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High-functioning Guildsman
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 9:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 10:44 pm
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Aleesa nodded, then went to fetch the items, tears still going down her face, jeez she hadn't been this dramatic since her grandfather died when she was 17, muttering to herself quickly, she made a quick back-up plan to dash for the truck in case things went south. Returning with the supplies, she managed to say, "She wouldn't be trapped in there if I hadn't tried to steal the truck, heh, I'm a police officer and at this point I've broken practically every law I'm meant to uphold..." She thought about having to shoot her other friends as they turned into undead, breaking into a gas station to get food, and closing the door of the truck on Sara's ankle to do a hit and run on a group of zombies surrounding the truck...then she remembered the raiders she encountered in the first three days of the apocalypse, so much bloodshed among survivors, so many dead, Aleesa shuddered at the thought and stood silently, waiting for a signal to go. (the parentheses means ooc comment in case something happens that disables or enables me to go onlinegot the computer fixed faster than I thought, geez Sara's amazing when she's had her evening coffee XD)
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 6:23 am
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The Doctor
It had been done, SO1 Kang had led the horde away from the group of survivors and warned them of the impending nuclear doom. But now Kang found himself down an alley with a concrete wall blocking his path, grinning Kang thought aloud..."Good now they can't hide, and I have only one option...Forward." Kang setup his M4A1 for a final stand, he had at his disposal two-hundred and forty-five 5.56 rounds and one-hundred and eighty .40 rounds for his handgun. And with great precision and ferocity Kang open fired, setting his M4A1 Commando to fully automatic mode. Hordes upon hordes flocked themselves upon Kang, and in response, he mowed them down. His rifle barrel smoked a hot cherry red color and finally he fired his last 5.56 round..."Dry." Kang whispered as he tossed his rifle down and armed himself with his sidearm a USP.40 and combat knife. The onslaught in the alley continued as more of the infected came, and more of them died, before long the sun had finally started to set. The snow in the alleyway was soaked red with the blood of the infected, it was getting dark now and SO1 Kang was covered scrapes, a few minor cuts, and overall was exhausted. What was left of the horde scattered when their numbers grew too small in number. But Kang knew how the infected work, they would be back with a larger group, but now his body was worn as he sat down in the blood-soaked alley. The snow bit at him and the cold air cut through him. " -huff- Hehe, well least ...least I saved that group." Kang breathed heavily as thought aloud. Then radioed to his teammates on the status of the mission? To his surprise, the team had done it gathered all the samples and armed the warhead. But Kang had the detonator and as he told them to get out of the city, Kang crushed his communications device. And sat in the snow, the wounds he suffered had led to some massive loss of blood. And Kang knew before long he was going to pass, at leas now the survivors in the city had a chance to get out with many of the infected slain. Kang looked up to the sky one last time, watching as the snow fell and sunset...
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 7:54 am
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High-functioning Guildsman
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 8:12 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 3:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 3:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 6:56 pm
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Johnny Valken, age 24, revved his car's engine, he was a blacksmith, making actual metal cosplays of armor from video games and anime, He was currently wearing an assortment of that armor from his shop, protecting his chest, shoulders, and thighs. he wore black combat boots and everything under the metal was black mesh of a sort, essentially normal clothes (if you need a picture I actually drew this thing out before typing this and will take a picture and upload the drawing for you in the character creation forum thingy) He carried a Remington New Model Army (awesome revolver pistol) and a SPAZ-12 pump-action shot gun (think I spelled that right) both weapons had laser sight (the thing that puts a red dot on a person before the other fires the gun) He was driving, smoking a cigar like he'd seen tough guys do in movies, and saw a man leading a group of zombies away from an abandoned theater a long way down the street he was passing. He hit the brakes, backing up to see the man and most of the zombies gone...there was about 5 zombies still there. Smiling, Johnny turned the car so it was facing the street and began revving the engine to get the zombies to group up and advance so he could ram them. The revving was extremely loud on purpose, he wanted the brain-deads (his pending nickname for them) to hear him coming. Laughing, he even blared the horn a couple times.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 11:49 pm
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Hearing the car, Aleesa thought Sara had somehow managed to make it run without fuel...She climbed onto the roof with Nick and Alexander and rushed to the edge to see the truck...she'd seen that plate, it couldn't be, "That little..." Aleesa said a very detail curse for whoever the driver was... Turning back to her new friends, Aleesa said, "I have good news and bad news....unfortunately more bad than good..." She gestured to the revving truck, "Bold and stupid down the street, I recognize the plate...and the driving style as well... the good news is we have a weapons expert coming, the bad news, if murder was legal before the outbreak, this guy would have two bullets to the brain by yours truly... He owns a shop couple blocks away, makes gear for nerds, has an extremely rude sense of humor, and unfortunately is probably our best chance of getting everyone out of the city..." Aleesa sighed, "I may have forgot to mention the truck Sara's in is mostly full of supplies and has very little room, the idiot over there can probably fit everyone else if he doesn't bring another horde trying to piss off the few undead that are still here..." Aleesa pulled her police radio off her chest and started messing with the frequencies... "This guy is mainly a pain in the neck because he dresses up as a cop and shows up to anything on this frequency, he never turns the blasted thing off and it's hooked up to his truck so maybe...." After fiddling a bit more she said in a sarcastic tone, "Quick Scope to Bird Brain, over...." and waited for a response...after a few seconds, she repeated it and waited again... She hoped they didn't ask his name, even though they didn't seem to get along, if the man in the car was who she assumed, they were truly in luck....even if she said otherwise...
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2016 2:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2016 1:14 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2016 12:36 pm
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Johnathan was enraged that the punk shot his window until he saw who it was, laughing, he stopped revving the engine and put the truck in neutral, letting it silently glide to Sara. Rolling down his passenger window, he said, "So, what happened to the Shadow? I thought she would take better care of her troops, much less her friends." Johnathan thought for a moment, then glanced into the doors of the now open SWAT truck, "Well her special ops gear is there which means she didn't ditch you...So what? Did Dead Eye finally breath her last or is she gonna ambush me again for carrying military-grade weaponry? I mean, it's only a FAL so it's not like I could fight a horde with it." Putting the parking break on and taking his foot off the first brake, he kept rambling on about Aleesa and her "follow-the-law-or-die" personality, mainly because Sara hand said nothing the whole time.
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