Z-Day

[KittKat chunky~]

Zarda looked up to the watchtower, cocking his head in interest he looked back from Entaru to the sniper... he nodded, a smile forming on his blood stained lips... snarling he leapt inhumanly from the ground to the balcony of a nearby building, and from there to a chimney stack... crouching his amber eyes flashed, readying for the final pounce, licking his bloody fangs his hind legs tensed, his hood still casting his face in shadow...

snarling Zarda leapt the twenty metres from the chimney to the tower, the sniper was too busy firing his rifle by the time he turned it was too late, Zarda had lready pinned him brutally to the other side of the tower, rending the sniper with repeated slashes in a frenzy....

[Srgntcuddles]

John heard screams and struggling over the radio. "Clyde?! Clyde! Answer me!!" shouted John racing to the exit of the tent. He got to the exit and looked up at the tower, only seeing Zarda barely clawing at something. "Hold on, brother! I'm commin'!" Clyde held Zarda back far enough to get bitten with one arm as he reached for his M9 on his waist. He managed to get his hands around the butt and finger on the trigger and squeezed off a few rounds; one managed to strike Zarda in the leg. John was climbing on a telephone pole, getting high enough to see Zarda ontop of Clyde. He braced himself as best he could and lined up a shot. He knew he would only be able to squeeze off one round before the recoil of his rifle would knock him off so he had to make it count. John straightened the scope and lined it with Zarda. "Die bastard!" roared John as he squeezed off the round.

[KittKat chunky~]

Zarda continued to maul Clyde, blood and spittle mixing as he attemtped to reach for the neck, bite down on the entrancing pulse of his jugular... soooo fresh... Clyde managed to squeeze off a few shots, even those that connected did little to nothing, Zarda had learnt that he healed small wounds quickly.....

Rearing up for the final lunge Zarda struck down, claws and fangs bared ready for the strike!

but just as he got hold of Clyde, withing scant inches of his neck a bullet that had been meant for his head struck Zarda in the left shoulder, nocked back off the tower he fell into the dark shadows of an alley, leaving a blood spattered clyde to get back to his feet swearing..

[Srgntcuddles]

The recoil from the shot knocked John off the pole; as he fell he managed to grab one of the foot holds. He dropped his rifle as he swayed from the foot hold, cutting his side in the process. Clyde got to his feet and wiped the blood from his face. "Thanks, John I owe ya..." said Clyde over the radio as he turned around. He saw John dangling from the pole and rushed over to the rail. "John!" he shouted. John looked down to the ground, he was a good thirty feet up hanging on for his life. "Hold on, John I'm comming!" shouted Clyde rushing to the ladder of the tower. He started to climb down it when John spoke. "Clyde...I don't think I'm going to make it outta this on-" "Shut up! Your going to make it, hold on!" interupted Clyde as he jumped from the ladder about ten feet to the ground. He stumbled as he ran towards John, but a stampeding horde prevented him from getting to him by forcing him back. Clyde shot the horde desprately trying to get to John as he was being pushed back by the unrelenting horde.

"Promise me you'll take care of my boys..." said John over the radio as he clenched his side that was cut. "Don't say that! I'll get you outta this! I always do!" blurted out Clyde over the radio. The foot hold John was hanging to began to whine under the pressure. Clyde had to retreat to reload, he ran into a nearby storefront and tipped over a bunch of racks to baracade the door as he ran to the back room and up a flight of stairs to the roof. He closed the door and latched it with a metal bar. He ran to the ledge and looked at John as he held on for his life above several zombies who were dancing around the pole trying to catch his dripping blood like children in the rain.

[Gabag]

Running to the main gate, Damon kicked it closed, slicing a few more zombies in half in the process and smashed the controls with his bat.
Zombie after zombie was brained by his bat, and soon it went from a dull gray to a lush pink.
Reaching to his belt he unlatched a grenade and threw it center mass, blowing some zombies up, and mercy killing their wounded victims before they changed.
"Ok guess this isn't New Hope Colony, no New Hope Colony trooper would die this easily" he said as he swore under his breath

"They copied their gasmask and SARS mask law too..." Happy jack Locked the door to his RV, and pulled in reverse splattering zombies, and was surprised out of his mind when John fell on the roof. Normally he would be collecting supplies, but then that would be desecrating the dead
and there were too many zombies too.

