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Christopher Shaw

"Fear will hurt you as long as you let it"

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a character in “Realistic Zombie apocalypse”, as played by Solos Ka

Description

Age:18

Blood type: A+

Appearence: Grey hoodie, red shirt, short military style blonde hair, blue eyes, jeans

Weapons: metal baseball bat, stubnosed revolver

So begins...

Christopher Shaw's Story

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Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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"shit, Shit, SHIT" Chris yelled as he ran from a mob of zombies. He was on his way to the Super Bowl when an infected had shambled onto the road. His dad had swerved, thinking it was a person, and they went off the road. Chris's dad had died in the crash and Chris had gotten a rude awakening when he ran back to the car to grab his baseball bat from the trunk to beat a zombie to death. More materialized from the woods so he opened the dash and grabbed his fathers revolver. Now he was running into a small town when he heard three bangs from a stripclub. He decided to not investigate, but instead grabbed a shotgun and a box of shells and began to set up in the street. "If I'm dying today I may as well go out with a bang" he said as the first came into view.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Wisp had shot the woman dead without second thought. He was surprisingly parental in the stance he was in, picking up the crying child and cradled it, hushing it to sleep. He looked at Jason and put his fingers to his mask, symbolising for him to shut up. More rounds fired outside, the babe woke up and began loudly to cry. Wisp growled softly, before placing his pistol in his holster and cradling the baby properly. The child was around three months, so wouldn't cry twenty four seven. He walked up to a window and busted it open, hanging his arm out and his gun, eyes set dead on the brat with the gun walking around.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Jason was surprised at the perentalness that Wisp showed by carefully lifting up the child. A shotgun blasted outside and the baby started to cry, Breaking a window, Wisp looked outside. Looking over his shoulder, Jason saw another teenager around his age in the middle of the street. He was blasting zombies away with a shotgun, but they would overwhelm him soon. He ran outside and grabbed the dudes shoulder and had to duck to avoid a swinging shotgun. The teen looked down and Jason's eyes connected with his for a second before the teen exclaimed "JASON? HOLY FUCK" This was Chris, Jason knew him as someone he passes in the halls of his school they had one class together but never talked. He helped Jason up and turned back around to shoot more zombies. "Chris, stop, there are too many to fight!" Wisp was behind him so he pointed to the car and he hurried to it to place the child in the passenger seat. Chris was backing up now, realizing that this was futile. He ran to the car before turning back to grab the box of shells. "Wisp, get everyone settled in the car." Jason said as he ran to the car. But a bolt of lightning struck a tree next to the road, that tree hit a power line, causing a few lampposts to collapse, they couldn't turn around, and there were too many zombies to drive through. Jason drew his U22 and opened fire.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Wisp sighed as he cut a small chunk out of his arm, tying it to a wine bottle, stuffing in a hand towel and lighting it. Once thrown, the zombies chased it, allowing a clearer path. "Everyone in? Who gives a damn any more?" He shouted, turning in the engine and driving forward, hitting speeds of 60-70 miles per hour. He kept his eyes on the road, however was more concerned for the little one. Earlier, he had secured the baby in with the seat belt, using an innovative way. Wisp chuckled slightly, trying the radio, no stations he could find however there was a CD, which he put in without care of what it was.