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They were only coming back from a food run; with Ye Eun leading, she didn’t see until it was too late. There was a loud thud – followed by a yell. ( she saw the blood. she only assumed the worst ). In only a span of seconds in panic could the woman assess the damage and drag the younger into a cleared storage room- where she only assumed it’d be safer- to quickly start in on the medical aid. Ye Eun was sure the blade didn’t penetrate anywhere fatal.. but then again, she wasn’t even a doctor.. and all the bleeding suggested otherwise.

“Come on, Rubi – Hey.. Let me see those eyes. Don’t close your eyes–”

Ye Eun spoke to her as leveled as she could, wiping her own tears with the back of her hand; there was no use in blurring her own vision while tending to this big a wound ( and she didn’t want Rubi to see her panic. Ye Eun never panics ). Curses were muttered under her breath and she worked with wiping away the blood- why was there so much? Applying pressure seemed to have slowed it down enough, but Rubi had lost enough to weaken. As if the disinfectant didn’t give enough of a shock to her system..

The woman was too focused on the younger’s leg, back to the door with an ear out still to block out any unwanted, that she almost didn’t catch what the other had been saying – almost. There was no pause in her actions but she did offer a frown, almost disappointed that Rubi would eventhink of coming to such a conclusion. Ye Eun didn’t even want to humor that with a response and instead raised a hand to swipe at the girl’s tear-stained cheeks with her thumb ( smudges of blood followed.. she couldn’t help that much ).

“Don’t worry about that. Just keep your eyes on me.” Ye Eun felt more focused this time around, her own panic and dejection set back in place of focus and – fear? Of course she was scared; Rubi was in pain, she was bleeding out. They had no anesthetics.. Their medical supplies were- at most- basic, and there wasn’t much Ye Eun could do. She was scared. Ye Eun was scared. For her. For them. There were many other pressing dangers plaguing this earth: natural disasters. hungry animals. the infected. other human beings. If she were to lose Rubi over a damn accidental knife wound of all things, she would really.. lose it.

Brows were furrowed and Ye Eun looked back down to the laceration. It was clean – the bleeding slowed down by a lot, so it looked good enough to dress. Turning over to the side, she quickly reached over to the medical pack to fish out the gauze, bandages. In the meantime, she uttered out soft assurances to the other just to make conversation, to keep her awake. The last thing she wanted was for Rubi to close her eyes.. only to not open them again.

“Hey.. Hey, keep your eyes on me, okay? You’ll be okay. Just —- Talk to me. Talk about something, like, uh.. animals. You grew up on a farm. Tell me more about that, okay?”

It was getting hard to sit up and she couldnt help laying back slowly-- her breathing was a little labored from the adrenaline of it all, it all seriousness, if she was in her right mind, she would have been able to access the sittuation herself with her basic medical knowledge but she was exhausted and panicking. Her skin was growing pale from the lack of blood and also the lack of food between the two of them and her body was weak because of the lack of energy and nutrients. It probably went into play on how she felt right now-- but at this moment, she felt like if she was going to die, she didn't want to hurt Yeeun; she didn't want to hurt anyone.

She really felt all those tugs of fatigue finally getting to her but she was scared and it was evident on her expression as she struggled to stay awake-- tears welling up in her eyes and pooling pitifully as she gazed up at the other with a sort of unspoken definitive answer in them as if she'd already accepted that she would die. Her tongue dipped past her lips to moisten them as they'd grown dry in the recently harsh atmoshpere as she breathed in slowly and deep and attempted to calm her fastly beating heart, but this at least was reminding her that she was alive. "I hope the animals inside the Zoo are all right . . ." she murmured softly as she finally moved her eyes away from the other to look around the area before looking back to the other as if she was afraid that if she looked away-- the other would disappear from her sight.

