Description

"It can not get worse then this."

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[font=Cambria]Quinn James Groves

Alias None

Birthday Nov 16

Age 25

Nationality Canadian (2/4 German) (1/4 British) (1/4 French)

Role Immune Guest

Sexuality Hetrosexual

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"My father used to tell me. Walk softly and carry a big gun".

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Height and Weight 6'1" 183 lbs

Build Lean and Muscular

Skin Tone Lightly Tanned

Hair Color Dirty Blonde

Eye Color Green

Scars/Tattoo's A bunch of smaller scars spread out around the right side of his body from shrapnel from a IED, and a tattoo of the Latin saying Veni, Vidi, Vici on his right forearm

Brief Clothing Description

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|Quirks & Habits Smoking, making things go 'bomb', grinding his teeth, cracking his knuckles

Skills Proficient use of Fire-arms civilian and military, survival skills, a good cook, Hunting, Experienced Engineer and demolitions

Fears/Weakness
Death
Cats
The Dark

Equipment
On him a fire axe, his wallet, and the cloths on his back. Back Pack in his room, small first aide kit, some granola bars, change of cloths.

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Weapons
✤Fire Axe✤
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Personality

Sanity:Sane

Likes
▲Smoking
▲Candy
▲Hunting
▲His Comics
▲Coffee
▲A good book
▲Fire-Arms
▲Dislikes
▼Cats
▼The Desert
▼Death
▼Spicy Foods
▼Alcohol
▼Drugs
▼People making Canadian Jokes
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Place of Origin

Family Tree Elizabeth Groves (Mother) Jacob Groves (Father)

Happiest Memory

Saddest Memory Mother's Death

Occupations Previously for 4 years he served in the Canadian Armed Forces (Combat Engineer), now going back to school to become a Electrician. (Third Year Apprentice)

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History
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So begins...

Quinn Groves's Story

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Character Portrait: Wyatt "Zero" Matthews

Character Portrait: Amelia "Nox" Matthews

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#2015-02-22 00:05:14, as written by AvalonKnight

With a sharp intake of breath Tristan pushed her horrified thoughts back and swiftly stood, grabbing her duffel and gripping the climbing pick tightly in her crimson soaked hands. Her own blood mixed with the crazed woman's, soaking Tristan's clothes and coating her skin in a thin layer of blood. More moans and snarls came from around her but she ignored when since she didn't see any sickly people. Quickly coming up with a plan she rushed back to the hotel lobby, swinging open the doors, only to see two sickly people rushing towards two men. One of the sickly grabbed hold of the overweight man, teeth snapping at him. Before she had time to think Tristan lunged, kicking one crazed, making him fall over and stabbing the head of the crazed who was holding the bigger man. The creature's body went slack and before the men could say anything Tristan rushed over to the fallen crazed, who was struggling to get up, and slammed her foot down onto its head, smashing the skull. She glanced down at the men, noting they had guns. She probably looked like one of those crazed people with all the blood on her. What a word she rushed over to the stairs, having no patience for the elevator and rushed up to her floor and to her room. Once she entered her room she locked the door and stripped out of her clothes and went to the bathroom, washing off the blood before she put on a new pair of clothes. She grabbed all her bags, stuff all the packaged food and water from the mini fridge into her backpack, while also grabbing the towels, sheets and mini soaps and shampoos. Tristan has watched her brother play every zombie game there is so she had a clue of what was happening. It still made her feel sick to kill a person though. She made sure to grabbed her pocket knife from her sweater and with it she pulled lamps and the television apart, cutting out wires and putting them in her bag. Once she had basically stripped the room clean she left. She had the idea to check the other rooms but most were locked and she didn't have time to force them open.

On her way down she heard voices from one of the rooms and being curious she followed. She stopped at a room and looked in to she two young Asian's, a girl and a boy. "Are you alright?" Tristan asked, standing in the doorway but not entering the room.

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#2015-02-22 01:42:02, as written by ☿Urania☿

Amelia was relieved when her brother came to her aid. Once all taken care of she laid her arm across her forehead breathing heavily as the wound stung and throbbed in pain. "I love you, sis, but keep in mind that, if we were in an anime or a TV show, I'd probably have killed you by now."

