Walkin' Down Memory Lane (Open)

[Mr. Cuddles]

It was easy to forget that Ellie was just about to go into, what? Junior year? She would have finally been allowed to go to prom. As lame as it sounded to Ellie, the thought sometimes made her want to cry. She could be a bit of hopeless romantic, so this, would haunt her probably till the day she was eaten. Her shoes clunked softly on the gym floor, the room filled with grim light, her footsteps echoing in the large empty gym. She thought back to times when she'd just spend gym laughing and goofing off with friends. Sitting in the middle of the gym for a few moments, she soon got up and decided to go look for her locker for the heck of it. The school had obviously seen better days, papers scattered everywhere, some of the bright blue lockers bloody, probably used to bash a Geeks head in, phones even scattered on the floor. She listened intently as she walked past lockers of her friends, waiting. In the earlier part of the outbreak, she remembered a large group tried to hold down the high school. They did better for awhile, but, like all good things, it ended. This is why Ellie never even thought to look for a group. She couldn't imagine it being all that safe for long. But she also sometimes thought about how it would be to have people looking out for you, having a family like community. But, in the end, she had to remind herself that she did well for herself, and that she didn't need anyone. Do I..? Huffing against the warm medical mask, she gripped her ice pick, finally reaching her locker. If this were a movie, you'd get all the pretty looking flashbacks of her and her friends lounging around. Reaching for the combination lock, she was surprised that the combo came to her with ease, like she'd came here everyday as usual. Opening it, she almost immediately grabbed the pictures she had in there of her friends and shoving it in her hoodie pocket. A few text books lay in, but the only other thing that caught her eye was a water bottle. Thank God I never brought things home.. Picking it up, she slid it into her backpack. Taking out the pictures again, she shut her locker and headed down the hall to her old homeroom. Surprisingly, the room was unlocked. Pushing the door open, she looked around, standing in the doorway before walking slowly and numb like to her seat. Tears started to fall on the pictures as she lay them out on the desk. She knew already. None of her friends made it. She could feel it. 

[Sandra Seal]

- Mason Reller -
Mason was walking into the school. He had picked the lock and was already halfway down the hall. Hayley was hitting the markets that day. They rarely spread out, but when they do, its for a really good reason. Such as this one. They needed supplies and food. So Hayley went to get food, he went to get other stuff. Simple as that. He'd been glancing at all of the old lockers and rooms. This hadn't been his school, but it reminded him of it. He thought of his jock and 'nerd' buddies. He thought of the teachers and the class work. He thought of life before hell. He shook his head as he continued walking.

Mason had heard a quiet thunk. It had obviously echoed down the hallways. He quickly made his way towards it. When he got to where he assumed the noise came from, nothing was there. He pulled out his tomahawk just in case. He walked slowly down the hall, his weapon leading in front of him. He looked into one of the doorways to see someone. Now, he usually didn't stop for this thing, but he stuck to his moral code. He had to help her. He could her the quiet, almost inaudible sounds of crying. He leaned in the doorway waiting to be noticed.

[Mr. Cuddles]

Even if Ellie was in distress, she wasn't foolish enough to stop paying attention. Having no one around, sound is going to echo of course, so she wasn't surprised to hear footsteps come closer and closer. Pushing the worn photos into a rough deck she picked them up, deciding she'd figure out what to do with them later. Probably tear them up and forget about them. Just looking at the picture of her family was enough hurt. She didn't need more of a reminder that she was alone now. She looked sideways at the figure at the entrance to the classroom, her eyes already almost completely dried.

Grabbing her ice pick which leaned against the desk, she stood up. This guy was a bit taller then her, but she could still take him on. Hell, who knows? Maybe I'm scaring him more, I mean, I look shady as hell. Gripping it hard till her knuckles turned white, she hissed, "Come any closer and I will chop off your balls and make you watch as I feed it to the Geeks." Her eyes narrowed, trying to figure out if he was a threat.

[Sandra Seal]

Mason watched as the girl got really defensive. She had grabbed her weapon, a pick of some sort, and stood up. She was trying to threaten him with the whole ball chopping off thing. He however kept his cool. He knew how to fight. He wasn't scared, the girl had been a foot shorter than him. But he knew he had to keep his guard. So he simply began twirling his tomahawk between his fingers. Eyes looking at it instead of the girl. He kept twirling it for a good 30 seconds before stopping. He stared at it for 10 seconds.

"Isn't odd that before the world went to hell, humans would greet one another with a 'Hello'. But I don't mind. Would've said something along the lines of what you just said." Mason said as he once again began twirling his weapon. He had his gun in his back pocket if the girl did anything risky. He hoped it would never come to that, but its either die or live in this world now a days.

