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located in Cynthiana, Kentucky, a part of The Walking Dead: The Other Group, one of the many universes on RPG.

Cynthiana, Kentucky

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Character Portrait: Scott Vane Character Portrait: Ellie Vane Character Portrait: Moira Bradley Character Portrait: Jonathan Morgan Character Portrait: Arthur Murphy
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Arthur sat on the floor against a wall, staring at the ceiling. He had never found his kids but had seen his wife get attacked, there was nothing he could do, she was surrounded. He shook his head and observed his surroundings there was a kid, looking at him. He only nodded before standing, he shook his legs free of the pins and needles then started walking towards the kitchen. He was thirsty and that Moira girl had taken charge, 4 bottles each was the rule, name on your bottles. Arthur nodded and continued towards the fridge. He pulled the door open slowly, reaching inside. He took his bottle and closed the door. He then looked around for any means of telling where they were. He squinted at the girl Ellie talking to Moira, he shrugged and went to a window, looking down at the Walkers. He had adapted to that word hearing people call them that. He took a swig of water and squinted at the movement outside, the way they walked gave him shivers. They walked like they had no joints in their knees, he thought. He took another swig, holding the tennis racket tight. He put the bottle on the windowsill and stepped back, turning around to the others. "So, what's the plan then, this place won't hold out very long" He spoke, the Irish accent weakly poking through after many years of living in America. He looked at them all, waiting for a response, hopefully off Moira since she had made herself leader. He had his right palm pushed against the glass and his left palm pushed against the wooden table next to him. While waiting for an answer he thought about anything he could do that could help him survive. Well for one he could navigate and carry a lot of stuff so that was good. He couldn't fight though, that was a very big weakness right there. Anyone could exploit that, Bandits and even the group if they didn't want him in there anymore. He sighed taking a swig while waiting, he looked at everyone, the only one who he didn't know the name of was the tall one sat on the other side of the table, he had only heard their names in conversation though so he didn't know them personally. He still waited, expectantly, for an answer off the group, they needed a plan, a good plan for when this apartment had run it's course.