"I wanted to be a Zoo veterinarian and take care of them all." she softly spoke before breathing in slowly and deeply, her eyes closing just momentarily as she tried to relax in her spot against the floor that was obnoxiously cold. "Most of all I wanted to take care of baby pandas." she smiled to herself at this thought before shifting and slightly whincing at the pain that shot through her leg. Even if she did live, what could she contribute with a messed up leg like this? Maybe it was better if she died, it would be better for Yeeun. She'd gone silent, staring at the other as she did and in these moments of silence the tears that were welling up began to pour from the corners of her eyes and she only just quietly watched her for a moment-- letting out small gasps of distressed air and breathes.

"Panda's are really tiny when they're born, did you know that Eonni?" She finally spoke after a while but her voice was raspy and broken as she spoke, despite her attempts of trying to be cheerful and (failing) You can hold them just like babies at one point-- can even put them inside cribs . . . I always thought that, 'If I Could raise my Own Panda baby, i've lived a full life.'" At these words she laughed softly and reached up to rub at her eyes that were blinded by tears. "If we get out of this, I wanna show you the baby panda's, Eonni." she whispered this even quieter as she took in a deep and unsteady breath.

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( jaehyunwy)

Maybe this was what he had been preparing for since he started to take an interest in football. Years of practices and plays, friendly competitions and state championships - all built up to sharpen his instincts and make the right decision at the snap of a finger. One second of hesitation can cost him the entire game. In this case, one second of hesitation can cost him a person’s life.

The turning of his heel and the shifting of his hands against the handle happened in synchronicity; right hand on the grip, left palm against the knob before he gave a mighty push. The end cap of the metal bat crashed against the zombie’s sternum, sending it back a few feet before it collapsed against a shelf. Aim for the head, they said, but he never can. The new gaping hole in the middle of its chest ought to slow it down, Jaehyun reasoned, but it wouldn’t be for long.

The weapon was passed toward a smaller pair of hands. ❝ If ugly over there gets back up, just swing with all you’ve got, alright? ❞ And then he was on his knees, pushing away the debris that littered the hardwood floor until it revealed the hole that Rubi’s foot had gone through. It was already hard to spot with all the bits of wood, plaster and glass scattered all over the room, but when you were being chased by a zombie, looking for holes on the ground wouldn’t be one’s top priority. He kept one hand on her ankle to protect it from any more damage while the other slithered through the gap and started pulling at the jagged edge until he heard the crackling of wood about to break. Pain shot up his hand as the splinters pierced through the tender skin of his fingers but he paid it no mind; all that mattered was that the section was weakening until it snapped off completely.

The back of his blood-stained hand swiped at his sweaty forehead and he looked up expectantly.

❝ Can you free it now? ❞ If not, he was ready to dive back in, even if he had to bleed a little more.

Rubi was easily just a farmgirl. This was definitely nothing she was prepared for and it was evident with her actions as the metal bat was shaking in her petite hands despite gripping onto it as if it was her own life she was grasping to. The fear was evident in her eyes and she shook in her place. 

These were the moments when she had wished she was maybe a city girl who had more action in her life. Despite her tomboyish upbringing, she was actually a big scaredy-cat; a definite flower that was bending at the greenery and maybe it would toughen her up at one point-- but this was still the beginning and it was foreign to her; the thought of having to hit reanimated corpses and despite her love for the paranormal and so forth-- she never had gone out searching for it . . . all the while it had arrived on her doorstep before her feet.

A sort of funny analogy for the way her foot seemed to go crashing through the boarding of the floor and trapping her effectively into her place. Jaehyun was always like a little brother to her and always gummy smiles and a boisterious attitude like that of a huge golden retreiver. She trusted him and figured that should have dispelled her fears some-- and it did, it honestly did . . . but not enough for her not to be on edge about this whole sittuation. She couldn't necessarily wrap her head around it-- not yet.