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Jason opened fire, ten bullets exploded from the barrel of his gun, eight zombies fell to the ground. Then a flaming bottle soared over his head. Another of Wisps explosives exploded. Clearing enough Zombies to drive through. Wisp yelled, and the car sped past. Chris's door was open and Jason jumped for the car. His hand clasped with Chris's and he hanged out of the car for a second, half running, half jumping. Chris pulled him into the car as they ran over zombies. Now they were out of the city, speeding along. Wisp popped a CD into the player. Inspirational music played, Jason instantly recognized the song. As The Sound of Silence played, and the baby fell asleep, everything was calm. For the time being.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Wisp drove boredly, eyes focused on the road ahead. The little one had fallen asleep, petrol and gas was almost out. Wisp drove along an abandoned road until he came across a gas station, pulling over into a stop, Wisp sighed, getting out. "Get what you need from the station shop while I try and fill this up. Get something for the smaller brat as well. Electricity seems to still be working so if the detectors are in there, use my card." Wisp said, pulling out a black master card and passed it to Jason before trying to get the gas pipes to work, rewiring some wires and got it pumping. He filled it up then tended to the screaming child. For a sociopathic, adrenaline junkie Wisp was a good parental figure, looking after the baby like a normal father would, probably because he had experience before with them.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Jason and Chris got out, Wisp had been driving for an hour and a half. Now they were at a gas station. Chris drew his revolver but Jason forced it down "don't waste your ammo" Chris put his revolver away and pulled out his bat. They walked into the store together, "Walk down the center isle, then split left and look at every other isle." Jason said. Chris obeyed and they walked down the center together, melee weapons poised to strike. Jason had to kill two undead and Chris one. The store was now clear, and free to loot. Looking over the bodies, Jason found a concealed carrier with two mags of bullets that fit in his gun. The other body had a pack of cigarettes, Jason made a mental note to give them to Wisp. Chris didn't loot his body, but instead looked for formula. He found a box of diapers, some wipes, and a couple cans of powder formula. Jason looked for drinks and food. He came up with two bottles of Fiji and a six pack of Gatorade. In the way of food, he came up with a box of ramen noodles, oriental flavor, and a frozen pack of beef. He also found a pot, and camping stove. Walking back out, he handed the cigarettes to Wisp and Chris put the diapers and wipes in the back. Jason opened the camping stove and got to work making a bottle for the child. He was wondering what the little guys name was, and resolved to talk to Wisp about it later. "Hey Wisp, if we keep a lookout we should be able to stay the night here." Jason said. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure we could all use a rest" Chris added.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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"All right, we should check if this place have a staff sleeping quarters, places like this sometimes do." Wisp said, taking the cigarettes and placing them in a pocket. He went to the other side of the car and took out the baby, closing the door behind him. The baby was a girl, according to Wisp's knowledge of babies, which was very vast surprisingly. Wisp walked into the store, going behind the counter by kicking the gate down. He looked around in the draws, pulling them out. He sighed, not finding what he wanted. He fell onto the chair, cradling the baby.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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"Ok, I'll pull up the car closer to the store" Jason said. Chris started looking for the sleeping quarters, but he found zilch. The back room was accessible though. "Hey, we could probably sleep back here" Chris said loud enough for Jason to hear. So Jason drove the car into the gated area behind the store. There were no sleeping bags in the store, but there was a mix of five king-size quilts and two blankets. Chris arranged for three sleeping areas, as one person would always be on watch and he had no more covers. Jason, who was very good at not sleeping, offered to take first watch.