Nox let out a pained chuckle but grabbed as her hip as the pain slightly intensified when she laughed. " Aha, brother, I love you too but no one is going to kill me until, well I'm actually good as dead." sitting up Amy looked under the bed sheet that was wrapped around her hip. No skin has been torn off just a nasty bite mark, thank the gods. Amelia sighed in relief but laid back down on the floor with her arm placed over her forehead shielding her eyes from the light bulb that was right over them. " God it bloody stings. He got me good . . . Oppa," her voice went small and sounded as if it trembled a bit. " I-I don't wanna die yet . . ." Amy squeezed her eyes shut tightly small tears forming at the edges and slowly falling down the sides.

Laying there, Nox took a second to recollect herself and shook the thought of death from her head, she wasn't about to give up just yet, that's one thing she hated doing, it was giving up knowing she could have done more. Blowing out a frustrated sigh the young woman sat up with a pained groan but right in that moment was when she heard a female voice. "Are you alright?"
Looking up at her brother Amy raised an eyebrow then looked towards the door where a pretty blonde girl stood. " Oh me? I'm bloody awesome. You know just laying on the floor with a bite mark on my hip that stopped bleeding a lot but mostly just stings now courtesy to that tall man over there. " she said in pained but slightly sarcastic tone as she pointed towards the zombie that laid limp on the floor with a hole in it's head from her brother.

"Bloody bastard chased me to my room and tackled my damn door down, like really that was rude of him! Fucking zombies." her British accent came through strongly as her nostrils flared angrily but she calmed down quickly and laid back on the floor. With a groan she continued " Ugh, you won't happen to have a mini bottle of whiskey or actually any type of alcohol on you, would you?" her brown eyes met blue with a small pleading look in them.

Pained surged throughout her body as she shifted slightly on the hard floor. Her neck was throbbing and her vision was blurry but when she took her hand to her neck all she felt was warm sticky liquid. "Mmm? The fuck?" propping herself up on an elbow her vision began to come back to her as Jessie took in her surroundings. That's right I was walking to the room this morning after an early jog when the damn receptionist attacked me. All of her memories from hours before came flooding back. "Bitch bit me, she really fucking bit me." she growled as she stood up slowly her head slightly spinning. Where had she gone?

Looking around Jessie saw carnage, bloody hand prints on the walls and luggage carts that adorned the vacant hall. Multiple bodies scattered around the floor of the hall with limbs missing, it was hard to make out an actual body that had all it's parts. Finally her eyes landed on the bloody, mangled body of the once beautiful receptionist that took a bite out of Jessie. Oh yeah, that's right the crazy bitch bit me then I killed her, I killed her with that machete I found on the running path. I was coming in with it to give it to the front desk because I'm pretty sure it wasn't suppose to be there when she attacked me.

Shuffling her body over to her, Jess took a firm grip of the handle of the machete and pulled hard releasing the steel from it's human cage. Luckily the bite mark on the side of her neck had stopped bleeding but the warm air against it still made it sting. Rolling her eyes, she took hold of her weapon and began down the hall with her guard up. She wanted out of this shit hole but needed her things from her room so that's where she was headed. Once there she grabbed her bag not thinking of grabbing the things from the mini fridge and just stormed out her room but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw a figure hunched over on the floor. It was a zombie and he was feasting on the innards of a man. The crunching and tearing echoed throughout the silent hall and it made Jessie cringe her teeth in disgust.

Running up to it from behind she swung down with her machete splitting it's head halfway open but it was enough to put it down for good. She stared down at the half eaten corpse with disgust and pity. " Poor bastard." she mumbled before setting off down the steps into the lobby when a girl swiftly passed her on the way up. She looked back but the girl was gone down the hall then she looked back forward to see two men standing there in a bloodied mess with a small pile of bodies collecting in front of them.
" Well shit, and here I thought everyone went bat shit crazy."

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#2015-02-23 07:02:28, as written by Bugbuster

Quinn was awoken by the sound of a klaxon going off next to him, his hand reached for his phone next to him and slapped the snooze button and rolled back into bed. "Ugh. What the f*** did I do last night." he pulled the pillow over his head, not even 30 seconds later the alarm went off on his phone again. He groaned and threw the covers off only to have to balance himself on the bed side table as he tried to stand. He blinked a couple of times and rubbed the back of his neck as he glanced at the clock 10:52 am, he yawned and walked into his bathroom to clean himself up.

Quinn brushed his teeth quickly and got a change of cloths and dressed himself up in jeans and a long sleeve shirt. He had decided to go hiking earlier and packed a spare set of cloths and other necessities and left his room. As soon as he stepped into the hall he noticed it was empty, he glanced down the other way and noticed a man standing near the other side. "Good Morning!" Quinn said as he locked the door behind him. He got a response from the man which surprised him, sounded like a growl? Quinn shrugged his shoulder and began walking down the hallway, "Sounds like someone woke up with a stick up there ass..." he continued to the elevator and hit the button. He turned to glance over his shoulder at the sound of shuffling feet behind to come face to face with the man from before. Or if you call him a man. Quinn almost vomited he knew the smell of rotting flesh and this was a walking. Corpse? Quinn's eye's went wide as he raised his arm to try and block the thing as it lunged at him.

