Z-Day season 2

[Self-sain]

Nasial  was flying past a giant horde of zombies when she remembered that she had a mix cd in the car. She bent down and tried to pull it from the other side of the car, but when she pulled up, she saw that there was a giant road block in her way, she tried to swerve out of its way, but as she was turning she hut a rouge zombie. The car fliped and she slamed her head against the steering weal, as the car proceed with its flips. The car slew into a near by shop, and the glass shattered every where. Nasial would of been out cold from her head slam, but she had this deathly pain in her left shoulder. As she tired to regain focus she tired to move her left arm, only to scream in agony as the pain became exasterbated.

[Entaru]

Having left the helicopter behind, Entaru and his armed escort moved silently through the streets.  The soldier was armed with a mancatcher and a high voltage cattle prod, as well as his standard M-16...just in case.  Entaru took the lead with a flare gun and a 22. pistol, a rubbish weapon unless aimed at the head...and the zombies gave him little choice as to where to aim.

"Now be careful...according to my theory, it will only take one to know we're here.  And then we'll have a whole hoarde on our hands.  So no gunfire unless absolutely nessecary.  Agreed?"

Silence...

"Agreed?  Well, do you agree or..." Entaru turned around to see his armed escort on the ground, being devoured silently as his voicebox was torn out.

"...not.  Stealthy little buggers."  Entaru looked around as the zombies gathered.  He sighed lightly, straightened out his labcoat, and ran like a bat out of hell up a telephone pole.  "Well...this is bad.  Maybe I can..." Entaru looked out to where the helicopter was, only to see a crowd of zombies around it. "...great.  How the hell did this happen?  They were supposed to be prepared for all of this!  And how the hell did I climb up this thing?  I can't climb...I'm afraid of....oh great."  Entaru wrapped his arms tightly around the pole as he shut his eyes, remembering his horrible fear of heights.

"HELLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[Armalite_]

Out of nowhere, the massive blue truck filled with thugs crashed into a drug store...but not before plowing though the hoard of zombies that were about to eat a helpless scientist clinging to a pole. Sam, Pink, and White opened the doors in a state of delirum. "Jesus, Sam, you had the whole road to drive through!" He said while picking shards of bloody glass out of his foerhead. "Well then maybe you shoulda drove you bafoon." Sam retorted. Pink caught sight of the scientist clinging to the pole. "Who's this guy?" He asked, rubbing his head and looking over at him. The three sharp dressed men stood and looked at him. "Hey!...What the hell are you doin'!? Sam yelled over at him. White was straightening his tie while one could see that his white dress shirt had been stained in his own blood. "We don't have time for this crap. Let's go." White began to walk away down the street. Pink looked at Sam, then at White, then at the scientist, then back at Sam. "C'mon man, we have to find Joe." He said before jogging off after White. Sam just looked at the scientist. "Yeah..." He said before walking off after Pink. He looked back at the scientist clinging to the pole one more time. "You coming?"

[Gabag]

Shannon cautiously advanced down the street, ducking in alleyways when there was a zombie in the street, and trying not to make too much sound.

Good thing she read the Zombie Survival Guide very thoroughly. She was a fanatic for zombie fictions, but now that its happening, all the fun of a zombie invasion was blwon out of the water.
When she went to duck down in the alleyway, there were surprisingly zombies, so instead she advanced to the roadblock that automatically rose at certain points in the day. Scanning the littered vehicles for any living people, she saw one possible. A smashed storefront with a van inside, and a woman seeming to be in a lot of pain.

The zombie survival guide warned against this kind of risky behavior, but she couldn't just let someone die. Jogging over she knelt down and noticed the woman (self sain) was indeed alive, albeit bleeding.

"I dont know how... but i'm gonna get you out"

[Rygore Anikeria]

Seth Hid in a dark alley, he had watched the news, heard about the zombies, and he crouched there thinkin of his escape plan, he was in the middle of a thought when a girl ducked into the same alley as him, she hadn't seen him yet as he was farther back, He couldn't risk revealing him self just yet so he stayed back and decided to trail her, see if he could trust her and then group up, possibly work together to escape.

[White Wolf Guardian]

*Investigating further he found a couple corpses in the maintainance closet with scrawls on the walls of vertical lines and crosses diagonal through each set of four vertical lines* "Hmm... if they stayed in here it wouldn't make sense for them to be dead without the supplies already being out." *He looked at a darkened brown stain on the wall and a couple of shell casings on the floor along with a 9mm handgun in the hands of one of the dead bodies* "Suicide." *He started to reach for the gun until he noticed something strange about one of the bodies* "Crap." *He backed away noticing that one of the bodies was reanimating* *He gripped the hammer on his gun as he held it now and looked around, quickly grabbing a 2 liter bottle of soda and dumping it onto the floor, tossed the lid aside and put the compareably oversized bottle onto the barrel of his gun and aiming for the head of the undead opponent now moaning unintelligible words* "That's probably a cry for help, better end this quickly. A self-improvised silencer, it won't be enough to quiet the shot completely, but it will help better than nothing." *He fired twice, making a hole on the other end of the bottle and causing it to fly off into the closet with the body struggling for a moment and then going limp again, he closed the door and left the dead to rest*

*He looked out the window and saw that there were only a couple of zombies as far as he could tell and then grunted as he picked up the shelf and set it down quietly out of the way of the entrance door, making sure to quietly open the door and look both ways before exiting, and made his way down the sidewalk trying not to attract to much attention to himself by moving slow* "Maybe some Shaun of the Dead tactics will work here to blend in?" *At least Max Strider had hoped as he cautiously made his way to another area of the city, while trying to stay towards city limits incase an escape was needed*

[Self-sain]

Nasial tired to see if she could pull out some glass, she bit her lips as she pulled a large piece out, then she saw something in the coroner of her eyes and let out a loud scream. Then she realised it was just a girl, "sorry... umm, you see that knob on the door, twist it, the door should pop right off" she said as she undid her seat belt.

