Zombie Apocalypse (roleplay)

"Lady, where the hell's my thanks? Not one word, naturally."
Said the not-so-mysterious man rudely as he stepped inside the former safe-house.
Kor, now that the author has decided on an appearance, would be seen wearing simple jeans, dirty white shoes, blue gloves, and a black hoodie, the hood was pulled over his head, hiding his face in shadow as mismatched green and amber eyes peered from the darkness. His color of skin was unknown, as none of it was shown.

"Look, two loud gunshots have gone off. Some Zed are bound to have heard it. You guys need shelter? Then help me make this place zombie-proof again, if only for the short-term. There's not much left here besides a couple cans of gas in the basement."

Yeah you´re right. He´s a scavenger. He kills groups and takes back their equipment to Gideon, the bandit leader.
But well... He WAS a scavenger. He was pretty tough, so im impressed you killed him so easily. He killed more than
3 familys. He deserved to die. Well done.
Okay listen up there are 3 possible ways. 1 we fight the bandits, and take the hideout stuff. 2. i curl them on the wrong track.
3. i´ll show them the way to the hideout. I really need the medication thats in this hideout. And i think it may help you too.
I need a supporter for the second way, and we are literally fucked when gideon will find this place.
Vote. What would you like to do ?

"I'd love to have a break for a short bit, but we really need supplies. I would need to stay behind for sure though..."

I return Skyler's hug and hold her close, comfortingly.
"Names first, people.
I'm Ori Ilo."

While the action was unnoticable, Kor rolled his eyes skyward.
"I told you lot my name already already. Kor. Just Kor."

He stepped further into the safe-house, returning half a minute later, carrying one jerry can full of gasoline, though only by half. Another can still remained in the basement.
"If I have to be dragged into your shit, then I'm going with the kid's (Erathur) first option. I could mix up some molotovs for the occasion. The first jackass I shot can help me with reinforcing the barricades here. Board the windows, fix the place up. All that fun stuff."

It was amazing how quickly Kor's views shifted. From hostile shooter to ally in just a few minutes, albeit not a very polite nor particularly trusting one.

I nod.
"I'm okay with any of the options, but I would be more than excited to help with the explosives."
A demonic glint comes into my eyes.
"I'm not new to it."

because of extrme exhaustion i suddenly fainted by the sidewalk

Okay, i going to plan this... well old man, it's important that they don't recognize you. when they find out that there's a second person out there, he will send scavengers to search for the others. nobodys alone out here, that is what hes counting on.

I ain't an old man

"We weren't talking to you. And aren't you supposed to be passed out?"
Snapped Kor, noticing this little person "unconscious" by the sidewalk.

His reaction? Kick the bastard.
"Don't matter, you shouldn't be here anyway! Go away! Come back when you can type more than five words!"
Saying this, he began to kick harder. The blatant breaking of the fourth wall was completely ignored.

(OOC: To take seriously? Or to NOT take seriously? Your choice.)

For some strange reason, Kor's right shoe was covered in blood. But that wasn't important.

Kor grinned in a disturbing manner at Ori.
"You just like to make things go "boom", Don't ya?"

Can i join? My char name is Karlo, and it's my real name. I'm 16 years old, i know a lot in medicine and stuff. I know how to shoot and i'm a parkour-er.
Name : Karlo
Age : 16
Appearance : dark brown hair, green/brown eyes, allways in jeans
Skills : Guns, high jumping, good as a doctor.
Psyche : Most of the time happy and funny, but serious when something is going on.

I grin back at Kor.
''that would be a yes.''
I also put a hand on Kor's shoulder and pull him away from Vash's character (forgot the name.)
"Enough of that. Stop."

"h-hey, dont hurt him! hes just trying to survive, like we are!"

OOC: WOW, my phone is slow.........
Update took until now to get updated.........

Kor had a look of confusion on his face, though unseen because of his damn hood covering it.
"Enough of what? I didn't do-"
He then noticed the blood on his shoe.

"Oh..."
Was all he said.
Apparently, breaking certain walls has an affect on memory.

"I'm just going to go make those molotovs. Bring me any empty bottles you find."
He made his way into the safehouse, and stopped at the door.
"And if you find anything potentially useful, bring it to me. You'd be surprised what can be done with a motorcycle motor, a chain, a jerry can, and a grip. Throw in some tools to put it all together, and you've got a chainsaw."

He grinned in that disturbing way again.
"I can make junk useful. Anything that seems useless at first, I might be able to turn into something awesome."

i felt a little unsure about this new person. his grin didnt really help calm my nerves. 'he looks like a fucking psychopath with that smile..' i thought

I hold Skyler next to me gently.
"On second thought, I think I'll stay here."
I smile at her.
"I promise I'll protect you, Skyler."

i blushed a little when he promised to protect me. "t-thank you.." i said, holding him back

I kiss her forehead softly.
"Just don't leave my side, okay?"

i blush even harder when he kissed my forehead. "y-yeah, okay..."