The man was missing the part of his lower right jaw but that didn't stop him from latching the remaining part of his jaw onto Quinn's forearm and trying to take a chunk out. His instincts kicked in and threw a right hook and smashed the man in the side of the head. He heard something snap and the zombie let go of his arm and stumbled into the wall nearby. The thing growled at him again and Quinn glanced over his shoulder he need help or a weapon? Well one of his prayers were answered in the form of a fire axe on the wall. He broke the glass with his fist and quickly retrieved the axe, "Stay back! Don't make me use this!"

The man or what used to be a vacationer just howled before charging straight at him again. Quinn swung the axe over his head and split the things skull, it dropped to it's knees as Quinn planted his boot on it's shoulder and kicked the limp body of the axe.
"F***!" he swore at himself as he steadied his breathing, he had promised himself he would never take another persons life. He looked down at the axe and back to the body of the zombie he killed well it wasn't really alive, well multiple gun-shots. He grabbed his extra shirt and tore a piece off and wrapped it around the wound quickly before zipping his back-pack up and made his way to another floor.

He killed another one in the stairway, cutting three quarters through it's neck and severing the spine as he entered the next floor. It seemed completely empty like his except for he heard voices and he noticed a blonde in a doorway of a hotel room. He lowered his axe and began walking over as she looked fine, "Is everyone okay?"

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#2015-02-23 22:55:59, as written by Fable

Zero leaned over the chair slightly, his head tilting both ways to check for any signs of the undead. When he was satisfied there were no oncoming threats of immediate death, he pulled back and turned to face his sister who was still lying on the ground. "Aha, brother, I love you too but no one is going to kill me until, well I'm actually good as dead," she retorted. He nodded and, for a brief moment, a hint of a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Most people would choose to be killed before they turn, but I'm not going to go against your wishes." He unbuttoned the cuffs of his sleeves and rolled them up to the elbow as he made his way over to the room's window. He pulled back the curtains, took a peek... and what he saw was enough to make him sick. He hung his head before he saw too much. Idiot, he thought. I should be used to this by now. He'd seen it enough, anyhow, but there was a whole lot of difference between TV effects and the real thing. Somehow the ripping apart of human flesh and the blood curdling screams weren't as entertaining as they had been before, not now that he was witnessing them first hand. Cursing himself a few more times, he stepped back and moved over to his sister's position and squatted beside her.

" God it bloody stings. He got me good... Oppa," she continued after a moment, " I-I don't wanna die yet..." Zero made a tutting sound and shook his head at her as his hand reached steadily for hers. He squeezed her hand gently and gave her a brief but somewhat comforting kiss on the knuckle. When he was done, he laid her hand down once more. "Hey. You're not going to die, y'know," he stated rather matter-o-factly. "You're strong enough to beat this, I know you are." His eyes followed her every movement as she sat herself up slowly; he was ashamed to admit that he was a little wary of his sister now that she'd been bitten, but he wanted to be there for her no matter what.

Zero had to crane his neck upon hearing footsteps in the hallway, and his eyes immediately went to the doorway. Though he was relieved to see that it wasn't a zombie, he was far from pleased that he'd have another person tagging along on their little 'journey' - if the situation was as bad as he'd thought and they'd need to get out as soon as possible. While he knew it was good to travel in groups for protection, it also meant that he'd have to participate as part of a group and he wasn't so ready for something like that. There was just something about cooperation that was incredibly unpleasant for him as a whole. "Are you alright?" the blonde asked and Zero's mouth opened to speak, but he was cut off before a single word had left his lips. "Oh me? I'm bloody awesome. You know just laying on the floor with a bite mark on my hip that stopped bleeding a lot but mostly just stings now courtesy to that tall man over there," his sister replied and Zero habitually rolled his eyes in response to her blatant rudeness. Zero may not have been very social, but his sister was something else entirely.

