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“Oh--that’s my cat. I hope she didn’t give you any trouble.”

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There's no time to play in a world that's gone to hell. w/ ground-type-jean

Day: 936 There was nothing more that I could have done, she was bit, and she had to be put down... It's not like I wanted to do it! Sasha was my friend, but things just have to go certain ways I suppose. I know I should be feeling upset over the fact that she's gone... I think I'm just becoming used to the feeling of losing people at this point, our group, it used to be so big but now... I'm the only one left, and I'm scared, honestly. I found an abandoned building today, I didn't go in since the monsters were walking around it, but it's the later evening, and I think I might try to go inside and look around. Maybe I might be able to get some sleep, but if you're reading after scavenging my undead body, then, I guess some nasty shit must have hit the fan. -Eren Jaeger

Tucking away what little of a pencil he had left back into his pocket, as well as his trusted notebook, the two items were switched out for a handgun. Making sure he had enough bullets in his clip, enough meaning one, just in the scenario where he had to off himself, the brunet took in a deep breath of the corpse scented air. Giving one last glance over to his old surviving team mate, the blood from the bullet wound in her head finally stopped bleeding at least, but the smell of crimson would never really leave the area. Exiting out from inside of the department store that they had been hiding out in, Eren's emerald eyes stared up at the large warehouse just down the road from where he stood. Minimal undead, that was probably the best sign in the world to get the hell over while he had the chance. Weaving around through the alleyway that would lead into the back of the desired building, Eren kept himself in a soft jogging pace, not wanting the cans of food that he had scavenged into his backpack to rattle, and alert the zombies, or possibly any other survivors in the area of his position. Coming up to the back of the building, slowly opening the squeaky metal door. Dust layered over the ground, showing footprints, seemingly new, that left a trail up into the second floor. Entering inside, and shutting, as well as locking the door behind him, Eren picked up a loan piece of rubble from off of the ground. Tossing it out in front of him to create a small bit of noise, that way any undead, or survivors would know someone entered into the building. Making his way carefully up to the second floor, his eyes widened at the camp fire that was lit across the room. With his hand gun held out towards the male, the brunet whistled quietly, "Who the hell are you?" ground-type-jean

#rp #groundtypejean #zombie apocalypse!au #i hope this isn't too long!#and i hope its good as well ^-^;

|| Royalty Ain't All It's Cracked Up To Be w/ ground-type-jean ||

Today was suppose to be another bland old day, just like the rest- get up, eat breakfast, get dressed, and to have to learn the ropes of how to be a king when he turned twenty one. Right now, the eighteen year old boy, who had been doing this ever since he turned ten, was walking down the halls in his button-up white shirt and slacks. No one was paying much mind to him, just giving him the small 'hello, Armin!' as they passed by him in the halls. Sighing, he looked out one of the windows of the castle he was in, staring out at the bustling town that was out, running like clockwork. Never once had he stepped outside of the castle's grounds, and he wanted to- life had to be more than just staying cooped up in a castle, right? He was told he couldn't because people would kidnap him, try to sell him, all of that, but he wasn't stupid. Armin knew he would be able to defend himself if that ever happened. So, a plan came to his mind. Rushing to one of the servant's quarters, which were always empty around this time, he grabbed a cloak of theirs, a simple gray shirt, and changed from nice black slacks to plain black pants. He put the hood of his cloak up before he went to exit the castle, as the servant's quarters were on the bottom floor. Avoiding anyone who might see him, he walked through and past the gates, with no one stopping him. Smiling, he walked past them all, going into the village to explore, not planning on buying or selling, but to just be able to see what it's like outside of the castle walls- was that so bad? Little did he know that he was actually being watched. The kingdom his parents ruled were very wealthy, and very prosperous, meaning that they were hated by others. Even as he was leaving, some of the 'servants' had watched him go, with smirks on their faces. As he walked around, smiling at the activities going on around him, he was being watched, and as he accidentally wasn't paying attention and bumped into someone. "A-ah, sorry!" apologized the blonde as he quickly helped the other up. "I-I wasn't paying attention, it's all my fault- my humblest apologies!"

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#omg this is long #sorry #starter #groundtypejean #rp