Damon reached down and grabbed a soldier's M4 Rifle and took a couple potshots at Entaru.
"Come on ugly, just you and me!"
(next camp please dont kill I kinda wanted some character backstory in  here, but then you attacked so it'll be in there)

[Srgntcuddles]

John crawled across the roof of the RV and opened the skylight and fell in. "John! Are you alright?!" asked Clyde over the radio. He turned and noticed the door rattling with moans on the other side. "Uh...Now that your safe, how about giving me a hand?" John managed to get himself leaned up against the wall as he clenched his side. "Drive this thing over to my friend...he's on the roof over there..." he said to the driver. Clyde reloaded his M9 with one of the two clips he had left and pointed it at the door, looking behind him occasionaly to watch the RV.

[Entaru]

(Don't worry gab I won't.)

As the bullets ripped through Entaru's arm he screeched in pain.  He turned to see the hunter beckoning him to fight.  Suddenly Entaru felt drowsy as something slammed into his head.  He felt his body stiffening and bowing backwards (like a reaction to tetnus).  Entaru was howling in agony as the paralytic flowed through his veins.  Entaru saw his vision getting dark as he hit the ground.

Then suddenly...it stopped.

Entaru stood back up, flabbergasting the one who fired the paralyzer, and faced Damon.  He picked up the severed arm and responded to the taunt.

"We'll see who's ugly, you stinking meatsack"  Entaru swung the arm like a baseball bat as he rushed to confront the hunter.

[Gabag]

Damon ducked under the severed arm (ew by the way)
Dropping the rifle and drawing his combat knife, he resorted to the odd technique of a one handed baseball bat and knife style of fighting

Known as Damoning, his own invention he spread over the internet.

[Entaru]

Entaru huffed as he saw Damon pull out the knife.  Entaru got his jaw ready and swung the arm again, this time an uppercut.

[White Wolf Guardian]

*White sprung out of his suit like it was paper and had spiky metal blades coming out of his body all over his arms and legs then proceeded to puke up some blades for him to use* "All...gonna...DIE." *He ran into the entourage of bullets not the least bit worried about the possibility of dying and slashes through the living in extreme hunger for blood*

"RROOOOOOAAAARRRR!!" *He yelled fiercely at the living and gobbles up all kinds of gore around him and ripped at whatever food he could find, all sense of organization lost in his bloodlust*

[Gabag]

Sidestepping the upper cut, he motioned towards the crazy knifed monster

"Uhh Giant zombie thing... is that normal?" He asked genuinely.

(that means answer genuinely, dont try to eat cause White wolf has gone awesome)

[Alice The Necrofox]

"Everyone to the RV! Move! Lets get out of here alive!!"
The survivors had cleared a path, and were holding up. Protecting the RV. Sanko and Shiro were side by side mowing down the zombies.
"Did you see that? That was a genuine Headshot and he got up after it! Not fair!" Sanko screamed as she pumped a zombie's head full of lead.
"Heh, don't believe everything you see in Video games."
Shiro turned.
"LETS GET OUT OF HERE!!!"
"WAIT! THere is another survivor. We need a distraction."
Sanko stopped.
"Shiro, you can lead these men, and I still have my bike."
"Sis? NO!"
But Sanko had run off. Grabbing up a megaphone, she blared out at the zombies.
"COME AND GET ME SUCKKAS!!!"
She jumped on her bike and ran smack dab through the middle of them.
*Dam it sanko* shiro said as he motioned for everyone to evacuate
*One of these days she is gonna get killed*

[Srgntcuddles]

John started to lose consciousness as he saw people getting into the RV. He was still waving his gun around, trying to get someone to go for Clyde. His legs were trembling after the fall he had taken; he was barely standing, leaning all his weight on the wall inside the RV.

[Arrant]

Arrant looked around hungrily. Spotting a few isolated soldiers getting attacked, he charged in. He grabbed one unprepared soldier by the head, twisting sharply, eliminating the soldier. As the next one shot at him, he ran up and slapped the gun to the side, throwing him at the next soldier, leaping on the last one as the zombies attacked the others. He grabbed two corpses by the neck and snarled at the other zombies threateningly, challenging them. When none drew nearer, he pulled them in the nearby building and feasted, grinning viciously at yet another successful killing. "Delicious... At this rate I will never starve again..."

[Ho'ne Diheart]

Capt. Hinshu decided to take a birds eye view. He climed up on the roofs of the refugee. Up there he could see the massacre that has happend the past 30min. He could see the remaining survivors head towards the RV. What Hinshu also saw was Damon fighting two zombies on his own. Hinshu looked around, and saw a railing that heads down to the ground. He took part of the metal casing of a air cooling duct and slid down the rail. At the end of the rail he jumped high as he can, the only thing he could do was try to aim at one of the zombie.