Zero was standing as his sister spoke again but he was more concerned with walking towards the door to move the chair out of the way. Grunting slightly, he lifted it and practically threw it to one side, having exhausted most of his energy running to his sister's aid and moving the chair in the first place. It was only when he heard her asking for alcohol that he snapped his head around to her and shook it abruptly. "Alcohol isn't going to solve anything right now, sis." He then turned once more to the blonde and gave her a brief smile. "Name's Wyatt, but I go by Zero. This is my sister, Amelia, but everybody calls her Nox." He might've extended a hand to her if they were in any other situation, or if the island wasn't going to complete shit at that time, but he had no idea who this woman was or what she was capable of. "And you are..?"

As he was waiting for a response, he heard another man's voice not far off in the hallway and footsteps approaching the room. Throwing his hands in the air, he finally gave in to the feeling of irritation that had been threatening to creep up since his sister got bit. "My God! Do they ever stop coming?" he practically spat. He turned a head to the tall blonde and frowned. "Got any more of you hiding down the hallway, or..?"

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#2015-02-24 00:33:16, as written by Fallout Decree

Toby felt around his jacket as he kept the Cold Rifle barrel put a few centimeter's away from Chester's Stomach. "Dont worry kid. We arent going to shoot you." Toby patted the last pocket on his Tac vest "Aint go any Zip ties. Issac! You take the kid and escort him back to the lobby, we aint got enough time to go through the Norm Check process" Toby said as he lifted Chester to his feet.

"Alright, listen. Your gonna follow Officer Issac back down to the lobby where there are Normal, non-canniblistic People." Toby said as he pointed to Issac. "Gods Speed Issac, i'll be down with whoever i can find" He said as he turned around and began walking up more stairs.

On one of the flights, there was a dead zombie. Hos neck cut 3 quarters way through. "Survivors..." He thought to himself as he approached the open door. "Hello!" He shouted as he looked into the room with his rifle, and the smoke billowing from his cigar. "hey! you!" He said as to the man walking down the hall. "Put e'm up!" He said as he raised the rifle towards him

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#2015-02-24 01:14:48, as written by AvalonKnight

"Your brother's right, since your bleeding alcohol will do far more harm then good but we should clean that wound and wrap it up, the sheets will work but we have to hurry....just call me Mack, now Nox just sit tight and try not to move" Tristan said sternly as she turned to response to the new man "We've got some bites and a head wound but other then that everyone's fine".

She ignored Zero's rude statement, dropped her bags beside Nox and quickly went into the bathroom. Grabbing towels she wet down one, adding a small amount of soap. Going back into the room she quickly tended to Nox, carefully dabbing at the bloodied wound. The bite wound on Tristan's own arm was still lightly bleeding and she had no idea about how big the wound on the back of her head was. Once she finished cleaning the wound Tristan stood and went to the bed, flinging back the quilt and grabbing the white sheets. She ripped the thin sheets, first wrapping up her own arm wound then ripped more and went back to Nox.

"This will do for now until we are safe, then I can properly treat you" Tristan informed her before gently wrapping the strips of sheet around her hips and waist. She quickly grabbed her bags and stood, having heard another man in the hall she tensed. "Grab all your shit and lets move, I don't care if you guys come with me or not but if you are then hurry up, Nox your wound may hurt but its fine for now" Tristan's voice was cold but she did care, she didn't want to see these people killed. She gripped her weapon tightly, feeling secure with the pick in her hand and knife in her pocket.

"I'll go deal with these guys outside" she said then left the room to see a man with an axe and a man with a gun. The man with the gun had it pointed at them as he said the put down the weapons.

"Like fucking hell I'm putting down my weapons with a gun pointed at me, so why don't getting that idea out of your head" she snapped angrily, glaring at the older man. "Now I'm thinking we cut the crap and get the hell out of this hotel before we are eaten, sound good?" she said as she turned back to the door "You guys coming or not?" she asked Nox and Zero.

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#2015-02-24 01:25:13, as written by Fallout Decree

"If you wonder your getting eaten. I'd sugest Following me blondie." He said rudley back at her "You wouldnt last a minute against a mob of these things with those weapons. Id go with the guy with the gun"he said as he walked out of the door way and turned the man around. "Holy hell, Quinn! It seems my friends are appearing every where in this damn mess" he said as he shook quinns hand. "Now Group, Follow me if you wanna make it out!" He said as he turned to exit

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#2015-02-24 01:27:20, as written by Ignetio

"I got this." Issac said to Toby. He then guided the man down to the lobby. walking down the steps all the way to the bottom. Stopping for the occasional breath "Whats your name?" He says as they stop just before the lobby. "What brings you here?" He holstered the gun and looked back to the guy. "Don't worry, I won't bite." He looks out the windows to his truck. "Unless you give me reason to of course." Issac then took a seat on one of the lobby's sofas and positioned himself to see the hall witch he came from and the outside doors. "Now we play the waiting game."

