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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 5:10 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 10:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 10:33 am
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((sorry, I think it's my turn)) Following the directions given to him, Carlton ran to where it was supposed to be, and sure enough found it. Busting open the door, in the hopes that zombies inside would rush out, making them easier to kill. As two ran out, he quickly put them out, and he walked into the gas station. It was dark, but he was able to find a light switch. Sadly, only one worked now, but it was enough for him to see where a gas container was, and by the looks of it, a very nice pipe. Carlton took the pipe, and felt its weight, and finally deciding it was a good club. Walking back out with the gas container, he tried out the each of his gas pumps. Half of them had nothing in them, but two of them were putting out a few gallons of it. Smiling, Carlton filled the canteen, and stated to go back, when something got to him. It was the lack of zombies; sure they killed a large amount at the motel, but even the smaller cities had more undead. walking, back, his hunch was shown, as he walked into a large alleyway, and was surrounded on both sides by zombies. In total, he counted at least 20 on his front and back, but more were coming. Clutching the gas to his side, he brought his gun up, removed the silencer, and began to shoot away at the horde closing in on him, hoping that the sound would alert the others.
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 11:00 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 2:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 3:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 6:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 4:39 am
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"Go, go, go, go!" Seth yelled. One zombie leaped an extraordinary height and came down behind Carlton. Seth put the AK onto his back and ran after Carlton, machete in hand. Right as the infected leaped at Carlton, Seth slashed the body in half, walking corpse collapsing to the floor. Seth switched to his Desert Eagles and started running backwards. Shot, after shot, after shot, after shot, they kept on coming. "Explosive, comin' up." Seth threw a grenade and chucked it into the middle of the horde. Just as three zombies were to overwhelm him, the grenade exploded and dispersed the zombies into a halo of corpses.
"Make sure to destroy their brains. That's where the infection is." Seth said as he crushed a skull under his boot.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 6:19 pm
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Carlton was too frantic to reply to anyone who was talking to him. As he neared the car, he glimpsed back to see seth and justin attacking them, and the cyborg shooting them. Clubbing a zombie in the face, Carlton got in the car, safely storing the hard earned gas. "Retreat!" He yelled, as he pulled out his desert eagle, and shot at the zombies, to hopefully clear an open path. He was not going to let another team mate die just yet. With haste he got into the car, and started up the engine. To his dismay, the car wouldn't turn ******** IT!" He yelled. they were going to have to retreat to the gun shop, and fast, if they planned to fight the horde off, and repair the car.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 3:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 7:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 7:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 4:05 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 11:42 am
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