The slow actions of the reanimated corpse was grunting and groaning and raising to its feet with unease and unbalance at the chunk of flesh that was now dislodged from its being at how hard it has been hit by the other and-- seeing the damage the other had done by just one hit had seemed to instill a sort of awe within in the petite girl, realizing just how strong Jaehyun was; Of course, he was strong-- but sometimes it was easy to forget that with the way his personality was just like a small puppy.

This thought process wasn't one that lingered for long before the corpse began closing in on them again as Jae seemed to be working on the rotting floorboards that encased her small ankle and so she swung with all her might and hit the corpse-- effectively causing it to topple backwards and leave nicely sized dent in its cranium; and if it wasn't such an adrenaline rushed sittuation, she would have been proud of her work at this time. "Y-yeah.  . . I- I think I've got it." she spoke with a sort of hesitant urgency if there was such a thing as she carefully moved her leg and freed it from the now gaping hole in the ground.

She was thoughtful for a millisecond at the blood that was now evident within the other's palms but figured there would be a time and a place to deal with his wounds. "L-lets go before he gets back up--" she quickly exclaimed, grasping at the cloth upon his shoulders as if in action to try and pull him up eagerly so they could rush out of this place and get to somewhere that was more confined and safe. These open spaces really put her in a nervous territory. The other half of her was falling forward some-- not entirely stable on her feet yet but still wanting to book the hell out of here.

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Hani watches as he peeks around the door, alarmed only slightly by the sound as he watched the other fiddle with long locks, he slipped inside and directed his full attention to her. “It’s the most logical thing to do, you need to be as safe as possible and most won’t even think of something like that so you should give yourself some credit” hani comforted ( heart breaking slightly at the look on the others face ). he bit his lip as she addressed him, he knew what she’d ask and though hani was no hairdresser he wanted to leave her with hair she could grow to be comfortable with if they had to do this. “I’ll do my best, hey just remember it’ll grow out” he reassured softly as his fingers moved to grip the scissors she had been handling with shaky fingers and nodded in what he hoped was enough to improve her confidence.

Rubi found herself pursing her lips tighter together into a fine line as she looked up at the other and slowly nodded. Appreciation was evident in her gaze as she watched the other speak-- she could see the other's pity for her and it made her purse her lips in tighter and shift her gaze down. It made her feel pitiful, But he seemed to respond to that silence of hers with the words that were beginning to linger and fill within the depths of her mind 'It Would Grow back, One day.' -- If there ever Was a 'One day'. Despite these lingering thoughts, she smiled a small grin and nodded before using her hand to sweep back the thick ebony locks behind her shoulders and turned her back to him. "It-- it doesn't have to be perfect--" she finally spoke, turning her head just a bit to peek at him over her shoulder. "Just-- a bob-- you know? like. . ." she paused before bringing her hands up to gently tap at the dip of her shoulders. "Till here-- My shoulders."

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uh… [ari’s eyes widened at the thought of what the woman was asking her. did she really want to do this?] but…your hair is so beautiful and long? wouldn’t you miss it? [she frowns while slowly reaching out with left hand and  softly touching the woman’s hair] are you sure? like really, really, really sure? as long as that’s the case, i’d be willing to help you. [she pulled her hand back and folded her arms] by the way, what would you want me to use? scissors, or….?

('Her lips were pouting just a bit at her cousin now. Her words made his own stomache turn-- but all she could do was nod. She didn't trust herself to say a definite 'Yes' Or 'No' In response to it. She would probably end up changing her mind that way-- she didn't want to think about it. . . If she thought too much-- she would convince herself it was a bad idea -- (despite knowing very well it was better for her.). At the next question, her eyes finally rose back up from her feet to look at the other curiously.) Oh, Do you have scissors Ari-yah? ('she grinned a little at this nose, taking another step forward now-- feeling a bit more confident at least with the prospect of them having scissors to cut her hair. A knife possibly wouldn't be blunt enough and would have her looking weird.) If you have scissors-- yes please . . .

