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OOC Thread for ZDay in Sunnybright
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They'd never expected what they were getting into...
Chip was reaching the end of the road of his juvenile life, and decided to indulge himself one last time before entering the real world. A four week road trip helped him to get his wiles out - and just in time, it would seem... he rode along with his friends John and Ricky north along I-39, homebound to Sunnybright...
Constantine sung and played strings for My Autumn Sadness, an indy band that had recently struck gold and gotten signed. On the way to their next gig, their van broke down; needing a bit of time to think, he took off on his bike to some of the more rugged terrain near the city, south and off of the road. He should hope that time to think was enough; he's got bigger problems to deal with now.
Alyx had begun his life away from home, going to college and starting his own band. Eventually events lead him to return to his home town, driven by his good friend Ryan, who had a car of his own. Heading north along I-39, they've got a lot to look forward to. Unfortunately, they won't find what they expected.
Caitlin was on the run from the law and more unruly forces. She keeps on her feet, quick on her toes, and her stop off in Sunnybright was supposed to be nothing more than a bite to eat and a place to sleep before she hit the road again. Living a downhill sort of life, what she found seemed right on par.
Max was the town's sheriff. He kept the peace, and the people were happy with him ; he was looked up to, a worthy role model for the small town. He was out of town for a bit - even sheriffs need a break once in awhile - and had just returned from his hunting trip far to the south. His trip was coming to a close as he drove north on I-39, returning home with the spoils of his trip. It's come to pass that he picked the worst possible time to leave the town alone.
Alex was headed home to visit family during a short break from schooling in the University of Coloma, just fifty odd miles south of Sunnybright. New knowledge and learned skills from his life away from home might be more than just a means of income for this college kid - it might just be what he needs to survive.
Engines hum as a short series of cars, holding tight to the right of the road, make their way towards the small town of Sunnybright. It's not often that this much traffic comes through I-39 at once, and it's a strong coincidence that at this specific time so many people would be coming through at once; but in the end, that's all it is.
A tall wooden sign, painted white with yellow and gold lettering reads "Welcome to SUNNYBRIGHT, Population 4,279", and as each individual looks out the window, they can notice someone standing just beneath it, limp on his feet. Slowly, he begins to shamble across the twenty yards to the road. As he finally reaches it, the cars are long gone by...
I-39 continues a short distance north as the small group of automobiles continues on, enclosed tight by woods on either side of the road.
The lead car was a small, cleanly white sedan, pilotted by drunkard type who went by the name John. His friends Ricky and Chip sat in the car with him, shouting, laughing, having a good time. It was a good run, but their fun came to an abrupt stop. John turned his head away from his friends and to the road, and emitted a loud shout. "Holy crap!"
There's a loud thud, one that carries through the clean summer air. A body, coated with a noticable layer of dried blood, slams onto the hood and into the windshield of John's car. The car breaks hard - the body lunges back, hitting the cement like a bag of sand. As John and Ricky step out of the car, they notice the body begins to climb back to it's feet. It sounds a bit like the man is trying to speak...
"Guhhh..."
[[OOC: Those of you with cars - besides Chip, of course - are following close behind when the accident occurs. Constantine is a short distance behind on his bike, and Caitlin is bringing up the rear on hers. ]]
OOC Thread for ZDay in Sunnybright
...
They'd never expected what they were getting into...
Chip was reaching the end of the road of his juvenile life, and decided to indulge himself one last time before entering the real world. A four week road trip helped him to get his wiles out - and just in time, it would seem... he rode along with his friends John and Ricky north along I-39, homebound to Sunnybright...
Constantine sung and played strings for My Autumn Sadness, an indy band that had recently struck gold and gotten signed. On the way to their next gig, their van broke down; needing a bit of time to think, he took off on his bike to some of the more rugged terrain near the city, south and off of the road. He should hope that time to think was enough; he's got bigger problems to deal with now.
Alyx had begun his life away from home, going to college and starting his own band. Eventually events lead him to return to his home town, driven by his good friend Ryan, who had a car of his own. Heading north along I-39, they've got a lot to look forward to. Unfortunately, they won't find what they expected.
Caitlin was on the run from the law and more unruly forces. She keeps on her feet, quick on her toes, and her stop off in Sunnybright was supposed to be nothing more than a bite to eat and a place to sleep before she hit the road again. Living a downhill sort of life, what she found seemed right on par.
Max was the town's sheriff. He kept the peace, and the people were happy with him ; he was looked up to, a worthy role model for the small town. He was out of town for a bit - even sheriffs need a break once in awhile - and had just returned from his hunting trip far to the south. His trip was coming to a close as he drove north on I-39, returning home with the spoils of his trip. It's come to pass that he picked the worst possible time to leave the town alone.
Alex was headed home to visit family during a short break from schooling in the University of Coloma, just fifty odd miles south of Sunnybright. New knowledge and learned skills from his life away from home might be more than just a means of income for this college kid - it might just be what he needs to survive.
Engines hum as a short series of cars, holding tight to the right of the road, make their way towards the small town of Sunnybright. It's not often that this much traffic comes through I-39 at once, and it's a strong coincidence that at this specific time so many people would be coming through at once; but in the end, that's all it is.
A tall wooden sign, painted white with yellow and gold lettering reads "Welcome to SUNNYBRIGHT, Population 4,279", and as each individual looks out the window, they can notice someone standing just beneath it, limp on his feet. Slowly, he begins to shamble across the twenty yards to the road. As he finally reaches it, the cars are long gone by...
I-39 continues a short distance north as the small group of automobiles continues on, enclosed tight by woods on either side of the road.
The lead car was a small, cleanly white sedan, pilotted by drunkard type who went by the name John. His friends Ricky and Chip sat in the car with him, shouting, laughing, having a good time. It was a good run, but their fun came to an abrupt stop. John turned his head away from his friends and to the road, and emitted a loud shout. "Holy crap!"
There's a loud thud, one that carries through the clean summer air. A body, coated with a noticable layer of dried blood, slams onto the hood and into the windshield of John's car. The car breaks hard - the body lunges back, hitting the cement like a bag of sand. As John and Ricky step out of the car, they notice the body begins to climb back to it's feet. It sounds a bit like the man is trying to speak...
"Guhhh..."
[[OOC: Those of you with cars - besides Chip, of course - are following close behind when the accident occurs. Constantine is a short distance behind on his bike, and Caitlin is bringing up the rear on hers. ]]
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