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Post by Vampilla Bliss on May 28, 2012 13:06:21 GMT -7
[glow=red,2,300]Welcome, Survivor! Here you will be able to find shelter and food. But, time is running out, so form packs and alliances and leave this place soon. We don't appreciate freeloaders.[/glow]
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Post by Molly Raise on May 28, 2012 13:38:33 GMT -7
Molly walks into the mausoleum. The gray stone of the floor chilling on the bottoms of her bare, scraped feet.
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Post by zulazula on May 28, 2012 13:41:25 GMT -7
Damon sits in the corner of the crowded mausoleum. His thoughts are vivid with guilt and sorrow. The separation between him and his twin grow. He looks up and sees Molly.
"What's a girl like you doing here?" he murmurs to her.
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Post by Molly Raise on May 28, 2012 13:44:02 GMT -7
Molly looks at Damon with tears glistening in her eyes.
"My parents are dead. We almost got here. All of us. Together. But, then THEY came after us."
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Post by Sam Lush on May 28, 2012 13:46:00 GMT -7
(finally some other people have joined!!!))
Sam follows a woman with a pot of stew. Then, accidently trips over Damon.
"Oh. Sorry bro,"
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Post by zulazula on May 28, 2012 13:47:19 GMT -7
Damon glares at Sam for a moment.
"Sorry to hear that your parents are dead. I think my sister's dead too." he says to Molly.
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Post by Molly Raise on May 28, 2012 13:49:52 GMT -7
Molly begins to sob.
"So many people are dead..." she sniffles in between sobs.
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Post by Vampilla Bliss on May 28, 2012 14:12:15 GMT -7
Antiquity hears a slight sobbing coming from a room inside of the mausoleum. He wonders briefly whether or not he should go in and check it out, but decides against it. After all, there's nobody you can trust.
He scoffs at the thought. Trusting...look where that got him. With a chip off the shoulder, literally. And slowly turning due to the sickness. Not like it wouldn't have happened eventually...
He turns around, planning to slip back through the above ground entrance of the crypt, when the voices catch his ear again. Sorrowful. It's not like listening is a crime, right?
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Post by redvine on May 30, 2012 10:28:00 GMT -7
Mei smiles. "Yeah, they're dead. That means we have to AVENGE THEM." She says loudly. "Crying about it won't help anyone." A footstep sounds near the enterance of the mausoleum. Mei turns her head at the noise. "What was-"
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Post by vampilla on May 30, 2012 18:51:06 GMT -7
(I decided to make my own account since the whole Vampilla Bliss bein two people might be hard to follow))
Roslyn pushes the mausoleum door slowly open. Limping along inside. The radio said there would be safety here. Maybe... Maybe even her brother.
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Post by zulazula on May 30, 2012 18:52:59 GMT -7
"Roslyn?" Damon whispers. He runs towards her and wraps her in a tight embrace.
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Post by vampilla on May 30, 2012 18:55:03 GMT -7
"Damon," she mutters back. Her apathetic eyes flash with a sort of compassion. The look flickers away and she pulls away from Damons arms.
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Post by Sam Lush on May 30, 2012 18:59:17 GMT -7
"You two know each other?" Sam asks. He thinks of his younger brother, but quickly shakes the thought away.
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Post by vampilla on May 30, 2012 19:00:09 GMT -7
"He's my twin," Roslyn replies with a sullen voice.
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Post by samlush on May 30, 2012 19:06:10 GMT -7
(I made an account!))
"Wow, the resemblance is uncanny," Sam responds, grinning shakily at the angry looking girl before him.
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