The Zombie survivalists discussion

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John cleaned his AA12 of blood. He pulled out his two glock 8s. He aimed it at a stumbling zombie and blasted him in the forehead.

He looked up and saw Kyle's charrie. He aimed his pistols at him.


(Name:John
Age:21
Gender:M
apperance: A commando, http://www.pollsb.com/photos/o/254462...
weapons: 2 glock8s, an AA12, rocket laucher, handgrenades, smoke screen, flash bang and more.
Other: A famous commando at age 18 in the corps.
Troop (If in military and put branch) 1, Army
Family: Brandon

Name: Brandon
Age: 24
Gender: M
Apperance: http://www.warshipsifr.com/media/echo...

Wepons: Two magnums, AA12, hand grenades, mines, and more.
Troop: Alpha
Other: Every Marine knows his name.

Family: John)

Brandon saw (Kyles charrie) and snuck around the tent and pulled out his survival knife. "Soldier, what is your name, age, and troop? If you run my brother will shoot you or I will stab the back you your head!"

"My name is Max otherwise known as Major Max or you can call me your boss whatever floats your boat Im 35 and i dont give a crap if you know im lying. and im in Alpha troop im a sharp shooter and deadly with a pistol,knife,and any other type of weapon. Now did i make myself clear son!

John put down his automatic shotgun. "Thank God, there are more and more of those bastards."

(sure, sorry Tv addicting.)

Brandon turned and saw Ginny. He called out, "You ok"? as he shot a random zombie.

Brandon walked to her with his gun still around his back. "Were are you from"?

(on some island)
"France" he said in a french accent.

"I hid my accent coming here. Those racists gave the zombie potion to the French. Now look at this. We can't get off this rock and the government still hasn't desided what to do@"

"Well I guess I'll show you probly the only bunker on this damn island that's not zombie infested."

Name: Jean
Age: 5
appearance: (May I put a photo? If so,)http://media.photobucket.com/image/ni...
weapons: None
Other: Has a pet dog named Nina that follows her everywhere

Brandon led her to the buunker. John was talking to Max and he saw Ginny. John walked to her, "Well welcome to the shack".

Jean's screams were so loud she wouldn't be suprised if France heard it. Infront of her was a large horde of creatures she had never heard of, their skin rotting and their eyes lusting for food.

Brandon ran over and shot his AA12. "Get in the bunker"!

John heard the screaming and pulled out his magnums and shot feaverushley into the horde.

Jean screamed even louder, throwing her hands over her ears to try and block out the louding popping sound of the gun. Her head pounded everytime the gun shot off. Her tears drenched her face as teh gunshots fired.

He ran into the croud firing, reloading, untill a zombie shot up and scrached off his shirt (scraches can not spread desease) Brandon blasted with his auto shotgun and John got back up firing untill the croud was gone. John collasped from exaustion. Brandon on the other hand walked to the bunker.

John looked up,"The cut burns"!

Jean's tears flowed continueosly as she looked at John. "Uh!" She pointed to John in worry.

"Just scrached, it can't spread desease, but it burns!"

Jean's head shook in worry, but she managed some words. "Nina! Nina is gone!" She sobbed.

Brandon walked to John. All the grass from a foot away from him was stained in blood.

John passed out from loss of blood. Brandon lifted him up and totted him and dropped him on a bed and startedlooking for a medipack.

"My doggy! I let her out and then all these mean people came..." she sobbed.

Brandon started cleaning the wound and when it was cleaned and sealed he walked to them both, "I'm ganna find survivers, the Lord knows we do. How bout we go together, Ginny"? He stood and walked camly over the bodies of the zombies to the city.

Jean chased after her. "Nina! NINA!" She screamed in her little girl voice. "My house is on the street with the pretty flower ladies store. She gives me free flowers some time!" She said, hoping it might help.

Jean shook her head. "No she gave Nina a doggy treat once!" She smiled proudly.

Brandon shrugged and found a glock8, a rare auto pistol, he put it on his belt and continued walking. He kicked down a door. "Jeezus"! There was a group of people sitting in a huddle and the woman looked like Jean.

among them was a dog.

