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Thread: The Bridle Trails

Name Laila Chambers. Location Bridle Trails. Attire Gray cami tank top, black cargo pants, gray knit hat, black boots, glasses, backpack. Weapons Hunting knife in back pocket, pistol on hip, wooden baseball bat. DateTime July 4, 2025. Tagging JC, Shinjiro Open. Laila. My name is Laila, Laila said softly as she settled into her seat. She leaned forward for a moment and pinched the bridge of her nose before finally pushing up her glasses. This certainly hadn't been a good day, though Laila had been fortunate in that she'd somehow managed to find others that could perhaps help her. Traveling alone had its perks, she supposed. But the cons? Yeah, she couldn't take them any longer. She thought back to her car that she'd been forced to abandon and all the things she'd had to leave behind--clothes, personal trinkets. It had been heart-breaking to leave so much behind. Her only defense had been that she'd kept the keys and locked the thing and remembered exactly where she'd left it. Not that she expected the car to be in working condition if she ever went back to it... nor did she expect any of her things to be there either. But, it was nice to daydream. Laila sighed, her thoughts drifting a bit. Sitting up a little, she finally leaned forward and draped herself over the middle portion of the front seats. Sadly, I don't know much about first aid, she said. But, I'm decent with maps. Her voice was a bit soft. Got a good memory too, she added with a nervous giggle. Her cheeks reddened a bit. So, if you need help scouting out places, I might be helpful there. Or, well, I can try anyway. At that, Laila sat back in her seat. She wasn't sure as to how useful she'd be. She'd never been much of anything back home outside of a nuisance to her parents. Staring down at her lap, her blue eyes fixed on her thighs and the scars hidden beneath the fabric of her pants. So, either of you have names? Laila asked a bit shyly. She then shifted a bit as she rummaged through the one backpack for some food. After retrieving a bottle of gatorade, she handed the backpack to the others.
Thread: The Bridle Trails

Name JC Draven Location The Bridle Trails Attire Black and Grey Camo pants, Black longsleeve under armor shirt, Tactical Vest, Combat boots, leather belt, Backpack Weapons Crossbow, Hunting knife strapped to left thigh, Pistol holstered on right thigh DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Shinjiro, Laila, OPEN I'm JC ,she replied to the two quietly as she reached back and grabbed the backpack from Shinjiro. With one hand on the wheel she used the other to rummage through the bag and grabbed a stick of jerky and ripped it open with her teeth before taking a bite. The simple taste of food made her sigh with content as she chewed. JC had learned quickly that something as small as a stick of jerky was a luxury now a days so she savored it. After about halfway through the jerky JC wrapped it up to save it for later, even if she was starving she conserved what she had not knowing when she would come across supplies again. When Shinjiro asked if either of them knew how it all started JC shook her head, I have no fucking clue how this shitfest came to be, I was doing a...... ,she began but quickly silenced herself. Even with the world going to shit she wasn't sure if the two would take to kindly to who exactly she was and what she did before everything turned to chaos so she quickly thought of what to say before finishing her sentence. .....I was doing some errands for a friend, noticed a herd while driving through Queens, I was lucky, I noticed it before shit got too bad, it gave me the chance to get weapons, supplies, and try to get to safety before hell really broke loose ,she finished before once more becoming silent. JC looked around as she drove, trying to spot anyone, anything that would give her a sign that there were other survivors out there and more importantly if there were did they have a safe house or at least somewhere that was quiet enough to sleep for at least an hour. The woman was exhausted, she hadn't slept in days and had been fighting non stop since she barely escaped New York, there was no denying that JC was damn lucky to be alive, then again anyone who was still alive now was damn lucky in JC's eyes.
Thread: The Bridle Trails

