Author Topic: Airdown // Another text rp by scout but about zombies  (Read 20208 times)

Sofia speaks up. "Uh- what abou-about shelter? We need somewhere to sleep.. there might be a town or something."

Hnnnnnng

Fine void that part.

"Grenle, on me.  Reconaissance."

Character Name: Aleks Hortya
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Occupation*: US Army soldier
Physical Description/Inventory: 6'1", slender, 124 lbs., moderate build, blackish-brown hair, green eyes / Antique pocket watch
Personality: Cynical, sarcastic, but caring. Suffers from paranoia, is solitary but believes in strength in numbers.
Nationality: Russian-American



I turn to Alexia. "It's alright. You did what you had to do."
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"You're just going to go out there? Not knowing what there is or what they are? That's so stupid! You're going to get yourselves killed and we won't have any freaking protection!"


"wah wah bb scout y dont u say forget" its my character ok if you want to see swearing go rp in foxhole

"Everyone stay calm.  Grenle and I are going to do some recon of the surrounding area.  Anyone with a radio set it to 132.5MHz."

"Man I sure would love to meet the mechanic that checked those pressure release valves on the engines..." I mutter.

I continue breathing for a while, holding back tears. "Okay... Okay..." I say, when I've finally calmed down. "What we need to do is look for some shelter. Judging from how quickly that guy," I say, gesturing uneasily to the corpse of the man with part of his neck missing, "sprang right back up... We may be dealing with zombies. Infectious ones."

"You're just going to go out there? Not knowing what there is or what they are? That's so stupid! You're going to get yourselves killed and we won't have any freaking protection!"

"She's right. We should figure out what we're supposed to do here before we go out and look for a town. For all we know they could be filled with more of those things," I say, about as believing that I would say that as anybody else.

"Everyone stay calm.  Grenle and I are going to do some recon of the surrounding area.  Anyone with a radio set it to 132.5MHz."
"Did you just listen to anything I just said?!"

"You're just going to go out there? Not knowing what there is or what they are? That's so stupid! You're going to get yourselves killed and we won't have any freaking protection!"


"wah wah bb scout y dont u say forget" its my character ok if you want to see swearing go rp in foxhole

"Hey baby let's freak"

Blazer, your a specialist, not the boss.

I go to search for clams, but I am meeted by 2 walkers, as I call them. I shoot them, and I throw them in a signal fire. "There, we just need wet wood and Styrofoam."

"We need to keep at least a livable part of the place." I stand up, "We need to do head counts, everyday." I look around at everyone, and I continue to search for clams, "Found 10." I drop them in a bucket I found that the walker was carrying. "We need to find some wood, nothing from the plane, because it can make the clams bad."
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Sofia speaks up. "Uh- what abou-about shelter? We need somewhere to sleep.. there might be a town or something."
I look at here, "You ever see those zombie movies?" I slump down, "This is it. Any populated area will have those things..."
Hnnnnnng

Fine void that part.

"Grenle, on me.  Reconaissance."
I gather my weapons, "Okay, I leave it to you guys to what to do, just kill those things, they aren't humans." I point, "We will look at that big hill for a fire if we go far."

"Did you just listen to anything I just said?!"
"You've got Hortya, he's got a AR."

"And zombies? Are you in-sane?! First I get in a loving plane crash and now there's loving zombies! Oh just loving perfect!"

"And zombies? Are you in-sane?! First I get in a loving plane crash and now there's loving zombies! Oh just loving perfect!"

"And I had to end a human life. Deal with it and get over yourself, your highness," I say, returning to my cold, arrogant self. "And as for you," I say, turning to the specialist, "I advise all of us remain here. No telling how many of them are in populated areas."

"And I had to end a human life. Deal with it and get over yourself, your highness," I say, returning to my cold, arrogant self. "And as for you," I say, turning to the specialist, "I advise all of us remain here. No telling how many of them are in populated areas."
"Which is why we have reconaissance missions."

"Which puts personnel with loud ass assault rifles at risk, and nobody wants to do that. If anything, we should figure out what to do here first, then go for some reconnaissance."