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(yeeunwy)

“Quit talking like that, it’s just a cut.“

The wet cloth was removed from the scrape with most of the blood and rubble cleared from the wound. The gash was large.. ( there was blood everywhere ) —- A hand wrapped lightly around Rubi’s calf to move her leg straight, letting go a moment later to grab at the rubbing alcohol and cotton from the medical kit. Soon enough Ye Eun brought the alcohol-soaked cotton ball to the wound without so much as a warning ( though she doubt it would’ve mattered. it would be nothing but a small sting.. she hoped ).

“You’re fine, it didn’t even touch you. You’re just.. You just fell. That’s it. You’re fine.”

It was amazing how her clumsy nature had even begun to bite her in the butt at a time like this. She had slipped. Just slipped. the handle of her knife had slipped and she with it-- causing her to land on it with a sickening shriek of pain; Disloging it from her leg was difficult, but once the hard part was done-- she was feeling lightheaded. She had lost a lot of blood by now and she was panicking. . . She was going to die like this . . . Wasn't she ? Trails of tears were absentmindedly gushing down her soft cheeks as watched the other try to tend to her wounds.

A cry of pain left her despite her attempts at muffling it behind her hand-- It burned. Her mother would, at times like these, say 'Oh Baby, that just means it's working!' But, she couldn't at this point mimic the bright smile that she once had in correlation to these words. Her eyes were beginning to feel heavy and the moments between her  blinks were beginning to become longer and longer each passing minute. She felt tired.

But the idea of her being tired was causing her to panic-- what if she didn't wake up from her sleep . . . or even worse -- what if she did-- but just . . . Not as herself. "Eonni," she whispered softly to catch her attention after growing silent for some moments. "If I'm not me anymore-- please. . .?" She softly murmured-- attempting to catch her attention-- her eyes locking with the older's with a sort of seriousness.

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“Honestly..” we might be long gone before they even find one. The sentence hung heavy on her lips, but she kept it back. Ye Eun knew well enough that being a cynic was the last thing anyone wanted to deal with – the last thing Rubi needed to deal with. Usually the woman found no trouble in telling the truth no matter how horrible, in not getting up the hopes of others; Ye Eun just didn’t want to do that to her, of all people.

She  realized she hesitated for a moment too long, the other would’ve been smart enough to catch on so at that point, there was no merit in lying to her. Who knew if there was a cure, or when they would even find one – people were dying and if there wasn’t one now, then what are the chances of there being one days from now? Weeks? Months? There was no way to answer definitively.

Ye Eun could only offer a tight-lipped smile, looking up ahead with her back leaned against the brick wall. There was a light hum in thought beneath her breath before she finally offered an answer. “I don’t know. I think they’re trying – but for now, we just have to keep taking care of ourselves. Until Then.”

She was silently searching the other's eyes as she hesitated.

The pits of her stomache were twisting and turning and tying themselves into knots. It seemed as if that silence was speaking thousands of words to her and she swallowed heavily as she lowered her gaze-- nodding slowly and fighting the sting on tears at that reality. It was a dark thought to have to just accept; the fact that their life they had grown so accustomed too, was gone forever-- and replaced with This.

When she finally answered, it was seemingly distant, indirect and that wasn't something that Rubi would associate with the elder. She exuded confidence and always had certainty to his words, so why was she now, hesitating? It seemed to have answered thoughts of questions even before they had a moment to sprout wings and prosper in the least bit. Yeeun noticed it too, she thought, with the way she stiffened and seemingly shuffled in her spot while she thought nonchalantly enough in her thought process, she realized that she had taken too long to think about it.

The smile she offered even alongside it was anything but grand and confident. It was weak-willed, weak-beliefed. . . More answers; More and more. "You're right." Her voice was soft, it seemed to breathe out a hidden defeat as she peeked her head out-- letting her eyes swivel left to right to check the area.  "It seems quiet enough. . ." she murmured being the first this time to lead them ahead on their scavenging for food and water-- medicines and all the like.

