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(( Okay, Goodnight! ))

Madge jumped at the sudden sounds of the Dead booming through the terminals of the subway, their angry snarls and low, monotone moans rang through her ears as they began pouring from the corridor like a faucet.

A decaying, rotting faucet.

She stood her ground, watching the girl out of the corner of her eye. "We need to get away from here. We're not going to be able to f-"

She was taken off guard by the sudden burst of gunfire throughout the area, instinctively covering her head as she ran to find safer ground. Looking frantically for both ways, jabbing her crowbar through the skull of a Zombie in the process, she jerked the girl along with her, finding a small hole in the wall that led to another section of the Subway- with both of their body shapes, it would be a perfect fit. She squeezed into the space, encouraging the girl to follow after.

"Come on, we'll need to barricade this opening soon or else they'll notice we're in here." she said. In the back of her mind, she wondered about the man who had opened gunfire on the horde, using precious ammo to defend them-- as if they were worthy of defending. She hoped that he was alright.

[[ ah, responded too late xD]]

Madge had witnessed the scene in which played out before her eyes, standing on edge in the events that occurred.

She studied the girl-- as deeply as she good, being that everything was happening suddenly. She assumed that this new female presence was a loner. She didn't look quite strong enough to be in Nuked, with their 'standards' of what types of Deviations they accept, strength, and skill they allow into their ranks-- but nonetheless she looked as if she had been fending for herself for quite some time.

She followed her with precise stealth-- a prominent trait in Fallout members. In time, she soon took cover behind a ratty old sofa, intently watching as the girl struggled with the Zombie, wondering what her strategy for this type of thing was. Now, Fallout's didn't normally pick fights with loners, only for the simple fact that neither of the two gangs had any interest in them.

As the stranger finally took defense against the creature, she was somewhat relieved; how desperately did she want to help. It was an instinct within her. In spite of this she waited-- waited for the girl to take him out for good.

But that moment never arrived.


The zombie was still alive, due to the fact that the brain was not destroyed when she gave that blow to the neck. As the once-again highly animated being rose from beside her, Madge leaped up from behind the couch, running toward it and the stranger both with her crowbar raised high, letting the hooked, rusted-edge tip nestle within its head with a loud cracking sound. Grunting lightly from the force this move took, she ripped it out once more, rotting, old blood and bits of brain expelling from the gaping wound on the zombie, the being immediately stop functioning, falling to the ground with a loud 'thud'

She breathed heavily, her heart pumping with slight adrenaline as she looked down at the girl.

"The brain." she spat a tad bit harshly.

"Always the brain." she continued, putting her hand over her heart and recollecting herself from the scare. She extended a hand out to the girl, offering her help up from the tightly knit corner she was in.

Madge began walking. It was her turn to scavenge for left over resources for Fallout's supply. She heard a Zombie in one of the empty terminals, immediately turning in the other direction-- if there was one, there was bound to be more in the area. She found an opening in an old barricade and climbed through, hopping over the debris. Again she continued onward with her crowbar raised, ready to use it if necessary.

I posted. :D

Madge walked through the abandoned Subway, debris, broken glass and blood stained the ground. The smell of rotting corpses permeated the area as she stood in the middle of the gruesome scene; mutilated bodies were scattered all around the area. She held onto her crowbar tightly.

Sorry, I had to go to bed. And sure. ^^

Yeah, sounds great. :D

Hmm, you can pick. ^^

Sure!

I'm guessing you two love Danisnotonfire? xDD

@Lizzy and Neverland: xD

@Penny: Yes I have (:

[[ Name: ]]
Asher Montgomery.
Nickname: Ash

[[ Age: ]]
Twenty-three.

[[ Gender: ]]
Masculine.

[[ Sexuality: ]]
Heterosexual [straight]

Province:
N U K E D

[[ Deviation Species: ]]
A skilled P U S H E R

[[ Appearance: ]]




Taking a first glance at Asher, you'd notice that he is quite the attractive Nuke indeed. Standing at 6'3, his body ripples with muscle--the planes on his body structured in a very masculine way. His facial features are precisely defined, with chiseled cheek bones and a well-structured jaw line. His skin is almost tanned to a russet shade. His eyes are what stand out the most. His eyes are the most breathtaking shade of jade you will ever see. They are truly the windows to his soul.


[[ Personality: ]]
Being a Pusher, Asher was born an impeccable manipulator. He is charming, cunning, clever, and is known to be quite the flirt. He is somewhat of a carefree, go-with-the-flow kind of guy, but can be serious when needed.

History:
His entire family were loners--they sided neither with Nuked or Fallout, as they believed the conflict between the two gangs was unnecessary. Asher grew up having to learn to fend for himself at a young age, his father teaching him the ways of a Pusher. They would hop from border to border, sneaking leftovers resources from the gangs when they weren't looking. Living life as a Loner had eventually killed his aunt, the only mother-figure he had around, so he made the decision to join Nuked and was accepting based on his strength and skill.

[[ Skills: ]]
-master Pusher abilities
-Fighting
-Manipulating
-Street smarts

[[ Weapon of Choice: ]]
Screw driver.

I can!

Name: Madge Lester.

Age: 17.

Gender: Female.

Sexuality: Pansexual.

Province:Fallout.

Appearance:

Madge is fairly tall, with a very skinny frame. Her hair is a straight, platinum blonde. Her eyes are the brightest emerald you'll ever see.

Personality:Madge is very outspoken; closed off to the world. She's very sly and cunning, able to get out of almost every situation and can solve problems easily. She also isn't afraid to speak her mind when she has to.

History:Madge was born into Fallout--her parents being one of the members before her time. Her family chose Fallout over Nuked because of the morals Fallout had. Her younger sister was killed by a member of Nuked.

Skills:
Speed
Agility
Cat-like reflexes
Intelligence
Basic hand-to-hand combat.

Weapon(s) of choice: A crowbar.

Other:She despises all members of Nuked.

How many characters can you have?