Author Topic: Zombie survival; PK1M Pandemic  (Read 80887 times)

I don't know why, but I lol'd so hard.

Name: Cpl. Sean Watson
Location: 7-11 in downtown Baltimore
Equipment: M1911, 40 HPRs, M4A1 with a taclight, 40 rounds, Two-Way Radio


"No, I cannot join you. This... this is my job, a job to preserve humanity. You can stay with us if you like, help set up a colony, make our squad stronger. We also had even more recruits to help us, and some shiny new guns." I said to Cody. That's when some people who looked like they were just in a plane crash walked in. My eyes widened. Could it be that they survived it?

Cody: I...

I look back at the others.

Cody: I can't go with you.

Sean: Tis a shame.

Cody: Incase you change your mind, here's my number.

I give him my personal card.

Cody: We should stay in the state. Call me if you need us.

Name: Cpl. Sean Watson
Location: 7-11 in downtown Baltimore
Equipment: M1911, 40 HPRs, M4A1 with a taclight, 40 rounds, Two-Way Radio


"Alright, I'll keep in touch. Here, take this" I said as I handed him a never-before used HK 416C with 80 rounds for it from the back of the plane. "This should help ensure safe travels." I added. "Keep in touch, or you may come back here once we get the colony set up." And then the two people who just walked in introduced themselves as Sheila and Tate. "You look a little beat up, maybe you should rest here." I said to them. They both agreed and sat on a bench. The squad and the new recruits started working on some sort of wall. I rushed over there to help as Cody and his friends leave the building.

INTERMISSION
que the chess table and victorian gear its intermission time again

skelveris: BWHAH checkmate i vin zagain
shadowed: THE HAAAAAAAA-
Skelveris: HAAAAANK
shadowed: wait what
Skelveris: look out zits a HAAAANK
*points too a propane tank*
shadowed: the forget is thi-
INTERMISSION END
lol skelo


Sorry i had stuff to do.

While in the bunker, We started a weapons market. I traded my hunting rifle for an Adjustable Scoped AR-15.
I bought a foldable crossbow, and Evan taught me how to make bombs, and explosive bolts.

I agreed with evan to go spread the cure, temporary, to survivor camps. We grabbed a car, without Frenchie, and took off. Frenchie stayed behind to watch the bunker. We set out to find others.

Offtopic- I'm back! Anyone wanna join up?

Tate continuously searches through the airport, walking through empty baggage rooms, searching escalators, searching terminals, and even tipping over counters to see if anyone might be cowering in fear. Instead of searching any further, Tate just sat down in the food court, and sat Sheila down on a chair, beginning to search for any medical equipment.

Name: Cpl. Sean Watson
Location: 7-11 in downtown Baltimore
Equipment: M1911, 40 HPRs, M4A1 with a taclight, 40 rounds, Two-Way Radio


The skycranes are here. They are here to lay out large cement walls that will go around a 5-mile radius. It could take weeks to do. Our only job is to kill off the zombies once they are done. Where did those two go? I could have sworn they were just on that bench. Wright was talking to a girl over by the security check-in, and I called to him to help me lift this load of food up onto the table. Tonight, we dine like kings, something that I haven't done since the beginning of the infection.

That's when the screeches were heard. From far out into the city, there were hundreds of zombies sprinting towards us. "Everyone, man your stations, NOW!" Wilks said. I stood at the door, waiting for the flood of zombies to come. Wright manned the placed M60 outside of the doors. The rest of the battalion dug in and prepared for a fight.
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Tate heard loud screams in the distance. Beginning to panic, he searched quicker and quicker to find something to help Sheila. Her injuries were serious. Suddenly, he started to hear loud noises that sounded much like roaring generators. Then, gusts of wind blew all of the trash off of the tables, and a large shadow was casted over the airport as a helicopter-shaped figure flew straight over the airport, but it seemed to slow down to a stop just past the area Tate was in. He knew someone was still here. Instead of waiting, or running out, knowing if someone was there, he could be mistaken as a zombie, he instead yelled out, "Anyone out there? I saw a loving helicopter, don't hide from me!", he commanded.

Can someone think of a way for me to join?

New profile:

Name:Eliss Cody Malvory
INV: A BB pistol, no ammo.
Traits: Clumsy
Appearance: Blond hair, glasses, green eyes, torn jeans and a black T-shirt.

Name: Cpl. Sean Watson
Location: 7-11 in downtown Baltimore
Equipment: M1911, 40 HPRs, M4A1 with a taclight, 40 rounds, Two-Way Radio


I began sprinting to where I heard the shouts. Not much time! I found the two people that crash landed here, they were in the food court. "Come with me, we will tend to your friend once this is over. For now... take my... pistol." I said with a large gulp. I loved that pistol with all my heart, I spent hours cleaning and polishing it, that if I lost it I would be devastated. We walked quickly to the area of defense just as the first group of zombies appeared on the horizon.

(Any of you can post in the surface if you like, it is a little... absent now. :D)

Name:Eliss Cody Malvory
The forget. That's my name.
How about instead, you use one of the following.

Zack
Matt
Mark
Fleming
Vert
Kurt
Dan
Lance
Ash
Pryce
Roark
Byron

The forget. That's my name.
How about instead, you use one of the following.
Yep, there sure is only one uninfected Cody in the entire loving world.

Yep, there sure is only one uninfected Cody in the entire loving world.

Hush child, it would be confusing with 2 of them.