Feeling More Dead Than Alive

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

Zombie killers,

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Kishune

and Thorn's OCs.  

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

Anastasia ┃ Morgan

❝ To live life, you have to love it. ❞


Tell Me The Basics...

You can call me... Anastasia, Anya, or Ann/Anna


Count the candles... 19

Can't you tell?... I am a woman

Check the scale... 180 pounds

Grab the measuring tape... 5' 4''

Body type: She has an hour glass figure and is a bit chunky.

Skin Tone/Color: Pale, with hint of a tan. When in winter time, and wearing light colored clothes her tan sticks out. Or else she looks pale.

Hair color and Style Auburn strawberry blonde hair, hip long. She normally wears it in a pony tail.


Eye Color Green hazel eyes that can appear amber like depending on her mood


Weapon(s): Compound bow and arrows, couple of 16'' long daggers, and 6 pocket knives


See my mask?... Thorn The Lone Shewolf



Let's Dig A Little Deeper

I've been given a gift... Keen hearing and having a good sense with nature


Keep it coming... Good looking guys, music, baking, sweets, her pets, liquors depend on her mood, and horse back riding.


Keep it away... Drunk men/women, dumb/stupid people, and thunder storms




Here's A Little History Lesson
Learn from the past... She came from an honest hard working family. Living with her Grandparents and Mother. She knew her Father until he was thrown in jail then her Mother split up with him, when she was six or so. Now she lives with her family in a small house at the edge of the town called Blackhill, as the schools mascot is a bear. She graduated at the age of 18, so for the last year she's been working in a diner and a super market.


 

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

July 24th, year 2015.
Hot summer, a dry spell and no tornadoes. Humidity makes the summer feel ten to fifteen degrees hotter.  

[kishune]

Austin ┃ -------[X]

❝ To live life, you got to own it...❞


Tell Me The Basics...

You can call me... Austin
Count the candles... 18
Can't you tell?... I am a man!
Check the scale... 150 pounds
Grab the measuring tape... 5'8"
Body type: Slim, but fit.
Skin Tone/Color: Flat down pale.
Hair color and Style Solid Black, untamed hair
Eye Color Jet Black, brown in sunlight
Weapon(s): Combat spear with interchange able heads (axe head, and hammer head), and Crossbow
See my mask?... Kishune


Let's Dig A Little Deeper

I've been given a gift... of parkour, a mind of a thief, and semi-merciless attitude.
Keep it coming... surviving...and that's it!
Keep it away... Cops, gang members, anyone who can get in his way.


Here's A Little History Lesson
Learn from the past... Austin was a street orphan, born and raised on the street. He survived by pickpocketing and steeling from general stores. He has necer been caught by the police cause of his daily practice in parkour. One day he was cause my the police when he shoplifted from a general store. He was brought in and thrown in to a cell alone as he waited for paperwork to be done. As he waited he noticed that some the people in the other cell were groaning and acting weird. He didn't pay it much mind but an officer did and went up to them and baged on the bars to make them stop. The prisoners stopped for a moment then suddenly chared to the officer and grabbed him through the bars and pulled him against the bars and started biting at him Austin was freaking out atching this happen infront of him. Other officers then came up and started shooting at the people in the cell. when the officer was dropped one officer checked him as he groaned and suddenly lunged at the other officer who checked on him and bit him hard.The officers then started sshooting at them till they stopped moving. Calls stared to flood in about attacks taking place all throughout the town. As the officers were busy with everything he stole the keys off one them to open the cell. without anyone noticing him, he ran and escaped the police station. He continued running for his life since then.





Rika┃-------[X]

❝ To live life, you got to run for it!❞


Tell Me The Basics...

You can call me... Rika
Count the candles... 10
Can't you tell?... I am a Woman! Hehe
Check the scale... 77 pounds
Grab the measuring tape... 4'8"
Body type: Slim...Flat chested...sadly T~T
Skin Tone/Color: Pale, but a little tan on areas her lab coat doesn't cover.
Hair color and Style Dark Brown, ponytail.
Eye Color crystal blue
Weapon(s): unspecified.
See my mask?... Kishune


Let's Dig A Little Deeper

I've been given a gift... Above than average mind...and slightly perverted. hehehe!
Keep it coming... Anime, sweets, perverted stuff, and science.
Keep it away... Zombies, worshipers...anything around that.