((OOC)I'm heading into school, so I'll won't post until after like 5:30, because sports)

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Wisp didn't need sleep, due to earlier drinking so many twenty four hour energy drinks. So instead, he played with the child that couldn't sleep. Wisp was bored out of his mind when the baby fell asleep, so decided to go outside. "I wonder how these things work..." he asked himself, referencing the virus and dead resurrection. He had taken his mask off not long ago and his eyes seemed to glow due to the dark tattoos on them.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Jason was sitting outside when Wisp popped out. "Man you gotta lay off the energy drinks, your bags are getting bags." Jason said to Wisp. Wisp asked a question about the undead. Jason replied with his two cents: "Looks like a hyper-mutated form of raibies that severs the connection to the frontal lobe and the eating lobe, whatever it's called." Chris snored loudly from inside the room. "Hey Wisp, I've never seen your pistol for longer than a few seconds, and I was wondering what it was... called" Jason saw something in his peripheral vision and turned, unsheathing his machete. "Gruuuuhhh" The moan didn't faze him anymore, he had changed dramatically in the span of twenty-four hours. A foot made itself visible, a body soon followed. Jason was silent, his machete drooping at his side. There was a zombie, but it was a kid. She looked no more than 5 years old. Jason knew it was a zombie, but he couldn't bring himself to kill a kid.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Wisp brought out his pistol and shot it a few times in the head, not giving a care in the world. He then proceeded to place the safety on and through it to Jason, "Look for yourself, I picked it up knowing how to use it, I haven't remembered every name of every gun." He ran his hand through his hair, combing it back only for it to bounce right back. He sighed as the baby began crying, he left and came back, shushing the child expertly. He cradled the child in a fatherly way, unlike his earlier personality were he didn't care what died and what survived.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Jason tilted his head at Wisp. He could go from a merciless killing machine, to a caring person so quickly it was unnatural. He stared at the body, it emphasized his point. Jason looked at the pistol in his hands. It was so different from the curvy elegance his U22 Neos embraced. It was blocky at the top, and had a rounded handle at the bottom. The casing exhaust port thing on the top was small, letting only the bullet casing out. Jason could only describe it as a glock, he didn't know which specific one it was, but it looked like a glock. Jason reached around Wisp to holister his pistol for him. He then offered to take the sleeping baby inside with his tiring self.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Wisp sighed, passing him the sleeping baby. Once Jason had left, Wisp leaned on the side of the building, taking out his wallet. He never used it for money other than his card, for certain purposes, but for remembering who he once was. A father of two seven year old sons and a three year old daughter. He picked out a small, folded picture from one of the compartments. Hidden behind the folds was a picture of him, his children and fiancΓ©. His two sons had always tried to mimic his dark, satanic self by painting and drawing skulls and roses on their skin. He chuckled slightly at the memory before placing the picture back in his wallet. He placed the small holder in his pocket as he heard a groan come from the side of the building. The public toilet for males, the door had managed to crush a zombie in half due to the auto lock placed on it. He grabbed his gun, shooting it in the head.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw Character Portrait: Lily

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Jason cradled the child in his arms as he walked into the room. He was extra careful with the baby, as the last time he held one, he dropped his sister. Maybe that's why she was a dick to him. Me made sure to cover and wrap the child in her sleeping area. He then tried to fall asleep on the empty, adult sized sleeping area. Chris had not waken up to the gunshots, so Jason assumed he was a heavy sleeper. Jason's head hit the blanket, he looked at the ceiling for a minute before sleeps embrace took him.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Wisp sighed, looking up to the sky. He had checked the area for any more of the undead and came out positive. His blonde hair had droplets of rain, dirt and blood in it from his daily actions. Normally, he would go to a butchers or a fishmongers in order to collect blood in order to mix into his cleaning materials to hide his humane stench, but those became scarcer and harder to purify from bacteria and possible infection with his limited resources. As he was once a forensics, Wisp had experience separating pollution from liquids in the science labs and knew how to do it pretty well. The sun soon came up and the baby began to cry once again. Wisp stood and went to her, picking her up and shushing her.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw Character Portrait: Lily

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Jason had woken up not long ago, he was on a jog. He was very good at distance and he'd done that in track. 'The apocalypse shall not get in the way of my morning jogs'. Logic. Truthfully, if the need arose to run a great distance, Jason was up for it. The teen could sprint two or three miles without stopping for any reason. He decided to take a long loop around the gas station, about one mile for now. He ran pretty close to a factory looking building, and thought he saw something on top. He kept running. He was almost about to turn back when a small town came into view. He stopped, realizing the run back was a half mile more than a mile. He had not broken a single sweat due to the light pace he was going at. He studied the town for a second more before going back to report his findings to Wisp and Chris. As he approached the station, he dropped into a walk to meet Wisp, who was holding the child. Jason didn't yet know what to call her, and left it up to Wisp to decide. He was the one who saved her after all.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw Character Portrait: Lily

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Wisp sat on the small bench outside the gas station. He had long decided the name of the child, Lily, and was hoping for that brat, as he seems to prefer calling Jason, to come back so he can give her to him, so Wisp himself can finally check the car over. When he saw Jason coming, he calmly stood up and went to him, placing the child in Jason's arms and walking back over to the car. The car was alright, a bit bloody, but that could be washed. Wisp then checked the insides, for a post-apocalyptic vehicle: It was in good shape. He grabbed his mask from the back and put it on, making sure the straps were firm.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw Character Portrait: Lily

