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Buttons applies within!; She hopes ye like it.
Topic Started: Jan 17 2009, 03:23 PM (88 Views)
DaxxButtons
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Name: Daxx Or Buttons. (I prefer Buttons, but Daxx is much easier to type.)

Roleplaying Experience: Nine and a half years.

Preferred Roleplay Style: None. I can honestly say that I have only one style that I don't like. Which is more of a genre than anything and that would be Twilight. *spits upon said book/movie/role play*

Roleplaying Sample: Oz Vanderbel had seen it coming. Not zombies exactly, but he'd seen the end of the world coming. Not really as quickly either, but sometimes you just wake up one morning with zombies instead of your wife and daughter and you sort of have to come to terms with what's going on around you. He hadn't seen that coming, no. But he knew that the world wouldn't last long without some sort of invasion. His war buddies had called him crazy. And they said it was pointless for him to reinforce the house and hides guns all over. They all said the Russians were our friends and wouldn't want to invade us. Well... They had been right, hadn't they? But they were still dead and he was still alive. Because he had sworn to god to kill the Russians when they invaded and God had given him zombies and ordered him to kill his family. Well, maybe there was no God now. Maybe God had died off with the light in his daughters eyes. He had been holed up in the fucking house with their fucking dead bodies for a fucking month... And he was beginning to run out of food. He'd tossed their bodies, their beds, their clothing and pictures out of the second story window into a pit he'd dug.. And set it all on fire. Set it on fire and watched his old lifestyle burn. It was almost like being back in the war. He had immediately closed the gate, locked up the side entrances and killed off his entire staff. Even the ones who were still screaming they hadn't been bitten. They were liars. He was sure of it. But now he needed to leave the compound, as he called it now. Not the house. Not the home. Not anymore. He hopped into his truck, pulling a blunt out of his pocket and popping it between his lips, pulling out of the garage. He stopped at the gates, killing off the one or two fucking zombies that had made it this far and typed in the code to open the gate, pulling out before watching to make sure the gate shut again. Where would he go? He wasn't sure. All he knew was he wanted some fucking cigarettes. And he should probably stock up on water too.
Edited by DaxxButtons, Jan 17 2009, 03:57 PM.
Pop! Pop! Pop! It's Buttons...Butchu can call me Daxx. =D EQUAL SIGN?!? I've got really low self esteem which is crazy considering how amazingly awesome I am.
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The Redneck, the Cynic, the Nerd, and the Hopeless Romantic

(Approved) Welcome to the site, and glad to have you with us. Feel free to post an intro and in the roleplays.
"I mourn that which may have been but will never be."

"Stupidity is a wound that bleeds forever; Intelligence is a blade that stays forever sharp"

"An armed man will kill and unarmed man with monotonous regularity"

"Nothing adds a little class to a sniper course like a babe in a Ghillie suit."

"You have the rest of your life to solve your problems. How long you live depends on how well you do it."

"Make your attacker advance through a wall of bullets. I may get killed with my own gun, but he's gonna have to beat me to death with it, 'cause it's going to be empty."
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