Author Topic: Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...  (Read 61896 times)

"Well I guess we better get going."

Name: Lance   Health:Normal   Status: Content
Inventory: Hammer and nails, aluminum baseball bat, lighter, Glock 17 with extra clip, some knife.
Location: Going to St. Louis

[ Lands in Saint Louis airport ] [ exits the plane ] well i arrived [ waits untill they get there ]

Name: Lance   Health:Normal   Status: Content
Inventory: Hammer and nails, aluminum baseball bat, lighter, Glock 17 with extra clip, some knife. Frozen Custard.
Location: Going to St. Louis

You forgot that

and now back to the show!

"Ah just like when i was a kid"

I lean back in the seat

"i remember this OOH OOH stop here!

We pull into a gas station with an shop and Mcdonalds

"sigh" [ hears moaning in the distance ] damn already? [ loads m16 ] well i hope the survivors get here soon or im dead....

We get to the airport and i finish my frozen custard

"Hey! is that him?"

"HEY YOU! Were over here!"

I wave my arms

GET OVER HERE MAN! THEY ARE COMING I NEED BACK UP!

Everyone else is here, typing like normal people, and you guys are over here typing like tools.
All I ask is that you use the skills acquired in 1st-5th grade and properly puncuate and capitalize your posts.

Shi* [ shoots a cupple of them with the m16 no effect ] what in the hell "RAAAAWR" the hell is that thing? [ strange creature looks like a splice of a human and a moose ]

"OK Lance hand me your glock"

I blast away at the zombies like theres no tomorrow

"Hell yes!"

We run over to the plane and get in were now flying to Pennsylvania

Name: Alex  
Health: 95/100  
Status: Bored
Inventory: Nothing
Location: Austin's Warehouse

I'm writing this as everyone is just wandering. I don't feel so good and hopefully it's just the fact that all of this has happened. My family, gone. My friends, gone. Ugh, I don't feel so goo-

Two hours later.

"Yeah, he looks really bad." Bob says.

"bob.." I say weakly.

"He seems to not be infected, but has a really bad fever and could die. We need Alex. But we need medicine to help him and we're out of it." Bob says sadly to the others.


Name: Alex
Health: Bad sickness, needs medicine.  
Status: Fading in and out of reality.
Inventory: ???
Location: ???

i never knew you had to shoot them in the head thanks i would have been dead if you havebt shown up...

We finally land and i barf on the ground from Block doing barrel rolls 7 times

Barfing 1 last time

"Damn it block dont ever do tha- i feel one more coming!"

"Wait thats just gas ahh"

Gas where is tha- oh crap RUN [ sees a red dot on the gas leak ] SNIPER!

Name: CPL Matthews

Equipment: Beretta.

Health: 16/100

Wounds: Shrapnel in left arm, and slightly limp. Uninfected.

I coughed a few times, blacking out. That crash seriously forgeted me over.

Block wrong gas i just farted