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hi welcome to chilis  dump - truce. - 08-18-2018
i think i need this thread to dump stuff on it
GALLERY
PRE-TNW SILAS
ISAAC
PUCK
CARMEN
Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - crows - 08-18-2018
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Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - truce. - 08-18-2018
ok but is that NOT CA WHEN THEY WELCOME EVERY FREAKIn PERSON ONTO THEIR ISLAND wiTH OPEN ARMS
too wholeosme like
"hi welcome to camp apocalypse we have been expecting u we even made you some floral soap"
Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - parks. - 08-18-2018
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Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - crows - 08-18-2018
IT LITERALLY IS
every other group: who are you why are you in my swamp
ca: hi (: we’re painting flower pots tonight (: I’m so glad you’re here (: do you want some beets
Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - finny. - 08-18-2018
Hi
Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - truce. - 08-18-2018
HI FINNY WOULD YOU LIKE SOME STEW
Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - truce. - 08-26-2018
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Ellis measured the distance from the faint rectangular silhouette stood ominously in the distance, awaiting for their arrival; it wouldn't be long now before they reached their destination. All four of them, trudging down the desolate row of dilapidated buildings. It was a now labyrinth of condemned tumbledowns which they stalked their way through and, if Eli was honest, he never thought that he'd see a city in as much ruin as this one was. The ground itself, for a start, was so destroyed, its gritty texture suggested that it'd been ground up to some extent in the past twenty years.
The impassive male scuffed his combat boots across the ruinous rubble that was once a road in its past, his hands shoved nonchalantly in his pockets. The group were silent for the majority of this trek, perhaps a couple of brief comments on scenery or a melee weapon here or there. Otherwise, nothing. They didn't need conversation to keep them strong, however; they'd been a team for long enough to comprehend each other on an entirely knew level. This terrified Ellis. He wanted nothing more than to keep very much to himself - he wasn't a team player, nor did he want anybody to get to close to him anyways. He had no sob story behind this, he knew nothing but this catastrophic mess which they now had to call the world; he was simply too much of a pessimist when it came to his view of the infected. It was a dog eat dog world here and if people were to get too close, the impact on potentially losing them one day would be massive. And so, for the protection of himself and others, Eli was just Eli; the grim and snide yet confident and outspoken boy he was. But he was, most of all, too withdrawn and distant for his own good.
In reality, Ellis was only just a terrified boy in a big, big world. He wasn't ever going to tell anybody of that, though; not even himself.
They approached the ramshackle building finally after weaving their way through the ruined skyscraper maze. And then they saw it. Well, they heard it before catching the slightest glimpse of it. A clicker. It looked very dead to him though its erratic movements could deceive any naive survivor. His eyes met the somewhat concerned looking Rae, his eyebrows mimicking the ones of his female friend's with a gentle furrow before he put his finger to his lips, nodding his head silently towards the pistol which she had in her grasp. No, no; they didn't need to sound of a bullet attracting any more clickers if there were any more in the area. Eli had it covered. He had his knife. He could finish off the clicker swiftly. And so he stalked off, taking one quick glance back at his three friends before he sneaked behind the vile creature, not hesitating for a single moment before pouncing up behind it, his knife piercing the crook of the clicker's neck. The now lifeless body collapsed to the ground, Ellis taking a moment and hunch over and try rip the knife back out the neck. It was a truly disgusting job but, if you wanted to survive, you'd do it with no questions asked. Ellis had quickly grown accustomed to this; he wasn't squeamish about it anymore. In fact, he wasn't a bad fighter at all; he knew how to use a melee weapon and, though he wasn't too strong, he was a brisk attacker with his trusty knife.
He stood within the door frame, swiping a drop of stale blood off his cheek from the previous attack as he peered into the building, noticing the light dimly lit from the rare rays on sunshine seeping through. He glanced back over his shoulder at his friends, commenting in a hushed but almost authoritative tone of voice, "The first floor here looks clear to me; we should check it out I think."
Ellis’ gaze bored into the ruins of the building, stern eyes examining the surrounding area suspiciously. The group knew Ellis to be the more meticulous and careful type of character in their youthful group, he wasn’t going to throw himself into any crossfire of danger even if it was the necessary call of action. Slowly, slowly catchee monkey, he would think probably; hastiness in a diseased world like this would only call for disaster, and Eli had no time for that sort of rubbish in his grim life. He was already surrounded by doom, it seemed – he wanted no more, especially if it could be mitigated by a more cautious eye. And so, instead, he appeared to the group as their anchor, holding them back if any one of them were to be slightly more reckless or rushed into making decisions and so he continued in this manner as he raised his head, releasing a gentle sigh and peering over, deadpan, back over to Zane and Max.
“One of you guys, do me a favour and block the door behind you with something when you get inside. We don’t need anything following us in.†He adjured in his naturally soft-spoken yet laconic tone of voice, the palm of his hand resting against the door frame before he turned back around and heedfully venturing into the building. “Of course you had it,†Eli snidely responded to his poised and assertive female friend, turning his gaze to glance over at her, his eyes hinting a mere playfulness to his words. “firing your gun would’ve done wonders for us, wouldn’t it have?â€Â
He slowly returned the bloodied knife of his back into his holster, wandering around the room with careful steps as he viewed the few aged items of furniture in the vicinity of the room. “All right smart-ass.†He hissed in response to Rae's cockiness, the corner of his lip twitching very slightly as he slowly approached an old desk. Ellis scavenged through the drawers, picking up any little thing which he felt could help the group: a half a roll of brown tape, a couple of paperclips and a rusted letter opener. Often, the group would find nothing on their expeditions; however it seemed to be their lucky day today. It wasn’t often that they could find a place which had not yet been completely stripped of supplies. The boy closed the drawers, brushing his hands together before taking his backpack off and dropping it on the desk. He unzipped the bag and began to shove the majority of his findings into the bag, zipping it closed before examining the rusted letter opener in the single ray of light which showed through the window onto the desk. Looked good to Ellis; a new weapon for somebody in the group. “Who’s down a melee weapon again?†He called out, peering over to the group before revealing the weapon to them. A nice giveaway for his three friends; you'd think Eli would be the type to selfishly keep everything to himself. Well, for the most part, that'd probably actually be the case. But, he cared about these people a lot - whether he openly expressed this to them was a bit more unfounded in the boy, but he had his subtle ways of showing them his care. This here was one of those times; he could've had this letter opener to himself but he knew somebody needed it more than he did. He truly cared about these people but they didn't need to know that.
Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - truce. - 09-14-2018
hi welcome to chilis im going to be your depressed waiter for today what can i get for you
i feel like i've just been fired from a job and i gotta pack up all my possessions and take em home
and with that being said
i'm gonna start moving all my shit from discord and dump it all here today
Re: hi welcome to chilis  dump - STERLING - 09-14-2018
I feel fired too ? also tricky track helo