Name Shinjiro Takeda Location Bridle Trails Attire Blue jeans, black tank top, belt, Nike sneakers, white socks Weapons Switchblade Hidden in right jeans pocket , Sniper Rifle Strapped over back , Pistol Strapped against belt which is currently a make shift holster until he can get an actual one DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging JC, Laila, Anyone It hadn't dawned on him though hopefully the same applied to both Laila and JC. Needless to say, Shinjiro had been sitting the entire time backwards, thus allowing himself to constantly gaze at the red head in the back seat. And the last thing he wished to do was come off as creepy. He quietly turned around, listening to first JC say the answer to his question was no. When Laila confirmed it had been as much of a mystery to her on how this shit hole had began, a low sigh left his lips. It didn't amaze him too much. But that didn't make the situation less annoying. All the same, he wouldn't overly complain much. He had himself still alive and one piece and two allies to help ensure he got through this wreck well enough. And from what JC had hinted, there could be a third and someone who knew of medical knowledge. Though even if they didn't find the one JC knew of, there was likely to be someone still alive who knew of such things ... right? Hopefully. He couldn't begin to imagine that all the doctors, nurses, or whatnot were dead or otherwise. That alone made him shudder. If that wound up being true, he'd have a 5 chance of surviving, probably less. And he didn't want that or death. He wanted to live through this as long as possible, preferably to the very end. Keeping the Gatorade in his hands, he carefully stretched his muscles out while making sure to avoid blocking JC's sight. Also, how long do you think it'll be until we arrive at .... wherever we're heading towards? He added, letting his raven locks relax against the back of the seat as he made himself comfortable. They likely still had a way to go. So he'd embrace all the opportunities around him, especially those which hinted he could relax. It wouldn't be forever but so what? It'd be for long enough and that was ample to make Shinjiro feel content. True, he'd been a soldier. But after a while, he had gotten annoyed of all the fighting. The only reason he'd even bothered doing so at all was because failure to go through with the simple action was akin to signing away one's death wish. And that wasn't his intentions or goals. So he'd struggled and battled, always putting his life on the line. And to have made it this far and long on his own ... he was quite proud of it. But now it was time to get rid of his loner wolf ways. He'd need help to keep living and breathing. At least it worked the same vice versa, he figured. As much as the young Asian needed the two women, it was likely the same to them also. If that wasn't true, he wouldn't be with either of them.
Thread: The Bridle Trails

Name JC Draven Location The Bridle Trails Attire Black and Grey Camo pants, Black longsleeve under armor shirt, Tactical Vest, Combat boots, leather belt, Backpack Weapons Crossbow, Hunting knife strapped to left thigh, Pistol holstered on right thigh DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Shinjiro, Laila, OPEN JC sat quietly as Shinjiro and Laila spoke, she had to admit hearing the sound of other living breathing humans talk was nice. Never had she thought something so simple could bring some type of comfort amongst the chaos, some more hope, faith in the human race's survival. She glanced in the rearview mirror every now and then to look at the other two in the car just to make sure that this all wasn't just some fucked up hallucination due to her going crazy. JC couldn't handle anymore let downs and although she would never admit it, she needed both Shinjiro and Laila, needed them to be real, needed allies....friends. When Laila asked if JC knew where they were heading the young woman glanced at Laila through the mirror before shaking her head, No....but this area is full of farmland so I'm going on hope that we could possibly find an abandoned farm, clear it of any walkers, make a safe place for us...... ,JC began before pausing for a few seconds. -Us....where the fuck did that come from?- she thought to herself. .....with any luck we may even be able to plant crops and if we're super fucking lucky there could still be some livestock roaming around we could snag up, I noticed animals don't seem to be infected so I think we'd be safe to eat them, get eggs, milk..... ,JC then let out a laugh and shook her head. .....that's definitely a lot of wishful thinking ,she continued before turning her attention to Shinjiro, As for when we get there, I have no idea, these trails go for miles we could find something within the next five minutes or we could find something in a few hours, either way I think we'll be able to snag something up by the end of the night. As JC continued to drive she glanced out her window and spotted a large open field, there were a few tents set up near a large rundown farmhouse in the distance. The trees were blocking the view a bit but JC definitely knew what she saw and when she neared a turn that would lead to the place she knew that she had been right and not just seeing things, I think we may have hit the jackpot already guys, place looks solid, let's check it out, be ready for anything ,she stated as she continued to drive towards the farmhouse. JC exits to Oxford Survivor Camp
Thread: NY City

