Zombie Apocalypse Squad II [Closed]
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Looks good Chris!
While Andrew and Flo had their 'confrontation', Jason picked up the parts he had acquired and brought them to his garage. He exposed the van's engine, replaced some of the missing parts, and made sure everything was in working order. Then he slid underneath the van and carefully removed the gas tank that was riddled with the blasted holes. Jason propped the new tank in position and hook it up.
Jason pulled himself out from under the metal frame and wiped his hands off on his rag. Then he brought the hose connected to the gas supply and filled it up. While he waited, he went over to the secret compartment in the cabinet and took the orb. Since there was no way to properly charge up the battery, this would have to do. Jason placed the orb on the battery, and a bright flash of blue light filled the garage and spilled out into the town for several second. Before everyone could check in on him, he stuffed the orb into his pocket.
Okay for a long time I haven't got near a computer to update or anything but now I'll join the race. Also nice work Chris.
Name: Dambudzo Okoro
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Appearance: Tall fairly muscular black man with scarred left hand.
History: Sierra Leone, country torn apart by civil war for power and diamonds. Dambudzo was one of the many soldiers that fought for the power killing the rebels and the innocent. When the infection spread Dambudzo was long gone from Sierra Leone as the civil war ended long before. He worked as a fisherman in Morocco earning a honest living and not fighting.
Skill: Handling a assault rifle, living in extreme conditions and fishing.
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Appearance: Tall fairly muscular black man with scarred left hand.
History: Sierra Leone, country torn apart by civil war for power and diamonds. Dambudzo was one of the many soldiers that fought for the power killing the rebels and the innocent. When the infection spread Dambudzo was long gone from Sierra Leone as the civil war ended long before. He worked as a fisherman in Morocco earning a honest living and not fighting.
Skill: Handling a assault rifle, living in extreme conditions and fishing.
Dama pushed as hard as he could and sent the beast down the other side of the hill. After taking a second to breath he looked up and thats when he noticed it. A horde so massive it looked like a black wave washing over the land.
"Robbie i think its time he leave now!" Dama started running back to town.
"Robbie i think its time he leave now!" Dama started running back to town.
Alfie lazily dragged Andrew over to a nearby wall, and propped him up against it. The man's head flopped onto his shoulder, as a small amount of blood trickled out of his mouth.
"Urgh, mank. He dribbled on me."
"That's blood, Alf.", Derrick laughed.
"Oh, that's alright then. Just as long as its not spit."
"Urgh, mank. He dribbled on me."
"That's blood, Alf.", Derrick laughed.
"Oh, that's alright then. Just as long as its not spit."
Since the outbreak Dambudzo was living in his fishing boat floating few miles from coast of Morocco. When he needed a supplies he made trips to villages on the coast and fought small zombie groups. The waiting and living alone on a boat for to years turned him crazy and he gave up waiting. He knew that the best source of supplies would be Europe. So he wind up his boat for the last ride towards Europe.
"The Straight of Gibraltar is the shortest way to Europe." said Dambudzo.
"The Straight of Gibraltar is the shortest way to Europe." said Dambudzo.
Alfie, ignoring the screams, slapped the unconcious man on the face a couple of times.
"Eh, you didn't hit him that hard. You didn't even loosen his teeth. He'll just have a bit of a bruise."
Derrick and Flo were looking over the hills at the apparent oncomming invasion.
"Alf?", Derrick whispered.
"Don't worry, I've got a plan."
Alfie ripped the rather large RPG-7 he'd been carrying around with him from behind his back, and quickly loaded it.
"Where am I meant to be aiming?"
"Eh, you didn't hit him that hard. You didn't even loosen his teeth. He'll just have a bit of a bruise."
Derrick and Flo were looking over the hills at the apparent oncomming invasion.
"Alf?", Derrick whispered.
"Don't worry, I've got a plan."
Alfie ripped the rather large RPG-7 he'd been carrying around with him from behind his back, and quickly loaded it.
"Where am I meant to be aiming?"
After days of sailing Dambudzo finally reached Spain. As he hasn't seen nobody normal for over a year he was afraid of not making difference of a zombie and survivor. He docked his boat to a small port, it was strangley quiet and peaceful. The port had been staying untouched since the outbreak and it provided more supplies for him.
As he looked throuh the port his was too curios to left and he look whats up the road. Walking slowly along the road aiming everything that got his attention he reaced a big villa.
As he looked throuh the port his was too curios to left and he look whats up the road. Walking slowly along the road aiming everything that got his attention he reaced a big villa.