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Post by Trey Keies on Feb 20, 2006 23:59:12 GMT -5
'Bad day...bad day...bad day...' The words kept repeating through his head as the young man sprinted at full tilt through the semi-empty streets of Raccoon City. Okay, the scenario looks familiar, but is worse in his case; he has no weapons. Quite a twist, eh?
Anyway, the nineteen year old was dressed in a teenager's usual attire; loose blue jeans, black belt, white tennis shoes and a baggy brown T-Shirt that read 'How About a Nice Hot Cup of Shut the F*** Up?'. Yes, he has a strange sense of humor. However, this was one situation he couldn't crack a joke about; Zombies...lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots (I ramble...so sue me) and lots of zombies were hot on his tail.
Brown eyes darted back and forth, seeking a place to hide desperately; the teen's chest was on fire and his heart was pounding. His legs ached and felt as if they could give out at any moment. Sweat dripped from his thick black hair, even though it was recently turned to a crew cut, Definitely a bad day.
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Rogue
New Member
The thought I thought I thought wasn't the thought I thought I thought.
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Post by Rogue on Feb 26, 2006 21:18:51 GMT -5
{any chance of joining as either Alice or Valentine? or are these strictly made-up characters?}
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Post by Trey Keies on Mar 4, 2006 23:22:25 GMT -5
((I'd prefer to keep the characters original [i.e. entirely of your own design]. I just kinda feel that using the characters from the movies/games limits creativity and most of us know their stories.))
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