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[some_weirdGuy]

Kelvin tested his leg, his hip felt sore, he limped over to the girl, dean was picking her up
"i would help, but i don't think id be able to life anything much right now" he gently rubbed his leg, it hurt to touch, but he could still walk around without to much pain...
"well... Mr bear... wheres you pick-a-nick basket?" he nervously laughed, sure it wasn't very funny, but Kelvin was feeling a bit numb, and he was trying to ease the fear

suddenly a groan was hear, and 3 shambles came out from the bushes, they had been mauled horribly, and had obviously been victims of the bear
"Ah!" kelvin pulled out his pistol, shooting one in the leg, the other also fired, and the shamblers soon were killed... but that wasn't all.
suddenly 2 sprinters, and 4 more shmablers came out from the bushes, folowed by two more shamblers
"Lets get out of here! the infected people have found us..." with this kelvin started limping away, shooting over his back at the sprinters, silva and dean also fired....



The Infected were moving in...

[war_angel]

"For fucks sake, can't you guys leave us be for a bit?!"
Silva decided to keep his shotgun ammo for the bigger targets, he pulled out his 9mm quite reluctantly, and began carefully placing headshots while moving backwards. He saw Dean struggling witht the girl, "Here mate give her ere'" he geustured at the girl with his arms out, Dean looked down at her, and looked up again, though he seemed quite reluctant, it was obvious the weight was alot for his injured body. Silva holstered his pistol and grabbed the girl, he ran carefully through the forest, making sure he didn't fall. He got into the clearing where the rest of the group were, "Is there a doctor in the house?" he shouted, as he laid the girl down on the floor. Dean and Kelvin came through the bushes behind him. From behind them came another person, Silva span round, instantly drawing his pistol ready to kill the infected, as he pulled up his pistol, he realised, that it wasn't an infected, it was one of the kids they had lost earlier, close he thought to himself, as he holstered his pistol and looked back to the girl.

((is anyone actually some sort of doctor or not?))

[Pastinator]

"Hey, I'm no doctor, but i did a little first aid training" said Jamie. "it won't help her for long, but will at least keep her breathing. If we can get to a secure place I can use some of the supplies, antiseptic and whatnot I have in my rucksack. By the way, do we have transport? Only i've just got my bike, and that sure won't do with all the shit you've stirred up here!"

[war_angel]

"ok that will have to do for now," he stepped out of the way so the kid could get to her,
"Alright, now i know i'm not the leader or anything, put i think we should saddle up and get the fuck outta' here!" Silva said loud enough for the whole group to here,
"How long will that trailer thing take to finish?"

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

Dean retreated back to the camp, continuing to shoot one-handed at the infected dragging their way towards them. As he reached the ring of trucks, he aimed a shot for the eyes of another creature, and pulled the trigger. He heard only a click. His mouth widened in horror as the monster lunged clumsily towards him, its mouth growing into a gaping maw. Time seemed to slow as it travelled through the air, saliva and blood dripping from it's rotting lips.
A bang. A spray of blood. The creature slammed lifelessly into the ground as Carl moved forward and dropped to one knee, assault rifle raised to his shoulder.
"Get back, friend." he said, calm emanating from his every movement. He seemed strangely serene in the midst of all this violence and death. "Get someone to see to that wrist." he ordered, swinging sharply round and dropping another creature with a single shot. Dean scrambled to his feet, and obeyed without question, disappearing into the darkness prevalent in the makeshift camp.
Carl felt strange. As he knelt on the damp, cold earth, and loosed deadly accurate shots into the gradually approaching masses, he felt as if all the living dead on the planet could not stop him. It was like being a God among men, he reflected. The shambling morons never really stood a chance against the man who finally, after so many years of searching, seemed to have found his place in the world.
'Protector of the Innocent,' he thought to himself, 'Defender of the Weak.' He smiled grimly as the cordite tang from his igniting barrel filled the air around him, and another infected fell dead. 'Thou shalt not kill...'

[southsidediablo]

John looked at the girl, "Check to make sure she hasn't been bitten. If she has, you know what needs to be done." John looked at his canteen. He was starting to run dry, and that wasn't good. "I agree with that guy, once the trailer is done, we need to leave."

[some_weirdGuy]

Kelvin was relieved to see that they had found the kid again, he had felt so horrible about leaving him behind
"wow Jamie, its good that you aren't dead. I feel so bad about not realising you weren't in the others cars.. i fell i am to blame"
he looked down as they helped the girl, he would have knelt down to help, but it would have hurt to much. He sat on one of the cars bonnets, shots fired at the infected, but kelvin was sure the rest would take care of it... for some reason a calm fell over him, and he pulled boo from his pocket into his hand
"Hey little buddy, we're doing okay" the rodent just looked at him, then peeked over towards the other who were shooting, it obviously didn't like the noise of all this gun fire...

[Pastinator]

Jamie finished patching up the girl, the other men seeming to continue defending against the undead, the cars formed in a defensive ring about them. The tide of flesh was quite low, but it was slowly increasing in flow, and Jamie started to get worried.
"Hey, you! Uh, mechanic guy? What's your name again? I really think we should get moving!"

[Paladin58]

"I know, the axles seem a little red yet, but they should be fine. As long as we can avoid any large bumps and infected, she'll hold together. Now, someone help me tie the chassis to the truck's trailer hitch," Titus answered, while pulling some rope from the VW, and looping it around some exposed chassis strut on the little foreign van. He then placed a makeshift tie-off point on the truck's trailer hitch, and locked it in place with a heavy piece of transmission from the van.