[Ares the Ram]

"Oh god, oh god, this was a bad idea," puffed Bill as he slowed to a jog out into the streets. He had forgotten how much he was carrying before he started to run, making him wheeze for breath very quickly. Luckily, the alarm was attracting most of the zombies instead of him so he had little resistance to work against. Clumsily swinging his bat at those that grabbed at him, it did little to stop their assault on him. Wrestling with the zombies on him, he found their strength, even with him weakened by fatigue, to be quite strong. One of them went for his neck, as a vampire would, but luckily his shoulder guards he was wearing protected his neck from their gnawing teeth. Being extremely exausted from keeping them back, he was about to give up, when he saw about a block away, a man walking slowly across the intersection (White Wolf). "Hey! Hey you! Help me!" He hoped the man heard him, and hoped even more that he would help.

[Entaru]

"Uh, yes...just a moment!"  Entaru began to scale his way down the pole.  It was slow going but at least it was progress.  At around the halfway point he heard a resounding crunch from inside the pole.  He felt the wood in his grip suddenly come free from the pole and gulped in fear as he felt gravity shift from his feet to his back.

"Oh ****...."  Entaru fell to the corpse littered ground with a crunch of his own.  From the sound, he could have sworn he had broken his ribs....until he realized that he had landed on somone else's ribs.  'Something' to be exact.  Removing himself from his zombie landing pad, Entaru sprinted to the group who had..."saved" him.

"Thank you very much for that...I hate heights."

[Armalite_]

A smile crossed Sam's face. "Yeah, no problem." He'd crashed the truck on purpose to help him out. But he didn't think anyone would ever find out. Sam may have been a man of violence, but he was also a man of decency. Both Mister White and Pink looked back at the scientist with distrust and concern. Neither of them said a word to the one in the labcoat but all four of them walked. The streets seemed quiet now. The screaming had died down and the people disappeared. For now, it was only the shard dressed and the scientist. After a few minutes of walking Sam finally broke the silence. "What's your name anyway?" He asked, looking back at the labcoat walking after them.

[Gabag]

Nasial tired to see if she could pull out some glass, she bit her lips as she pulled a large piece out, then she saw something in the coroner of her eyes and let out a loud scream. Then she realised it was just a girl, "sorry... umm, you see that knob on the door, twist it, the door should pop right off" she said as she undid her seat belt.

"Well i would, but your door caved in quite a bit, I don't think it would budge."

Shannon took some time to think,, and glanced at the back of the van, the trunk may be intact. Going over, she inspected it with a good once over, and found it was still intact. With a good tug, she opened the trunk up and crawled inside the wrecked van and offered her hand to the bleeding woman.

[Rygore Anikeria]

Seth finally noticed that the girl he had been trailing was trying to help out a woman, bleeding, in her crashed car. He decided these people were no threat and it would be better if they all stuck together. Out of a dark alley a zombie ran towards the van, the girl hadn't noticed.
"H-hey!"
 Seth sprinted forward, his years as a thief allowing him to intercept the zombie, he pulled out his big hunting knife and sliced the zombie's chest. Seth stepped backwards, expecting the zombie to fall, but when it came back at him he was ready,
It's a zombie Duh, course it wont die form a little cut like that.
Remembering the many zombie movies he had seen Seth sidestepped and stabbed the zombie in the neck, twisting the blade then pushing it backwards, severing the head from the body. He turned around towards the girl in the van "Uhm... My names Seth"

[White Wolf Guardian]

*Spinning around with two revolvers in each hand firing towards the zombie crowd, Max blew some minds as the zombies went from undead to dead, falling to the ground in a brain mess, until only a few were left and his guns were empty* "14 shots... come on GET UP!" *He yelled across the street* "That guy just put me in a lot of trouble, destroying my perfect disguise, now I have to finish what he started and get out of here, because now this whole place is going to be covered in undead from the noise that I just HAD to make in just a few minutes. Better be worth my time."

*The gunman kept his distance just in case the other survivor couldn't handle the last couple of zombies*

[Self-sain]

Nasial looked as the girl came in, but then the guy caught her attention, 'i need to get the hell out of here', she thought to her self. She grabbed her feel good pills, and started to make her way out of the van. She popped in some pills, grinding them down as she served the area.

[Ares the Ram]

With the immediate zombies taken care of by the stranger, Bill got to his feet as quickly as he could, hoping his adrenaline would last just a bit longer. Removing his second bat from his bag, he swung at the closest zombie's head, knocking it clean off its shoulders, and proceeded to bash the rest of them into the pavement. Feeling his arms getting tired, he sat down on the curb, breathing heavily. He looked over to the stranger and waved him over. Anyone who can pick off zombies like that is worth having around, or at least befriending. "Hey! Thanks! Would you mind helping me up? My adrenaline rush wore off."