[Mr. Cuddles]

Ellie scoffed, looking away for a few brief moments. I could kill him and take his stuff.. Wonder what kinds of goods he has? The savage thought made her feel awkward with her own self. Ever since she killed that family long ago, they were always there, pressing her every time she ran into someone. But, as she looked over him, she really didn't think he had much on him, or anything of use to her. Besides, he could be here with a group for all she knew. Hell, there was a group in the center of the city that killed anyone who was a child, or disabled in any way. He could be one of them. He did seem a bit older.

"Well, excuse me for not thinking of manners at a time like this," Ellie frowned beneath her mask and did what every teenage girl would do when someones getting under their skin. Rolling of the eyes, and hand on her hip. She looked out the window, and noticed some Geeks filtering this way. Her eyes scanned the smaller horde, a little nervous. Looking back, she asked, "What are you doing here, anyways?" 

[Sandra Seal]

Mason had shrugged when she first started talking. He held back a laugh as she did the stereotypical teenage pose. The eye roll, hand on hip. It was rather amusing. But he didn't laugh. He simply re-sheathed his tomahawk and leaned on the doorway. He suddenly saw her look out the window, so he obviously did to. He saw a good amount of the undead freaks. He cursed to himself. He knew it wasn't safe. Mason looked at the girl when she talked. He had simply kept eyeing the window as he went back for a response.

"Supplies. Most likely just like you. Unless you're stationed here. If thats it, I'm not leaving due to the small horde out there. Sorry bout that. Hate invading others property. Well I broke into houses for shelter, but still." He said, not once taking his eyes off the dirty windows.

[Mr. Cuddles]

Ellie shook her head, "I'm not here for supplies," Which probably sounded weird with all this stuff going on. You'd think that was all someone would be doing out here. Why else would they be in a high school? "I just used to go to school here, and have nothing better to do with my time. I have enough supplies for me." This isn't to say if she just found a candy bar, she wouldn't take it but it wasn't the sole reason she came here. "Just finding something to do.." She added halfheartedly. Walking up to the window, she surveyed the rooftop. She could easily latch onto something with Tonya.

"Well, I'm not too worried, I've got my escape route.." She gave a mere shrug, looking down at the moving corpses. "You ever thought of giving up?" She asked absentmindedly after a few moments of silence. The thought tugged at the corner of her lips and even made her smile. Giving up would be nice, wouldn't it?

[Sandra Seal]

Mason had nodded slightly. He always had his eyes on the windows. He had a brief view on the girl before she went over to the windows to look out. He still remained in the doorway. He didn't care if someone would come up behind him, he'd hear them loud and clear. Mason watched as the girl stared for a minute or two. She just looked out. The girl asked a question he thought about quite a lot actually. Just giving in. But he knew he couldn't.

"I thought about it. Few times. But then I thought of something. If this is hell, right now, then there has to be some sort of heaven in front of us. Maybe it will be the end to the freaks, or maybe it'll be a cure. I don't know, but I know I need to live to find out. And... I sometimes think, that I'm alive for a reason. That the universe has something great planned for me." He said as he continued staring.

[Mr. Cuddles]

Ellie watched as the boy kept his eyes glued on the window. Raising a brow, she moved in his eye sight and crossed her eyes, sucking in her cheeks, and hen proceeding to make a duck lips face. "Oi, would you chill? They're not going to come flying through the window.." She snorted, pressing her face against a more clean spot on the window, her nose being pressed up by the glass. She stared out for awhile, listening to him drone on about the freaking meaning of life.

"That's some deep shit!" Ellie once again snorted- maybe she was half pig or something- removing her face from the window and adjusting her mask. "Alive for a reason? So we're left alive to suffer hell on Earth? Yeah, just peachy!" Not too mention no guys left to kiss, well, hardly.. This is truly hell on Earth. She thought to herself sarcastically.

"Hmm.. Wanna play I Spy?" She asked half seriously, just wanting to see the boys reaction. "I spy something rotting and searching for brains." Another snort, accompanied by a roll of her hazel eyes.

[Taylor]

(I hate to pop in here, but I couldn't resist telling you guys that I wrote a memoir called a walk down memory lane

[Sandra Seal]

(Sorry for the late response~)

Mason cracked a grin. He shifted his shoulder that was leaning on the door. He looked at the girl. He chuckled at both comments. He hadn't laughed for a while now. But he loved the way it came out. Mason almost forgot he could laugh. But here he was, chuckling with a random stranger when his own sister couldn't get him to laugh. He nodded and stepped forward a bit. He looked around the room. But a laugh is a laugh, just like a smile is a smile.

"I'll take a wild guess here, is it a... Freak?" He said as he sat on the teachers desk. "I spy with my 2 eyes, something that was used to teach." He said as he glanced around the room. He set his tomahawk beside his left thigh. He kept his hand on it of course.

He looked at the girl. He was taking a guess at her age. He was thinking somewhere between 16 or 18. But he knows sometimes looks deceive. His do. People thought he was just a pretty boy who didn't know shit and only cared about getting the girls. He didn't. He cared about his grades, his family, his health and a lot more. He was just naturally good looking. He scratched his slightly stubbled chin.