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#2015-02-24 06:53:40, as written by AvalonKnight

"Its Mack not Blondie, asshole" she snapped at the man before turning towards the other people. "Its simple you guys have three option's, follow me, follow that old asshole or go off by yourselves, choose and make it fast please I don't want to stick around here much longer" Tristan told Nox, Zero and the other guy.

Growling and snarls came from some of the rooms down the hall, the sounds making Tristan stiffen as the grip on her weapon tightened. A 'crash' followed as three of the crazed people knocked door one of the door's room, the small group fumbling over each other. Before anyone could attack or even fire a gun Tristan was beside the group of crazies, or zombies and killed them quickly, plugging the blade into each of their skulls. They flopped down, dead.

"Please hurry and make your decision before more of these fucker's show up" .

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#2015-02-24 15:40:47, as written by ☿Urania☿

"Aish, the alcohol isn't for drinking Zero." Amy rolled her eyes at her brothers assumption but when the woman in front of her introduced herself as Mack and agreed with her brother, Amy sighed and sat back up once more. " It was for disinfecting, geez! If by some chance I don't turn into a zombie I don't want this getting infected." she huffed like a child would when denied something.

Peeking in between the woman's legs, Nox saw the tall blonde guy standing by the door and then his brothers annoyed statement that made her chuckle a bit despite her state. " Calm it, brother. "

While Mack cleaned Amelia up she couldn't help but to stare. It was something to keep her mind off of what was happening around her, something to calm her nerves. She watched the blonde carefully as she worked, not like she was suspicious or anything more as if she was studying her. Once finish, Amy slowly stood up and placed a hand on her brothers shoulder, he looked pale for a moment while looking out the window, paler than normal but Amelia could only imagine what he just saw out those damn windows and squeezed his shoulder in a reassuring manner.

"Oppa . . ." she hesitated biting her lip. "I'm going with her." she stated and when she said her she meant the both of them. "Grab all your shit and lets move, I don't care if you guys come with me or not but if you are then hurry up, Nox your wound may hurt but its fine for now"

With a nod, Amelia pulled her tank top down to cover her wound and swiped her backpack off the floor where it had landed before she had fell. Slipping her arms back into the straps Amy checked if her shoes were properly tied. She wasn't about to die because of some stupid shoelace failure. After she made sure her shoes were tied properly and ready to go she paused for a second. "Hold on,"

She had remembered that the small closet in her room held a metal broom within it. Flinging open the closet door which wasn't that far from where she stood, Amy took out the broom and looked down at it. " I'm pretty sure these things twist off." she spoke while she stuck her tongue out applying enough force to unscrew the blasted thing. Sticking out her tongue was a weird habit of hers that lets you know that she is concentrating on something. Now with just the metal stick of the broom Amy nodded at Mack " Now I'm ready to go, I sure wasn't going out there with out a weapon." she commented before yet another voice caught her attention.

It came from the hall and now she understood her brothers frustration. People were popping up more than the undead plus Amy didn't like big groups, she liked small groups because she thought it made for better communication. This old guy had a gun and pointing it straight at Mack. She had right to call him out as she did. If your trying to help then why point a gun at us? When Mack asked if they were coming Amy looked at her brother with a are you ready look before agreeing to go with the woman.

Mentally cursing in her head, Jessie was left down stairs in the lobby fending for herself. "What gentlemen they were." she mumbled angrily under her breathe. She stood crouched behind the reception desk, weapon in hand killing anything that groaned and shuffled their feet. Her blade is now thickly covered in blood and other zombie juices that made her cringe her nose in disgust when looked upon. "This is absolute bullshit." she clenched her teeth together before yet another zombie came her way. Standing up she twirled the machete in her hand for a split second before chopping the things head clean off. Being an ex Marine and cop the killing didn't much faze her but the whole zombie ordeal was a bit too much fro her to take in.

"That's it I'm hot wiring a damn car and getting the hell out of here." Tying her hair up real quick with a rubber band on the floor next to her, Jessica had her weapon ready in hand as she slowly made her way to the lobby doors crouched back down. She peeked out of them to see the coast clear and quickly slipped out the door. When eyes laid upon the parking lot she almost threw up. Covering her mouth she gagged at the sight and stench. Body parts all over the place, blood in places that blood shouldn't reach and zombie shuffling around failing to notice her. Jess held her breathe as she slowly and quietly turned the corner of the building, her eyes scanning the lot for a suitable car until her eyes fell upon his big car, an SUV. "Bingo" she whispered before feeling the presents of something behind her.