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(Yeeunwy)

The house was cleared out, she knew that much. Though there wasn’t much food around to gather, that was the least of their worries- this was only a rest-stop, anyway. Ye Eun sat back into the couch with eyes closing in momentary peace of mind; it was finally quiet – she could finally rest ( sleeping, however, was a different story ). Her eyes didn’t stay closed for long, though. She just couldn’t bring herself to keep them that way. She was too scared to.

Ye Eun leaned forward in the seat and her gaze was trained at the wall ahead of her ( the television should have been there, and not on the floor: broken. cracked. useless. she just wished it could’ve worked ). It was almost as if she were lost in thought, in a daze that took her out of her own body —- she didn���t even hear the other come in. The moment Rubi spoke up, it quickly brought Ye Eun back into attention and she did a double take, taking in the moment to process what was said.

She was scared, too, huh? Well. In this situation, it was expected. They all were, she understood that. Ye Eun had initially thought it’d be a good idea to stay up while Rubi went to rest, at least to keep watch. But who was she to deny company when it was needed? Leaning back into the couch cushion, Ye Eun raised a hand to motion the other girl over; may as well kill two birds with one stone.

“Sleep over here. I’ll be keeping a look out, so. You can stay close.”

Honestly, she felt like a small child during the night of a thunderstorm or some tree-branches rattling against her windows-- but, that wasn't necessarily the same length of spectrum to this situation at all. Those were less real fears than the ones they were subjected too. Yeeun seemed to be somewhere off and distant in her mind and she felt bad for disrupting her-- but she couldnt help the way her body was shaking in shivers at this point. It hadn't been too long since the break out had begun and she was having a hard time wrapping her mind around all of this-- the reality of it all that was crashing around her so fast.

When motioned over, she quickly (embarrasingly-so) scuttled over to the other's side and slipped her arms around her middle before hiding her face into the back of her shirt-- attempting to fight away the surge of tears that were prinkling at the corners of her eyes already. Rubi always hated looking young around Yeeun, because she wanted to match her level of maturity-- but at this point, she felt so vulnerable, she couldnt help it. "Stay here with me please, eonni?" she murmured softly, not wanting the other to go-- "We can both rest, its better if we get rest so both of us can make our journey in the morning." She reasoned to the other, and she could tell that in the past few days, Yeeun hadn't gotten much sleep . . . Rubi often found herself wondering if it was her fault.

Shamelessly, she looked at her with pitiful eyes, that were silently begging alongside her soft words to the elder-- Having had been seperated from the rest of everyone else, Yeeun was all that she had and she didn't want to lose her-- even more so than she already felt. Yeeun had always been an important person to her--even since she was young . . . Yeeun always would joke whenever she said that though, 'You're still young, what do you mean?!' Something along those lines in response.

The thought of this only made her arms that were loosely wrapped around the elder's waist--tighten and she hid her face against her back as she did. "I need you," she softly murmured, "I'm sorry I'm always a burden eonni . . ." she softly trailed off and at this point she couldn't keep her tears from spilling out of the corners of her eyes and dampening the elder's shirt-- she was still shaking with fear and emotion and this was a horrible balance in the grand scheme of things. Yeeun had always been different than Rubi, but somehow the two of them got along so well.

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Ah. . . ('her fingers gently grasped at splayed strands that fell beautifully around her shoulders. Rubi Always loved her long hair-- but now, it wasn't the best of options.) It can get caught in things as I hide or I can be grabbed by it and with a life or death situation like this . . . ('Her words trailed off as a soft and displeased expression spread over her face.) Can you-- . . . ('her eyes rose once more from her hair before locking eyes with the other-- hesitance still in her voice as if she was more so trying to convince herself this was a good idea.) Can you cut my hair for me? Cut it short?

