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Charles Robbins
Age: 20
Height: 5’10
Weight: 140
Eyes: Green
Hair: Very short dirty blonde
Specifics: loves to walk, thin but not much of a muscular build with thin lips. Clean shaven face with fair complexion. No tattoos or piercings. Not married nor children.
Going to college full time does not grant me a great deal of free time, but during my sophomore year I was able to work it out so that I get Friday free so it gives me three days to be able to do what I truly enjoy: zombies.
I enjoyed making movies and better yet; zombie movies and I was good at it. So good in fact I was getting my degree in film and with my parents paying for my college it was best not to disappoint them.
There was my small group of college friends that would meet at my place and play Left 4 Dead and watch George Romero and every time hope that one day the dead would rise and I would be prepared. We, and by ‘we’ I mean my group of friends’ would meet at my place and plan everything from our homes defenses to being on the road. My place had food, water, all the preparations but never did they come so we would watch the movies again and play the games. It was filling to say the least but one the five of us were watching “Survival of the Dead” and my friend Leroy also pointed out; we needed a woman.
Sitting on a large, black leather couch in front of a plasma screen TV I leaned forward and looked over at Leroy with his rounded cheeks and dark eyes and questioned, “A girl?”
“Yeah,” he said, “Every group needs at least one. For at least every three to four men there has to be at least one girl.”
“Why?” I asked.
“It’s the math of the movies, dude. Figure it out. Even Dawn of the Dead and Day of the Dead had at least one girl despite all the men. Hell, Left 4 Dead has Zoey!”
He did have a point but the girls that we did know and work with were not what you consider to be made of tough stuff. For our film appreciation class we made a zombie movie and were given A+ and then posted it online and then began making a series of short films using people from the college to be our zombies and victims. What we did instead of just blood and gore showed how to survive on your own in an apocalyptic world, but I knew we couldn’t get the right girl from those people. They may be easy on the eyes but when you get to know them they were either air heads or really arrogant, rich daddy’s little girls, which is why they were never invited to my home or to our little parties but I did hope that at least one would come forward to be our ‘Zoey’ and I kept praying for the day that the dead would come. There was nothing so disappointing in preparing for something for so long and never happen.
(This is an old one but I hope to have this restarted. If you're interested please send a PM and we can go over specifics. I don't do scat, rape, incest, or sick stuff. You don't have to be well versed in this to play, this is merely for fun.)
Age: 20
Height: 5’10
Weight: 140
Eyes: Green
Hair: Very short dirty blonde
Specifics: loves to walk, thin but not much of a muscular build with thin lips. Clean shaven face with fair complexion. No tattoos or piercings. Not married nor children.
Going to college full time does not grant me a great deal of free time, but during my sophomore year I was able to work it out so that I get Friday free so it gives me three days to be able to do what I truly enjoy: zombies.
I enjoyed making movies and better yet; zombie movies and I was good at it. So good in fact I was getting my degree in film and with my parents paying for my college it was best not to disappoint them.
There was my small group of college friends that would meet at my place and play Left 4 Dead and watch George Romero and every time hope that one day the dead would rise and I would be prepared. We, and by ‘we’ I mean my group of friends’ would meet at my place and plan everything from our homes defenses to being on the road. My place had food, water, all the preparations but never did they come so we would watch the movies again and play the games. It was filling to say the least but one the five of us were watching “Survival of the Dead” and my friend Leroy also pointed out; we needed a woman.
Sitting on a large, black leather couch in front of a plasma screen TV I leaned forward and looked over at Leroy with his rounded cheeks and dark eyes and questioned, “A girl?”
“Yeah,” he said, “Every group needs at least one. For at least every three to four men there has to be at least one girl.”
“Why?” I asked.
“It’s the math of the movies, dude. Figure it out. Even Dawn of the Dead and Day of the Dead had at least one girl despite all the men. Hell, Left 4 Dead has Zoey!”
He did have a point but the girls that we did know and work with were not what you consider to be made of tough stuff. For our film appreciation class we made a zombie movie and were given A+ and then posted it online and then began making a series of short films using people from the college to be our zombies and victims. What we did instead of just blood and gore showed how to survive on your own in an apocalyptic world, but I knew we couldn’t get the right girl from those people. They may be easy on the eyes but when you get to know them they were either air heads or really arrogant, rich daddy’s little girls, which is why they were never invited to my home or to our little parties but I did hope that at least one would come forward to be our ‘Zoey’ and I kept praying for the day that the dead would come. There was nothing so disappointing in preparing for something for so long and never happen.
(This is an old one but I hope to have this restarted. If you're interested please send a PM and we can go over specifics. I don't do scat, rape, incest, or sick stuff. You don't have to be well versed in this to play, this is merely for fun.)