Swiftly turning around the zombie launched at her but she stood her ground only stumbling a bit holding her weapon up in defense. Jessie then grabbed it's shoulder after it's jaws missed her and plunged the blade into it's skull watching it instantly go limp. Letting out a sign of relief she pulled out the over sized knife and flung the fresh blood off of it. Mumbling a curse word she wiped the sweat off of her forehead with her free hand then quietly but quickly made her way through the parking lot over to the black SUV that was hers to take.

Upon reaching the car she saw that the door was unlocked but there was a driver and he was looking like one of the undead, he didn't move though he just laid there with his eyes closed as if he was actually dead but Jess took no chances. Opening the door she stayed low as she quickly stabbed it in it's head and pulled it out the passenger seat tossing the body onto the floor. "Sorry man," she said before making sure their were no undead around her so she could hot wire the car. " but I need to get out of here and your car is my ticket out."

After successfully hearing the engine roar Jessie smiled " Yes!" she shouted quite loudly as she closed the door and pulled out the parking spot running over a couple of zombies on her way out.

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#2015-02-24 21:30:00, as written by Fable

Zero was getting sick and tired of being around people. It was putting him in a seriously bad mood, he reflected, and he felt he would have to break away from them all before the stress gave him a throbbing headache. He could already feel the dull throbbing of an approaching migraine, which was the absolute last thing he needed during the first few hours of a zombie apocalypse. As he pondered all the worst situations that could present themselves during their escape, Zero had completely missed most of the blonde woman's speech. She appeared to be helping his sister, which he was more than grateful for, but he knew that he probably shouldn't speak up. He wasn't going to be overly nice to these people until he knew more about them. Luckily, he would never have to try. However, Zero didn't have much luck on his side today so the chance of him getting away with his sister quickly and effectively was slim to none.

Zero's attention was drawn to his sister as she placed a hand on his shoulder. He studied her features for a brief moment as she analysed him in response. It was almost as if, just by looking at each other, they both knew exactly what the other one was feeling. She'd obviously picked up on his approaching sense of worry and fear, and he knew that from the look she gave him. As well as this, he felt her grip on his shoulder tighten briefly as if in a comforting, reassuring sort of way. The corners of his lips twisted upwards in a subtle smile as if he was showing appreciation for her concern, but also letting her know that he was alright. He lifted a hand and patted the one she'd placed on his shoulder.

"Oppa," she said after a moment. Zero's eyes went immediately to hers, after having drifted towards the door once more. "I'm going with her." This statement alone made Zero's entire body go cold. He didn't speak for what seemed like forever as he just stared at her. His eyes were somewhat soft, but his eyebrows were slowly lowering into a frown and all hints of a smile were gone entirely from his lips. He knew she meant that both of them were going with Mack which was somewhat relieving, but Zero hated not being given a choice in the matter. He'd have to stay with his sister during this crisis; he wasn't going to leave her simply because he didn't like being around other people. Sighing, he nodded his head, though he was far from pleased. "Fine," he mumbled, though he doubted she'd heard him.

"Grab all your shit and lets move, I don't care if you guys come with me or not but if you are then hurry up, Nox your wound may hurt but its fine for now," the blonde continued, and Zero groaned loudly in response. When his sister got up, so did he. While she was getting her stuff, Zero made his way out of the bedroom and past all the people in the hallway. One was pointing a gun at Mack, but the other blonde didn't seem to be doing much. Calmly, Zero went straight into his room. He forgot about the clothes in his wardrobe, but he did grab some accessories. A black beanie, a silver chain and a wrist watch. He walked over and grabbed a backpack from the corner of his room, stuffing it with some essentials. Some water bottles, some energy bars and small snacks, a torch with batteries already inside. He walked into the bathroom, packed some deodorant, toothpaste and a toothbrush, toilet roll and a pack of painkillers for his oncoming headache. As he was placing all this in the backpack, he noticed some odd souvenirs he'd picked up from the odd shops here and there. There was nothing of immediate importance; just some trinkets.

Walking back into the bedroom, he also grabbed a sheet out of the wardrobe to use in case he wanted to sleep comfortably. He couldn't see anything else he might've needed, until his eyes landed on a wooden chair. Flipping it over, he snapped one of the long legs off and tested the weight in his hand. It wasn't the greatest weapon but it would do for the time being until he found something better. After a second or two, Zero made his way back into the hallway to see that his sister had also emerged from her room. He went immediately to her side, pulling on his backpack properly as he did so. "Right... I'm ready," he told her. Leaning in to whisper in her ear, he finally spoke his mind; "I will genuinely never forgive you for making me do this," he muttered, low enough so that his voice was only audible to Nox.

