open The Dead Shall Rise

[Mr. Critical 434]

It had been almost a year since the dead started to eat the living. Eventually, people just left the big cities all together and move up north or into the country. Even though it has only been less than a year, the human population has dwindled exponentially. Those that are left look out for themselves or form small yet strong groups. Even going as far as to take things from others by force. But this is a story of a group that does not exist as of yet, but will come together and look out for each other in this chaotic and decrepit world.

Walking along the vehicle ridden roads, avoiding making a sound as to not alert anyone or thing, was a man. An alive man. He was tall and wore a lab coat with a pair of jeans. He wore shoes that he modified with rubber soles to silence his foot steps. On his back was a backpack. Loaded with his supplies and food. On his head, a simple fedora to block the sun from his eye and glairing off his glasses. After a few minutes of walking he came across a drive in motel. It wasn't much, but it would suffice for a quick rest stop before he got into town to loot what he could.

[Rascal~ 657]

Sai was currently rummaging through a shoe store, she didn't know the franchise, but it probably wouldn't be right if she suddenly found an aussie chain in a totally different country like Canada. 
She had checked out the place before hand, going about the building and at the back of the store to make sure there weren't any surprises waiting for her. But she was looking for a pair of shoes, in which there were many in the store she was at. Quickly she found a pair of tennis sneakers that she could use, converse were stupid to wear when your trying to survive and she had never really worn another type of shoe than sneakers or boots. 
She stuffed them in her backpack, when she got to some kind of shelter she would switch the new pair for her old ones that were about to fall apart on her. She got her black backpack back on, and then climbed out of the wrecked place of a shoe store. 
Sai followed the road, it was still day and her glasses and hat were protecting her head from the sun. She was glad those items had survived, she had come over to Canada on a holidays with her beloved items, her military style cap felt like home, and her wide aviator sunglasses kept the sun out of her eyes. 

[OG Blaze 269]

"Record time" Rex said to himself, he watched as the walkers scratched at the wall he was standing on. It almost seemed like they were getting slower, but then again the dead could never really catch up with Rex. Rex slipped down the building and into the roof. Rex ran off the roof while vaulting over a few small objects and found himself on road level, he ran for a little bit before he slipped into a small shoe store. He wandered around looking a different sizes and color until something caught his eye, "Holly crap" Rex walked over to a small box that held Nike Springblades, he'd been looking for these for a long time and finally had been able to find a pair that wasn't tarnished.

 

Rex walked over to a mirror in the store, Fire camouflage cargo pants with a red sweatshirt and Orange Springblades. Rex smiled in the mirror and settled himself down on some old jackets.

[Mr. Critical 434]

Opening a door to one of the rooms, he found one of the dead-men walking into the far walls. Walking up to it, he drew his screwdriver and with a precise strike to where the spine met the brain. The body dropping to the floor with a thud. Letting out a sigh he cleaned his screw driver and went to the bathroom to wash up. Testing the water, he cleaned the dirt from his face and saw himself in the mirror. His name tag, which read Aaron, had a slight blood splatter. Going back into the room, he took off his coat and dug through his bag for some food. He would rest there and look for a store to raid for supplys. Hopefully there is a Wal-mart near by.

[Drago Ryder 641]

Tempest smirked as he walked towards a small town. He wore a grey robe that hid most of his features, along with a pair of sneaker and a pair of dual swords on his back. "Let's just hope that theirs some food." He thought to himself. The man than drew his weapons, and got ready to kill anything that moved if it came to close.

[Mr. Critical 434]

As Aaron ate his food, he began to look over the hotel room. Thinking it wasn't a bad place to stay for the night. he would stay at the hotel a while. Recover and get his things together before heading out into the world. Getting up, he went to close the door and lock it. Not wandering anymore dead men to wander into his temporary base.