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 Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 9:40 am
since i dont know many of the characters names...cause i havent seen the movie in a long time we can just have random pple instead..
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let the next post start the rp!!
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 9:20 am
The morning sun hovers over the forgoten city. The dead roam the streets. so called noraml people are stuck in homes, with little or not food, water it also hard to came by. I have been sitting here waiting for something to happen. I do not think I can wait here much longer. I will start my jounry soon. Need to prepare.
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 6:26 am
As I pack I can here the popping of guns and the screams of the people that do not stay hidden. Me I just going to keep my head down and hold strong. After all the more nosie you make the eaiser it is for the "things" to find you. And if you run into one, kill it with out makin gany noise. Noise can be your worst nightmare.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 6:47 am
Well I am ready to go, have eouogh food and water for seven days. I have to leave my trusty chainsaw behind, I ran out of gas a few days ago. only have a box of rounds, but that is the least of my worries. My sward and knife are sharp. Needs to stay in the shadows and out of site. there is no time, need to move.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 2:08 pm
Profile:
Name: Stu Moore
Age: 20
Sex: Male
height: 6 foot 4 inches
Brown hair and eyes
family: None (all killed by zombie attacks)
I have been collecting swords ever since my 16th birthday. I keep a 48" long sword strapped to my back, a two hand Falchion at my left and a Blackened rapier on my right. I keep a bar mace attatched to the back of my belt. I am wareing two steel Vambraces on each forearm. I also carry a satchal to carry my food and bottles of water.
I have seen my parents ripped limb from limb and I am the one who had to put them down. So much blood...I go to the local quick mart and take what I need for several days. I head out to find some answers.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 7:02 am
As I open the back door, I can smell Death in the air. The thick putrid smell, I look at my hands, they are beat up and tired. My 6'4" frame is has been beaten and bruise. I need to head to the gun store. I know, no I am hopeful that I can at least fine what I need there.
"Frank, what the hell are you doing? Do you think you are going to make it, or for that matter find anyone? I really have to stop talking to myself."
As I approach the gate, it creaked open I only hope nothing heard it.
"I only hope I am not the only person out here. I really need someone to help me get through this.” Again with the talking to myself.
Well thank god the moon is covered, time to get the hell out of here.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 12:45 pm
As I start to walk down the ally, the first mistake was that I did not bring a flash light, which was very stupid of me. The second is that I went the wrong way, and went straight in the middle of the street and right under a light.
"Son of a b***h, what are the odds of me not looking where I was going? s**t better move quick."
But before I could take my first step, from across the way, I hear the low moan and the dragging sound that is know to terrify people, myself included. I was hoping it would not come to this, screw it, RUN!
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 11:33 pm
While walking down one of the many streets. I see someone walk into the middle of the street, under a lamp. He flinches and runs off. From the far side of the street I see a single creature. I silently crouch and pull out my bar mace. As the zombie is attempting to follow the runner, I walk up behind it, raise my bludgen and strike. It makes a sound like a rotten melon being smashed. The smell is sickeningly sweet. I make sure it wont rise again, then I quickly follow in the direction of the runner.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 6:10 am
After running for a block, I think to myslef, "what am I doing, it is only one thing I can take it out quick".
So I pull put my sword and spin around as fast as I could, I see that the zombie has been killed and there is this person chasing me. I hold my sword up and ask "Who are you and what do you want?"
And as always prepare or the worse.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 9:23 am
I slowly walk towards him and about 6 feet away I say, "I'm not infected. My name is stu. Whats yours?"
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 2:42 pm
"I am Frank, and right now that is all you need to know. Thanks for killing that thing but I got some bad news, there are ten more coming behind you right now."
Frank holds his sword up and waits for the fight to begin.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 8:03 pm
I look behind me to see for myself, quickly reattarch my bar mace and reach for the long sword at my back. As I was standing there worrying about the person in front of me I didn't notice the horde of freaks behind me. the closest was about 4 feet away. I wait a few seconds before I draw my blade and with the resulting force of my turn bring my blade diagonally down, severing the head and arm from the body.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 1:20 pm
Frank already having his sword out, move next Stu. “Wow it has been a long time since I got to fight these things with someone. Glad to have you here."
Frank lifts his sword and cuts through on of the freak head; it falls to the ground and the smell of rotting death sprays all over the ground. As another one approaches, his sticks his sword in between its legs and makes an upward swing, causing it to split in two right down the middle. And the other remaining "things" keep coming closer and that dread full moan can be heard.
"We had better get rid of things quick. That moan can cause more to come. Plus I do not want to be here in the middle of the street fighting things off. How far is the gun shop from here? I say we make way for that after this."
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 1:49 pm
"I think it is two or three blocks behind us." I say as I bring my sword back up to cut off the arm of an undead chearleader, and with a downward swing half of the head 'plops' to the ground.
I quikly step back resheith my long sword and take my falchion off my left side and do a horizontal sweep that takes two flesheaters heads off. scream
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 9:09 am
"Well if we stay here and fight we may get in more trouble then we barging for." As Frank swings his sword cutting the top of a things head off and the brains start to come out. "I just do not want to take on any more of these "things". I mean my blade is getting dull with each cut. “Another creature goes to grad Frank and he spins around cutting off the hand at the wrist and then he hits the neck, the blade gets stuck and the head does not fall off. The thing take a step back looked stunned, well as stunned as one can with a sword stick out of your neck. “I should have sharpened this before I began. I knew this was going to be a rough trip." With a quick rip I stick my knife in the zombie eye and swish it around, the thing falls to the ground. I pull my sword out of its neck and get ready for the next attack.
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