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| 05 May 2013 02:31 PM |
Tyler-
I shoot near the door hinges and kick the door in. I step out of the way and look out the door, shooting several more zombies.
I release the magazine, drop it into a dump pouch and slide in a fresh clip. I look at Lance as he runs in. "Down the hall, double time!" I shout. I turn and follow him through the dark building.
We climb two stories of stairs and reach the top floor. "Door at the end of the hall. We'll have to hold there." Lance says. He looks at me. "Tyler," He tosses a shotgun towards me. "M870, 12 Gauge rounds." I catch the shotgun and turn, blowing a zombies head off. "MOVE IT" He shouts. |
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| 05 May 2013 03:04 PM |
(we're at Central Park lel)
Kevin-
"We're at the warehouse."
I chose to have my combat knife out to take any zombie down silently. The warehouse contained plenty of wood, metal, cloth and other sorts of things people would need in a zombie apocalypse. However, we needed a way to bring it all back home. |
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| 05 May 2013 03:33 PM |
Tyler-
We crash through the last door. Light shined into our eyes as we looked straight out a window. We look outside the window to see an alley way below.
"Check the doors!" I shout. We start checking several doors. One led into a closet, the other led into the kitchen, the others led to bedrooms. "We're trapped!" Lance shouts.
I shut the front door and start boarding it up. "Find something!" I shout.
We search the kitchen and the bedrooms. In the closet I find a grill and propane tank. "Propane tank!" I shout. Lance comes out of the kitchen. "Gas can!" He says.
I hear beeping coming from outside the window, I turn to Lance.
I grab the gas can and open it. I start pouring the gas onto the floor. "What're you doing!?" He asks. "Saving our skins." |
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| 05 May 2013 03:52 PM |
Character Sheet
*Name: Gabriel Joesph Van Aerden
*Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: I have aqua blue eyes, wavy brown hair going to about mid-neck, I am wearing (Exactly my avatar is..) Stripped thermal shirt, with ripped at the knee pants, also with a brown belt, and white shoes. I have a fair skin tone with only a single freckle under my right eye. I also, have a earrings matching my eye colour, and a silver ring with a blue crystal, on the ring are silver hands clutching it, and the words, "Van Aerden" written on it. And dog tags around my neck, ( or well my cats... -,-)
Bio: I grew up in a poor family, we lived in a single bedroom which was quite crowded mostly because of having 4 younger siblings, but the apartment was always filled with lovely smells, and laughter. I had just moved out 3 years before this happened, into an apartment of my own. I lived in the apartment with my best friend from college he was always messing around, and my cat Mr. Jeeps lived with us. I had just got back from work it'd been in the morning time. I walked in the apartment, and seen my best friend crouched in the corner. He'd been moving quite odd, I laughed and said, "Dude, what the heck are you doing.." When I said this he didn't reply. So I began getting scared, I went into the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife, I turned around to head to where he was, there he was charging at me. I Plunged the knife into his eye socket, but it seem to not effect him. So I took the knife box and smashed it into his head, and repentantly snapped him in the head. When he stopped moving I was covered in his blood. I grabed some new clothes, and went to look for my cat, and in the very corner where my best friend was at first lay my poor Mr. Jeeps turned to bits. I grabbed my satchel, and placed some food in there and left. (This is where my journey begins. ;3)
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| 05 May 2013 03:53 PM |
| Andrea gets slowly devoured by the horde. |
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| 05 May 2013 04:03 PM |
Tyler-
Lance pulls the door open and tosses a vacuum cleaner into the mob, pushing them back.
I pick up the propane tank and toss it into the mob. I unholster my M9 and shoot the tank. I grab Lance and we rush the window. We jump smashing through and fall.
"AH!" We land in a truck bed. I cringe as my leg stings. I hit the back window and the truck takes off from the alley way, followed by the apartment exploding. |
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| 05 May 2013 04:16 PM |
| (Andrea he included that you were with us) |
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| 05 May 2013 05:08 PM |
Accepted.
~Felix~
I look around the warehouse for a vehicle. I found a pickup truck nearby and saw there was still gas in it. "Get the supplies," I said, "and put them in here." I pointed to the pickup truck. |
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| 05 May 2013 05:22 PM |
Gabriel,
I stand dumb founded with the butcher knife still in my hand. I shake my head, and nod it.. "I guess it's just me for now," I walk to the elevator pushing the button. I hear a horrible sound, and footsteps walking towards me. It was my neighbor Ms. Young, she was a olive skinned lady, with slanted eyes, and gray hair in a bun, she was quite fat and stubby. But, unlike usual she walked a lot better.. I stared at her for a moment before the elevator door opened.. I decided i'd kill her instead of going in the elevator. I ran to her, plunging her in the head violently. When she hit the ground it made a loud thud, I knelt beside her shutting her eyes with my two fingers. Just as I did I had an erg to stick the knife in her head, just when I did so she was about to bite my fingers, but luckily the knife killed her. I stood up and checked the halls noticing no zombies, so I walked to her apartment hoping to find something I could use.. |
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| 05 May 2013 09:15 PM |
(Sorry for being inactive) Frost- I get more ammo and a katana "This should do it" "Lets head to central park"
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| 05 May 2013 09:46 PM |
Tyler-
I look around at the empty streets. I look at my watch. "It's about 4 o' clock." I say.
Naturally, no one would care about using a watch in our predicament. But, it helps keep my sanity that I keep watch of the time. Sooner or later I'll need a new watch battery. I'll be sure to head in to one of the department stores and try and find one.
