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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:06 pm
Monsconie "I hope we find more people." Leon said to Devon and Jack while sitting on a seat. "yeah... i hope my girlfriend made it"
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 1:10 am
Looking through the door Leon sees shadows heading to the door. "Crap time to go."
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 1:22 pm
Gaian Name: Solomon Marquis. RP Name: Wolfgang Steinbrand. Age: 18. Grade: 12. Specialty: Weapon Improvisation. Appearance:
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 1:54 pm
Monsconie Looking through the door Leon sees shadows heading to the door. "Crap time to go." "damn i was having fun too" "well... ok" Said Devon while running off after Leon.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 2:22 pm
Jack sighed, he stood up and folowed the others. " Faster. " Jack gave a smirk and ran past them down the hall and turned to the next one.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 4:01 pm
MastaGamer123 Jack sighed, he stood up and folowed the others. " Faster. " Jack gave a smirk and ran past them down the hall and turned to the next one. "... stare showoff..." Said Devon while running even faster than Jack.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 4:43 pm
Wolfgang was in the gym, a few zombies coming at him. He looked around and found a softball shooter. He smirked and loaded it up. He took aim and fired a softball straight into a zombie's head. It grunted and fell over. "Now that's what I'm talkin' about!" He fired two more softballs at the remaining zombies. They were struck in the head and killed. "I can't just bring this thing with me. I need more stuff." He ran to the equipment room and found baseball bats, shotputs, bows and arrows, javelins, soccer balls, and hockey sticks. He put them in the basket with the softballs and rolled the launcher out of the gym and through the school, pegging more zombies in the head as he went.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 4:53 pm
Solomon Marquis Wolfgang was in the gym, a few zombies coming at him. He looked around and found a softball shooter. He smirked and loaded it up. He took aim and fired a softball straight into a zombie's head. It grunted and fell over. "Now that's what I'm talkin' about!" He fired two more softballs at the remaining zombies. They were struck in the head and killed. "I can't just bring this thing with me. I need more stuff." He ran to the equipment room and found baseball bats, shotputs, bows and arrows, javelins, soccer balls, and hockey sticks. He put them in the basket with the softballs and rolled the launcher out of the gym and through the school, pegging more zombies in the head as he went. hears lots off noise coming from the gym. "!? another survivor maybe?" Devon thought to himself as he ran to the gym.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 4:57 pm
"Devon, Jack, wait up." Leon said shoving zombies out of the way.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 5:04 pm
Wolfgang could see two live ones up ahead as he rode the softball launcher. "Get out of the way!" He shot down a few more zombies and stopped the launcher. "Grab somethin' from the basket if you want. Otherwise, keep movin'."
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 5:06 pm
"Hey, why don't you grab this?" Leon said to Wolfgang tossing him one of the guns he found.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 5:08 pm
Wolfgang looked at the gun and handed it back. "No thanks." He picked up a huge aluminum baseball bat. "You don't need to reload a bat." He smirked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 5:12 pm
"That's right, you don't need to reload combat knifes either." Leon said hold one in his hand.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 5:13 pm
Wolfgang scoffed. "Bats have better range than a knife, but if cutting is your game, I've got some javelins from the track and field equipment."
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 5:16 pm
"Knifes are faster to swing and make great ranged weapons." He said throwing the knife into the head of an incoming zombie.
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