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Oct 06, 2013 06:47PM
Anthony: After finding my girlfriend- dead, bullet holes, bloody, and in an odd angle- I had fallen into a state of deep depression. She was mt everything, and now she was gone. I was currently perched on a stack of boxes in an abandoned Costco, wholesale store, with a bottle of beer in my hand. My legs dangled over the edge of the crate, and I had spent an hour sitting in the store. It had been four months since the attacks, and I had been able to stay alive, without sign of anyone I knew. I ha mostly gotten over Olivia, but her disturbing image stillfpashed across my mind some days. I hopped off the crate, proceeding with my "shopping".
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Anthony: After finding my girlfriend- dead, bullet holes, bloody, and in an odd angle- I had fallen into a state of deep depression. She was mt everything, and now she was gone. I was currently perched on a stack of boxes in an abandoned Costco, wholesale store, with a bottle of beer in my hand. My legs dangled over the edge of the crate, and I had spent an hour sitting in the store. It had been four months since the attacks, and I had been able to stay alive, without sign of anyone I knew. I ha mostly gotten over Olivia, but her disturbing image stillfpashed across my mind some days. I hopped off the crate, proceeding with my "shopping".
((it's perfect though!!! Holy crap I love it, it's pretty much what I expected! I'm no good cause I have to transition out of the Paul phase and get my head in a dofferent persona))
Anthony: I glanced up from my sandwich, chomping away on the deli meat and bread. "oh hey," I nodded, taking a swig of my beer. "I don't know, they wanted to pick a fight," I shrugged, taking another bite. "watcha girls up to?" I raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out where these girls had come from. They just appeared. From nowhere.
((pooooo:( NOOOOO))Anthony: "who knows?" I shrugged carelessly, balling up my trash and tossing it into the gutter. I stood up and brushed off my pants, offering my free hand for her to shake. "I'm Anthony," a quirky smile played on y lips as I looked the two over. "was that exciting to you...?" I asked, clearly amused.
Anthony: "that's what I thought," I rolled my eyes, chugging the rest of my beer and tossing the bottle into the storm drain as well. "uh... Well I need to be getting on my way," I jammed my hands into my pockets, biting the inside of my cheek. Would it be okay to just leave them? They were girls, after all... I decided that itd be better that way, judging from the louder ones attitude. I could do without.
Anthony: I turned my head slowly while walking backwards, smiling a bit. "Anthony. Anthony Rymes," I repeated, noting that this girl didn't take notice of details very well. "and yours?" I offered, pausin on the sidewalk. Maybe it would've been wise to join the two, work as a team. I ignored that feeling, deciding to see what they were about first.
Anthony: "rennin, and Charlotte," I repeated, nodding. "oh, that's a cool name," I noted, raising my eyebrow at rennin. "nice to meet you two, is it just you guys?" I cocked my head, pointing at the two.
Brandon: "you have a pitbull? That's cool," I said with a hint of jealousy. My own pitbull had ran away in the midst of all the chaos, and I had never found him again. I glanced at rennin, surprised and a bit scared of her observant stare. "well uh..." I trailed off, unsure how to conitnue the conversation. Maybe I just shouldn't. "have you come across any other... Survivors?" I asked softly.
Anthony: I nodded, pursing my lips as we three stood there. "I think I'm gonna go," I pointed behind me at the soccer mom car I had borrowed from some unknowing citizen. "You're welcome to join me I'f you want," I added, feeling rude.
Anthony: "I saw," I put up my hands defensively and digging into my pockets for the keys. "in that case..." I saluted the two casually, walking off towards the car. Sheesh, she was a handful.
((gotta go:( tomorrow, tell Hannah when she eta on to play Anthony!!! Just don't go to the cabin yet I'f you do, pause there and dot go any further!!!))Anthony: I almost let out a laugh when she suggested thatni should join them. "I don't know about that," I sighed, looking over the van with doubting eyes as I let myself into the Volvo. "how bout we stick to two different cars?" I suggested.
Anthony: I sighed, giving into charlottes pressuring. I'f she wanted me to come along, why the hell not? I could always leave them... "fine, fine," I chuckled softly, cutting the engine and digging around the seats for things I had stashes away. I located a small duffel, and got out of the car with it. "got gas?" I nodded towards the van.
Anthony: I laughed lightly, shaking my head as I hefted my duffel into the back seat. I'f they left, could always have gone back to my car, I thought to myself. "where we headed?" I peered over the shoulder of charlottes seat, buckling my seatbelt in the process. Safety first, right? Women drivers, no survivors.((sorry, my schedule is hectic!!! Usually not on til late, depending on homework! I always do a sweep of gr in the morning thoug))
((oh, whoops! Pretend one seats up;) ))Anthony: "no, not really," I shrugged, observing the interior of the van. It was slightly messy, but so was mine. I took a deep breath, settling back into my seat, after deciding rennin was a good enough driver. A car crash would've been a pretty sad way to go. "careful," I cautioned, peering out the window for guards.
Anthony: "cabin?" I raised an eyebrow. "why don't we stop there for a few nights? It's probably a good idea for shelter," I suggested, glancing every few scones out the window.
Anthony: "ah, so it's that kind of cabin," I rolled my eyes. "whatever, I'll find something," I shrugged my shoulders, peering out the windows. ((sorry, won't be on till late tonight!!!))
Anthony: "thaaaats lovely," I rolled my eyes, catching a fallen piece of food and popping it into my mouth. Although I just ate, I was still hungry. Man could I eat. "got anywhere else in mind?" I said through a mouthful.
Anthony: "my house is out of the quesrion," I frowned. Graffiti everywhere, and the house had been ransacked by thieves. not to mention the rotting stink of mold and decay, coming from an unknown source.