John sturred in his sleep and began sweating.

The women looked up in fear, nursing a mans hand which held a large bite mark. "Oh my God, are you the police? We need help! This crazy man burst into our house and now I can't find our daughter!" A girl around Brandons age nodded in fear.

Jean ignored Ginny as she threw herself at her mother. "Mommy! Mommy I was so scared!" She sobbed, then looked around the area. "Why is Mr.Flowerman got a bite on him? Did something happen?" She asked fearfully as Nina, a border collie, made her way up to Jean and snuggled into her. Jean's sister sighed in relief.

"that man is going to be a zombie in less than 48 hrs. Your daughter can be found if you all follow Ginny" gesturing to her.

Jean spoke up first. "That's Mr.Flowerman! He works for the fower lady!" She announced, holding Nina close to her.

" you know all those bad guys, they bit him. He will become one of them soon. I will take Mr.Flowerman to the doctor. You won't recodnize him after he goes to the doctor."

Jean looked at her mom in wonder. She shook her head. "I don't know where she went. Kyle (Flowerman) went out looking for her but then some crazy homeless guy bite him!" She said in fear. She then turned to Brandon. "Who is them? You don't look like the police." She said.

"To tell you the truth, I'm the special police that patrol the bad guys."

John woke. He took off his shirt, it burned the cut. He walked to the second story of the 'shack' and sat with the mounted machine gun.

Jean's mother shook her head. "Who is them? Why is everything going crazy?" She begged, looking at Kyle and his canniblized hand.

Jean's sister shook her head, holding back tears.

Jean turned to her sister. "Alex! Alex it's okay, see these nice people heled me!"

Jean's mother grabbed her children and pulled them back when Brandon returned. "What did you do? Where is Kyle?" She said, putting herself infront of the children.

Alex's eyes widened when she saw his gun. "You monster! Your not the police!" Nina the dog snarled at the scent of blood.

John radioed into Brnadon, "What's going on down there"? Brandon just pressed the tracking button. John picked up his AA12 and ran into the door. he saw the sene, and also a girl about his age, a mother and a soon-to-be zombie. He put down his gun.

Brandon shrugged and left now that John, his more attractive brother was here. He could sort things out.,

Jean's mother pushed Nina back with her leg. "No, I think I understand." she said, turning to Alex. "Alex, get the phone. Call the police, they should know what to do with these freaks." She turned to Ginny. "I don't care if you saved my daughter, you guys are monsters!"

Jean shook her head in worry at Alex pulled out her phone and dialed, and after a few seconds her eyes widened. "They aren't picking up."

John forgot that he wasn't wearing a shirt asked the girl about his age ,not Ginny, "What happened"?

Brandon walked back to the bunker and poured him some OJ.

(Same lol) Alex trembled. "We were watching tv, when Kyle came to the door with a bite on his head. Our power went out and then we realized Jean was still at her babysitters." She managed to say without crying. "Then you freaks showed up!"

Alex shook her head in fear. "The girl down the street, I can't remember her name, Courtney?" she said, unsure. "We already called her house and no one picked up."

Jean's mother shook her head. "Stop answering questions! They're killers! They killed Kyle!" She grabbed her lamp, ready for a fight. "I won't let you touch my children."

Alex took her turn to speak. "Anymore? ANYMORE?! Why did you kill Kyle!" She screamed in anger, but most fear.

Jean's mother shook in fear. "And what is an infected?" She screamed.

Nina barked and Jean pointed out the window. "Look! More visitors!" She cried, pointing at several zombies.

Alex pulled her sister away from the window, holding her fists up. "Thank God I joined Kendo." She said worried. Jean clutched Nina close.

Althouogh Jean's mother seemed a little unsatisfied. "Your kidding right? There is no such thing as zombies! Is this some prank?"

Jean's mother shook. "It's a joke, a joke, just some prank show..." She whispered to herself, dropping to her knee's, while Jean patted her back. "Mommy, mommy it's okay!"