Thread: The Dead Still Walk (Drey Malic x TheCrowsGirl)

This is a roleplay between Drey Malic and TheCrowsGirl . It is based on the series The Walking Dead ------------------------------------------------------------------------ How had this happened? How had the world turned upside down and so fast? Hell the world was always a piss hole of a place, and no one knew that better than Daryl. He had a horrible past when you considered the abuse his father put him through, the lack of a mother through out his childhood and then when he got older and the one person he trusted in abandoned him his brother Meryl. Yet the world that they were in now, wasnt something he asked for. Yet part of Daryl liked this world the way it was now. It was raw in a form. It was more black and white and less of a grey mess. It was you killed or you were killed, and if you were killed, you then killed again. Thats what happens when the zombie apocalypse hits the fan, you either kill the zombies or get killed by them and if you get killed by them, youre going to go and join them in killing other things. It wasnt pretty but it was straight forward. Daryl wasnt alone though. That was probably the worst part of it if you were in a zombie apocalypse. If youre alone you have no one to watch your back or to help you when you get in a tight spot. One of Daryls oldest friends was alive and by his side Adam. Adam didnt have as much of a shit-stained life like Daryl had but he didnt have it a hundred percent easy either. Adam had arrived home from service in Afghanistan a few months before hell broke loose and he doesnt like to talk about what he went through when he was overseas. His nights are always a bit stressful though, Adam suffers from PTSD and his nights are often filled with nitemares from when he was overseas. Yet, the day and the walk that the two deal with on a daily basis keep him on edge and he likes it that way. Like Daryl, Adam doesnt like the idea of this new world, but he prefers this than the past. The two of them were walking down a street, the roads were quiet, there wasnt much action. The walkers werent in sight and the two were just going on a supply run. They left their rides down the street and hidden well so they didnt have to worry about that. Adam was the one in front and Daryl a few steps behind him with the crossbow ready. Adam and Daryl both wore light t-shirts, heavy leather jackets, army boots and jeans. They had managed to shower yesterday so they werent filthy or stank up a room, but neither of them had shaved for a week so their scruff was showing. As they slowly walked down the street, they kept low just to be on the safe side and when they reached the corner of a street that met with another one, they caught sight of a bar. The windows were smashed in and the door was wide open but it looked like the only place that might have some supplies. Adam pointed it out. Daryl nodded and the two of them made their way to their now targeted destination. The two of them didnt need to talk between the two of them, it was mainly just point, nod, shake head or shrugs. They preferred to talk up a storm later on when they knew they were in a safe place Adam and Daryl walked into the bar and the door was indeed smashed in. They looked at it shrugged a bit. Adam walked in first and the sound of breaking glass could be heard as he stepped as lightly as he could over the floor but that didnt make much of a difference. Daryl looked around outside a bit, making sure the coast was clear and that there wasnt anything that would threaten them right away. It was clear so Daryl walked in after Adam. Adam made his way to the bathrooms to scour for toilet paper. Daryl walked to the counter and looked at the available drinks. Most of them were smashed, broken or gone but there was still some strong whiskeys and scotches that were available. Daryl reached over and grabbed a glass bottle that still had some of that auburn brown liquid inside. Jackpot. He whispered to himself. When he pocketed the whiskey, Adam came out of the bathroom and he shook his head a bit. Clear over here but no toilet paper. He sighed. That rare commodity wasnt going to be found so easily apparently. Adam and Daryl both gave a bit of a sigh and in an unsatisfied manner. Anything eles down here? Adam asked. Daryl ooked at him and shook his head but he then pointed to the open door with a staircase leading up to it. How about we check upstairs? He said. Adam nodded and he moved towards the entrance. Daryl followed after him slowly and they made their way upstairs peacefully. It was just an upstairs like a flat or an apartment above the Bar. Adam looked around and he noted another bathroom. He moved over in that direction. Daryl on the other hand looked around the room, he slowly made his way to the living room. Unbeknowest to him, a walker came out from a corner of the house behind Daryl. It started to walk towards the man