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#2015-02-25 00:37:25, as written by Fallout Decree

Toby sighed and Dragged Quinn along with him. "I'd ask you hows it going be we gotta get the hell out of here first...." He said as he raced down the Stairs. "Ima tell you one thing though, im shooting anyone i dont know." He said as they reached the lobby.

"Issac, Kid, Lets move!" He said as he passed them on the couch and waved them over. "We gotta go quickly, we'll stop by your truck Issac, then we head to the Airport." And with that, they were out of the Lobby doors, and into Toby's Offroad Moded, bright red Ford Explorer "Now, where was your truck Issac?" He said as he looked back at him

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#2015-02-25 02:39:09, as written by Ignetio

"You heard him. Lets go." Issac said as he walked outside and across from a really expensive car sat his suv. He opened up the trunk and pulled out a shotgun and 2 small mags. He got in the car and turned it on. Along with the police radio. There was all sorts of commotion. But It was also a flood of information. There are officers screaming stuff like "I'M BEING OVERRUN!!" and "OFFICER DOWN!! I NEED HELP!" there was not one voice on the thing that was not screaming. Issac just reaches over and turns it off. Slowly Issac got into the suv. "Welcome to hell."

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#2015-02-27 04:19:16, as written by McPainty

Nausea and self inflicted dizziness probably wasn't the best mix at this point in time, as proven by several of Chester's fumbles and many rockings, but since Issac didn't appear keen on trying to help at all besides stand there, Chester continued to spin. However, he didn't exactly realize that he fell asleep, because how can you fall asleep in a situation like this? The tape fell from Issac's hand and Chester bent and turned to grab it. "Asleep?" He raised an eyebrow. As tired as Chester was, he wouldn't sleep in this place if his life depended on it. Not now, anyway.

For the time being, Chester figured three and a half turns was strapped well enough. He could add more later if he needed to, but he just wanted out of here. And maybe to stop bleeding. That would be nice. The stairs comment made him laugh though. He imagined himself as all those cartoons where they bounce like balls down the stairs and roll out the door. How perfect would that be? "That's funny." But he was partially right about the cushion. It's a second reason why Chester wanted the pillows so bad Because if he did pass out he wouldn't break his neck or something. Though technically he could still break his neck, or worse. But hey, if it helped him feel more secure, it was better than nothing. Especially when he just had guns fired and pointed ay him just a few moments ago.

Chester used his teeth to rip the tape and rolled the small strip left back onto the roll. He did this as soon as he heard the ding of the elevator. He didn't feel like trusting the elevator, but he didn't think he'd make another flight of stairs. Especially since he walked like a drunk the few yards it took to get to the doors. But the elevator was fine, surprisingly enough, and Chester followed the man outside to his car, he supposed. Th car radio sounded mostly like gibberish and screaming, but he was never fully sure of whether it was because that's what it actually was or if it was because he felt lighter than a feather. Without a second thought, he opened the back seat and collapsed inside. "Mother of..." He didn't finish because he gagged instead.

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#2015-02-28 03:03:12, as written by Fallout Decree

Toby Pulled up beside him in his Offroad SUV. "You guys alright!?" he shouted as he got out of the SUV and walked over to the jammed door. "Shit jammed..." he said as he attempted to open the door. In the distance he heard lots of footsteps and moaning "Thats alot of Angry Cannibles..." he said as he looked back and saw hundreds of the crazy eye'd ones.

"Issac! Get the Kid to your door! The other door is fucked!" he said as he ran back his truck and grabbed a crowbar out of the back. He ran back to Issac's door and jammed the crowbar into the crease. With one brute force enduced pull, the door snapped off its hinges and Toby pulled Issac out "Get up and get in!" he said as he pulled the AR of his Chest and pointed in the direction of the Zombies. "Get the kid and get in the car, i'll make sure they dont get too close"

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#2015-02-28 22:17:35, as written by Fallout Decree

"Oh Fuck wait!" Toby said as he ran after the two and stopped short once they entered the small woods "God Damn you Issac!" he said as he reluctantly turned back and got in his car "Come on Quinn,we got to get out of here...." he said as he floored it, smashing into a group of zombies and then driving off to the Beach.

