Virgininneed
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The Virus (closed for phantom)
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Megan Anderson
Green Eyes
Medium length brown hair
Five feet tall
Hourglass figure
18 years old
Outfit: jeans, combat boots, leather jacket, gloves, red shirt, black bandana, goggles
Weapons: machete, pistol, rifle, knife, axe (axe kept in cabin, used more as tool)
After we heard about the virus, my family and I knew we needed to leave the city. Luckily, we had a secluded cabin near the top of a mountain that would be easy to defend. The only problem was getting there. We gathered nonperishable food that could last a month in our van.
As we drove through the streets, we saw disaster. People were being chased by those who had been infected. My older sister held me close, telling me everything was going to be fine. We had almost made it out of the city when a car slammed into us, causing us to flip several times.
Mom and dad were dead, and the noise had attracted a ton of the infected. My older sister grabbed the keys and tossed them to me along with my backpack. "Go!" My father was a doctor who knew the virus could be spread by blood, so he had made us cover our faces before we left, so no blood entered our mouths or eyes.
My sister and I ran as fast as our legs could carry us, when a car passed in front of us. "Stop! Wait"
My older sister:
Cassie Anderson
http://www.fortressofsolitude.co.za/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/fear-island-duff-e1335192317215.jpg
26 years old
Same weapons
6 feet two inches
Outfit: jeans, tennis shoes, pink tank top, teal jacket, grey scarf, sunglasses
(would you like to be two guys?)
http://2img.skins.be/5/0/9/2/7/8/lucy-hale-2007-balls-of-fury-la-premiere-792-123-4.jpg
Megan Anderson
Green Eyes
Medium length brown hair
Five feet tall
Hourglass figure
18 years old
Outfit: jeans, combat boots, leather jacket, gloves, red shirt, black bandana, goggles
Weapons: machete, pistol, rifle, knife, axe (axe kept in cabin, used more as tool)
After we heard about the virus, my family and I knew we needed to leave the city. Luckily, we had a secluded cabin near the top of a mountain that would be easy to defend. The only problem was getting there. We gathered nonperishable food that could last a month in our van.
As we drove through the streets, we saw disaster. People were being chased by those who had been infected. My older sister held me close, telling me everything was going to be fine. We had almost made it out of the city when a car slammed into us, causing us to flip several times.
Mom and dad were dead, and the noise had attracted a ton of the infected. My older sister grabbed the keys and tossed them to me along with my backpack. "Go!" My father was a doctor who knew the virus could be spread by blood, so he had made us cover our faces before we left, so no blood entered our mouths or eyes.
My sister and I ran as fast as our legs could carry us, when a car passed in front of us. "Stop! Wait"
My older sister:
Cassie Anderson
http://www.fortressofsolitude.co.za/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/fear-island-duff-e1335192317215.jpg
26 years old
Same weapons
6 feet two inches
Outfit: jeans, tennis shoes, pink tank top, teal jacket, grey scarf, sunglasses
(would you like to be two guys?)
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