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Posted: Thu May 28, 2015 8:46 pm

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After the farm works for me. emotion_awesome

If you play a canon, (s)he and Daryl could have escaped together.
If you play an OC, Daryl could maybe stumble on him/her after escaping.

Vivian was running through the woods breathing heavily as she ran through the woods, she was wearing skinny jeans, beat up sneakers, a tank top under a rain jacket and a back pack. She stopped for a moment and looked around seeing some decomposing bodies following behind a few feet behind her, taking in a deep breath she started running to the right where she then tripped over a a small ditch as her head met a road causing the brunette to groan "ow..." she mumbled as she started to get up seeing their was a little blood on the ground she stood up feeling dizzy and continued running now along the road spotting a few near run down cars but mainly they were behind her in the woods hot on her trail "where'd they all come from?" she wondered to herself.

Vivian worked security for a couple places before the dead rose, then in her free time read books so she found out about things hitting the fan a couple days after everything happened. Vivian grew up trying to please her parents, her dad wanted a boy and her mom wanted the perfect girl who was a cheerleader and was artistic so she dabbled in many things over the years. Viv's mom passed away when she was 16 and her father was single for awhile but finally found someone he liked who had a boy about a year younger then herself, she was on her way to find him hearing that he'd been with friends on a fishing trip which would have been over by now "just a couple more miles" she said to herself as she started getting dizzy, sure anyone she cared for was probably dead but she wanted to believe there were people alive, people she knew or cared about survived.

Viv grumbled to herself as she thought about that morning she'd left a house to go search for supplies further out "Cole will be worried...and no doubt hungry" she mumbled to herself as she continued running or rather jogging along the street hoping to find someplace to hide, finding only the dead and some smoke in the distance off near the woods she hurried the tree line and pulled out a knife as she headed for a sturdy looking tree and stabbed at it a few times as she climbed up it hoping to get out of sight and let the dead pass her so she could get back to the abandoned gas station heading between towns and another long road she wasn't sure where it headed "come on Viv...make dad proud" she groaned as she climbed up hearing groans in the distance she hurried her pace and hugged the tree as she sat on a branch huffing as she grew a bit tired.

Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 11:02 am

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It was all over. The sanctuary that he (and the rest of the group) had come to call home was destroyed, overrun by reanimated flesh-eating corpses. He knew it was bound to happen eventually. There was no such thing as a safe place, not anymore. Anyone who thought otherwise was a fool and bound to meet a gruesome end. Even so, there was some part of Daryl that had sincerely hoped the farm would work. It had everything the group could ever need. Food, generators, space - it had been tucked away from the rest of the population so nicely, but they would still be able to branch out to neighboring towns to scavenge supplies if they needed to. With a little bit of work, the farm would have been a place for them to call home.

The horde came without warning. There was no time to prepare. They attempted to fight, to defend the place they had come to call home, but there were more Walkers than any of the group could handle. For every Walker someone took out, ten more took its place. It was an endless, unsurvivable wave. So the group did what they had to - they abandoned the farm to the dead. Daryl knew the others were leaving and yet he lingered, choosing to watch their dreams burn to the ground rather than follow. A grave mistake on his part. When he finally decided it was time to leave, the number of Walkers roaming the grounds had doubled (if not tripled) and it was no longer plausible to follow the rest of the group. He had to find his own way and hope against hope he'd be able to find the others before they got too far.

Daryl revved the motorcycle, pushing it to go faster. It was a dangerous thing to do. The road was littered with obstacles - vehicles, tree limbs, and lunging Walkers to name a few. Going fast was a risk to his health, but he figured going slow would be an even greater risk. He'd rather be killed in a fiery crash than torn apart. His blue eyes shot every which way, drinking in the important details of his surroundings and searching for any sign of the rest of the group. There was no sign of them, of course. Not here. He needed to circle around to the main highway. Chances were, that's where he'd find them. But for now he needed to put distance between him and the herd that followed.

