The Walking Dead

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew flinches at the gun shot, quickly turning toward Rays direction and leveling his handgun at him. "Do you have a death wish?" He growled at the raccoon, baring his teeth. Underneath the goggles the sharks eyes crossed between Ray and Zaida. He was about to say something else when a wolf burst into their area, yelling something. But Andrew wasnt focused on that, but if the horde of zombies the wolf brought with him. "Shit!" He yelled, taking off fown the street as fast as he could. He made it to his truck faster then he thought though, swinging his flamethrower into the bed before climbing into the cab. Moments later the engine roared to life, and he peeled off down the street.

[London The Wolf.]

I growl. "Shit! Ray just run. I'll deal with this. If I survive I'm pushing north. If you see me don't be afraid to come on up. Unless I look like I'm inflected. Then kill my body." I start to fire off a few rounds of handgun at the walkers killing a few and put it away driving my sword though several walkers as I take on what part of the swarm chased me. But I'm Starting to get tired. It's only a matter of time if I stay in that fight to die. But if I do die at least I've saved someone.
(Not quite the reaction I expected but a logical one none the less.)

[Dubaku]

*As Dubaku continually slices through the horde, he pushes through any gaps he can find, finally, he breaks out, allowing himself time to catch his breath* Sweet f---ing Odin. *he looks around and finds himself standing before a gun store* Praised be Ares! *he tries to open the door, only to find it chained shut* Well, shit. *he looks around* Gotta be a sledgehammer around here somewhere. *he looks up into the sky and notices it's getting darker* Yea, f--- you too, Sun.

[London The Wolf.]

Containing to slice the swarm to pieces I see the sun setting. I only let a light smile I've always found my eyes have gotten sharper. My mind sharper. My reflexes quicker. My body stronger. It may be a placebo effect but I think it's true. The creature of true night becomes part of it and destroys the undead in its path. Now with sword and a random shap piece of metal I continue to rip this swarm up the beast within my soul released. They all will die.
(Clarification: London sorta has a mass murder mode. That's what he's in. And the whole thing of him geting sharper at night is true if it doesn't break the rules.)

[London The Wolf.]

(Oh holy shit.  you though I was killing the entire horde no no no this is a fragment of them. Jeez God no. London would die if I put him against that. I would make him die anyway... Shit I must have confused you all. London is not a bloody God... He would die to the whole horde. This is part of it I use swarm as a unit smaller then a horde but larger then a dozen.)

[Dubaku]

*Dubaku picks up a nearby hatchet and starts to continually slash at the lock holding the chains together* C'mon, break, dammit! *after one more,brutal swing, the lock finally breaks off* Jeez. *he pulls the door open to find the gunstore in a ransacked condition, the lighting is poor, a few lights are flickering* Of course... Whatever, hopefully there's ammo I can salvage. *he makes his way around the store, he finds a backpack* Okay, good, something to carry my ammo. *he opens it up to find two boxes of .45 caliber rounds* Word, but, the Uzi doesn't take 45's. Maybe I can find a- *he gasps at the sight of what he finds, a dead body, with their brains blown out, holding a Desert eagle* So, I'll just, uh... *he grabs the pistol off the corpse* Thanks. Now, I just need some extra mags... *he looks around to find no extra magazines for the desert eagle* Why do I even bother? *he cautiously enters the back of the store, and tries the light switch, it doesn't work* Well then. *he looks around and grabs a flashlight* Thank god I don't have to look for batteries. *he slowly makes his way around the back of the store, looking around for any walkers that may be lurking* 45's, 9mm's, and/or .22's, where they at, though? *he looks through the shelves, then finds a box of grenades* What the f---? Seriously? Well, these should come in handy. *he slips a few into his backpack and a couple more into his pockets* Jesus tap-dancing Christ, what do I gotta do to find the ammo I need? Dayum. *after around 20 minutes of searching, he finally finds the 9mm and .22 ammo he needs, and starts packing them into his bag* alright, I just need a few more magazines. Maybe I'll head down to the armory... Later, when it's actually light out. Imma just crash on the roof. *he heads back to the front of the store and finds the roof access door* Alright. *he heads up to the roof and grabs a seat on the ground* Man, shoulda brought a couch up here.

