Apocalypse (open, jump in)

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    17 year old Lily aka Fox threw a metallic knife into a approaching zombies head then grabbed more cans off the shelf, shoving them into her bag. "How are things going over there chance?" Chance wasn't his real name but nobody really knew his real name.



    The 24 year old replied," There's a large group heading away from us and I've had to kill one. " He tightened his grip on his short thin bladed sword. It was only about as long as his arm but worked extremely well. He had a small machine gun on his back just in case though and a tactical axe at his side. He and fox had a group together and a strategy. She collected things while he watched guard.

    Scorpio Kept lookout on top of one of the sturdier shelves, holding a gun that shot bullets without a sound. He had kives and short swirds strapped to a belt around his hips and at least two small ones in each boot. "How much longer do we have to stay here guys?" the 19-year old asked. "I hate up close killing, I almost got bit last time." He raked a hand through his whiteblond hair.


    He popped his neck. Scorpio may be badass when It comes to killing zombies, but his ADHD made him antsy, which was made worse when trying to keep his limbs from being gnawed by rotten teeth. Good thing it also kinda helped.

    Chance stabbed another zombie and said," How much goods you got? And yeah I don't want to be her much longer either. " He flipped his black quiffy hair back onto his head.


    Fox yawned and grabbed some water bottles, chips, candy and nuts. "We need more drinks I think." She went and also grabbed some toilet paper, soap, toothpaste and brushes, and some shampoo/ conditioner. Her bag was starting to get really full. We'd have to leave kinda soon.

    Scorpio shot a bullet into a zombie, the bullet silent and deadly. "You need any help Fox? I'll be gladta help." He offered. To other people, the weight of all the blades he carried would be over kill, but Scorpio was used to it. He threw a ninja star into the throat of another zombie slicing it's head off and catching the star in his gloved hand as It completed it's circuit.

    Fox coughed and nodded, throwing a duffle bag his way. She already had one backpack full now time to fill the other. She finished it off with Gatorades, Waters, Sodas, and ice. She slung both on her back and yelled to chance," Hey ready to go."

    Chance nodded and started to walk out the door. They had got here on a custom made go kart. He had welded a cart to the back of it and welded metal plates to the side. The extra cart had a cage around it (so did the go kart part) and was for supplies. Inside the go kart there was 2 seats and a bench. Sticking through the front was a machine gun just in case. "All clear guys, c'mon."

    Scorpio followed Chance, the backpack over his shoulder, a blade in each hand. He also carried exploding throwing needles in a small pouch on his thigh. They exploded in the air, sending millions of other needles everywhere when a few feet from the ground. They were surprisingly effective for killing zoms. Scorpio put the bag on the bench and slid in, sitting on it and making sure he had enough blades to help keep everyone alive.


    He counted forty-eight out of fifty-four. Not bad he mused. It was a wonder how he carried so many, along with a few frag grenades, grenades that exploded with fragments when they exploded.

    Felix heard the commotion coming from the building. He exclaimed, "What the hell is that?!" He took his silenced assault rifle, took it off of his back, making his Katana rattle in it's sheathe. With his bag of ammo strapped over his shoulder, he ran to the corner of the store, and took cover so he would not be discovered by all of the zombies swarming at the door of the store.

    Shadow watched the group of three from a roof with her dagger in her hand. She had been watching them for days. She took the things they left behind, she picked the things that they dropped up. She was losing her balance and fell off the roof. She grabbed the edge of it hoping they didn't hear.