"Whatever you say, lady," he grinned and slid his pistol back into his belt holster.
Slinging his giant bag of guns over his shoulder like a psychopathic Santa Clause, he started making his way up the stairs, opening the hatch on the ceiling and climbing up to the roof.
"Uh, this is where the magic happens."
Axel grimaced as he witnessed the disgusting scene below - his own hunger, for once, completely unacknowledged for the time being. He tried to change the subject.
"So, uh... you ever use a gun before? We have a lot of time to kill, and a lot of really big bullets..."
"Good! And you'll have a chance to prove it, soon enough." He grinned, reaching into his bag and pulling out a rifle. He looked down the sights. Nothing fancy, but it'll shoot straight.
Handing it to Eve, the irony that he was now handing her a weapon after assuming she was going to kill him only moments ago was lost on him. "Go on, shoot one. For double the points, shoot one who looks like a celebrity. I vote Oprah."
"LOOK, LOOK! I SEE AN OPRAH DOWN THERE - GET 'ER, GET 'ER!" He hollered and flailed about like a giant redneck. He was way too excited for this - also like a giant redneck.
(ooc: as you would assume, he is probably a giant redneck)
"Aha! See? You're a natural. You remind me of me." He stood proudly, as if that were the greatest compliment that could ever be given.
"How about a little contest? First one to make it to five wins." Axel grinned, pulling out a rifle for himself and holding it up to his shoulder. I know I spotted a Bill Murray somewhere...
(ooc: I think I'm done for the night. Feel free to kill as many famous people as your heart desires! Hopefully we can run into some more survivors tomorrow)
"Wha-?! Where did you come from?!" Axel yelled, jumping back as Blue seemed to appear out of nowhere. Who is this? Was she there the whole time? And why all the hatred for Bob Barker?
Axel rubbed his neck, directly where the blade was, still glaring at the newcomer. Putting his rifle to his shoulder, he picked off a few more walkers heading this way.
