Post by alucarianlord on Oct 25, 2010 2:49:32 GMT -6
last post of the night should we wish to continue:
Anthony Lavettei
+a.k.a. Tony Sparks+
"Zombie aint nothing but another skull needs crackin"
+receiving a doubting look from the Irish fellow tony grinned and sett off at a jog out of the alley way. first zombie that turned his way he swung for the fences knocking the zombie sprawling to the ground, knocking over a few others on its way, using that precious time he made his way down the street in the opposite direction from the horde around the grocery store. dodging a few zombies up the street and knocking at least one of them over he made his way to a truck. smashing the window he opened the door from the inside, he found a half eaten body lying on the seat, apparently they'd used the other door. pulling the flannel wearing torso out of the truck he striped him of said flannel and began to rip it into strips. by this point the zombies were rising and a few had made their way over to him, taking the bat he proceeded to crack the skulls of the first two that had made their way to him. having a tough time pulling the spiked bat out of one zombie, another tried to grab him from behind, he flipped the zombie so that it's head landed on the door jam, he then proceeded to shut the door a few times until he had skull paste. pulling the now dead zombie out of the truck he got in pulling the parking break he guided the truck out into the road but still a ways from the grocery store. pulling the break again he does one last check of the interior. inside he finds a sawed off lever action shot gun and two boxes of ammo behind the main seat and a gallon container of gasoline+
"god bless fuckin red necks"
+taking the gas, he got out, and began to soak the back end of the truck. he then took the gun and shells and stuck them in his bag, taking the strips of flannel he made earlier, he stuck them in the gas tank with a little bit more gasoline. by this point he was about to draw a crowd so quickly he grabbed a spare brick and placed it under the tire. pulling the emergency break he made a dash for the nearest alley. it took him about ten minutes to get back to the store, but as soon as he did he lit the Molotov, and threw it into the middle of the zombies out front. as they began to scatter he made a break for the front door, with his new shot gun blasting all the way, hoping that those people inside would let him the fuck in before it was too late+
+a.k.a. Tony Sparks+
"Zombie aint nothing but another skull needs crackin"
+receiving a doubting look from the Irish fellow tony grinned and sett off at a jog out of the alley way. first zombie that turned his way he swung for the fences knocking the zombie sprawling to the ground, knocking over a few others on its way, using that precious time he made his way down the street in the opposite direction from the horde around the grocery store. dodging a few zombies up the street and knocking at least one of them over he made his way to a truck. smashing the window he opened the door from the inside, he found a half eaten body lying on the seat, apparently they'd used the other door. pulling the flannel wearing torso out of the truck he striped him of said flannel and began to rip it into strips. by this point the zombies were rising and a few had made their way over to him, taking the bat he proceeded to crack the skulls of the first two that had made their way to him. having a tough time pulling the spiked bat out of one zombie, another tried to grab him from behind, he flipped the zombie so that it's head landed on the door jam, he then proceeded to shut the door a few times until he had skull paste. pulling the now dead zombie out of the truck he got in pulling the parking break he guided the truck out into the road but still a ways from the grocery store. pulling the break again he does one last check of the interior. inside he finds a sawed off lever action shot gun and two boxes of ammo behind the main seat and a gallon container of gasoline+
"god bless fuckin red necks"
+taking the gas, he got out, and began to soak the back end of the truck. he then took the gun and shells and stuck them in his bag, taking the strips of flannel he made earlier, he stuck them in the gas tank with a little bit more gasoline. by this point he was about to draw a crowd so quickly he grabbed a spare brick and placed it under the tire. pulling the emergency break he made a dash for the nearest alley. it took him about ten minutes to get back to the store, but as soon as he did he lit the Molotov, and threw it into the middle of the zombies out front. as they began to scatter he made a break for the front door, with his new shot gun blasting all the way, hoping that those people inside would let him the fuck in before it was too late+