Virus X [ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE] (IC-M)

[Alter Ego]

Link to OOC thread: http://role-player.net/forum/showthread.php?t=43804

"Morgan! Grab Michael and follow me!" Jim yelled as gunfire rang throughout the neighborhood. Morgan ran out, two bags full of food, clothes, weapons, and whatever else she had packed bouncing as she hurried to Jim, Michael in her arms.

Michael was crying, unsure of what to do or think. All he could do was sit and watch all of his neighbors be devoured by these...these beasts as he and his family sprinted to safety.

Jim was shouting directions at Morgan, the bags against his body clanging together. He had seen the news reports. A virus, known as Virus X, had broken out in America, and was now spreading out to all neighborhoods and cities alike. Jim didn't know where he and his family was going, all they knew was that they had to get out of the city and into the countryside.

He searched for an abandoned car, his car was being worked on and Morgan's had broken down. He found the perfect truck: a beautiful, black 2010 Nissan Frontier was sitting in the middle of the street. He scanned the area and saw that no one was claiming the car, so he prayed that there were keys in there and told Morgan to get in.

He swung open the door and then slammed it shut, Morgan sliding in next to him in the passenger seat. Jim frantically searched the car for the keys, and found them in the glove compartment. He fumbled with them, trying to get them into the keyhole and finally starting the car.

He thrust the truck into drive and they veered through streets, seeing the horror that had broken out in the once-beautiful neighborhood. All of their friends were trying to defend themselves, but a majority of them failed and Jim, Morgan, and Michael watched in horror as the walking dead bit into the flesh and devoured them.

He tore his eyes away from the sight and was finally able to get out of the town. He was about to cut through the city, when Morgan brought something up, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Jim! I don't think we'll be able to get into the countryside through the city! We have to go another way!" Jim nodded in agreement and turned onto a nearly-abandoned alley. He followed the path down and out of the urban area.

After a few minutes of trying not to look at the monstrosities taking place outside, the scene went from houses and green grass to wide plains and wheat fields. He searched for a nearby farm house, and his prayers were answered. There, sitting in the middle of the area with a barbed wire fence encircling it, was a house. They pulled up into the dirt driveway, ready to ask if they could live there.

Morgan still held Michael, who was now sleeping, in her arms. Jim went up to the brown porch and rang the doorbell and waited for a few minutes. There was no reply, so he looked through the window next to the door. As he searched, there was no sign of any life. He looked to Morgan, who had fear glazing her eyes. Jim knocked once more, and waited again. When there was no sound to be heard, he found that the door was unlocked and opened the door cautiously.

He and Morgan entered wearily, keeping an eye out for any of the zombies. They searched the house from top to bottom, and there was no sign of anything living there. They let out a sigh and headed back down into the main living area, locking the door so that way nothing could get in.

They collapsed on the couch, taking deep breaths, trying to calm their heartbeats.

"Morgan," Jim breathed. Morgan turned to look at him. "I think we'll be safe here." She nodded her head, and fell asleep within moments. Jim decided to stay up and check the supplies in the house.

He raided the pantry and saw that it was filled with canned goods. To his relief, the power still seemed to be working. The AC was cranked up, the fridge had cold drinks and an assortment of food, and the lights could be turned on. Upon further examination, he learned that the house was powered by solar panels, so he figured that that would last for a while.

This is our new home, now.

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Some pictures of the farm house:


http://adoptionblessings.homestead.com/Cook_House.JPG


http://hookedonhouses.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/farmhouse-living-room.jpg


http://www.architecturalbuildingcomp.com/uploads/images/innerGallery/FARMHOUSE/farmhouse-kitchen_w800L.jpg


Master room:
http://www.yankeebarnhomes.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Ker-Master-Bedroom1.jpg

Bedrooms:
http://www.countryliving.com/cm/countryliving/images/Bedroom-Floral-Red-Green-HTOURS0706-de-73906901.jpg

http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/02/2a/c4/e4/the-old-stables-aberdovey.jpg

http://imagesus.homeaway.com/mda01/40632f7e40432e72fc10622ddc2f90710a4c5b87

[Gardemo]

