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You live in the city of London, One day you wake up to see a whole different London, Dead bodies. Dead people moving around feasting on the living. This lethal pathogen has spread all across England and is slowly spreading towards Scotland and Ireland. Next door to you lives your Neighbour, Vivian Links. You barley talk, You only talk to here when you leave at the same time for work in the morning.

You hear screams next door to you and you go over to see if everything is all right. The door is wide open and Vivian is screaming while stabbing a man in the stomach with a knife. The man falls and stands again, It lunges towards Vivian while she is off-guard. Will you help her?


Preferably I would like a group RP, Maybe Vivian could encounter a few of your characters in the streets of London?

"Look out," Damon shouts as he shoulder charges the attacker in the back, sending them into the wall. With a loud crack the attackers body falls limp to the ground.
"You, give me the knife. Then call the police, tell them everything that has happened don't leave any details out." Damon goes closer to examine the body.

She'd give him the knife and looked at her hands that were covered in blood. She'd look around for her phone.

"I- I don't know where it is!" She'd say, looking around. She'd walk into her room and find it. She'd grab it and try to phone the authorities. But obviously her call couldn't be taken right now. "It won't work!" She'd scream.

Examining the body he saw that the blunt trauma from the wall had snapped the attackers neck.
"Do you know this man, does he have any affiliation with you what so ever?" Damon was being cautious about the words he chose. He didn't want the girl to freak out on him.

"No, No I don't. I'm gonna call the police." She'd look at her blood stained hands and walk into her bedroom, Looking for her phone. She'd find it and try to call the authorities. But of course there was no signal. She'd walk out,

"There is no signal, That's weird."

"Can you try off your phone?"

"My phone is back in my apartment." Damon said standing from the corpse.
"Come on you can wash the blood off at my place." He said walking back to the front door. Damon was astonished that a body would keep going even after being stabbed like that.

Vivian nodded slowly, Walking out of her apartment and waiting for him. "He seemed so lifeless, Like he wasn't himself. He didn't speak, His skin was pale and he had some blood on him already.." She'd whisper to herself.

Damon lifted his hand to reassure his neighbor but put it back down, "this way."
That was the best he could do to ease the girl as they walked back to Damon's apartment. There wasn't much inside it but there were signs that someone lived there. After locking the door he pointed Vivian to the bathroom and went to get his phone. As he picked it up he saw that his phone had no bars either. Going over to his tv, which stood on cinder blocks, he turned it on to see the news, but all the channels where either static or had an error message broadcasting.
"It wont work, and their is nothing on the news either." He said walking back to the bathroom.

She'd wash her hands,"Weird. Lets just head down to the police station ourselves. My car keys are back in the flat, I'll be back in a sec." She'd walk out and back into her flat. She'd gasp and quickly grab her keys. She'd run back into his place and say, "Did you move the body?" She'd say, A tone of fear in her voice.

"No I didn't, why where is it?" Damon's tone was assertive. "Get in quickly," he grabbed Vivian's hand guiding her inside. Before she was inside another hand grabbed her and tried to drag her out.

"Crap! He's got me! Help!" She'd scream, Trying to push the man off. "Get a knife or something!" She'd scream as she was being dragged about. She kick and scream, She'd be in tears and petrified as in how this man was still alive.

Throwing the door open Damon would grab the attackers arm twisting it to release Vivian. Moving his body position lower Damon wrapped the body around the waist to perform a wrestlers suplex driving the body head first into the floor. Though it stopped moving Damon wasn't convinced enough, and grabbed the body by the collar and threw it down the hallway.
"Did he hurt you at all." he said pushing Vivian inside and locking the door.

She'd look at her wrist, It had a red mark around it. "No, It just left a little mark, How.. How was he still alive?" She'd say, In shock. She'd stare at the floor. "Wait.. No news, No signal, A man that got stabbed and still walks.. Could this be a.." She'd stop, And continue to stare at the ground.

"Don't say it, alright." Damon had a look in his eyes that said it all, he didn't want to believe what was happening either.
"But if worst comes to worst." He walked off to his room and pulled a case from under his bed out, opening it to reveal a colt 1911 45 acp. He loaded it and attached a hard holster to his belt.

"Where the hell did you get that!?" She'd exclaim. "We should get out of here, Apartments are not the safest places to be during a.. A zombie apocalypse.." She'd say, "Can you come back to my apartment with me? I've got a wooden baseball bat, My brother gave it to me as a present, Even though I hate baseball."

"Alright but ill lead the way." they went to the door. before they went out though Damon looked through the eye piece to make sure the coast was clear.
"Looks alright to go," He said as he began to open the door. "Stay behind me though, and try to be as quiet as possible."
The two made their way back to Vivian's apartment, the body that Damon threw down the hallway was right where they left it. Vivian went to get the bat while Damon waited at the front door making sure nothing followed them inside.
"Do you have it?" Damon hollered.

Vivian walked inside and then into her room, She'd grab the bat and run into the kitchen. She'd grab her rucksack she usually used to go to college and started packing it with tin food. She'd put a few water bottles in the bag and looked in some cabinets. She'd grab a tool box and take out a Swiss army knife and a screwdriver. She'd throw the screwdriver in the bag and pocket the Knife. She'd sling the rucksack over her shoulders and hold the bat. She'd walk out. "Ready, Now lets get out of here."

"What's all of that?" Damon said Looking at the bag Vivian grabbed.

"Supplies so we survive. And, Don't get bitten." She'd smirk.

Damon rolled his eyes, "We are still going to your car right?" He said looking at the girl.