is everyone dead.. the zombies of ded communites have taken us over yo

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Just a fellow update. Removed some things and added and such. Beware random words.. Bewareeee.....
NAME: Olivia Lasky 
AGE: 11 o3o
GENDER: Female
RANK: Scavenger
PERSONALITY: Socially awkward, artist, creative, crazy animals person, rarely gets in trouble, loves to learn new things,observer, rarely quits, can be a friend or fiend, likes a good book, hates crowds, dislikes being violent, silence is golden, not a social butterfly, hates brainless people, passive, nifty, skittish
LOOKS: Picture and some scars on arms. Wears a necklace with 5 charms. One is a blessing ring for courage. Another is a charm of a dog and a cat together with a heart that reads: "Pet leave pawprints on our hearts" A name tag off her horse’s halter/bridle that reads: Giggy my irl horse’s name. A charm of a Paso Fino, Giggy’s breed. A turtle charm deemed to be lucky even though the first day irl i wore it i was as unlucky as ever
BIO: Grew up some ways from the mall. When the apocalypse began her parents never came home so she stayed in the house. Alone with nobody nearby since she lived in an equestrian community. After a week of living alone she took her horse and took a trail down a road she knew led to the mall thinking someone would be there. She and her cat, Lil’ B, rode for awhile with nothing but a some sling bag with some supplies and a pocket knife. After sometime travelling they ran into a hoard of zombies. Lil’ B, and Olivia made it out but unfortunately they had to leave the horse. Luckily the mall was just a block off and they made it into the base.
WEAPONS: A pocket knife, the cat o3o and random stuff nearby
OTHER: Lil’ B teh cat and…… not a fluffy cute cat but a VICIOUS LITTLE NINJA CAT. Warrior cats. Is required to be accompanied when going out to scrounge abandoned places. marshmallows
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((i just spent like a minute scrolling thru all my communites. XD well I found it.)) The sound of shattering glass echoed through the Wal-Mart. Hey Cecelia. Got anything to see what's in this? Ethan said hold a paper baggie of meds turning toward her. ((Closed to.... +Sophia Chen​!))
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Marshall barged into the weapons room, his shoulders heaving as he breathed unevenly. Dropping his baseball bat to the ground, his hand slammed onto the wall for balance, the other hand over his heart to steady himself. 
"No one should be in here at this time... I'm safe," He mumbled to himself, then crouched in the corner. The teenager took out something from his backpack with a devilish snicker. 
(quick note on his personality: dorky, a bit flirtatious & very sociable)

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Buddy laid near the entrance, rather bored. Zombies.. Zombies...and more zombies.. That's all you see that basically is alive around here other than ok humans. No other animals really.. He grumbled talking to no one in particular. ((OPEN RP! DOGS ONLY AS SUGGESTED BY +Phoebe White​))

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Picture of Dixie ♥

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Name: Marshall Cruor Reynolds
Age: Appears to be around 16-17
Gender: Male
Rank: Guard
Personality: Laid-back, is always mistaken to be a huge flirt but in reality he's just a gentleman in disguise. A typically cheerful extrovert, however at times he can become depressingly silent and somber.
Bio: Before the virus, his parents worked in the mafia and therefore Marshall had knowledge of a variety of weapons, fighting styles, and other things a 13 year old shouldn't be learning. Unfortunately his parents were bitten and being the naive boy he was at the time, he couldn't kill them and ran away.
Looks: Neat jet black hair and forest green eyes. A rather pale complexion, and is around 5'9", 180 cm. Always seen with dark eye bags for reasons unknown (See photos for better understanding)
Weapons Marshall rather likes his baseball bat, but there are many other little weapons he uses. However he always carries around his father's revolver with him for good luck. He only uses it as a last resort since there is limited ammo available.
Others: He wears glasses most of the time, if not, his is wearing contact lenses. Without them his vision is horrible.
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((Its +I'm a fangirler Beware​ on my sisters account! She wants me to make her first rp, but she will be the one who rp on it. So, dont judge her, this is her first time.))

Kasside sat in the medics sleep room, searching through a half empty med kit one of the scavengers brought in. Ugh, we are low on supplies and theres nothing useful in here! She threw the med kit to the floor and crossed her arms. She didn't realize the person in the shadows, watching. You spoke up and Kasside turned to look at you.

Zoey was walking around the wall. She wasn't a gaurd, but as the founder she thought it was her duty. She discovered a few weak points that needed attending to and a small hole with a limb in it from a failed attempt to get in. Stupid zombies. She laughed and picked up the limb, then threw it over the wall. She continued her walk around the wall when she saw you. Hey, what are you doing? Zoey called to you.

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FIXED ALREADY OK'D (Time to play some "Stranded Deep" FINALLY!!)

NAME: Ethan Kelher
AGE: 17
GENDER: Male (derp)
RANK: Guard-Scavenger
PERSONALITY: Protective, adventurous, troublemaker, smart, not very wise, foolish sometimes, angered easily, brave, nifty, sometimes just as stupid as the zombies, creative, quick thinker
LOOKS: Fair skinned with blonde hair and some scars on his face
BIO: When the apocalypse started he wasn’t afraid. When Zoe founded the safe house he walked over with his dog, Buddy, to see what was going on. He stayed for some time, lending a helping hand here and there before heading back out to collect more supplies. He tried to avoid the zombies when he was raiding metal shops and junk yards until he didn’t kill a small group of zombies and they came after him. He only saved himself using his throwing knife but he nearly got bitten. After that he killed every zombie he saw. Buddy has a sharp sense of smell and always tell whoever is around if there are zombies nearby by whining. Buddy sometimes hangs behind during some trips Ethan makes. Buddy hates guns but has gotten used to the bangs here and there in the Guard Tower but he always wears a collar if anyone ever needs to grab hold of him if he turns on any of the guards. Ethan told most of the guards not to shoot him if he turns and if anyone does he will never forgive them. 
WEAPONS: Always carries a throwing knife but when guarding he uses his throwing knives (herp derp)
OTHER: And if you are wondering whatever happened to his parents….. his parents were bitten by zombies. Once he accidently attracted a huge hoard of zombies to the mall… Yea… that didn’t end well..
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