Here's A Little History Lesson
Learn from the past... Before the zombies, Rika was an advanced student with a GPA passing most college students in town. She was renowned young scientist as well. She made elaborate gadgets and can be useful, if in the right hands, and had extensive knowledge on other scientific subjects. She even has a photographic memory.

One day she was invited to be taken over seas to help with studying of a new virus, but wanted to stay in her home town, so they send her note on the study to review. One day she found something that worried her. She then scheduled to head to the research facility. But once she was at the airport, her fears came true. Zombies were created and were spreading like wild fire across the world. Rika been on the run and hide since then.  

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

July 24th, year 2015.
Hot summer, a dry spell and no tornadoes. Humidity makes the summer feel ten to fifteen degrees hotter.

She looked at the sky in hope for rain, though none had came for a good two weeks. A neighbor had been killed by the outbreak but she managed to snag a couple of horses. Looking around she made sure the fence stayed put and kept the horses in the make shift lean in. Her family had a couple of water wells inside their fenced property. She gone inside of the house and looked at her family, grandparents and Mother played a game of bridge. "I'm gonna make a run into town, we need more food.", she said. As they had grew part of their food even before the attack happened.

She just got stiff series of nods from her family. In the laundry like mud room she grabbed her compound bow with a couple quivers of arrows. Her hair was in a braided bun as she wore camo pants with tan and dark brown cowgirl boots, her top was a tanktop under a long sleeve camo colored tie dye shirt. She put a bandanna on over her hair, which made her look older and a bit more boy-ish. As her eyebrows grew back to their thick state; due to lack of people whom would wax eyebrows, with out eating your flesh. She knew how to use guns, but still had yet to draw zombies out of the pawn shops and other stores that had guns with ammo. She grabbed a small backpack filled with some old fireworks and liquor bottles that were still capped, but had rags with them. Strapping a couple of daggers into her boots that stuck out, but had clasps on the hilts so they would not fly out during a run.

She pulled her keys out and jumped into the beat up yet loyal Honda, it purred as she started it up. The music was low as she had two crowbars in her passenger seat. The drive to town took a good twenty minutes. But any zombie she saw, she would stop the car and open the sun roof to put an arrow through their eye; though she did two to be safe. Finally she stopped in an open parking lot and seeing no one or any zombies around left the driver door unlocked. Getting out she had one crowbar in each hand with an empty satchel like bag on her shoulder. Her foot steps were light as she headed down a street and pulled a second bandanna over her mouth and nose. Streets for the town size were clear for the most part. Damage from the National Guard and such was seen in different parts of the town. The worst of it seemed to be gone, but she knew the worst was still yet to come.

Slowly she stopped walking and putting out a string of Black Cats, that was a good two feet long. Though she added a candle wick to it to make the burning to go a little longer. Inside her sports bra was a lighter she kept at nearly all times. She knew the ugly things were still here but so were people, yet where was 'here'? Going back to walking she felt her six pocket knives press into her skin lightly yet naturally. The car was two blocks away now and she stopped at an alley that had a fenced area she looked around then put the Black Cats up. It did not seem smart well she was alone.  

[kishune]

Off in the edge of town was a broken down car with the hood up someone messing with it…It was Austin under the hood trying to mess with the car. A few days after the incident in the city he was from, he had stolen a car to leave city knowing it was the worst place to be for when a Zombie apocalypse happened. Too many people, too many chances to turn to zombies. In the chaos he was able to hijack a careasily, but it broke down right outside a town.

Once he realized he couldn’t fix it he kicked the car in frustration. He then grabbed his spear and crossbow from next to him. He adjusted the fanny pack he stole from a store before he left town. He even robbed a hunting store as well before he left as well, but only got a spear with interchange able heads (which are in the fanny pack) and a crossbow. The owner was a paranoid old man, and with everything happening he was ready to shoot at anything.