NY City Alert High
Thread: NY City

Name Alex Cross Location Streets of NY Attire Military Uniform Weapons Handgun, Metal bat DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Open Alex moved quietly through the streets, trying to avoid any contact with walkers. That was that last hing he needed, especially when he was so lightly armed. He was only out here to see if he could find any survivors. He had packed his field med pack, just in case anyone was injured. He continued to stalk the streets, stopping as he saw a rather large pack of zombies having a bit of a snack. Damn He whispered, he was not prepared for this. He needed to get out of here before things got really bad. He started walking back until his foot hit a bit of rubble. Shit. Shit It was all he thought as he looked up and saw one of the zombies started turning toward him. Oh fuck this. He turned and started running, drawing his handgun and loading it. He hoped he wasn't going to have to use it, but at this point, he needed to be ready for anything to pop up.
Thread: NY City

Name Justin Berretta Location Streets of NY Attire Jeans, ARMY t-shirt, boots, and Stetson Weapons formerly decorative sword, Civilian AR 15 with long scope, Fully tacked horse DateTimeJuly 4, 2025 Tagging Alex, open Justin rode Midnight throw the streets of New York, trying to find a good place to forage and possibly rest later when night fell. He could easily see over the cars still parked in the streets, and thusly had no problems avoiding the walking dead that infested the streets. The hoof falls echoed off the buildings, throwing off the zombies to his true position unlike small noises that didn't like to bounce from building to building. As the boy made his way through the streets, he saw the last thing in the world he wanted to. Some guy was running down a street, a small horde on his tail as the genius loaded a pistol as he ran. Making the quick and easy decision to save him, Justin pushed Midnight into a fast lope to catch up before the zombies did. Grab on Justin yells at the soldier, or at least dressed like a soldier, as he holds his hand out for a running assisted mount.
Thread: NY City

Name Alex Cross Location Streets of NY Attire Military Uniform Weapons Handgun, Metal bat DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Justin, Open Damn, why did he have to pack light today. any normal day he would have had a few more weapons but for today he was trying to remain faster, trying to get to survivors and out. Damn, of all days to find these stupid things. He was about to turn and take a couple pop shots when he heard a strange new sound. One he had never heard in the streets of New York before. His head turned, seeing a young man on a horse, offering his hand out too him. Well, let it never be said he would look a gift horse in the mouth. He grabbed hold and leaped up, using the riders leverage to pull himself up to the horse. He unloaded his pistol, knowing the sound of gunfire would draw more of them in. Thank you whoever you are. Figures the one day I only pack my handgun and bat is the day I run into a whole nest of the damn things. He didn't say mush more after that, realizing just how stupid he had been at this point.
Thread: NY City

Name Justin Berretta Location Streets of NY Attire Jeans, ARMY t-shirt, boots, and Stetson Weapons formerly decorative sword, Civilian AR 15 with long scope, Fully tacked horse DateTimeJuly 4, 2025 Tagging Alex, open Grunting with effort as he hauls the man onto the horse, Justin adjusts himself to sit more comfortable on the seat as he took Midnight around the block. Well he was going to until the dumbass unloaded his gun in the slower and louder way. This caused Midnight to spook and buck for a few moments before taking back off. Justin held on to the horse easily as he had already had a few rodeo's on the horse and with the extra weight it wasn't nearly as bad as the first few time. But he did feel the man behind him hold on a little tighter as the horse went through the hops. Stop shooting, I'm still desensitizing him to mounted firing, and you're just wasting ammo. Just couldn't believe that just happened. He could easily out run the monsters, why waste the ammo to may be put done one or two walkers. As they rounded the corner, down the street they could see open fields and clear passage as the horse made his steady way down the street, the horde slowly slipping into the distance.
Thread: NY City

