Z-Day

[Entaru]

*faceclaw* Amatuers...I hope she knows what she's doing.  Entaru grimaced as he looked from behind a trashcan.  "Zarda, can you get to the roof without alerting the survivors?" Entaru gestured to the roof of the building, whispering.  "I doubt Miss Sanko's plan will work and I need someone to get inside and turn off their perimeter.  She should prove as a good distraction for you.  Can you do that Zarda?"

[Alice The Necrofox]

Sanko gave Entaru a look like *This is my first time and it is the first thing i thought of.*

[Entaru]

Entaru gave a frenzied, irritated gesture that indicated "Well then, let the experienced zombies do the thinking!"

[Gabag]

"Charles... didja hear that? A woman, Finally Now we can do our part to repopulate the world!" said one very excited marine private.

"Yea, a coincidence that a zombie invades our perimeter, and there's one voluptuous woman not getting eaten by the zombie on our house.. I don't buy her routine" Said Sgt. T.

The fuse box to all their stuff, is inside the house, a house full of highly trained gunmen who are expecting danger.

"Sarge you never let me have any fun."

"Ahh shaddup you idiot!"

The good Sgt. peeked through a barricaded window, and was staring right into Arrant's face. He could see the decay, and he decided since he was bored, he would poke Arrant with a stick.

"Yup.. it's a trap"

"Sarge you did it wrong, 'ITS A TRAP!'"

[Gabag]

(Did I say the soldiers revealed themselves Shiro, I think not, Leader of the human group is still alive considering they are still INSIDE the house, and Ho'nehetane the zomies are after other humans)
"Is it me, or are those zombies really ugly?" Asked the private

The sgt. just shook his head and sighed.

*Meanwhile*
"Well welcome to New Hope everyone" Damon said, raising his hands in the air. Soldiers dispersed and went about their appointed rounds. A gateway led to a mall with two minigun turrets stationed and manned.
"The colony is inside that shopping mall" Damon said, showing his I.D. and getting inside the mall.
An alarm went off and gas hissed into the room as the group was de-contaminated.
"Once these doors open up it's safe for us to take the masks off"

[Ho'ne Diheart]

((oh snap sorry I took it off))
"Ugh Finally, I hate wearing gas masks." Well at least we will be able to have a home for once...

[Alice The Necrofox]

Shiro pulled his off too.
"Ah... a place to place my bones. Got an ammo dump here? My gun is kinda low..."

[Ho'ne Diheart]

"Well I am good, I just want some good grub. Its been awhile since I ate" looking around for food

[Alice The Necrofox]

Shiro saw it. An old saxophone case proped up against the wall. Probably forgotten during an evacuation.
He walked over to it and opened the case. There was a saxophone like no other. Minus a little rust, it was in perfect condition. And it had reeds! He put it together.
"Hey, wanna hear a little song i picked up from my hometown? Lets go inside, and I'll play it. It's an old blues I picked up before the invasion."

[Arrant]

Arrant waved at the soldier's inside, giving a large friendly smile before snarling picking himself up to the roof. "This better not be good wood.." he mumbled and shook his head, doing a handstand and letting himself fall, grabbing ahold of the edge of the roof as he swung down, feet out as he attempted to smash through.

((Wait... I was flattened against the wall next to the window... not flattened against the window...))

[KittKat chunky~]

Zarda looked up at Entaru from the severed limb which he was happily chewing on....

"mffmmm!"

He swallowed, throwing the chewed bone away....

"Zarda can get on roof for Entaru! Zarda can do!"

He leapt to a building adjacent to the fortified one, crouching he pounced, leaping onto the roof of the survivors building, silently he landed.... looking across the bare roof his attention focussed on a ventilation shaft.... climbing up to the shafts edge he sniffed it thoroughly... well, Entaru had told him to... he had no choice....

[Ho'ne Diheart]

"Sure why not?" reminessing through the building for a kitchen.

[Gabag]

The Kitchen (aka food court) was jam packed with teenagers.. if it wasnt for the fact that soldiers were there with guns, it might very well been mistaken for a zombie free world.

Unfortunately that was farther then the truth.

[White Wolf Guardian]

*White just stood there waiting for a command, vegetating on his thoughts as usual, or at least what little he had to be spoken of* "Blood...killing, remember thought... hungry...hungry..thoughts to be remembered.. confusion." *White laid against a wall and mumbled to himself*

[Alice The Necrofox]

"Well... looks like someone made it..." Griffin said as he tried to get to the food table without hitting anyone with the sax case and his AK74 he had over his shoulder.