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located in Noralisaniler City, a part of Dead Hope, one of the many universes on RPG.

Noralisaniler City

The grand city of advanced technology and science.

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Character Portrait: Lauren Holister Character Portrait: David James Rhodes
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His knife tore through the packaging savagely, ripping the tape that held the box together. Lifting the flaps open, he almost gagged at the raunchy stench of its contents.
The deputy peered around the corner at the gagging teen, his brow cocked in amusement. “Anything good?”
“There ain’t shit here.” Judas retorted, kicking the box over with brute force. He turned to glower at his companion, enraged by this spontaneous misadventure. “What did you think we’d find here?” he demanded, “This is a mall, for Christ’s sake. It’s not like the food court’s going to have canned food or medical supplies.”
“We can’t make our way across town with that hoard coming,” The deputy told him, “We barely have any means of protection.”
“You’ve got a gun,” stated Judas bluntly, “I’ve got my knife. What else do we need?”
“I don’t have the ammunition to waste on a hoard, Jude. And no matter how badass you think you are, you can’t take down all those zombies with just a knife.”
Judas snorted, “Speak for yourself.”
He pushed past the officer and left the restaurant, making his way to the center of the food court. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one, taking a drag as he took in his surroundings. It had only been a day, but you couldn’t tell by looking at it. The mall had been torn apart on the inside. They’d had to clear out a few of those monstrosities on their way, the reanimated corpses of those who’d been trampled to death when people made their escape in a fear-driven flurry. The inside of the shops had been left in devastation, an aftermath of rioting people fueled by horror.
Everything had gone to shit and it had only been a day.
Judas didn’t know how this all had happened. If any reports of it on the news were broadcasted he hadn’t heard it. But he won’t deny that he was kind of thankful the world had gone to hell.
How do you think he ended up with a police officer of all people? He was in the back of the cop car when people went crazy and the dead started roaming the streets. That deputy back there was taking him to the station. Then, suddenly the radio frequency went dead and the guy nearly killed them both trying to fix it. He’d almost hit a person, but upon further recollection Judas remembered it to be one of those zombie things. They ended up in a ditch on the side of the road. Luckily the impact beheaded the thing or they would’ve had that to deal with.
Aimless walking and reluctant trust—on the deputy’s part—resulted in the two of them working together to find some shelter or some help. But everyone was looking for help.
It’s amazing how a long walk down a stretch of highway can bring you closer to the last person you’d want to connect with. The deputy certainly had formed a different opinion of Judas than he’d first had. He’d thought of him as a lowlife delinquent with a hefty string of petty theft. For a long while the kid just acted like a complete dick but he was beginning to look past that. Judas, on the other hand, was still on the fence about this guy. He contemplated just ditching him quite a few times but, as the cop said, he couldn’t fight of a group of those things with just a hunting knife no matter how badass he was.