Zombie Survival [RPG]

[pokefan548]

*Get's stuff, hops in the driver seat, and beckons for the others.
-I'm Edward Nafekop, what are your names?\
*Drives off to the countryside with the others.

[DrDeuce]

"Yeah, hi, I'm Arlo. I used to be in the Police before it all went to hell. In the back is Devin, I think the infected got his family..."

*Car drives for a long time until it bursts a tire*

"Have you got a spare?"

[pokefan548]

-Hey, look in the back, I have a small spare, but it's not good. We can't charge into battle with that.
*Devin hands me the tire.
*Fixes the tire.
-This'll have to do for now. So... what are you armed with. I notice you have a revolver. Is it a .44?

[DrDeuce]

"Yup. Hopefully we'll survive with what weapons we've got. There's a town up ahead, if we could raid the garage, we could get a spare tire!"

[Devin]

-Dont worry about killing them in silence....Leave that to me...
-And Arlo is correct those things got my family, I used to be an ex-military, over 30 KIA's(killed in action <.<) all of them with blades.... I prefer to stay hidden and not make a noise....
*Looks at the M4A1
-I hope you got some experience with that, because I'm not touching it until I get a silencer on it.

[Devin]

-And all I've got is a kunai...
-It's good for now but I'll need something longer and sharper.
-If we find something silenced I'm keeping it, or a sniper rifle....
*Holds the kunai with all my strenght
-To be honest I dont want to stain this with more blood...It's the last thing connecting me to my family.

[DrDeuce]

"Well when we get to the garage in the town we can get a new tire and some better weapons."

*Sign reads: Hannlet, Population: 10,000, 8,000, 3,000 (and then scrawled over all of those) They're coming! RUN!*

"Not a very encouraging welcome..."

[cow]

The name' Cowie
Age: (16+) 41
Weapon: Hooves and a laser gun
Vehicle: The love mobile
Faction: Stormwind
Bio: A 41 year old cougar seeking bulls to mate with.

[Devin]

-It's an encouraging welcome for me....
*Puts on hoodie and watches Edward grab the M4A1.
-I'll tell you right now, use that as a last resort, or it will atract their attention.
-Leave most of the killing to me.....I'll get them before they even realise i was there

[XxXAtlanXxX]

Name: Herbert Matsilf
Age: (16+) 45
Weapon: (1 melee 1 firearm) ww2 officer saber, walther p88
Vehicle: (If you like): chopper
Faction: Bandit
Bio: (Not required)

le leave le house
go to chopper
drive to nearest gas station to search for gas... and nuts

[Tex]

Name: Anton Varvski
Age: 27
Weapon: Powerfist, Compact Bow
Vehicle: Motorcycle Sport bike
Faction: Friendly-ish Bandit
Bio: After being betrayed by his closest friends, Anton became very cynical. Willing to talk, but very distrustful of others. Now scavenges and robs to make a living. His dad gave him one of the best Bows in the world, accurate up to 80 yards, Anton had no other choice but to take it. He was given the Powerfist from a mysterious stranger who disappeared. Murder was always the best option for Anton.

*wakes up in a garage from a bang outside, followed by whispered arguments*
*Draws an arrow into the bow, and quickly lifts the garage door*
"FREEZE."
*Sees the group on the street*
"Who are you, and what are you doing here? You have 10 seconds before this arrow become the last thing that goes through your mind."

[DrDeuce]

[I'm presuming this is us :P ]

"Woah, slow down! We're just looking for a spare tire in the garage of this town. Look, the zombies will be coming soon so we better just get this over with. We may be armed but that's just for the infected..."

[Devin]

*Looks at the guy with the bow
-Oh...Now this guy I like...
-We're like just a small group of 3 survivors, and like Arlo said we're looking for a spare tire since our car broke down....
*Slowly goes closer to the guy
No need to get anyone hurt, tough I admire you....Using a silent weapon is my type.

[Tex]

*Slowly undraws bow*
"Alright, I'll help you find a tire. The faster, the better. But you keep your distance, understand?"
*walks ahead*

[DrDeuce]

"Okay. We'll bring you along with us if you want. We're trying to get to Houston, I think there's an evacuation there. Who knows though..."

*Arlo sees the tire and everyone gets some supplies*

"Right, let's go, I can hear some of those bastards back the way. Quick!"

[EDIT: That was the 3000th post in The Lounge! Wow!]