Outlasters (Dog RP)

The sad reality is that humans are gone. I don't know how. I don't why. I only know when. 3 years ago. All trace of human life disappeared.

It's been a difficult life for us animals. I think I know what happened. 3 years ago a deadly strain evolved and infected all life on earth. It killed every human being.

It did something entirely different for us animals. It made us smarter. Suddenly we can understand things. Those signs and language they humans used. We can read them. No we can't speak like humans can. But we can communicate. That was 3 years ago. Now dogs are likely one of the only races left. Bad news. The virus continues to evolve till it kills every race on the planet. I haven't even seen another dog in a long time. More bad news. Plants are overgrowing over the land. Weeds have nothing to keep them down, trees, flowers, grass, nothing to eat them, nothing to mow them. Nothing to keep them in check. The last bad news. Those machines appeared. They kill everything in sight. I don't know who made them. But I believe it's connected to the strain somehow.

It's been tough for me. I'm a dog. I had an owner, now I don't, I ravage the streets looking for food still left. Perhaps in stores, perhaps even in the garbage.

It's getting tough. Food is getting scarce, most of it's gone bad. Such is the case. Food stores weren't meant to store food unproperly without power for too long.

I tried hunting but even available prey to hunt is disappearing. I think it's time I search for others. And even more time I searched for clues.

My name is Lucky.

He hadn't seen another canine in so long. Sometimes he wondered if he was the only one left, but he knew that couldn't possibly be the case. There had to be other dogs that were still left. He just had to keep looking and sooner or later, he would find them.

The ground began to rumble and his ears shot up in alarm. It was then that he realized he had been on the streets much too long. Cold fear gripped him like icy claws as he saw one the machines turn a corner, beginning to head his way. Not wishing to become dog chew, Lucky turned tail and fled.


Her paws stung as she pounded down the open streets of the city. She didn’t know what she was chasing, but her instincts told her to run. Her legs were a blur as she sprinted down an alley and skidded around a corner. Chase didn’t have time to stop when she sprinted past a mutt who had been crouched in the dark.

Wait.. another dog! Chase set her paws down to stop, only to let out a yelp of terror as she heard the growling rumble of a machine rolling down the street to her left. She bolted back into the alley, slamming her body against the wall and peering out. The machine was a way down but she could make out the shape of another dog sprinting away from the death contraption. He looked tired but determined to outrun the machine bearing down on his tail. Chase swiftly pivoted, sprinting to the mutt's side while barking a warning.

“Machine! In here!“ Chase gave the female a shove, pointing her nose to a crack in the brick wall which led to the yard of a human’s house. “Go!“ Without a second thought, she turned again. Her paws once again slammed upon the cement as she bolted down the alley. The sound of the growling machine was growing louder. She panted furiously and sprinted out of the alley. She howled urgently to the dog who was pursued by the machine, barking at him to go through the alley. She positioned herself to take over the chase. She knew she was fast enough to outrun the beast, and she could memorize every street and alley that led back to that one yard which she had directed the mutt. She just hoped that the dog being chased would heed her warning.

And any other dog that was in the area with the machine around.