After a short thirty minutes off Driving, he reached a small group of Bungalows and he Exited his Car. "Sweet jesus..." he muttered as he repulsed from the smell "Smells like Iraq on a Sunday morning...." he said as he walked toward the one Particulur Bungalow that had a bunch of dead bodies around it. There were two zombies pounding on the door. "Ah, must be something good in there." he said as he walked up and rear his rifle back, aiming the blunt end of the gun. And with two grunts and heavy swings the zombies heads were caved in as he smashed the heads and they layed on the deck. Toby knocked on the door and kept his rifle ready as he waved Quinn over.

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#2015-03-02 20:53:20, as written by AvalonKnight

Tristan glanced over at the fat m....Issac. "No thanks and just call me Mack" she told him, not taking his offering. The fact being is no matter how bold or bossy she acted Tristan still didn't trust anyone. She may help them, care for them but if it came down to it she wouldn't sacrifice herself for any of these people and she had no doubts in her mind they would do the same to her. Even Zero and Nox couldn't be trusted, she didn't know them and from the glares she had been receiving from Zero he didn't trust her neither. She didn't care though, if anyone didn't like her taking charge then they could leave because their was no way she was putting her life in someone else's control. No one had to follow her rules or commands.

She glanced down at the injured man and sighed, there was no way he would be moving until his wounds healed for atleast a couple days and Tristan wasn't sure if she wanted to take them back to the treehouse. She trusted them even less then the two siblings. She could already predict the scorching glare she would get from Zero. Cause that's actually what she needed at the moment.

Tristan stiffened as she heard a squishing noise before it was silent. No more zombies. "Stay put, watch him" she whisper snapped at Issac as she walked towards the back of the store. There are usually backdoor's to stores. When she didn't find one Tristan went to a window, using her pick she pried it open. Once she got it open enough for her to get out Tristan climbing through, her feet landing on the sand with a light thud. She made sure to close the window slightly so no zombies could get in, loaded her bow and quietly made her way to the front of the store. Peeking around the corner of the building a silent growl rumbled in her throat as she saw Mr.Rifle Man and his blond sidekick. Great. Thinking better of it Tristan put away her hunting bow and rounded the corner, holding up her hands in a show of peace.

"If your friends with Issac and the injured guy they are in there, the window around back is open you can get in there but the door is blocked, I helped the injured man but he will need to rest of a couple days" she told him before turning her back and running the opposite way. Glancing down at her watch she took note that it was already 8:03pm. The sun was settling and she needed to get back to the treehouse. Being so she couldn't be tracked Tristan waited until she was out of sight of the other people then jogged the rest of the way to the treehouse in the water. Her feet were soaked but its better then being followed.

It took her a bit longer than a hour to get back to the treehouse. When she arrived it was dark. She climbed up the stairs, testing the door it was locked and knocked on the doors. "Its me, Mack".

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#2015-03-07 01:43:22, as written by Ignetio

"Don't worry skinny buddy. Your safe with Officer Issac Freemon" He said looking over at Chester. He then looked back out the window and seen Toby. "HEY TOBY" He screamed and waved at him. Then realized that noise attracts attention. He began to move the blockage to the front door. Issac got a peek out the window. It was a zed with skinned arms. "Holy shit!" He heard Toby say. Then the thing leaped. It went straight for Toby and bit him on the shoulder, Then it turned around and swung its arm at Quinn. Decapitating him. Toby open fired on the thing. It simply leaped into the air right on top of toby. Just crouched on his shoulders. Toby was speechless. Then it screamed and put its bony hand right down Toby's throat. When it pulled the arm out it held Toby's heart. "Roracha komia dsia!" It yelled. Then ate the heart in a single swallow. Toby just stood there. The thing walked over to Quinn's corpse, reached inside the chest and pulled out his heart and ate it. Toby was standing there blood now coming out of his mouth. The thing walked up to him again and pushed him down. "Rorach Komia Dsia." It says in a calmer voice. Then steps on Toby's head, crushing it into a red past. "NOOO!" Issac scrams. The thing looks at him "You will get yourself killed soon fat man." It said before leaping off. Issac fell on his ass. He knew what had just happened. Toby and Quin now are dead. Issac was about to cry but no tears came out. He just curled up in a ball. and laid there. The sand of the beach was soaked in blood.

((Disclaimer: This is what happens when you go inactive for too long. I will ask Avalon to let me make this thing eat your heart. Well other then that enjoy.))

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Quinn Groves

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a character in “UNDEAD ISLAND”, as played by Bugbuster

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