Name Alex Cross Location Streets of NY Attire Military Uniform Weapons Handgun, Metal bat DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Justin, Open Once they were a safe distance from those damn biters he holstered the sidearm again, turning to face the man that had just saved him. Sorry. I didn't mean to spook the horse. I was just trying to create a little breathing room. He nodded as he went off, agreeing the horse could have outran the things, bit he still felt a bit safer now. Sorry bout all that. Name's Alex. Been out looking for survivors. Heard there was a safe holdout nearby and was trying to gether as many as I could to bring them to safety. He continued to look around, hoping to spot someone else alive out here. So many had been infected already, so many family and loved ones, people they may have once known, and they had to put then down, out of their misery. He remembered his brother, and what he had to do that day
Thread: NY City

Name Vanessa Maudrell aka Nessa Location NY City Top of random van Attire tennis shoes, black slacks, white t-shirt with gray sweater over top Weapons NA DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging OPEN Nessa had been in New York for the last couple of days, probably the worst time to be there, but her boss felt she needed some time off so he sent her up to the big apple for some good old fashioned rr. Go on, you can use the rest... She said Nessa mubled in a mocking tone as she belted a zombie in the mouth with her foot, knocking it off the side of the van as it tried to grab at her. You could use a nice break.... She said.... Go to New York.... See the Statue of Liberty... Go to a show... Visit Broadway... She shook her head with a heavy sigh as she gasped just as a zombie took hold of her leg dropping her onto the top of the van hard. Never... Never again... I could have stayed home and gotten this kind of treatment. She growled out before kicking the zombie in the leg. Screaming sharply as the monster fell but it's hand stayed attached to her. Ew... Ok this is just far more vacation than I needed. she shivered slightly as she pried the arm from her ankle only to turn and use it to slap another zombie who was trying to get to her. Once she was free of the grasp she quickly got back to her feet, she could hold her balance well enough, and with standing she could avoid getting grabbed more easily, giving her a better view of things.
Thread: NY City

Name Alex Cross Location Streets of NY Attire Military Uniform Weapons Handgun, Metal bat DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Justin, Vanessa, Open Alex didn't say much more until he heard a voice screaming. That wasn't a zombie. Someone is alive out there. He looked around, just his luck they weren't in sight. As much as he hated to, he hopped off the horse, starting to move in the direction of the voice. He couldn't just leave someone out here, not when there was a chance. That was part of his training, no man, or woman, left behind. As he ran, he finally spotted her. A young woman, trapped upon the roof of a van. She didn't appear to have any way to defend herself. Thankfully the biters hadn't seen him. He grabbed his bat, running up and smacking the first one in the back of the head, dropping it instantly. Before they could react a few more swings dropped a couple of the others. Thankfully there didn't seem to be many around the van, and he was able to clear most of them out. Need a hand ma'am. He spoke in a slight southern accent, picked from his home. Well, I guess you already have one. He laughed a bit, sliding his bat back in the holster he had built on his back.
Thread: NY City

Name Justin Berretta Location Streets of NY Attire Jeans, ARMY t-shirt, boots, and black Stetson cowboy hat Weapons formerly decorative, but now usable sword, Civilian AR 15 with long scope in saddle holster, Fully tacked horse DateTimeJuly 4, 2025 Tagging Alex, Vanessa, open Hearing the scream himself, Justin dropped from the lope just in time for Alex to drop to the ground and start back into the city. I'm going around the other way. Justin called out, seeing the path that Alex was taking was too crowded for Midnight to comfortably move around. Instead Justin pushed his black stead into a fast trot and went down the block and around to the other, clearer side of the van. He came around the corner just in time to see Alex take down the last of the zombies around the van and offer his hand to help the young woman on top of the van. I see my services weren't needed. I'm Justin by the way Alex, and you are? Justin says as he nears the van and motions to each in turn with a movement of the head. Normally he wouldn't be this social to complete strangers now a days, more then a few already proving that not all people still acted human, but he did already saved one and the other was unarmed and seemingly defenseless. Well not unarmed in a joking sense.
Thread: NY City