"Where are we going?" I ask. Lance continues looking out in the distance. "There's a coke factory that we settled in. We left our stuff there just incase our recent attempt to leave the city went south." Lance explains. |
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| 05 May 2013 11:12 PM |
(Gosh this Forum moves quickly)
Nova-
I Got out of the van, looking around for any supplies. I Found a Soda and candy bar vending machine nearby. "I'll be right back" I Said to anyone who was near me, as I walked towards the vending machine.
When I Reached the Vending machine, I took out my sword and dented the rusty lock. The lock broke, so then opened the Vending machine.
Item's Looted- -35 Soda's -43 Candy bars
"Well...Jeez...More food" I Said to myself, forcing the food inside my backpack. "Well..Gotta head back now" I started saying while carrying the heavy bag.
When I reached where some of us were, I opened my bag and took out some soda's and candy bars to reduce some weight in my bag. "I Found a few snacks...Where should I Put them?" I Asked. |
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| 06 May 2013 12:28 AM |
| I rummage her apartment.. I looked everywhere.. "Where's her dang pistol, or that katana.." I continue to look, |
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| 06 May 2013 08:08 AM |
| Mark goes inside this building, no zombies, it doesn't look like zombies have raided it. So Mark went outside and said "Hey, guys. Look at this building right by the park! It would make a great place to keep all of our stuff! Plus, the zombies haven't raided it yet.". |
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| 06 May 2013 08:36 AM |
Chris-
I get out of the clumped van and search the area |
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| 06 May 2013 08:52 PM |
Gabriel,
"There," I shouted quite loud, I rushed over to the wall.. There sat the wooden sheath, inside was a beautiful sword... which she tried to slice threw my door a few times, but luckily she was to weak.. I rubbed my hand down the nicely maintained sheath, "Man, this is so cool," I muttered to myself excitedly. I pick the sheath up and grabbed the handle to the Katana. But, before I could open it I heard footsteps very close behind me.. "How could I forget about Ms. Youngs mother!" I thought to myself. I turned, but when doing so she had reached her hands to grab me. There was no time to unsheath the katana, so a smacked her in her stomach.. Which had no effect, but maybe a slight push. I shoved the wooden sheath, with the katana still inside toward her. I lunged my leg at her, this pushed her to the ground. But, just as easily as she fell she got up. It gave me just enough time though to unsheath the katana and stab it into her head. I shut the door, and began searching the apartment once more. |
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| 06 May 2013 09:22 PM |
Chris-
I stray off from the group with my pistol and head to a convenient store |
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| 06 May 2013 10:36 PM |
Kevin-
After searching in the warehouse for some time, we finally come back with enough materials to build a crude but (hopefully) safe compound. We also had cloth to make a few beds.
"Let's get building..."
I check the position of the sun. In fact, the sun was setting through the orange sky quite fast. "Watch." The watch told me it was 6:00 PM. Time was running out; we needed to build our base before night, AND we needed to decide who our lookout(s) would be. We needed night shifts so people would be switching every few hours. |
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| 06 May 2013 10:49 PM |
~Felix~
I grab the supplies and quickly loaded them into a working truck nearby. I drove back to them with Kevin on and hollered, “We are gonna get building!” |
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| 06 May 2013 10:50 PM |
Gabriel,
I find the pistol, and a lot of ammo.. "Hmm, seems as though they were ready for this apocalypse.." I grab a small backpack, and shove about 100 single bullets in the bag.. I reload the pistol, and shove it in the side of my pants. I look to the Katana, luckily it had a strap on it which made it easy to sling over my shoulder. I then filled the backpack, with a purple raincoat, and a couple of can foods. I yawned, I thought to myself.. "Do I stay here? and make this my base??" after a few moments I decided I'd make it my base.. I set the katana, and backpack on the ground. I go to the dead zombie, and lift her up, while doing so I manage the window open, and fling her outside.. I watch as manage zombies rush to her.. and begin eating her. I go to the front door and lock it. After all this I layed in the bed and fell asleep. ( >,< I didn't know what to do.. so don't blame me. ) |
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| 07 May 2013 03:55 PM |
Tyler-
We pull into the factory. As we pull up to a garage door, Lance gets out and opens it. We drive inside as he shuts it again.
I hop out of the truck bed and turn on the power. We walk through the factory for a little bit until we come to a small room. "This is the base camp pretty much. We'll patrol the factory on different shifts. Each one of us takes one shift. One hour. then we switch off. Tyler, Me, and then Lance." Joe explains.
He walks over to a cabinet and pulls out a map. "Here's a map of the factory. Lance you already know the area so this is for you Tyler." I nod.
"I'll start now. You guys think of a way to get out of the city." I say. They agree simultaneously as I walk out. |
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| 07 May 2013 08:38 PM |
Kevin-
The compound was halfway built.
In other words, we had used up half the building materials we had.
After a while of hard work, I asked us to rest and discuss the watch shifts. "There's going to be 3 shifts, and to be fair, there will be 2 people taking watch and shifting every 3 hours, or 1 person taking watch and shifting every hour and a half."
"Decision, anyone?" |
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| 07 May 2013 11:43 PM |
Nova-
I sat down in the ground and stared right into the floor, "...I Think I'll Accept having Two people on watch...If there is only one person alone on watch....Who knows what will happen...We may not hear anything...we all may be sleeping....Then be attacked all of a sudden.." I managed to say reasonably while drinking a soda. " So.....What other things do we have to make in the compound..." I Asked Kevin, starting to look at the sky fading to the night. |
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| 08 May 2013 08:42 AM |
Name: Harry Gutierrez Age: 23 Gender: Male Appearance: Black hair and eyes, wearing paintball vest and mask, jeans. 5"8 Bio: Loves physical games because his dad is an athlete. His favorite is airsoft and paintball. Also like trains. Others: -paintball vest, mask -hatchet - pistol with 3 full magazine - binoculars - matches |
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