Zombie Apocalypse Squad (Cancelled !)

[HillDragon]

(night)

 

[Clirck]

*sneaks out of shed with silenced pistols*
*sees a zombie horde in a distance*
*runs to a bearby van*
*rides the van to shed*
*SIGNAL*
Everyone get in! Throw everything you need to the back !!! Medic let's drag the bodies to van !

 

[Shapsters]

Dis is a very bad idea!

*starts pulling the patients into the van*

We had betta hurry up!

 

[HillDragon]

[lonely in Norway (working title ]

I'll join this shait right now!

First of all i am not the best weapon guy, i've never used firearms (except BB guns) although i do know how to fight with a battle axe (no joking) and i know loads about how to survive in wilderness. And i'm also studying to become an engineer so i may help out there. I'm also a very good Heavy Metal singer, so i can keep moral up during fights with my battle songs (manowar anyone?).

Guess my codename should be: The Bard and i'll be.... An Axewielding, engineering, singing Viking! (or Berserkerbard for short)

Currently in Norway so i'll have to find some cool way to get in the story. Maybe you guys can escape over here? (Tall mountains and cold weather= very few zombies and easily defensive terrain)

I'r a Lumber Jack; Big Tom they call me, A mountain man. at one time framed for the murder of the sheriff's wife (not gonna say how I got out of that one =| ) now chilling in a shanty in the mountains, unawares of teh zombies.

 

[Clirck]

If we keep driving along this road we'll end up in LA for morning.
*helps Shap*
Don't forget the food.
*throws Wal-Mart stuff into van*
Everyone ready ?

 

[One Seven One]

(starts firing at zombies)

(due to the silencer it doesn't alert some of the other zombies)

hey doc! i left a gun for you in the front seat

(fires at a zombie wandering around the van)

edit: ready!

 

[Clirck]

*jumps to drivers*
Let's rock and roll !
*shoots zombies while performing a pefect backward one eighty*
Hope no one was left behind.

 

[Shapsters]

*picks up pistol*

Hhmm I should be able to use zis! Lets go ya!

 

[SamuelT]

*Wakes up in the back of the van*

Wuh....? How did we get here...?

Oy! Where's my shotgun!?

 

[Clirck]

[time lapse sequence]

Narrator:
So our survivors were heading to Los Angeles, to find out what has happened in that megacity.

Survivors:
Portal Maniac - unkonown
Samuel_of_Saruan - alive
Clirck - alive
ZapperX - alive
gamekid171 - aive
somelameshite - unconcius
Shapster - alive
Letsrock456 - alive

[/time lapse sequence]

*few miles from LA*
Almost there, how is everybody ?

 

[ZapperX]

I'm up, Portal's in the trunk. *Loads M16* Whats going down in LA?

 

[Clirck]

Seems quiet, thats odd.
Millions lived here before, where are all the zombies ?
*no zombies to be seen*
We should establish a temporary HQ to scavange in the city.

 

[ZapperX]

I've got a bad feeling about an empty LA...

Lets try to find something like a food store.

 

[One Seven One]

(starts looking through scope on pistol)
seems quite so far
wait!
(sees a shadow running past a window in a house)
look!

 

[SamuelT]

Dude...food store? Rotting food equals strong smells, and strong impulses are the only thing a zombie reacts to.

I say we find something like a hotel or something. A multiple story building. Gives us a bit of retreating room.

 

[ZapperX]

No food equals we all starve, but a hotel is acceptable. We can just make food runs. Anyone know any nice hotels?

*Looks where Kid was.*

What did you see?

 

[SamuelT]

Ah, well...starving would be uncomfortable...

*looks out window*

I don't know if that's a hotel, but it's high enough, no?

*Points towards high building with no bodies, but several scorch-marks*

 

[Clirck]

I think that does the job.

*turns towards the high building*

We secure the building, at least top floors and establish a hideout.

 

[One Seven One]

*Looks where Kid was.*

What did you see?

i saw a shadow, in the hotel
i have a really bad feeling about this place

 

[SamuelT]

Wait...actually IN the hotel?

Bugger...perhaps we should stay clear of the city people, I'm getting a wee bit nervous.