He was in the repair-shops garage fixing a car, just doing his usual job. Steven said he had gone for his lunch break, so Sid was surprised when he stood before him. Bot something seemed wrong. His colleage looked a bit pale." Hey weren't you supposed to be eating lunch?" No answer." Fine. If you don't feel like talking..." just as Sid was about to turn back to the car, he stiffened, and stared at Steven." Jesus man, you've got blood flowin' out of your arm!" This was a true observation. There was in fact a stream of the ruby-red liquid gushing out of the bite-like wound on Steven's arm. All of a sudden, the man charged at Sid, with open jaws, and an inhuman growl coming out from deep inside."what the-" and before Sid could finish, he realised that he was actually in danger. Moments before Sid's crazed co-worker got to him, the screwdriver, Sid happened to be holding, went straight through the man's forehead. His body fell, limp, to the ground. The mechanic looked at the body in disbelief."oh shit. What the hell have i done? Oh crap". He ran out onto the street, and shouted: " I need help, I got an injured, maybe dead, man here!" Upon shouting that, tens of faces turned towards him. All of them looking similair to Steven. Then they all started running towards Sid. At first terrified by what was happening, Sid stared at the incoming wave of people. Then he understood, they wanted to do something painful to him. He rushed to the car he had been rapiring, sat in, and drove off. He was heading home, but when he saw everyone was like this, he decided to drive out of the city. After about half an hour of driving, he passed a farmhouse that was surrounded by barbed wire." No way, too close to the village" he speculated. And then his car broke down. It figured. He hadn't finished it. He now walked up to the door, knocked, and shouted: anybody in there?"

[Alter Ego]

Jim was scanning inventory when he heard a knock on the door. He immediately tensed his muscles, and reached for the AK47 strapped around his back.

He silently crept into the living room, aiming the gun at the door. He saw Morgan had woken up, who was sitting still as a statue, Michael sleeping away on her lap. He held a finger up to his mouth, and she gave a small nod.

He stayed where he was, and called out to whoever had knocked on the door.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" he tried to make his voice sound threatening, but wasn't sure if he had succeeded. His top priority right now was to protect his family, and he wasn't about to put them in danger if some random guy came tromping in.

[OhMahGawsh]

Lucy was hiding in the corner of her bedroom with a service pistol in her hands. She could still hear the television from her living room talking about the walking dead roaming the city and how a contagious virus had been spreading. She stared at her dead boyfriend who was lying on the floor next to the bedroom doorway with tears in her eyes. She had to get out of here. Lucy slowly walked out of the room aiming a gun at all the possible places things could pop out. Next to the garage door was a dead zombie lying on the floor. She cautiously moved the body over making sure she wouldn't get her shoes dirty. Quietly, she slowly twisted the door knob. *Clunk* The door wouldn't open. It was locked. Then, she tried the front door. *Clunk* It was locked too. She looked around for the keys and tried to remember where she last put them. Then, it hit her. She had left the keys with her boyfriend and they were still in his coat pocket. She kneeled down to where he was and slowly reached for his coat pocket. All of a sudden, her dead boyfriend lifted his head and groaned. He looked at Lucy with pale eyes and quickly tried to grab her. Lucy dodged the attack and jolted backwards. She aimed a gun at his head with tears streaming down her face as the zombie crawled towards her. *Bang* She shot him in the head and he dropped dead back on the floor. *Bang* Lucy shot him again to make sure he was dead. Quickly, she grabbed the keys out of his pocked and unlocked the garage door. She jumped into the car, closed the door, locked the car door, started the car, opened the garage, and drove out as fast as she could. Her eyes started to widen as she saw all the zombies roaming the streets. Instead of going into the city, she headed to the countryside. After a while, the track of zombies started to clear up. While she drove, she saw a farm house. There were two cars parked next to it, so she decided to go check it out.

[Soulio]

Jason crept up to the house at the beginning of the road, really hoping no infected were in there.
At the very least god, please let there only be one. He thought.
He didn't want to shoot the gun in his hand, or else he'd alert every undead within the mile. He could take them out, but it would be very lengthy, and very dangerous.
As luck would have it, at least three of them were in the place, and one of them was a boomer.
"Fuck!" He whispered angrily.
"He holstered his gun, and went back to his car. He'd have to find another house to sleep in tonight.
He remembered those first few night when the shit hit the fan. He hid in his basement, making it seem as though his house had already been looted.
He could've taken out any of the idiots with enough balls to rob him, but he had killed enough people in his young life already.
A single tear leaked out of his eye when he remembered losing the closest thing to a daughter he had to three infected.
He was tired of remembering.

[Alter Ego]

Jim turned his head from the front door to the window, where the sound of an approaching truck came to a halt where Jim had assumed was in the dirt driveway.

Dammit, just what we need. More unknown visitors., Jim thought.

Morgan had gotten tired of waiting in the silence, waiting for whoever was at the door to answer.

"Who are you? Answer us!" Morgan yelled from the couch. Jim turned around to face her, his eyes big and asking why the hell she did that. Morgan frowned in reply and looked to the door.

Jim rolled his eyes and fixed his gaze back at the door again. He held the gun up so that way if the intruder came storming in uninvited, then Jim would just have to pull the trigger and BAM, there'd be another dead body to join the collection.

[Gardemo]

Sid was startled by the shouts. " Hey, hey, it's fine! I'm just a guy who's car broke down on the way. I think we should stick together, it's safer that way. If you think I'm dangerous, all I'm asking for is some tools so I can fix my car. If you don't have any, I'll be on my way"