((ok i think i messed evvery one up im sry but this is what happen you guys and girls were supposed to get my si when i got all zobies away from you peolple so i got them into the lack they died i came back you peolple didnt get my sis and i went in to get her i holded her hand and you peolple pulled my out side i puched jacobe agenst the wall sreeming at him i think the dogs name is dead fang growled at me i let jacobe go dog biyt my realy good my legs bleeding know and killer walks away)))
((Um, Dead Fang wouldn't have bit any one save if they had hit the little girl or tried to hit him as Project R said.))
Project R's arm felt completely numb as he rose slowly. He hadn't really took out any of the group of zombies that had filtered through. Maybe, just maybe fifteen. The blast as well, he had no idea what that had caused. The first thing that came to mind was where Dead Fang was. Hearing the man's voice he quietly stumbled to his feet leaning on the bar. "Yeah, just having a great day." He wasn't really caring for the zombies closing in on the two of them as he leaned over grabbing three beers. Setting two on the bar counter he quietly opened the first one placing it to his lips. Watching the man and his bandaged side he just turned his gaze elsewhere. After taking a drink he dropped the bottle to the floor letting it smash. "Suppose we can't have a decent drink then." Grabbing the other two in one hand he had left his gun holstered stepping out of the decimated bar. "Didn't want to wreck the damn thing." He noted the zombies that had cut them off from the others as well as the flames slowly licking up the bus. "That's gonna blow!" Quickly taking a grip of Bildo's arm he gave him a sharp pull behind the supporting wall of the bar. The second explosion sounded reverberating along the concrete as yet more flames licked up the sorrounding shrapnel. "Well, suppose I could get that drink.." Dead Fang had merely followed the little girl that had been with Shal sticking close. He wasn't concerned with either Killer or Jacope.
Bildo stood just inside the Bar with the guy. "SHIT HALF OUR AMMO AND WEAPONS WAS ON THERE.. and i hope everyone is ok.. even Jacob i suppose..." Then he put his hand on the guys shoulder. "But thanks for that" He said to the guy...
He raised his shotgun.. Still on Alert... He had survived this long and wasn't letting anything effect it. A Zombie stumbled round the corner and through the smashed window. Bildo checked his target as he was trained to do and blew it back out into the street.
a melodic sigh escaped black lips as he sat crouched up on a flagpole. Gently flying on the breeze, the wind trowing his grey hair about his pale face. How long had he hunted those not infected ... and wasn't it a nescesery evil.
his legs apart and hands between them, resting on the ballshaped from of the metal flagpole. Once long ago the american flag would have proudly waved in the breeze, now only blood filled the air, the scent of dead. he focussed, taking on every insignifiant detail ... never knew when some information would be usefull afterall. The temperature though his skin, the tastes from his lips, the scents though his nose and the world around him with strange eyes, the spectrum changed almost instantly as he blinked
darkview they had called it, the ability to see beyond the normal spectrum, or to enhance ones sight to take notice of even the most insignificant detail. to him the field of color inverted ... black became glowing blue and so on and so fort.
Suddenly letting out a near roar he let himself fall back, a black trenchcoat ripping apart by the force of mighty wings unfolding, looping he turned upright and his descent was slowed, floating down silently, gently. Soon all hell would break lose
grabbing hold of an infected head upon an infected body, a quick jerk was enough to sever it. blood spraying up at the cracking and sucking sound as the bodypiece let go, a quick turn and a hard toss ... the head became a projectile hitting a lurker straight in its mutilated face. growly slowly his wings still unfolded, they flapped sending him at his target with such speed that assoon as his nails turned to claws he had the beast pinned
"do you attempt to infect me ... or devour me ... I am ... A son of the fallen angel ... an angel of dead ... and you ... my victim"
for a moment it seemed that though the whispered words, which sounded asif they were forced, one by one from a throat unable to produce such ritmic and harmonic, soothing tones. The lurker understood him, for a moment it seemed fear flickered in its eyes. Yet they were hunters, devoid of fear and devoid of rational thought other then how to catch their next meal. he lifted the creature higher, and as it was raised its tongue wrapped around the mans arm, trying to tear it lose the angelic creature opened his mouth and bit over the throat
Long 8 feet long wings, black leather pants and combat boots with iron plates infront, a fishnet shirt showing a muscular pale torso, long grey hair ending in black tips, eyes, crimson on black. This creature was not normal ... a bow ... yet fighting for humans ... unheard of
(im gessing were i am ok sry if im wrong )))
killer walk in side a bilding it look like a bar
killer: great im in a bar
cat:mew
killer:whats that!
