It was hard to remember that this end of days didn't just affect humans but all living life forms. The flora gave way to the thorns and vegetation on the most part was falling, fruitless, they did all that they could just to survive and prepare for the coming winter. Animals became scare as everything became a culinary delicacy, or you fought tooth and nail to protect some creature from that fate. Justin would not be surprised if a few species went extinct already, or that ants eventually enslaved the earth. He was sure that aquatic life was also imbalanced, over fishing and whatnot. The world was certainly messed up.
But not for one little dog.
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 5:12 pm
It was a little scrappy thing, a wild dog pup that was sniffing around a refuse pile of metal, looking for food probably from what Justin could imagine. It had one eye scarred over, losing its depth perception, dropping its chance for survival even farther. but it was trying.
That and its sounds of dismay were like knives plunged in his heart. It wasa couple of chips, that was left in a little pile as he passed by, keeping the rest in his bag. He could hear the pup sniffing at it and scarfing it down, crumbs and all.
So the dog trailed behind Justin, happy to do so. and It kept Justin company, and Justin, to it. A partnership. It worked.
The dog was smart and knew when to stay, it knew when to follow, to sit and to play dead. It was Justin's true companion, and made him ache for the well being of his little corgi. It took some time to notice, the shaggy fur held a strange lump, the chest a scar and tumors.
Which quickly became eyes and mouth and legs all for him. it still wagged its tail, and the tongues lolled out of its respective mouths, one more vile than the other and promised pain. It worried Justin, a type of fear on the back of his neck. It had to sop, it had to go away.
It was not his cute companion anymore. with tears in his eyes, he brought the shovel down on it. [ Equipping Shovel - 28-6 ]
HP: 39/50 DMG: 3 Boss HP: ??/??
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: 35/100
Character's name: Justin Sider Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link: Link to journal here Character's survival stats: Justin SiderView Jersey Number: 06 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'ft 2 in (188 cm) Dusty Blonde buzzed on one side and long on the other (and a little disheveled), Lanky, Slightly built and really wants to have a good shave to deal with the stubble. Gravely deep voice of dissaproval is present.
He brought the blade down again with a sickening crunch. feeling it through the weapon and the whine that reached his ears, a soft sigh and silence.
The hour was spent digging a little grave for the partner he gain, and lost. He could still hear the dog, barking on the wind.
You can't save anyone , the dead girl said. and she was right, he couldn't even save a tiny dog.
[ Equipping Shovel - 28-6 ]
HP: 38/50 DMG: 3 Boss HP: ??/??
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: 45/100
Character's name: Justin Sider Character's faction: District 1 (University) Character's journal link: Link to journal here Character's survival stats: Justin SiderView Jersey Number: 06 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'ft 2 in (188 cm) Dusty Blonde buzzed on one side and long on the other (and a little disheveled), Lanky, Slightly built and really wants to have a good shave to deal with the stubble. Gravely deep voice of disapproval is present.
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