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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 7:48 pm
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((Time Jump, a few hours later... Just go with it people nothing is going to be done at this exact moment))
Anoko's eyes fluttered open after a few hours of sleep. He felt cold and had a splitter headache from the night before, but he still pulled himself up. He saw blankets lying around and mentally slapped himself for not grabbing one before sleeping, because now he feels numb.
Zombies were gathering outside. Their numbers seemed to multiply over night. "Crap... it's going to be tough to get past those guys..." Anoko mumbled. He could looked out of the massive hole in the wall, seeing a music store about four houses over across the street. "Oh boy... I'll... um.... distract them for a bit, I'll meet you guys later, Ok?" Anoko said, checking his pistol and katana.
Before anyone could object to his idea, he leapt out of one of the windows and climbed to the roof of the next house. After climbing down, he sprinted across the street, making as much noise as he possibly could, and rushed into the music store closing the door behind him. The zombies fallowed him and gathered outside the store, pressing their faces against the glass and moaning and everything.
Anoko didn't really care about them, but he sorted through the music store and found some instruments and CDs and an Ipod in the dead cashier's body, god knows what killed him. He also found a two clarinets, a saxophone and best of all, A Violin. Quickly he sat down in front of the glass door, and played a song, to attract more attention and for his own personal enjoyment. "Those guys better move their asses..." Anoko mumbled as he played.
((Heres the song he's playing. He is playing this song))
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:09 pm
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 10:14 pm
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 6:03 am
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 1:31 pm
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 6:28 pm
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 6:28 pm
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The town was small, so the grocery store wasn't too hard to find. Zombies tended to stay away from these sorts of places. They didn't eat this kind of food...So they had no need to go there. Unless they smelled live flesh. That meant that they would have to get the supplies they needed fast.
"Follow me guys! Remember, grab anything you can carry, but don't over-encumber(sp?) yourselves. We need to move quickly. Once you're in, you have 10 minutes to grab what you want or need. Medicine is a biggie, be sure to grab as much as you can. Canned foods as well...ANOKO! GET OVER HERE AND RUN!" Ryli screamed, carrying her backpack and Harold as best she could, running through the hoard of zombies outside. She took one of her two pistols from her pocket and shot two of the zombies that were heading for Anoko, hitting them square in the back of the head and sending them to the ground, twitching.
She hadn't had a rush like this in a while. Ryli found herself laughing as she ran to a zombie, sliding in-between his legs and rolling to her feet on the opposite side. With one quick motion, the 4foot 6inch 13 year old grabbed the zombie from behind, slammed it to the ground, and locked it in an arm-bar. With a wicked grin, she pulled with all her strength, hearing a satisfying-yet-disgusting pop as she dislocated its shoulder and ripped the ligaments. The beast screamed. Ryli picked herself up and stood over-top of it, landing a 'fumikomi geri' (Stomp kick) right on the side of the screaming zombies skull. It went silent. She looked at the group behind her, both of zombies and survivors. And a monkey. Heh.
"What are you waiting for?! MOVE MOVE! Anoko!"
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 6:47 pm
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:37 pm
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"Screw this, I'm not waiting in the damn truck." Ryli snapped, jumping out of the back and running to the broken sliding doors. On the way she picked off three more of the zombies that were heading for Anoko. Grinning, she dashed inside. The first place she ran, of course, was to the little section of the store that sells hardware and such. She found a few blank CDs, and an extension coard, which she picked up promptly. She figured since they would probably be using the truck, she would grab the small protable generator that sat alone behind a checkout counter. A small cart sat lonely in the corner. She grabbed it. It quickly was filled. Painkillers, anti-inflamitories, sleeping pills, alergy medicine, fever reducers...All perscription from behind the pharmacy desk. Finally, she found what she had really wanted. In front of her was her favorite food. Something that made her feel like she knew the hunger that the zombies felt for brains. She walked to the shelf which held them, her eyes almost tearing from sheer joy.
Zebra Cakes.
Boxes of snack sized zebra cakes. Bags upon bags of huge single servings. She grabbed ten of them and shoved them in her bag. Three boxes of the snack sized as well. Grinning, she ran through the store on her way out, grabbing a crate of bottled water on the way, as well as a few cans of soup and a large luggage bag that had been left behind. There were a few shirts and pants in the bag, which she figured would come in handy.
After her 10 minutes were up, she pushed the cart to the back of the truck. Within seconds she loaded everything up, covered it with a blanket, and sat down overtop. She looked at the zombies surrounding Anoko and the other man, whose name she hadn't learned yet. Four shots. Four hits. For zombies down. Just run over here already you moron, she willed him. You can bring the damn violin if you want.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 12:57 am
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 2:49 am
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 5:53 am
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 12:53 pm
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 1:14 pm
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 3:35 pm
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