"Okay, we need this looped around several times, I'm going to say three or four. And, she'll be ready to go. Just hold those things off."

[Cheshire Fox]

Darkman happily obliged. He swung the shotgun around as a noise came from the bushes. A shambler, closely followed by a deer stumbled out. A spray of buckshot hit the exhuman in the head. Two shells worth of metal balls struck the deer, tearing it's skull to pieces.

The creatures continued out of the brush towards the sound of the battle, human and animal alike.

Edited by Cheshire Fox, 08 February 2008 - 12:59 AM.

[some_weirdGuy]

Kelvin was firing into the infected that were begging to surround them
"Gesh, its like everybody and their dog... or in this case bear, or wolf or deer, are out to get us..."
he fired some more, hitting some shamblers in the head, 1, 2, 3 went down.
"we should really hurry along people...." said Kelvin, noting the figures in the bush surrounding their camp

[Pastinator]

Jamie, ever the coward, leaped on the opportunity to be away from the fray. Running over to Titus he obliged his instructions, terrified from the gunshots and unerthly screams behind him.
"Is that alright Titus?"

[war_angel]

"Fuck this! uys get this shit done! if im not back in time go without me! don't worry i'll be fine!"
Silva swung his shotgun from his back, and grabbed a piece of metal from the ground, he ran straight into the infected, and through to the forest.
The infected, obviously attracted to the meal runnign through them began to follow,
"Come on you fuckers, you want some?!"
This should take some pressure off of the group for a while, he would make it, he hoped, he worked better on his own anyway.

((Don't mind if i die, but who knows, maybe i'll survive, if i die, i'll just make a new character later!))

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

((Dude, you don't hang about getting yourself in trouble do you? You have been rolled for, so, post when you're ready. Everyone else, do carry on ))

As Dean strapped a makeshift wooden cast to his wrist he found himself amazed by how calm everyone seemed to be. In the midst of a bloody firefight, Titus was stood there fiddling with an engine, Silva had just run off into the woods by himself, screaming obscenities over the roar of his shotgun, and everyone else seemed to just be hanging around blowing ex-people's heads off as if it were a perfectly normal situation. Even the slow-tempered Carl seemed to be getting into the swing of things in this group.
Shaking his head in bewilderment, he moved over to Helena and looked down at her worriedly. She hadn't been bitten as far as he could tell but she was still unconscious, and had lost a lot of blood. God only knew why the bear had dragged her off rather than just eating her, but for that at least Dean was thankful.
But little did he know, God had little to do with it...

[Copaman]

"Hold them off? Hahaha, I'll push em' back!!"

Ryn clicked on the red-dot sight on his MP7, and spun around a few times. "Frothy Mouth? Clean it up, with NATO WHITE!!" The semi-auto, NATO-sized rounds flew through the air and began to impact the infected... whatevers. Ryn looked a little closer at what was happening to the infecteds after his rounds were hitting, and then came to a realization: Yuri's illegally shipped rounds are, in fact, illegal themselves! Hollow-pointed! Instead of blowing skulls and what clean off, these were doing much, much more violent damage to the infected.

A deer here, a wolf there, a fox in the bush, some straight-up shamblers, the list kept going and Ryn kept firing. His current magazine clicked empty, and so he took the reload time to ask Titus, "How's it coming back there? I can't keep shooting forever!"

[Paladin58]

"And... ERGH!... We're done! Everyone, get on the Anti-Zombie Express!" said Titus, struggling to pull the rope around and tie it off a fourth time. As he turned, an infected tried to jump him. Bad for the sprinter, Titus had a flare, freshly lit, ready to burn a hole straight through something. The sprinter shrieked, possibly with pain, as its scrawny body got clotheslined by the business end of the flare, with a smell of burning flesh permeating the air around Titus.

[Pastinator]

Jamie Climbed atop of the van, his legs dangling through the sunroof. This gave him maximum maneuverability, with three hundred and sixty degree vision. It also meant that there were sheets of metal between him and grasping hands. Setting up his tripod he squeezed out .22 after .22 at the assembling hordes. Slowly, one by one, his shots hit skulls, some not powerful to enter the cranial cavity, where many others penetrated the cortex, and ricocheted inside, turning brain matter into a grey pulp. His shooting did not do much to thin out the crowd, but with at least three times as much ammunition as all the others, due to the size of his rounds, Jamie was barely dipping into his supplies, and was helping to stop future assailants of the group reaching them.

"Come on guys! Get in the vehicles! We need to move now!"

Edited by Pastinator, 09 February 2008 - 09:58 PM.

[southsidediablo]

"About time! We can't wait for Silva, we'll have to come back." John emptied his current magazine in his M-16 and got into the truck. He started it up and waited for everyone to jump aboard before slamming on the gas and driving off.

[Paladin58]

"Dammit, Silva, get back to the convoy!" yelled Titus, pushing his larynx to the limit. He slung his shotgun off his back, and retreated towards the truck, choosing shotgun over the driver's seat so he could help keep infected from jumping the flanks.

[some_weirdGuy]

Kelvin jumped into the jeep, the others were all finding spots, Kelvin saw dean putting the girl in the back of one of the cars...