she look around alittle kitten rubing up agenst her leg
killer:artnet you a cute kitten
killer pick it up and the kitten was small enof to fit into her baggy pants ocket she found the other peolple
killer walk in the room with the other peolple she walk over to a frige killer thinking whats a frige in her for
she open it
killer:yes
she pulled milk out and domed some on t he ground in front of the peolple she pulled out the kitten and let it drink the milk she wached dead fang so it dont attack the kitten the kitten walk to dead fang killer fell over trying to get the kitten the kitten licked dead fangs noce and rubed up agenst the dog and lad doun next to dead fang the kitten thout it was its mom killer crawled over there trying to get the kitten dead fang growled
killer😮k ill leave you aloun with my kitten
"I'm sure there's some sort of ammo here. Any thing could really be used as a weapon if you put your mind to it." Two slams and the duffle bags Project R had carried for himself would be on the bar counter. He seemed way to calm for this crazed situation as he unzipped both of them. Pulling at least six drinks from the bar he took off each lid. He would quietly look around cursing to himself as he saw yet another infected with a rather baggy shirt. Aiming his desert eagle he fired once basically decapitating the body. Moving quietly he tore the shirt off the dead man making sure that the infected subject was really dead. Now carrying the shirt back to the counter he ripped it into six even shreds of cloth. It became apparent now that he was making molotov cocktails a sort of homemade fire bomb. Finishing that he looked up quietly making sure none of the infected were wandering back into the bar. It seemed they were distracted by the flames outside. "Eh, don't worry bout those others. Dead Fang's with em." Reaching into the bags he retrieved two ammo boxes each making a heavy thud on the counter. The M-16 now on the floor he quietly looked at it. "Hey, bud could you hand me that?" At that he busied himself with reloading the desert eagle as well as retrieving an Ingram from the second bag. Dead Fang watched the kitten quietly as he scooted the animal towards the little girl as if some way to cheer her up. He gave Killer another growl laying back down. Project R quietly gave another look outside as he continued now reloading and stashing excess bullets.
Originally posted by inuyashapuppy!!~no this is what happens when YOU don't read. we were already in the building before you even posted.~
((ok i think i messed evvery one up im sry but this is what happen you guys and girls were supposed to get my si when i got all zobies away from you peolple so i got them into the lack they died i came back you peolple didnt get my sis and i went in to get her i holded her hand and you peolple pulled my out side i puched jacobe agenst the wall sreeming at him i think the dogs name is dead fang growled at me i let jacobe go dog biyt my realy good my legs bleeding know and killer walks away)))
shalimar sat on the counter"here kid. saved it just for you." shalimar reached into her backpac and tossed two beef jurkies to the young girl. eat it wishly. it's the last i got for now."
lilly grabbed the food."thanks." here kitty here doggy" she said ripping one stick and tossing it to them.
shalimar turn around "good kid.so y'all gonna stay with us"
"We'll we best get back to them anyway.. Ya know they are all i have.. Good thing is i should have enuff ammo to get back to the others anyway" Bildo said pumping his shot gun and looking out at the zombies occupied by the flames.
~Meanwhile~
Beckz was stood in the building with the others, watching them all do there stuff, while she fiddle with her MP5. Bildo's duffel bag of ammo on the floor next to her.... She was worrying about him sooo much. She wanted to go find him but knew he would want her in the building with the others.
~Back At The Bar~
Bildo walked to the Big Broken window and peered down the rubble covered, crowded street....
killer came backshe gave the little girl 2 big bags of beef jerky and dump the rest on the bar table killer but a bag of beef jerky and 2 bottles of apple jucie in her bag and gave the girl a bottle of apple jucie
killer:take what you need but carry light
killer sat in the middle of the room she opend her bag and pulled open a box she clie some numbers and it opened it was to help you stay humon if bited by the dead
killer:any one bitten?