The Walking Forum (NO LONGER ACCEPTING NEW PEOPLE, SORRY!)
Taking some inspiration from Brotato on the other TWD forum, I've decided to make a story where you guys are the characters. I realize Tobi is doing this too, and that's great, but What I want to do is a little different. Where his is more like the comics, this story will be more like the games. You make choices (through a group vote) that impact how the story plays out.
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Request to be in this here.
I...accept!I think...
Edit:its deadwaste from the unofficial, but better than here ,forum
If only, if only, the woodpeckers cry.
I'm in
Can I be in it? I as too late for the other one, and this one seems amazing!
In!
I'm in.
Well, I passed the other opportunities.... I think it's time that changed:). Count me in as well. Unless it's not too late.
Alright, this should be enough for the first part, but don't be afraid to join up if you haven't already!
Here goes nothing.
Oh, and remember, if you're not in the very first segment, don't worry. I'll be updating frequently.
the bark on the tree was as soft as the skies...
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(btw it's sighs not cry
Also, in.
Oh. Been a while
I'm in for it if there's still room.
What would a forum story be without everyone's favorite guilty villain.
Add me. Or regret it.
(Seriously though, I would like to participate)
i'll join too.
This sounds like fun
unfortunately I came to the forum way too late to be a part of Tobi's project.
I accept.
Sounds interesting. I'll join!
edit: Just call me Mr or Eeuss in the story. People seem to misspell my username a lot.
ill join
I'll join!
I'm in, hopefully we can make this work, haha.
Count me in my buddy!
Sure, I'll give it a try.
Son of a bitch. I wrote a whole big fucking super long thing, and then refreshed the page. Goddammit. Shit. Ok. I'll try again. Sorry.
Take your time, man. No worries B]
you can do it, mate
MASTER PSYCHIC
"Everybody, put your shit in the back of the plane." Our gracious pilot, Viva, instructed. Harp loaded his suitcase, followed by Awesomeo, me, and then Hershel. As I stepped away from the plane, I took one last good look at Yosemite park. It was insane. One side, there were lush green trees, with squirrels in the branches, and then on the other, it was all dead. No grass grew, no trees had leaves. No small animals roamed.
"Dude, Harp, thanks for planning this, it was fun." Awesomeo said.
"Don't thank me 'till it's over." Harp gave the cocky smile we all knew him for, and then said, "Plus, you guys chose all of the places we'd go. And you guys brought the party." The only native Californian, he gave us cool locations to go to, and we picked.
Graysonn's plane seemed to follow suit. Leetheprofessional, Gobananas, Puncake, and then Narwhalking threw their stuff into the trunk of the plane.
"You guys got your parachutes?" We heard Graysonn ask his passengers. Graysonn and Viva went to a military college not far from our own college. They were getting ready to be sent to the Air force in June. But for now, they were allowed a spring break. Hershel's rich lineage allowed him to rent two five-seater planes for a month.
We checked our parachutes, and then we piled in the plane. I got in the front with Viva, while Hershel, Harp, and Awesomeo sat in back, with Harp in the middle. Viva quickly went over the co-pilot controls I'd need, and then he took off. Harp and Viva were wearing parachutes, while the rest of us held them in our laps.
"Why are you wearing a 'chute, Viva?" I asked over the headset radios, worriedly (followed by a loud chh).
"Oh, I forgot. *Fuck. *Man, I wanted to skydive. Now I wasted money, too." He had a foul look on his face before he took a deep breath and said, "Oh well."
We flew a few minutes in silence. This time, we were going to skydive just outside of LA. Harp described the area as having "rolling green hills, few obstacles, rednecks in hermit houses, and troublesome traffic on the highway." I don't know if anyone was listening past "rolling green hills." Being in a city like NYC for so long, you long for these kinds of spots.
"Hey, what's that fence? It's fucking huge." The pilot and co-pilot radios heard from Graysonn. The fence towered over some of the taller buildings we could see. I looked back at the altimeter, to see how high we were, and it said 1000. So those buildings were... What? Ten stories tall? I couldn't really tell. Then again, they were really far away from the buildings, so maybe it was our mind playing tricks on us. In the streets, it seemed to be a parade or something. People (viewed by us as little black dots), were roaming around the streets in big groups. Some of the groups were led by single black dots. On one corner, two groups collided. The leading black dots bumped into each other, and then the two big groups became one.
"I don't know." Viva responded, "Harp, was that fence there before?"
"I don't recognize it... But I am more from North California. Only been down south a few times in my last couple years here."
Suddenly, two jets with strange things hanging from their wings pulled up behind us. They must have been talking specifically to Viva, because I didn't hear a word they were saying, yet Viva went from very lively, to straight angry in two seconds.
"WHAT?!"
Silence...
"We've been isolated from the population for the last two weeks!"
More silence...
"WE'RE NOT IN-" He was interrupted by gunfire. I turned around to see Graysonn's plane smoking and falling to the ground. One of the back doors opened, and somebody jumped out. His parachute deployed, and he gently began drifting to the ground. Then a sound we had only heard in movies. A missile deploying.
The next thing I knew, I was separated from everyone else, with my parachute no longer in my lap. I was connected only to my chair, which was doing sickening frontflips. I undid my seatbelt, and lost much of my spinning momentum, separating my self from the chair. An explosion happened in the distance. Probably Graysonn's plane. After a second or two, I was rightside up, with no more movement, other than straight down. I was to land in a rolling hill. I positioned my legs so that I would land as if I had a parachute. I looked up, and saw five parachutes.
So they survived. SLAM.
Something strange happened after that. I awoke. I was in a bed, with a blanket pulled up to my shoulders. I couldn't feel my legs.
I SHOULD REST
I NEED TO TRY TO FIND MY FRIENDS
EDIT: THIS VOTE IS CLOSED, MOVE ONTO THE NEXT ONE
I HATE when that happens!!
Hope i can be in the next part :3IM IN
I'm in. I hope
hi.(this is me requesting to be in it)
Kewl. Can i PLEEEEAAAAAASEEEE try, too?
What is this "game" going to consist of, exactly? :? So is this going to be like an interactive story or something?
I'll participate, seems like good idea!
yes.
Somewhat. Occasionally, there'll be a choice made by a single protagonist. These choices will sometimes be life or death choices. And you'll have to do your best to avoid death at every corner.
Okay, whatever you do, DO NOT CHOOSE ME TO MAKE A DECISION! And please don't choose me now because I just told you to not choose me... I suck at decisions and I don't want everyone to hate me b_b
Alright, it's on page two. I edited it into my accidental double post.
EDIT: Never mind, it's on this page too.
REMEMBER: I'll only count votes put in replies! Not random comments!
Don't worry brother, there are no "right" or "wrong" decisions, there's only your decision
Interesting so far.
Shore. Way Knott?