SirPowelJoin Date: 2008-06-19
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"Are you sure? If it doesn't work London will be a radioactive wasteland, though it already is kind of a wasteland anyway." Seeing a dead police officer, I take off his bullet-proof vest and put it on. |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
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(Ima just havin mah adrenaline rush.)
I waljk down the streets of London, it is littered with corpses. But I can't help laugh at infected chavs or their corpses. They just looked so funny. |
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"What do we have to lose? But everything to gain" I say with a fake smile.
"Do you wanna do it or not?" |
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SirPowelJoin Date: 2008-06-19
Post Count: 4500 |
I co/ck my rifle. "Let's do it. Where's the nuke?" |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
Post Count: 2256 |
I found a bike, it was rusty but worked. So I headed west, to Swindon. My good ol' home town. |
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"In a military training course a few miles away" I reply.
"Who else is going?" I ask. |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
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Near the exit I was a jet black land rover. I looked through the windows and tried the door handle, it was open. On the steering wheel were two hands, the rest of them missing. I pulled them off and couldn't help putting the middle finger up. I saw the keys had been dropped on the seat and climbed in. I checked the gas tank and saw I had some left so I went down the road and looked for a gas station. |
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Thomas:Ill stay here and work on the city. |
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"Okay let's pack up and go" I say picking up my guns. |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
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I found a gas station and saw that only one pump had fuel in it. So I filled up and decided to shoot up the gas pumps. I drove away a little and flicked my M4A1 to single shot before firing at a pump. It explodes, must of been spare fuel in each one because it all exploded together making alot of noise. |
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I fill up the car is gas so we could get there without re-filling the car.
"I'm bringing a few extra cans just incase" I say stacking gas cans in the trunk. |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
Post Count: 2256 |
I heard thundering steps and moans and jumped into the SUV, slamming the accelerator down. On the motor way a bunch of zombies came towards me but I skidded while firing my machine gun. |
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pewkewkewJoin Date: 2008-04-05
Post Count: 2690 |
Lucas finally caught up with nick and jake. "Did i hear you mention nukes?" He asked. |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
Post Count: 2256 |
I then look at the fallen zombies, a twisted smile on my face at the trick I just did. I then began my journey again. |
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AgentrokJoin Date: 2010-01-10
Post Count: 5001 |
Character Sheet
Na.me: Ryan
Ag.e: 24
Descript.: Brown hair,blue eyes,a slowly growing goatee,wearing a ski mask and protective goggles (one of the few people who realizes how safe this keeps your brains.) Camo pants and a camo vest with several bullet stored in it.
Weapons: Home-made flamethrower, M32 grenade launcher, toothed knives on his hands.
Bio: Your average guy. Was just starting a sucessful life as an office worker when the outbreak started. Went mildly insane (Now obsessed with killing zombies for ruining his life,although he still has most of his sanity.) Embracing the apocalypse,he got some weapons and moved out,using his training in free running(stuff like climbing building and jumping across them) to his advantage.
After he got to the UK, he built a lab. He began his most mad experiment yet. He hacked off his own fingers and replaced them with 10 toothed knives on his hands, with false fingers on them when he didnt need them.
I found nick and everyone else again. "I have done it! I want you to watch this!" I removed a few false fingers. I found a zombie and pounced on it. I quickly removed its head with the toothed knives, as they gripped onto its head and tore at it. "Im a madman, but a pretty dang impressive one at that, aint I?" |
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AgentrokJoin Date: 2010-01-10
Post Count: 5001 |
Remember to track this thread! |
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"Alright, Lucas go find Ryan and we will go get the nuke" I ask. |
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RanndarJoin Date: 2009-04-14
Post Count: 3593 |
Character Sheet
Na.me: Foresten Blade
Ag.e: 22
Descript.:long black hair, scar through right eye, yellow eyes (don't see that very often), denim jeans, sneakers, Metallica t-shirt with a zip-up grey jacket.
Weapons: Katana, Sniper Rifle, Pistol
Bio: Was an abandoned child when was born, lived on his own
(A bit of a change of clothes, from the original.) |
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RanndarJoin Date: 2009-04-14
Post Count: 3593 |
(Can anyone tell me what is going on? o.o) |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
Post Count: 2256 |
(Well, read the pages.) |
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"ALRIGHT FINAL CALL! WHO ELSE IS COMING FOR THE NUKE?" I say |
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flamepikeJoin Date: 2008-10-10
Post Count: 2256 |
I drove into a old fashion castle, all the way to it I had been honking my horn, it was time to nut up or shut up. I think to my self as I ready my M4A1. I ran through the court yard, old, decaying walls and lush grass was everywhere. A handfull of zombies came out, I switched to single shot and clipped one in the elbow before hitting another between the eyes. Then loads came out and I switched to automatic, it wasn't hard to miss as bullets went flying. |
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pewkewkewJoin Date: 2008-04-05
Post Count: 2690 |
Lucas started searching his arm-data for radiation cure. It said "A recently found chemical known as buttock-oxide removes 99.999% of radiation." Lucas almost choked! Buttock oxide! He asked jake if he ever heard of "Buttock-oxide" |
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(Buttock oxide? BUTTOCK OLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL) |
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( Lol... LOL backwards makes a face! OLO! ) |
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