Name Vanessa Maudrell aka Nessa Location NY City Top of random van Attire tennis shoes, black slacks, white t-shirt with gray sweater over top Weapons NA DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Alex, Justin, OPEN Vanessa stomped hard on the hand of another zombie before kicking it in the head. She wasn't doing any permanent damage however, they were still coming back, and it seemed they were returning more and more determined each time. When she got glimpse of Alex she smiled halfway. A sign of life, actual living, breaking, thinking life, not like these mindless creatures. As he took out each of the zombies she just watched him in absolute silence, keeping her distance from each that came near her until they were dropped to the ground. Vanessa glanced down at her left hand still holding the zombie arm as Alex made her comment and laughed softly just as Justin arrived on a horse. Dropping the arm she glanced around her for a brief second before wiping her hand on her slacks. Thank you. She stated softly as she looked at Alex. As Justin introduced the two of them and offered her a bit of assistance of course she took it and climbed down from the van. My name is Dr. Vanessa Maudrell, but on account of the rather informal situation you could most certainly call me Nessa. Pulling her sweater up on her shoulders completely she smiled before continuing. I would like to thank you gentlemen for helping me, it seems it's not the best day to go out for a morning jog in New York, could one of you perhaps provide a lady with a beverage and perhaps an explanation of what exactly is going on here?
Thread: NY City

Name Alex Cross Location Streets of NY Attire Military Uniform Weapons Handgun, Metal bat DateTime July 4, 2025 Tagging Justin, Vanessa, Open Seeing Justin gallop up he kinda shrugged. Sorry bout that. Part of the mentality you know. Nobody left behind. He started as she jumped down, glad he hadn't had to use his handgun. Sure, it would have been quicker, but the noise would have brought more biters, and with the element of surprise he was able to bring them down with just the bat. When she asked for refreshment all he could do was shake his head. Sorry. Unless Justin her has something I am afraid all I can do is tend to any wounds and give the best explanation I know. He took out his med pack just in case he needed it. As far as I can tell this all began a few weeks ago. The dead started rising without explanation. But these aren't your beloved family and pets. These things are ravenous and fierce, their brains set to one thing, feed. And it seems they have a taste for our flesh and other bits. Military was called in to help, but we were powerless. Their numbers were too great, and growing daily. As far as I can tell in a few short weeks humanity is facing extinction. He shook his head, not liking it one bit. There are survivor camps just outside the city. A place where the remaining of us are trying to band together to survive. I was out looking for any more survivors when we ran into you doctor. He could hear something shambling near by. We don't have long. Justin, you take Doctor Maudrell and get out of here, I won't be far behind. He moved quickly, trying to find any of the cars that was still in decent enough shape to drive, and was unlocked. He wasn't about to tell them it, but he had hot wired cars before, he just hoped he remembered how.
Thread: NY City

Name Justin Berretta Location Streets of NY Attire Jeans, ARMY t-shirt, boots, and black Stetson cowboy hat Weapons formerly decorative, but now usable sword, Civilian AR 15 with long scope in saddle holster, Fully tacked horse DateTimeJuly 4, 2025 Tagging Alex, Vanessa, open Yea, I have a little bit of water, here. Just says as he pulls a half full bottle out of a saddle bag. Tossing it to Doc Nessa while Alex explains what is going on, he moves a spare blanket around to behind the cantle of the saddle, moving the saddle bags he had there to the front on his legs where they wouldn't be in the way for a passenger. Ok good to go. He says mostly to himself. He hears the shuffling himself, and offers a hand out to help either mount the horse. If we are going, need to get moving. That doesn't sound like a small group. Seeing Alex run off, Justin shifts to better face Nessa. Well, I guess I'm getting you out of here ma'am. Grab a hold, and we can go.