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Tickles:
Al takes a look at the nails. He tests the sharpness, checks the length, and even tests the tension.
Normally, I would look at something hand made and figure out the ways I can improve it. But these are strong nails. The problem is, there are only twenty. I can tell you used to build, and we both know, nails are usually in packs of hundreds.
He grabs a lighter, an empty glass bottle, and piece of cloth.
How about materials for a molotov. You'll have to find the fuel.
Mr. Fox:
I scratched my head as he handed me a bottle, a lighter, and a piece of cloth. "That would be nice if I knew just what a Molotov was." These city folk had all sorts of fancy stuff I had never heard of, or maybe I had; I couldn't remember at the moment. As I ran my hand through my hair I found the scar, it had healed over, but left a small bald spot, I still needed to find a way to get rid of it, it was throwing off my style... "Hell if I have to I can rest up here for a little bit then head back out, sure to be plenty of nails laying around."
The-Blades-slave:
Tanu stood up slowly and sighed, looking at Al he said
While, I'm gonna go test my luck at booting up the police station.
Then he climbed to the roof, looking down he didn't see any zombies. He slid down the ladder quietly, and slung his axe over his shoulder. He stealthily creeped through the area, and after what felt like twenty minutes he had reached the fire station. He glanced over at the figure of the hospital, which he could barely see in the distance. It gave him the creeps, he could hear the moaning if the zombies in the hospital, even from this far. As he was lost in thought, his axe fell from his hand making a quiet 'ping' that attracted a few zombies. Tanu grabbed his axe, then hurled himself at the first one, his newly sharpened axe cutting it in half like butter. He then turned to the last two, he whispered under his breath
Let's see you come back from the dead this time!
Then he lunged, his axe making quick work of one of the in a single slash. As he whirled around to face the other, he was slammed into the ground, his axe handle holding the zombies face only inches from his own. He could smell rotting flesh, and he gagged, his face coming up as he did and slamming into the zombies face. He heard a crunch, and felt the soggy purplish fluid that was the zombies blood, coating his hair. He quickly threw the dead zombie off, then stood up. Shaking his head and sending the fluid flying all over the place, he swore under his breath
I'be got too talk to Al about getting a knife or something.
Then he took off running, after what felt like an eternity, he came up on the building he recognized as the police station. Approaching it, he began searching for a way in.
~check for an entrance to the police station~
lubbies:
I take the kukri and thank him.
me-So there is no good place to look huh, I guess I'll have to take a guess then.
I start walking towards the exit.
me-Thank you for what you did for me, I'll come back with some things... Hopefully.
I let out a very small moan, time to steel up and go out there. I climb down the rope slowly.
Tickles:
--- Quote from: The-Blades-slave on May 26, 2012, 07:47:19 AM ---~check for an entrance to the police station~
--- End quote ---
2x heads, 1x tails- Success
The front entrance is unlocked, and the door is heavy enough to detour any zombie that may have been curious. Just like the firestation, it is empty.
(Al post)
Making a Molotov is easy. Just fill the bottle with a fuel of some kind, stick the cloth in it, making it a tight fit, then dip the cloth in the same fuel. Let it dry, then when you're ready to use it, light the cloth and throw it. When the bottle breaks, it will splash the fuel everywhere, and the cloth will cause it to ignite. Perfect for crowd control.
Al waits to see if Will would take the offer or not.
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