Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-32132827-20180628114840/@comment-35780277-20180629030512

Ill post my context here, okay?

Primary : AK-47 (Skin : Tropical Sunshine)

Secondary : Rambo (Skin : Stealth)

Background story:

Before the apocalypse struck, Vince (My RP name) was just a normal teen, no one out of the extraordinary. He was an introvert kind of teen, because of the fact that he doesn't always interact to strangers and other people, and also because of the fact that his dad left him when he was young, because of an unknown reason. For now, he lives with his mother in their happy little house.

One strange afternoon, her mom left him in the house because she had to buy some things in the mall. So he was home alone. A few moments later, while he was watching TV, he heard some shrieks, yells, as if there was a tormenting riot on the streets. He decided to peek on the window, only to be shocked, scared and disgusted at the same time to see deranged monsters ripping apart people and eating them. Panicking, he locked and barricaded the door and ran upstairs. He hid in the attic. It was dark up there, and he was frightened by the fact that zombies NOW exist. He had thought of his mom, and he has to rescue her. But he has to wait until the infecteds go away. While finding for something that might help him, he found a huge, bulky chest that is very dusty. He opened it, because, why not?