Anthony: "a motel. You're joking, right?" I snorted, a bit tense. Did she know what she was doing? There were intruders everywhere. The only reason we weren't being shot was because of the coverage of trees overhead on the lone path. Going into public and asking for a hotel room? Might as well ask to be shot.
Anthony; "babe, I just thought I'd let you know... Being out here is dangerous. Stepping into town? Dead for sure," I said slowly, hoping it'd sink in and they wouldn't get themselves murdered. "we should try for things like... Someone's house, or... Somewhere hidden," I suggested.
Anthony: my eyes widened as I ducked protectively as the car swerved to a halt. "what the f?" I asked slowly. "y'all needa chill out," I raised my hands defensively, frowning. "I can just leave," I pointed to the door. "go back to my soccer mom car, keep myself safe," I suggested a bit mockingly, annoyed with the two. Girls were such girls.
Anthony; "well f you too," I rolled my eyes, giving her the finger as well. I didn't see what the big deal was. I began to regret coming with the two hormonal females, and I sunk my head into my hands.
((shoh!! Hmmm... Well I wasthinking Paul could be yelling at lilian and stuff and mistreating her, and Anthony and Charlotte hear it and sneak up on the cabin? Then they creep inside and Anthony yells at Paul, they fight a little, and Paul ends up getting killed?))
((sorry guys!!!!!! Ahhh!!! Hey Hannah, could you play Anthony instead of Paul??? Pretty pleeeease???!!!! I think it'd be easier for me to play Paul right now>.< had an eventful annoying lunch so yeahhh))
((thanks bby! Oh heck yeah. I'm ranting))Paul: I had taken a long nap, only just getting up to let my slave out of her room for a bathroom break and a drink of water. "get up," I hunted into the darkness, hefting my rifle.
((um... I'm not sure they would need to be buying anything, remember the whole city has been taken over by evil people... Well I guess they'd be buying stuff from the evil people but just keep that in mind))
Anthony: I frowned, raising my eyebrows. "I was invited to stay with you two," I protested, "and why the hell would I carry around money when it's easier to steal?" I snorted. Girls. "it's alright, lilian," I said hurriedly, afraid shed break out in tears.
Anthony: as rennin brewed over the steering wheel, I sat back and relaxed. Shed blow over soon, and I'd be ready to enjoy it. That had to e a lesson for them, not to invite 'strange men' to come with them places. Coulda been a rapist, or one of those crazy killers.
Anthony: "oh hoh, feisty," I teased. "you know, I can leave..." I suggested nonchalantly, as if it weren't a big deal. It wasnt. "I think I'll e okay on my own, and there's three of you now," I pointed out. "that actually sounds great. Wanna drop me off over back yonder?" I pointed down the road, referring to the street plaza where my car was parked.
Anthony: "hey! I'm asking to be let off! Is this kidnapping?" I demanded, pretending to act serious and not crack up. Chic was way too tense. Maybe her headband was too tight. "c'mon, now, don't you wanna get rid of me?" I shouted over the piercing music volume.
Anthony: "haha, me? Douchebag? Pft, nahh," I I shrugged. "well douchebag or not, I really, really need to get out of this vehicle," I gave a very uncomfortable lilian a sideways look as I reached down for my baseball duffel loaded with nessecities and my daily hauls. I didn't need these hormonal chics. I didnt understand there reasoning, or their senses of humor. I'f they had any.
Anthony: I closed my eyes, smiling to myself. "oh, oh, oh..." I chuckled, reaching to unlock the weird contraption of a door. "No, your generosity is superb. Five stars. But your attitudes? I don't know..." I shrugged, pointing out the obvious. "I mean, do you guys even want me here? What's the benefit for you guys? You'd have to share more, and... It seems you guys get easily annoyed. Espeacially..." I pointed to rennin, the driver. Woop. I put my finger back down, fearing shed snap around her head a full 180 and bite off my finger. Then keep driving.
Anthony: I bit my bottom lip, letting out a few snorts by accident. "come on lilian, let's get outta here," I grinned, hoisting my duffell onto my lap and offering my hand to lilian. "stop!" I whined in an overly obnoxious voice, relieved to finally have let them be convinced to let me go. Goodness gracious.
Anthony: "hey- are you okay...?" I asked a bit incredulous that it only took that much to make this chic cry. I knelt unsteadily on the floor, trying to keep my balance as I brushed her hair out of her face. "come with me, I'll protect you, take care of you," I promised softly, looking up earnestly into her eyes.
Anthony: "oi! Easy!" I shook my head as rennin took a sharp turn, knocking me over. "hey, now, you're okay," I soothed, rubbing her back as I sat myself beside her with a protective arm on her shoulders. "I know it's hard... But you can do it...! You'll be okay," I assured her over and over, trying hardest to not let her cry.
((DROP LIKE AN EARTHQUAKE))Anthony: "you trust me?" I grinned teasingly. "you're in good hands. I'll take it from here," I smiled winningly, squeezing her shoulder lightly. "ey YO cap'n, can we get out?" I asked in a mocking tone. Ask some chic for permission. What a joke.
((embarrassing? I'f you did that at my school everyone would start dropping. Like an earthquake. I only said that because Trent started up his music in his room and it's all those mainstream rap songs like the wop and don't drop that thun thun thun and drop like an earthquake etc.... Hahaha grant was walking past me at school and then he and his friends all of a sudden started twerking in a circle around my friends, so funny!!! Andthy were wearing their blue stuff, and of course grant and his friends wore the whole tights and shorts ensemble like the other 80%of school did today...))
Anthony: "ah, well," I shrugged nonchalant, stuffing my pockets with my hands. "where in the heck..." I muttered to myself as I saw familiar sights. She was actually gonna let us off?((pause?))


