~[Author's Notes]~
Hi! I'm not dead! Ehehe, as you guys can tell, I'm not really good at updating... :/. I start way too many things without finishing 'em. Which is sad, as I like my ideas. I swear I am doing the chapter(s). I'll put a sneak peak of a future chapter at the end of this note just to prove I am being productive and working on this.
anyways, I posted this chapter because I wanted to say I am accepting OCs. I don't really want to make OCs I'd probably get attached to and just get them killed, so I thought I could just use your OCs and kill them! Brilliant amiryt? Awesome. Here's a sneak peak of an upcoming chapter, (possibly not the next chapter but eh). Prepare for some bad grammar and horrible story plot thing.
-Captain Regan-
Stationed on a tall building of an abandoned apartment were two soldiers. One of them held a binocular and had her weapon slung over her shoulder. The other one held a rifle while he kept guard of the woman.
"Yo Reg, find any of 'em fuckers down there?" He asked gruffly, and she shrugged.
"I don't see any of them. Also, stop calling me Reg, it makes me sound like a guy." She said before continuing "My name's Francis, and I request that you call me so."
"If you ask me, Regan's way better than Francis." Ellis snorted. "Anyway, we should get back to camp. Larry's waiting for us. We've got gas already, and we should leave before nightfall." He said and Francis nodded.
"Right, be a dear and pass me my pack will you?" She asked, and he rolled his eyes, mumbled something about her being lazy and tossed her bag to her. Catching it by the sling, she grunted at the weight. Opening it, she placed her binocular in and zipped it up. Standing up, she slung the knapsack on her shoulder. She grabbed her gun that was slung on her back and started walking to the little door that had the stairs leading down hidden behind it. Before long, they reached an old door that had a Maintenance Room - Staff Only - sign hanging above it.
Ellis had his gun aimed on the door while Francis set her fingers on the handle and pushed. Both soldiers immediately set their guns aimed for any signs of infected. When it was clear there were none of the sort, they relaxed and walked slowly in the room. They didn't notice a scrawny man leaning on the wall. His arms were crossed, and his beady eyes was focusing on his boots.
"Jesus, Larry, you scared me." Francis said, relieved it wasn't a looter or any hostile... Thing. "This thing's still loaded..." She said, gesturing at her gun.
"Doesn't matter, you're late." He said, straight to the point.
-End-
And thats it! Oh! And if you want to send an OC to me, please send it as a PM. I mean, sure, getting it as a review is fine but I get really excited if I see a new review, and I don't want to be disappointed only to see it as an OC. Please use the following form:
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And that's it! Thank you for reading, and have a good day! oh and i created a tumblr blog dedicated to updating.
good god i am going to regret that later on, ;-;