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Jason briefly told Wisp about the town he had seen, and that he needed to check something out. As he walked back to the room the baby fell asleep in his arms, so he decided to put her on her bundle of blankets. Chris was in the corner messing with his phone. "Jason! the cell towers or whatever are still up!" He clicked his IPhone and a music track Jason was familiar with started playing. "Ahh, the song of the dragonborn, such a great piece" Jason exclaimed. Grabbing his machete, Jason headed back for the factory, Chris had not come because the football player was too into the music he was playing. Jason kicked down the door to the factory, and alerted his presence to the walking corpses inside. Earlier, he had taken the socks off the zombie he killed in the store and doused them in gasoline. He had also brought a lighter from the store. Just as he expected, the electricity in the building was barely enough for the light bulbs to flicker, and it was dim at that. Igniting his makeshift torch, Jason stepped into the factory, machete drawn.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw Character Portrait: Lily

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Chris was still listening to music when he stepped out of the building. Wisp was still looking over the vehicle, but looked about done. He went into the store section of the gas station and looked over the bodies inside. He looked over one and found dog tags. "Aw shit" He saw a slight bulge in the side of the mans pants. He reached in, deducing that the corpse couldn't have an erection and came out with a concealed carry holister with an empty magazine in it. He took it off, and got an idea. He clipped the holister to his pants and stuck his bat in it. It was a little wobbly, but it would hold his bat and make it easy to get and easy to put away. Walking out of the store and feeling content with himself, he stopped dead in his tracks. "Eeeeeeerrraaavthhhhhh" the moan came from all directions at once, but was stronger behind him. He quickly turned in a panic, and almost fell. There were hundreds of zombies climbing a hill. They were moaning, climbing over each other, and the stink of rotting flesh hit his nose. He silently prayed that Jason would hurry on his expedition, for the zombies looked to reach them in as little as an hour and a half. He looked over, Wisp was already rushing to get the child in the storeroom. Chris ran into the store and made three trips of essentials into the car. Then, he grabbed two of the four shotguns and the box of shells. He put them in the backseat, in case he or Jason had to shoot zombies out of the windows or the sunroof. 'Jason!' Chris remembered Jason was at a factory, he looked down the road. "Oh shit, Jason!" He said. The factory was way closer to the murder of zombies. Chris had decided to call a group of zombie a murder in that instance. Like a pack of dogs, or a school of fish. He ran into the store room and told Wisp that Jason was in that abandoned factory, and that it was closer to the zombies.

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Character Portrait: Jason Sutton Character Portrait: Wisp Character Portrait: Christopher Shaw

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Jason was just about to speak to the stranger when a rancid smell hit his nose. Turning he spotted a hoard of zombies. "Shit" he said. He quickly looked at the stranger "if you want to live I suggest getting off this roof and running with me, or away. Alone, these things are harmless, but together they will rip you to shreds like a lawnmower through grass." Jason turned and slid off the roof onto another, lower, section of the roof about 8 feet below him. He didn't look back to see if the man was following or not. For his sake he wished he was. He stopped for a second and looked at the ground before jumping off the roof. Discarding his torch midair he landed in a large bush. It broke his fall, but didn't completely shield him. He drew back a breath a second after he landed as pain exploded out of his shoulder. Not looking at the injury, he got up and sped to the gas station. He moved as fast as he could with his injury. As soon as he was at the station he ripped his jacket off and hissed in pain. Quickly looking over his shoulder, he saw that it was dislocated. Not knowing how to fix this Jason looked at Wisp and Chris and heaved out "Does. Anyone know how. To relocate this?" He got off his knees and crept closer for someone to inspect his shoulder. Once again, he whipped around as a shrill cry cut through the air. It sounded as if it was coming from the town down the road. Chris came over and whispered that to relocate it would cause a lot of pain. Jason told him to do it, and seconds later more pain shot up and down his arm as Chris shoved his arm back into place. After a second the pain left, Jason looked up to the hoard. He could see it clearly now, what terrified him the most was the sheer size of the force. He squinted, was there a yellow zombie in front of all the rest? Jason dismissed this and focused on making sure the band of survivors lived past the hoard.