Austin sighed and looked into the town and it seemed rather empty. He was a little reluctant to enter it, but he knew he had to, cause he needed to get food. He stash he piled up was dwindling after so long. He then strapped his crossbow onto his back over the back pack full of arrows and headed into the town. He had his spear in hand. He walked through the town closely surveying everything around him for any signs of zombies…if not life.  

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

July 24th, year 2015.
Hot summer, a dry spell and no tornadoes. Humidity makes the summer feel ten to fifteen degrees hotter.
xxxxx
She made it to a store that had a broken window. Looking through the window she adjusted the crowbars in her hands. The store was a basic general store, that she knew rather well. The window was taller then she was with a three foot platform but she did not dare walk in through it due to the glass. Slowly she shouldered a door open knowing the door she entered did not have a bell over it. Holding her breath she slowly closed the door before unzipping her bag which she was about to put food into.

She listened best as she could and heard almost nothing in the store. Yet she saw a few figures slowly and mindlessly walking around. Glancing out of the door she wondered if she should leave or not. This was looking bad for her already as she felt sick. Though anyone running into her, would have to do a double take to see she was a she and not a heavy set over weight he. She walked in farther well taking small steps to avoid scattered items on the floor that would make noise. In a swift manner she killed two of the nearest walking dead beings, though the others lacked to notice them mixing. Quietly she gone to take out the rest she had seen well knowing the loading/ware house like area was locked off. It had been the first time she came here and did this.


 

[kishune]

Austin walked through the town for a bit till he came across a general store. It had a broken window, which was perfect for him. He figured the door had a chime on it or something and would go off if he used it. He then put his spear in a hand made strap he made to hold the spear against his back. He then took hi crossbow and a few arrows in hand and loaded them in the quick draw holster on the cross bow and one read to be fired in the crossbow. He walked up to the window and knelt down out side of it he looked in through the scope into the store to see if any walkers were in. He found a few on the grounds seeming dead, but there were still some walking around. He figured he take out the remaining in the store grab what he needed, get his arrows back and find another car to leave in.

Austin targeted in on one clear down the isle he could see down. He focused on it and was about to fire but someone in a bandanna got in the way and took down his target. He looked away from the scope a little surprised. He then stood up and looked in the store as he watched this person take down a few walkers. He sighed lowered his arm and figured he leave this place to them. He thought it was better not to interact with others, cause he knew he could survive on his own. He was about to walk away till he noticed one was sneaking up on the person in there.

He sighed and aimed his bow at the walker and fired hitting the walker directly in the head. Then without warning he jumped through the window and pulled out his spear. He then quickly and somewhat quietly jumped from tops of shelves to another zombies and lunged at it, having his spear tip impale it skull. looked at the remaining zombies as they have noticed him and started heading for him. He then took his spear and pulled it out of the one he killed's head and pointed it at the ones walking down the isle to him. He then charged them forcing his spear in the first having it pushed the rest of the ones behind it back till he had them pinned to the wall. He then took his crossbow in one hand and fired the ready arrow at the first walker's head and fired shooting through a few of their heads. He then pulled his spear out and ached and slashed at the remaining ones he pushed to the wall.

Thorn the Lone Shewolf

 

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

July 24th, year 2015.
Hot summer, a dry spell and no tornadoes. Humidity makes the summer feel ten to fifteen degrees hotter.
xxxxx
She was focused on the walker that tried to take her down. But she bashed it's had with the crowbars in a one, two hit. Barely did she turn in time to see the zombie behind her with an arrow in side of it's head. She then noticed a guy and helped him finish off the zombies, though her grunts were a bit gender neutral. After bashing one last walking dead's head in she wiped the crowbars on a shirt that was on a hanger, but the shirt was neon pink. Now she bit her lip and stepped away from him with a relaxed posture but had her crowbars back in hand.

She held up her hands after tucking the crowbars under her arm pits well showing him her hands, meaning she was not going to attack him. Some would think 'he' was a mute. But she tried to keep from showing her real gender, since she had a couple of times men tried to run off with her. Her eyes bored into his but she adjusted her crowbars into her hold before putting food in the bag with one hand. Though she shook it out to make sure nothing slipped into it.