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Everything Happens for a reason, The true question of thought to this seems to lay in whether or not it's happening for a reason-- To you, Or to someone else? Who is it happening for? ('Her nose crinkled at this thought as she gently let her boots scuff against the ground before lifting her feet up just a bit and patting her knees lightly with the flats of her palms.) I wonder where all these things are going to lead us. . . What it's teaching us. . . ('Trailing off in thought, she hummed softly-- eyes moving from downcast to look up at the sky thoughtfully)

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yeeunwy

Ye Eun stood aside: watching. Arms were wrapped comfortably around her torso and there wasn’t much of an urge to usher the moment- rather, the woman found it nice to finally find some solace in this momentary peace where the weather was calm and her company.. favorable. Thin brows furrowed and there was a slight twitch of her lip, a grin fighting through as she listened to the youth speak. She didn’t know what it was exactly that caught the other’s attention to make her think about such a thing – but it was always interesting to see what types of gears intricately turned in that pretty head of hers; the last thing Ye Eun needed- however- was an existential mid-life crisis.

“It’s possible to believe in something we can’t see, but that doesn’t make it real. Argumentum ad ignorantiam: a claim does’t just become true if a contrary claim can’t be proven. Things like aliens or monsters, any higher power- most people like to believe they exist simply to give some sort of explanation about the unexplained; it’s logical fallacy.” There was a pause before she began to open her mouth to speak once again- as if she wanted to continue on- but decided to shut it again; she felt like she’d said enough, and didn’t want to bore the other with long-winded technicalities. A shoulder was lifted into a small shrug and the woman left it at that, a small grin finally pulling at the edges of her lips. Ye Eun’s skeptical nature had almost always prevented her in believing things that weren’t tangible, that couldn’t be seen or perceived with or without the help of modern sciences – but she was never one to discount the beliefs in others, especially Ruby’s.

“But it does make life more interesting, doesn’t it? Believing in the possibilities.”

Listening to the other's words, she could help the way her eyebrows slightly crinkled-- her expression cracking and her lower lip puffing out in a sort of disappointment at the other's words. Rubi always admired Yeeun but she would feel a bit sad because their mind's always worked so different. She wanted to be like her, but then at times like this-- she always wondered if that was ever a real possibility; RuBi was a dreamer and Yeeun was a sound realist. Despite this, the two of them got along rather well. . . Maybe this was because rubi gave her room to dream while Yeeun gave her stability to be realistic. Sometimes though, She wished that Yeeun dreamed just a little more than she did.

Lowering her gaze and keeping her pout on her face-- she ran her slender fingertips against the leaf again and watched the dew dropping once more before reaching down quickly as she saw a caterpillar which had become engulfed in the dew from her actions; quickly, she saved him from the flood and held her hands flat out, peeking to the small creature and tilting her head ever so slightly so that she could peer at it. "I'm sorry baby." she whispered softly to it-- as if this small caterpillar could understand her language. She wondered if possibly there was any sembelance of recognition, if the smaller caterpillar was frightened of her? She hoped not.

Yeeun paused momentarily and then began to talk again which caused Rubi to raise her gaze once more-- a soft smile gracing her lips as her eyes halved into sparkling crescents, quickly looking back down to her hand that was craddling the small caterpillar as she smiled widely. It wasn't much, But, She saw the effort the other was putting into understand her-- and all the same, that made her happy. "Eonni," she softly called after a moment of living through her smiles; She rose to her toes and carefully made her way over-- holding the small bug out to her, not taking the moment to sit on the bench beside her  because she planned to go return the baby caterpillar back to it's home. "Isn't it cute?" She questioned now with warmth resonating within her words.

"It's a chubby little thing, I bet he's been eating so so many leaves~!" She murmured softly with affection in her voice as if she was speaking solely about her own pet. "I'm sure you'll grow so be a big, and beautiful butterfly." she whispered softly to the bug in her hand , before slowly turning and returning to where she had picked up the small bug before carefully holding it before the leaf so it could inch its way back onto it-- and Once safe, She turned back to the other to go and sit beside her; leaning against the other just slightly as she seemed to beam beside her. Simply enjoying the company of her favourite eonni. "Thank you for spending time with me today, Eonni." she hummed, turning to look at the other with the same look as before; the cosmos reflecting in the pupils of her eyes nearly with how eccentric she was at this-- sparkling.

