Refresh. RP.

[Sam G]

"Guuhhh..." Alice groaned. She pulled herself to her feet and looked around. She noticed four pine-cones lying on the ground close to her. "Ah, no, four's a bad number... I'd best hang on to those pine-cones, so they can't come back and haunt me..." She picked a carrier-bag up off the ground nearby and placed the pine-cones in it. Alice glanced over to her right and noticed a band of four marauders sneaking into a house for supplies. "Four... Four's a bad number..." She picked up her gunblade model off the ground where she'd left it, and got to work.

Not long later, when Alice was sitting among the messy remains of the marauders, she noticed a few more pine-cones lying beneath a tree. "Hmmm... If I have those pine-cones, the amount of pine-cones I have won't be four, and that'll be good for everyone! The further away from four the number of pine-cones I have is, the less four my pine-cones'll be!" With this logical thinking in mind, Alice begun her quest to collect as many pine-cones as she could, in order to detract from the fourness of those first four pine-cones.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Marcus got to his apartment building, it was on its side, he counted the windows until he got to his floor, he almost lost balance as he swung his pipe, breaking the window to his apartment.
"Let's see if I have any salvage."
Marcus crawleed through the window and routed around, the water in his fridge was obviously contaminated, water doesn't glow bright green, he couldn't find anything but some nails he intended to use to stick some pictures on the wall, he took them.
"might be able to throw em at people."
Marcus crawled out.
"Thank god mum's back in england."
Marcus started to wander once more.

 

[TheSentinel]

Asher laid on the ground, motionless. He was out cold. He was awoken by some kind of dripping. He opened his eyes, and looked up with blurred vision. Above him stood a dog of some kind. Looked like a husky dog, maybe a Blue Heeler, and was in pretty good condition considering the blast that just occurred.

"Hey there boy. Where did you come from?"

Asher checked for a tag. It was gone.

"No name, huh? Well, I'll have to call you something."

Asher sat upright, and looked over to his right. A rusted old tire iron sat next to him. He grabbed it, and stood up. He looked around and thought about his situation.

"I guess I'll call you... Dogmeat."

 

[j1-2themax]

Renard duVent was awakened by the sound of a massive explosion.

"OK, what the hell just happened here?" he asked as he stepped out of the abandoned shed he decided to hole up in for the night. Or at least, what was left of it. The roof and a good portion of the wall was missing, probably done by the pieces of the trees close by.

"Well, I'll be," he said as he grabbed his lucky sword and backpack and stepped outside on his way to "work."

Only then did he see the sheer amount of destruction that the explosion caused.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

"Rain drops keep falling on my head."
Marcus whistled the tune and walked before coming along a man and a dog.
"Hello? are you alright?"

 

[Randoms]

A building collapsed next to John, sending a wrench spiraling into his head, knocking him unconsious.

 

[j1-2themax]

Jeeeeeeze. Renard thought as he walked into the newly-minted wasteland. Well, I guess it's a good thing Cassie died when she did. I don't think she'd last fifteen minutes in this mess. Checking to make sure the goods in his backpack were still good, he set off towards where the nearest grocery store stood before the explosion. He figured that, even if there was 1/1000th of the stock left, it would be worth the trip.

After a few minutes, he came across an unusual woman picking up pine cones. Ren chuckled a little, thinking well, we know she ain't gonna last long. Unfortunately, she seemed to notice someone was watching her and shot a look directly at Renard.

 

[Sam G]

"3. That's the third person I've seen today." Alice ran towards the man staring at her and waved. "Good news! You get to live!"

 

[j1-2themax]

Get to? If anything, she should be thanking me for not offing her, Renard thought in his head. Then again, she's not exactly what you'd call "all there." I'll humor her for now... "What makes me so lucky to be chosen to live? And who are you anyway?"

 

[Sam G]

"Of all the people I've seen today, you're the third. If you were the fourth, force of habit would have necessitated that I cut your legs off and set you on fire, but you weren't! So good for you!" Alice thought about the second question for a second. "Hmm... Again, force of habit is warning me that telling you my name may not be entirely beneficial to me, but on the other hand, force of habit's a real jerk, and he never calls except to ask for money... Alice Gladwin!" The unstable girl extended a hand to Renard.

 

[j1-2themax]

As the girl extended her hand toward him, Renard thought, OK, then...nutjob, yes, but shouldn't be too dangerous as long as we don't run into anyone else. Renard took Alice's hand and gave it a firm shake and introduced himself. "Renard duVent. Guess I should be thankful I got here when I did, I guess. By the way, what happened to the other two people?" He thought about asking why she was collecting pine cones, but he didn't have a fifth question, so he stopped at three.

 

[Sam G]

"The first got eaten by a large dog. The second got hit in the head with a wrench when a building collapsed near to him. As a matter of fact, he might still be alive... Just in case he isn't, let's go loot his body!" Alice, still holding Renard's hand, started walking back to where she'd seen the man knocked out.

 

[j1-2themax]

Great, the first two people she meets are dead and unconscious. I'm getting out of here before I become victim #3. Renard wrenched his hand away from her surprisingly strong grip and said, "Look, if he's dead, we can loot the corpse later. If he's not, best of luck to him. However, I'm making my way to Wolschleger's* before everyone else picks it clean. Unless you plan on eating all those pine cones you have, I would suggest you follow me, since we'd probably get more there than we ever could off of one guy. If you don't want to come, then this would be where we part ways." With that, Renard turned and headed in the opposite direction.

Spoiler: OOC

*Wolschleger's is what I decided to name the store Renard was heading to earlier. If anyone objects, just say so.

 

[Sam G]

"..." Alice thought hard to herself. "Loot the corpse, stock up on supplies...? Loot the corpse, stock up on supplies...?" There was really no doubt in Alice's mind. She turned and ran back to where she'd seen the unconscious man.

 

[j1-2themax]

So be it, Renard thought as he walked to Wolschleger's. If she's smart, she'll come eventually. Then, Ren felt a small pang of guilt. Oh, who am I kidding. I better bring something back for... a girl whom I only knew for not even ten minutes and feel mild annoyance for more than anything. Jeez, what's happening to me? However, this thoughts were interrupted at this point by the sound of a dog barking at him.

 

[Randoms]

"Ow my head" John said, sitting up. As he regained his vision he saw a girl standing over him. "Agh, who the hell are you?" he yelled.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

"Hello their! this guys seems to be alive and has a dog watching over him."
Marcus dusted his hands.
"Weird."
Marcus span round to face the man.
"I'm Marcus who are you?"

 

[Sam G]

"Who the hell am I? Surely, since I'm the one standing, uninjured and holding a sharp bladed weapon, I should be the one asking that question, mirite? ...Meh, what the hell, my name's Alice Gladwin. Nice to meet you and all that." Alice's attention was drawn to the lighter in John's hand. "Hey, that's a nice lighter! Can I have it? I'll give you this pine-cone," Alice said, staring longingly at the lighter. Alice liked fire.

 

[j1-2themax]

Renard approached the one called Marcus tenatively, keeping one eye on the dog at all times and putting Marcus between them whenever possible. "Renard duVent. Are you sure that thing's under control? I've heard something about a dog eating a guy recently, and I really don't wanna take any chances with that one."

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

"It seems quite tame."
Marcus petted the dog.
"I assume he's alright."