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"Woow. You look—" He mumbled raising an eyebrow, looking for a word that described how he felt. "Peculiar?"

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All Hopes End || Role play (Remorsecorpse)

Their breathing was loud but they couldn't help it. The sound of feet slamming against pavement filled the air, it was loud, it was too loud. They'd attract attention. But it was too late, the end was just around the corner, they had to make it, they had to...

The sound of gunshots firing filled Jack's ears and he turned to watch the line of bodies fall where they once stood. Jack slowed to a stop and took a sharp breath, the walkers that hunted them were dead for their final time. Jack cringed away and made his way into the doors of the barricade. The guards stood point to be sure no more walkers hung around; they closed the large metal doors and that was the end.

Jack sighed, pulling the strap of his pack over his head. That was a complete waste of time. Not only did they not find anything, but the newbies almost got them killed. And when the watcher of the barricade came towards their group, Jack told him what happened.

"Well, these dimwits need more training..." Jack gestured to three young teenagers, seeming almost 3 years younger than he was they had just arrived to the barricade. They were saved from a city nearby that had just been overrun with the walkers. "They are clumsy and irresponsible, they don't know how to hold a gun and they almost shot me! Twice!" Jack groaned, running a hand through his hair. It was supposed to be easy. Go to the supermarket just a mile and a half away, gather food, come back. But they were crashing around and stumbling through the rubble so much that they almost became food. "I'd like to take someone else next time, maybe Group Fourth, at least they know what they are doing." Fourth was a group made up of 4 other people, all around 18-22 years of age. They all arrived with proper military training and knew what they were getting into. They'd been at another barricade for 2 years before transferring to this one, they were much more useful than this lot.

"Fine, since you were unsuccessful at getting supplies, you should leave tomorrow. Wait for the walkers to go back to their hiding places..." The man was older, the stressful years hung on his face. He held the highest importance here, he oversaw all operations as they processed, he made sure each group left on schedule and came back alive. "I'll have someone make sure they are ready first thing tomorrow morning."

Jack nodded and turned to leave. He was tired and it was going to get dark soon. So he turned in for the night, heading to his little rundown shack he called 'home'. It was what the government could issue him, since he was alone. He'd lost his sister to the zombies a long time ago... When Jack crawled into bed, he couldn't relax. He was tired... He was tired of the killing, tired of everyone being so afraid of people, creatures that used to be human, might still be... He was tired of running. And when he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep he found something else he was tired of. The nightmare's that terrified him. Constantly watching the death of his sister, every night it was the same, he couldn't stop seeing her. He couldn't help her. He couldn't save her.

And when he woke the next morning covered with sweat, he knew that something needed to change. He couldn't keep doing this.

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remorsecorpse replied to your post: Look, I know everyone is in this major fight...

And then there’s Amy who just hates all of you and is basically the Gatsby of the group since she throws wild parties every weekend when her mom is away that anyone attends. IT’S CANON.

THIS IS TRUE. THE ENTIRE TIME EVERYONE'S JUST GOING "WHERE'S AMY? WHO'S AMY? I HEARD AMY KILLED A MAN. I HEARD AMY'S A LESBIAN WAR HERO FROM ARGENTINA. WHO THE FUCK IS AMY REALLY."

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