solve complicated puzzles and problems, and her ability to move semi-silently. Weaknesses are inability to handle illness (she can't be anywhere near a person who is vomiting and/or has vomited; weak stomach) and her short temper and attention span.

History: Her parents got divorced when she was 4 years old. They have joint-custody but she spends most of her time with her mom. She usually only goes to see her dad over holidays. Her mom lives in New York City, where she works at an acting agency where Alice got in and has starred in commercials, music videos, and even some movies. Her dad lives in Hollywood where he work as a stunt double. He has taught Alice the basics of being a stunt double and how to fake many illnesses and injuries.

Other: Her boyfriend, Justin Jaellis, has been out of town on a world tour (he is a famous singer)

Alice Marie had a late start Friday morning. She hadn't slept much the previous night and hadn't heard her alarm buzz at 7:30 that morning. By the time she awoke from her murky sleep, it was 10:00. She was two hours late for work at the Swatch just down the street. She decided that sense she had never been late for work a day in her life she could report late today, as long as she didn't make a habit of it.

She rolled over onto her back and pushed her tangled hair out of her face. She had just started to drift back to sleep when her phone vibrated and sounds with a sudden ringtone. Alice sat up straight at the noise, her heart pounding. She reached over and picked up her phone from the bedside table and opened up a text message from her best friend, Jaycee Hans, that read, TGIF (thank God it's Friday). Alice closed her phone and rolled off of the bed, staggering across the hall to only bathroom of her tiny apartment.

After spending close to an hour getting ready, she grabbed a sweater off the back of a chair and made her way out of the kitchen window and down the fire escape (it was easier to get to work from the fire escape rather than walking down the four flights of stairs and out the front door.

So can I revive this?


- currently in bed.

Do not be fooled by the thing at the bottom that says that I am currently online. I just don't feel like logging in and out.

I would like that very much

Name: Raven, (Nickname, Popeye)



Age: 18



Gender: Male



Appearance: 5' 9, hair as black as a crow's feathers, olive slightly tanned skin, broad shoulders. The kind of kid who catches the eyes of girls without even having to do anything. Tends to look happy all the time, even though he rarely is.



Personality: Easy to get along with, it is very hard to make him mad. But should anyone one push him to his limit he can be very aggressive. It has never been tested as no one has ever gone out of there way to know him anyway. He earned his nickname years ago when he had acquaintances. Now they were all out of school, and he was very much alone.



Likes/Dislikes/Habits: He likes to lift weights, hence his name. He has many favorite foods. He enjoys outdoor activities like hiking. He also likes to just chill out in the woods. He finds it very relaxing. He hates cheese, he hates spicy, or too sweet foods. He hates alcoholic beverages, even though he has never even tasted any. He has a habit of popping his knuckles and humming.



Strengths/Weaknesses: He is strong, he has a lot of stamina. He is knowledgeable when it comes to outdoors things. He has read many books. His weaknesses are that he cannot run very fast. (Making him easy prey for the rabid zombies) He also has terrible eyesight, both near and far. (He likely won't be able to tell if a person is a zombie if they are more than twenty feet away from him) Also, he can't swim. At all. He is very shy.



History: He has never missed a day of school in all his years in High School. He is a good student and has never gotten in any trouble. He does a good job of keeping his grades high. His parents are nice but don't seem to get the big picture out of the things that he tells them.



Other: He does not drive a vehicle, but he is very good on a mountain bike. (Will come in handy when out racing zombies)

You are going to include the running variety of zombies, right? I find nothing threatening about slow lumbering zombies. I would yawn if I ever saw one.

Can I join as well?

more the merrier

I have one question.

Why is a storybook about zombies rated 12?

I mean, because when I think of anything involving zombies I automatically think blood and gore.

(Not at ALL based on me, )

Name: Deus Regis

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Spoiler

Personality: I can't be bothered to write one currently.

Likes/Dislikes/Habits: (Same reason as Personality.)

Strengths/Weaknesses: (Same.)

History: (SAME.)

Other: . . . Need I write anything here?

Looks like me before my haircut.

Lol,

this was posted before the site changed, so the rating changed to. It was PG-13, which admittedly wasn't much better, but I couldnt make it R, or there would be no one. So, has everyone read the previous posts?

Yeah, I read them.