I flipped over and kicked it off. I stood up quickly and smashed its face with my crowbar. 'There was complete silence, how did I not hear it?' I thought to myself. I scouted the floor and killed a few more zombies in the process. It looked like there was an abandoned camp that someone had. I found a few cans of food, and some knives. I carried them with me and went to the last floor.
Surviving the zombie apocolyse
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As soon as I got outside I headed left. (If I remember correctly there is a police station this way) I thought. (Hope no one got to it before me.) There were only a few zombies outside which was too easy for my machete to take out. When I saw the door I groaned inwardly. It was locked and made of solid steel.
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Ooc: Hold up, recap. Moon, btw.
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Suddenly three zombies run from a room and I pulled off three shots two hit the third missed and I kicked the zombie down to the ground and fired three shots into its head and turned around in time to spot two zombies coming through the hole I made, and I switched my Glock to my right hand and pulled out my saber and charged killing both zombies in one hit and quickly pushed back the table and stood back as zombies beat one the barricades makeing them shake, great good idea Tom, it was very smart to yell and fire a gun in a zombie apocalypse, I thought to myself sarcastically.
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ooc: hello, im sorry i didnt add a appearance, and forgot to ask if its still open, so, can i join? and i will be inactive for a bit longer.
ic: Robert had nose length dark brown hair with eyes of undeterminable color, most say brown or green, depending on the light. a strong build with the beginnings of a tan. 5 foot 11 inches.
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Moon bared her teeth as she slammed her fist into a zombies jaw in an uppercut, then stomped its head. She whipped around with a curve kick, colliding with a zombies neck, snapping it.
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"Sh*t! This warehouse has loads of supplies! Good thing it has only a few walkers." She whispered, grinning like a mad man as she loked up and down the rows of shelves. Moon pulled out her walkie talkie, hoping one of the others had one too. "Hello? Its Moon. Im in the warehouse and.. you gotta se this. Hurry! Over!" She said into it, walking down, checking for walkers. -
Robert looked up from where he was sittingin the office. was that someone else? or just in my head? he opened the door. "hello?"
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As the first piece of the barricade went down I responded instantly with my saber cutting them down left and right, and I managed to put away my flashlight and Glock before the barricade broke, laughing at the pointless effort the zombies put into trying to get me, for I would just cut them down before they got within arms reach of me.
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Moon sighed and started packing her bad full of food, ammo, handguns, supplies and medicene. "Thank God I'm strong enough to carry this crap." She grumbled, slinging her bags on her shoulders.
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"Can't take much more of this" I said to myself as I began to struggle with the number of zombies and came to a decision, and I ran back and tossed a frag grenade behind me, before closing the doors that lead to the stairs. After that there was a explosion.
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I walked onto the first floor and set down the cans and knives, all but one. I examined it and walked around with it. I needed a knife besides my pocket one. I walker came around the corner and threw my knife, testing my aim, normally I was pretty good at throwing knives but this one was perfect for me. It hit the zombie in the chest and it fell to the ground. I pulled the knife out and went to look for other stuff. I was walking around and I happened to find a spoon. Now i could eat my soup properly. I hadn't found a spoon yet since the apocalypse started.
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I opened the doors and walked through them looking at the carnage and noticed a dead police zombie, "jackpot!" I exclaimed to myself and walked over to the body and pushed it over, it had one extra mag left and a half full one in its gun which was strangely still in its hand."strange" I said out loud and looked up to see more zombies gathering near the doorway, "gotta go" I said and picked up a backpack off the ground and ran off to a bank that was across the street
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I walked around the corner, there were about five walkers. I held out my crowbar in one hand and my knife in the other. I ran around and hit them randomly with the items in my hand. Once they were dead I scouted and found a pistol and some ammo. Someone else could probably use this since I have terrible aim with a gun.
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I walked into the bank and closed the barred doors safe from the zombies," put your hands up I got a gun" I said mockingly and laughed to my self. I threw the bag onto the ground and sat next to it, " nice" I said as I pulled some ramen and a cantine of water "I'll be eating nice tonight"
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I looked around but I didn't really find anything. I got all of my stuff and walked over to the stairs on the side of the building. I climbed up to the floor that the group was on. I opened the door and sat on the ground. "Hey guys, the hospital was abandoned long before all of this started but I found some knives, food, and a pistol. ' I said as I set them on the ground and walked towards my bag. I sat on the ground, leaning against my bag and ate my soup with a spoon.
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Happy at my first find I happily dumped the things that were in the bag onto the floor, but didn't find anything else of interest, just some small knives, a stiletto, a small pan, some silverware,wrappers, and a journal. I picked up the journal, it was titled Robert Fisherman, odd the name seemed to ring a bell, but dismissed it and put everything back in the bag. I pushed the door open and headed to base camp.
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I finished and turned on my side. I was very tired and all I wanted to do was sleep. I pulled my coat giddier over my head and had my knife in my hand. This had become a habit of mine.
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I walked into the room finding the others he had met in the room,"why's everyone looking so tired? I asked and threw the bag on the ground along with my bag and pulled out the ramen water and a small pan along with some wood and cooked the ramen
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"I'm only tired because of the meds," I replied.
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Moon let out a shrill scream that could be heard from the rest of group as a pack of zombies had her cornered. She pulled out her Berreta M9 and shot the closest zombie, then started to climb the huge shelf. She shrieked when she slipped, but caught herself . When she was halfway up, she pulled out her walkie. "Guys! Guys please help! I dont have any way out except the front doors, but Im nowhere near them and zombies are below! Help!" Moon shouted into it, her yellow eyes tearing up, knowing they might not get there.