 

[kishune]

When the last walker was taken down, Austin took his spear and leaned it against a shelf, blade side up. He then dug through his pocket and pulled out a ‘L’ wrench. He then started to use it on the spear head. As he did this he didn’t look at the other person. Once all the screws were loosen Austin took a shirt on a shelf near him and took the blade out of the staff. He then opened his fanny pack and pulled out a sealed jar of alcohol from it and placed the blade in it. He then sealed it back up and pulled out the hammer head for the staff and placed in the blade’s place.

Once the head was replaced Austin looked at the person dully. “You should be more careful…” He said as he walked up to one the zombies with one of his arrows in it’s head. “You won’t always have someone there to watch your a**…” Austin said dully as he wiped the arrow clean. The arrow seemed small for a average arrow for a crossbow. Once Austin got all the arrows he shot, he took off his back pack and pulled out a larger jar of alcohol, big enough to place the arrows in. He then put the jars in his bags then started collecting food.

Thorn the Lone Shewolf

 

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

July 24th, year 2015.
Hot summer, a dry spell and no tornadoes. Humidity makes the summer feel ten to fifteen degrees hotter.
xxxxx
She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Oh, so you did look.", she said with a grin; as her tone was a teasing young woman's. Well meaning he looked at her a**, at least. Now she made sure her bag was filled different kind of canned foods. But before she left she looked at the man and kind of oogled at him.

 

[kishune]

Austin looked at the person he just saved with a raised eyebrow. He was a little surprised that it was a female he saved. He then rolled his eyes when he got what she said. He collected a few more canned foods till the little space left in the bag was filled. He then put back on his bag and grabbed his spear. He then headed for the broken window and was about to step out it. He stopped when he took the first step on the ledge; he paused and looked back feeling eyes on him. He looked back at the female he just saved with a dull look. “You might want to watch your own a**, and not mine…In this day and age, desperate males will attack anything that would seem feminine…” He said then thought about where he was. "Then again you might already be use to it.” He said then jumped out of the window and started walking away.

Thorn the Lone Shewolf

 

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

July 24th, year 2015.
Hot summer, a dry spell and no tornadoes. Humidity makes the summer feel ten to fifteen degrees hotter.
xxxxx
She looked at him watched him walk off. Now she sighed and shouldered the bag only to smile a bit shyly under her bandanna. With a roll of her eyes she then left the store but looked down her scope of her compound bow which was unloaded. She saw him walking the way her car was. Carefully she followed behind, in doing so she shot a couple of stray zombies by the time she started to jog to her car. Slowing down she noticed a few zombies around her car and groaned.

 

[kishune]

As Austin walked on, he felt he was being fallowed. It didn’t seem to be a zombie either. He looked over his shoulder as he walked and saw the female walking a distance behind him, taking out some walkers along the way. He sighed and shook his head. He thought it was a waste of time and energy to kill any in the area. It was going to tire you out when they truly became active, at night. He then looked forward and noticed a car with some zombies around it. It looked like it’s been used within the two week the apocalypse happened. He figured it be worthwhile to take. Austin then knelt down on one knee and took his cross bow in one hand as he took his back pack off. He then opened it up and pulled out a small crossbow quiver with what looked like home made arrows. The arrows had a set of three black cat dynamite sticks taped around each arrow. He then loaded the crossbow with one, and then aimed through the scope. He then pulled out a lighter from his pocket and lit the wick, and fired at one the zombie’s head. It stuck out of its head and exploded, shattering part of the zombies head. He then loaded in another arrow in and took aim. He wished he grabbed one the other crossbows that loaded an arrow for him when he pulled back the string; it be faster. He continued this till all the zombies were taken out. He then put back on his back pack and headed over the car and started to inspect it.  

[Thorn the Lone Shewolf]

July 24th, year 2015.
Hot summer, a dry spell and no tornadoes. Humidity makes the summer feel ten to fifteen degrees hotter.
xxxxx
She sprinted to her car after he took the zombies down, but slowed down when she was a couple of feet from him and the car. "That's mine.", she growled, but did not lower her bandanna from her face. Her keys were tucked into her pocket, but now her eyes looked a bit dangerous.