[[ Can I pose a question, how do you kill what is dead? && ZOMPOCALYPSE RP, OPEN

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    "what you said the effects happen with-in an hour and a half....mabye some people are emunded to it."skylar said exitedly.jhonathon ndded.

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    IC: "Maybe, maybe there is a cure then." She said," but I feel so cold, and it hurts." She was holding herself, shaking.
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    [align=center]"There's no such thing as a cure anymore," Charlotte held back the growl she could feel rising in her throat, "Otherwise we'd be saved from this. If people were immune...that's impossible. You're just taking longer. Look, I'm sorry if I sound cruel, but we have to face the facts. One of my friends took five days to turn. I didn't realise she was bit until an hour before, when she confessed."


    "I'm sorry," Marie mumbled, "That's absolutely terrible."

    She sniffed and wiped her eyes, "It's fine." she said, "You can't change the past. What's done is done, we just have to worry about here and now." she said, walking forward.

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    ic`` Emma sat in her house, looking in the basement. She finally found it. A couple guns just sitting there. Two pistols, a shotgun, and an AK47. She put the pistols in her belt and put the knives back in her belt. Then she brought the two bigger guns upstairs. She had bags set out everywhere, filled with all of her food and all of her water, which was now bottled. She put the bags on, looking around. The last thing she needed was that invention. She grabbed the two bottles of spray and stuffed them in the bag. She then picked up the two guns and opened the front door. The spray from earlier was still on her so the zombies currently ignored her. She followed the way she had seen the others go, looking around. Emma shivered as she passed the alley. There was something worse than these in that alleyway, she knew. The girl saw them walking ahead, and moved quicker. Finally she was with the group.


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    [align=center]Marie sighed, nodding. "I know," she mumbled, following close behind. Then she paused, seeing something ahead. They looked like skeletons, but they were black. Then, it clicked in her mind what they were. Stumblers.

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    [color=black]Emma saw the stumblers. She handed a bag to each person. Each had an equal share of food and water. The girl said, "Make it last." Then she looked down at the two swords, three knives, scythe, and four guns in her belt. Plenty of weapons. She had a katana and a machete, as well as a cleaver, a dagger, and a steak knife. The scythe was pretty cool, and she had two pistols, a shotgun, and an AK47. She didn't dare give them away.




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    They both looked up suddenly and pulled out their guns, "We need to move." Trent said firmly, "Don't shoot unless you have to. We don't want to any more to come and see us when we can move past without being seen at all.

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    [color=black]Emma rolled her eyes. "Duck down," she commanded, lifting the shotgun and pulling the trigger, putting a hole through its head. It was dead. "I'm Emma. Anyways, spray this on yourself," she said, spraying over herself before holding it out. "The zoms will leave you alone if you do."




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    [align=center]"Don't shoot them, you idiot," Marie growled quietly, glaring at Emma, "Stumblers can't be killed with a blow to the head! You have to smash them to pieces, and smash those pieces to pieces. And really, I doubt your invention works."


    Charlotte had moved forwards to catch up with Marie. "Are you alright?" she whispered to Marie, checking over her to make sure she wasn't hurt, "I'm not putting that spray on myself, and it's not going near Marie. If I sound offensive, sorry, I just still don't really trust you yet. In all honesty, the only person here I fully trust is Marie."

    Trent spun around to look at Emma, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" he hissed and looked back at them, "Crap." he muttered, "They've seen us." he turned to glare at Emma and looked at the others, "Run!" he yelled running down the streets with stumblers on all their trail.


    Linka looked at Emma with wide-eyes before looking at the others and running after Trent.

    [align=center]Marie didn't hesitate, she took off after Trent and Linka as fast as she could, definitely scared. "Ohgodohgodohgod...," she mumbled under her breath, eyes wide as she fled.


    Charlotte ran after the trio, not stopping to look behind her. There was at least twenty, and they had an instinct to kill, that was their only way. Chase and kill. Kill and chase.

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    [color=black]Emma didn't follow them. The sound might attract them, but not the smell. Pulling out the katana, she took a glance at the dead walker behind Trent. "It wasn't a stumbler, that one, but the rest are." Then she immediately stepped forwards and started slicing at them, focusing on arms, legs, necks, and heads. Soon, they were all dead. It had taken only ten seconds.




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    Trent kept running, not looking behind them to see if everyone was following. He knew Linka was because she was right beside him, but the others weren't his responsibility. They knew how to run, hopefully they were just as fast, "This way!" he said, quickly rounding a corner and reaching the forest. He stopped and looked behind them, "Do we risk it?" he asked them, "Think fast."

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    [color=black]Emma walked slowly, flicking the blood off in a quick motion. There were no more right now. She followed, but stopped. She knew something was behind her. Ignoring the people in front of her, the girl turned around and her eyes widened. There stood a huge zombie, running at her as fast as a human would, and that was weird since zombie's couldn't run. It was also holding something... It looked like a six foot long sword with jagged edges. The name of the sword popped into her mind. It was a flamberge sword. This would not turn out well if she messed up. Luckily, she never messed up. At least, yet. Slowly she backed against a wall as it followed the others, and then she suddenly ran out and cut the 6'7'' zombie in the back of the knee, making it harder for it to walk and making it stumble for a second. Then she ran at it, stabbing it in the head with the katana. It crumpled to the ground, dead. Three seconds. That was it. She was faster than most, as she had been clearing out the street she lived on since the zombies began to show up. Also, before this had happened, she had been practicing. She had believed this would happen for years, so she had prepared and now was perfect with every weapon she owned. Then Emma ran, catching up with them.




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