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[Closed] Random Zombie RP| Time: Day
lubbies:
I ran down the stairs as fast as possible, the only thing pushing me on is the sound of the cannibalistic beasts behind me. As I reached the door I turned and slammed into it with my shoulder, the door was apparently unlock so I stumble outside and fell over. I got up quickly and just in time because a zombie came out after me. I readied my knife in my hand. Closer, closer, closer, I slashed downward with my knife and looked away but no sounds occurred. I opened my eyes; the zombie was at my feet, I cleaved it from the tip of its head to its mouth... It was dead.
Me- Is that all you got?!
More zombies were attracted from the streets.
Me- I've got to learn to shut up.
I sprinted down the road with a mob of zombies on my tail.
Me- Is anyone there... Help!
((I'm in the downtown area if anyones there.))
Tickles:
Al thought for a moment. He could always check downstairs.
Give me a sec you two.
He went to the door leading to his workshop and looked around.
If he had been here earlier, he may have gotten the super sledge, but that's gone. Not a lot to go fro what he wants. Oh!
He seen an aluminum baseball bat that was half melted, but still usable. The melted part made some jagged areas.
Not much, but it's something. Can't believe I forgot to fix this thing.
He took a practice swing on a dummy he made a while ago. The bat stayed sturdy, but needed something extra. Al decided to wrap some foam rubber matting on the handle to absorb shock, and wrapped it in duct tape, a quick fix. He returned upstairs with the quickly fashioned device.
It's the best I can do on short notice. What do you have to trade?
dreadknight:
Foxtrot raises an eyebrow when Al brings out the bat. He can't help but wonder how sturdy it is, but during the apocalypse you can't be too picky.
It's the best I can do on short notice. What do you have to trade?
He unzips his backpack, shuffling through various odds and ends he keeps in there.
Let's see... I've got a couple of bottles of water and a can of beans. he says while putting them on the counter.
In case that's not enough, I've also got this. he holds up a 9mm pistol. With no ammo it's pretty much useless, but I figure it might be good for parts or something.
Aquashin:
Axyl kept walking on the streets being carefull to not alert any zombie, when she gets to a street she sees a person running from a horde of zombies
Is anyone there... Help!
she sighs and looks at the deodorant bomb she had on hand and says to herself
"why cant anyone just shut the hell up, kid, lay down now"
she takes the pin from it and tosses it to the air far over him and over the zombies, when it explodes making a huge noise, the zombies start going on the oposite direction as she stayed still making sure the zombies were going in that direction.
Mr. Fox:
Will limped back into his house, he had killed every last of of those filth maggot brains, but nearly broke his leg when he lost his footing. His new gauntlet worked better then he expected allowing him to smash zombies in the face with out fear of getting bitten. Tossing his weapons on the floor he limped to the couch and fell on it hard, jarring his leg in the process. If not for a quite scream from the undead he might have been a little bit louder in his cursing. He took off his pants and began to inspect his leg.
(does this call for an event thingy? If not I will complete the idea with and edit.)
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