[Aconitum]

((Hey! I'm watchin y'all~ what the hell's goin on in here?! Hey London, could you pm me a full list of your character's abilities? I'd very much like to review them.))

[Aconitum]

((Oh! And you're not in trouble or nothing, I just wanna see how we can possibly modify some things to make things flow smoother))

[Aconitum]

((IMPORTANT!!: Scout will be joining with a new type of character with some pretty cool abilities. Don't get your undies in bunches, my pretties. Nothing is set in stone and nothing drastic will change beyond repair. I like the character and think it'll do well here; a fine addition to our zombie apocalypse!))

[Scout Brighton]

Izzi rounds the corner of the ally to find a dead end. She turns around to find the 4 or 5 walkers that had followed her in. She speaks, slightly winded, "Alright guys...I guess we'll have to...finish things up in a bit more...bumpier fashion..." The walkers just kept shambling towards her. She brought up her fists and readied as the first one closed the gap. He lunged forward with both arms. Izzi, with one quick motion threw her left arm under the walkers arms, pushing them upwards as she slid to the side of him, where she then used her right robotic arm to heavily smash the back of his neck, emitting a loud cracking sound. "One down!" She called as he smacked against the ground. She swung her right arm back around, potentially catching another walkers face with her elbow as she crushed it forcefully into one of the buildings adjacent to them. "That's two, who's next?" She said cockily. Just then, another grabbed her from behind. She yelped and quickly jabbed it in the ribs with her left elbow, following up by swinging her elbow once more across the walkers face, knocking him over. She sees the fourth in front of her, reaching out. Izzi quickly slashes upward with her right arm, gashing up the walkers chest before pulling a heavy left hook into it's muzzle causing it to spin before flopping on it's back. "Third is down for the count!" The walker that fell over was now standing again. Izzi turned towards it, the walkers back facing the ally exit. The walker started it's shuffling towards her when Izzi pulled her left arm back and held it. It started making a deep 'woooooo' sound as it started to vibrate slightly, the sound growing higher. She set her feet firm and looked the walker in it's dead, infected eyes. "Alright, dad...let's see if your many years of work pay off..." She said to herself before quickly thrusting her left arm forward, making a very forceful impact with the walkers stomach. A sonic blast is released on contact as the walker is sent flying out of the ally way and sliding to the middle of the road as it's chest collapses inside itself. Izzi walked out of the ally way just staring at her arm with her jaw dropped. Her paw on her robotic arm had a tiny flashing yellow light in the middle of the palm, and small plumes of steam seemed to be escaping between the metal. She looked up and then back down at her arm with a large smile. "Dad...you're a freakin' genius!!" Izzi said, clenching her fist. She looked around quickly to see if any others were near, alive or dead, before quickly running from the scene before more trouble showed.

[London The Wolf.]

(Well someone with a robotic arm seems a bit cheap but oh well. I'll live with it but if London unleashes the beast then sorry but it happened. Just so you know this "beast is the opposite to London. Where he won't kill other living if he can avoid it... The beast will kill everything. Dead or alive. But I can't wait to see how him and London react to eachother. At least when I can get him out of this swarm (( this is what happens when I don't look at the image and go by the name))

[Aconitum]

((I'm thinking about some things in terms of this "beast" and the arm for Izzi. I did say no powers and technically that would count as a power. Plus~ a robotic arm isn't too far fetched considering Izzi could be an inventor of some sort or knows an inventor that may have hooked her up with the arm. Still! Nothing is set in stone.))

[Scout Brighton]

((Her father was an advanced technician and she grew to become one too due to receiving the arm at an early age...plus I counter-balance the arm's abilities with the fact that she carries no weapons...her arm IS her weapon...))

[Aconitum]

((These are critical steps in the story development process, people!!))

[London The Wolf.]

(Trust me the beast is not anything more then a very very pissed off London who shrugs off bullets like there nothing that's about it)