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For this event, I’m going to be keeping RuBi the same and I won’t be changing any of her background information!

Think about your character’s area they live in– how would this impact your survival and response–how fast it spreads– so on and so forth! Rubi is from Eonju, so either she is one of the first few to be infected or she is one of the workers who had witnessed one of the first few strains of the outbreak since it started from eonju and the forest areas nearby.

How does your character react to the rumors of zombies? Rubi would probably be interested in the idea. she’s a free thinker and would always think that there is a possibility for the unknown. Instead of panicking, she’d probably just study up on survival skills to protect those she loves.

Is your character prepared? Probably not, but she would prepare herself. 

Does your character know basic survival skills? She studies to be a vet and so health knowledge is on her side in this sittuation, but when it comes to combat and so forth-- she’s on the side of lesser in knowledge.

How long do you think your character would survive?  It really matters on how things happen. She would probably be one of the first--if not make it to the middle because she has a strong martyr type of personality where she would do anything to protect those she loves.

are they afraid/frightened of the outbreak? A little, but moreso, intrigued. 

Are they afraid/frightened of the possibility of dying and/or being turned? A little bit. The unknown is always frightening and she’s never particularly thought about that sort of things before-- so it is a little nerve-inducing.

Are they the type to turn to the chaos of the world and start vandalizing and hurting others–stealing? Or do they help as much as they can? Help as much as she can. She is good of heart.

Do their personalities change in the panic? Not really, her need to protect probably doubles over though.

How do they react when it actually happens before their eyes? Probably frozen in her spot if shes alone-- she’d need someone to come by and shake her awake possibly.

Is your character physically inclined? Or mentally? Probably neither. She is smart, but she’s not necessarily well versed in zombie break-outs.

Will they go full force fighting the zombies or will they outsmart them? Possibly full force fighting but with a sort of twist to it, like home alone because she is particularly weak and would be easily overwhelmed.

Is your character part of an important position– Like the police? Doctors? How do they respond? What extra things do they know that the public does not? No, But she’s seen the first few happenings of the outbreak and so she seemed to be a bit more open to the thoughts of it being real.

What kind of zombie would they probably be? Smarter? Stronger? faster? Slower? She would probably be an average zombie.

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Kneeling down into the garden-- delicate fingers running over dew dropped leaves and watching as the droplets of water ran down the curvature of the middle till they convulge together at the pointed tip and drop in a larger mass of water, splashing about to the ground below. Watching as the bugs accordingly move around it and avoid it's carnage. The thought of such things always made her think just a little bit more-- a little more in depth. The world was so interesting.

"What's to say that there isn't something bigger than us out there," she began with a soft voice, thoughtful-- "I think about how to many smaller beings, we are gods-- but we're not particularly gods, are we ?" she giggled softly into the ending of this thought-- her eyes scrunching into those of amusement. "We always only think about things that we can see-- but theres so much that we've proven, even though we can't see them with our own eyes; so what's to say that there arent aliens or Cryptids, gods?" She continuously thought aloud to the other, lifting her gaze to look up to them with a thoughtfulness brimming her expression. "There are germs and things we can't see with our eyes but they're still there and we believe them to be-- so it would make just as much sense for the other things to exist-- Don't you think?"

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Sleepless Rainy Night

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Hey guys, this is Admin Z! 

This is myyy second  and most likely,last, child, rubi, she has a lot of personality and I have to go ahead and thrrow around some plot ideas and headcanons for easy readd-- but her bio is also right here (a little bit longer but still gets the job done. 

If you wanna plot and interact, let me know--i’ll head straight to your messages!