Of course, he couldn't notice everything. The gas light for instance. It was difficult to say how long it had been glaring at him and yet he remained blind to it until the engine sputtered. "Son of a b***h." He growled viciously, his knuckles whitening. His mind screamed, cursing himself for being stupid and cursing the world for being what it was. He could only imagine what Merle would say. His big brother had always had a way with words. None of this would have ever happened if he was still around. Hell, the two of them would have been long gone, looking for the next adventure with or without the rest of the group.

But Merle wasn't around. It was just Daryl. As much as he hated to admit it, he needed the group and maybe (just maybe) they needed him too.

As the motorcycle died, the distinct sound of the dead rose. Their groans grew louder. The herd couldn't have been too far behind him. It was only a matter of time. Daryl slipped from the seat and pulled his bow from his shoulder. He was running low on arrows. The same could be said for his pistol. There was no way he'd be able to fight his way out. Not this time. His blue eyes scoured his surroundings. There were a couple stalled vehicles ahead. He could hide in one (or underneath which had proven useful in the past). But with a herd this size... Daryl shook his head and glanced up. Tall, gangly trees loomed overhead on both sides of the road. They would be easy enough to climb. He could simply wait until the herd passed then he could continue on his way, maybe check to see if any of the abandoned vehicles worked - or at least siphon gas into his bike.

A series of groans sent him clambering to the nearest tree. He slipped the bow back over his shoulders and began climbing. It proved difficult at first. He couldn't quite remember the last time he climbed a tree; doing it as a kid was one thing, but doing it as a full grown man was a whole different ball park. Eventually, he managed to pull himself onto a thick branch more than halfway up the tree. It appeared to be able to hold his weight and the leaves were just thick enough to (hopefully) hide him from the approaching corpses. The rustling of branches caught his attention and he glanced to the tree beside his. He half expected to see some decomposing Walker lurking there. What he found instead made him furrow his brow and take a small step back in surprise. A woman. Apparently they had the same idea. He eyed her in silence, his uncertainty visible. Outside groups had been an issue for the group in the past. It was hard to say who was trustworthy anymore.

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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 10:12 pm

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Vivian was leaning against the tree trunk with closed eyes hugging the large tree which would provide her cover, it wasn't until she heard the sound of an engine that she opened her eyes and looked around now watching as a sleeveless male probably a hick or someone who lived on the bare minimum. He had climbed the tree next to hers and she watched him curiously now wondering just how much trouble she'd be in since she'd seen what happened in the civilized world and some in the uncivilized.

Her brown orbs looked at the make who had dark brown hair, he had a crossbow and seemed fit as well as capable of handling himself which only made an uneasy feeling arise in her stomach as she sat up straight looking at the male who now noticed her. The sounds of groaning passed by along the road and she tore her eyes from him and over to the ground watching the decaying bodies shuffle by as if a cliche scene in a movie.

Her eyes looked back up to him watching carefully as she moved a hand to her head checking the small wound and seeing the bleeding had stopped but imagined a small cut before looking to him again "friends of yours?" she mouthed to him giving a faint smirk then sighed as she noticed the thick of the herd had passed heading towards the free way which would pass bu the small gas station she saw causing her eye to look around at the large but slow traveling group a bit worried and anxious now, her mind thinking back to Cole whom she left a couple hours prior.

Vivian had met the young male a couple days before floating in a lake in a row boat, when she found him he was starving and was slowly baking in the sun, he was a few years younger then her and she felt close to him as if he was a brother to her since he was still fairly childish 'i hope he's alright and doesn't do anything stupid...' she thought to herself now wondering how long it'd take her to run there even with her splitting headache and wished for technology like cellphones now wondering if her mother felt like this as she looked down spotting more walking by the two in the trees.

After bout 7 long minutes Vivian didn't see anymore or the dead except the stragglers which had passed moments ago and sighed thinking it best to wait another moment before trying her luck at getting back to Cole in hopes to find him alive and well then have to two continue on their travels, as these thoughts consumed her she glanced back up to the male in the tree and watched him carefully as she looked him over.

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