Factions, Families, Clans, and Empires
Myro is one who cannot be described in words. I could try, but it would be undesypherable. You should know that he tends to act silly/crazy at times, and at other times he is calm and sweet. His personality is a very complex one.
Dual Wield Shotguns, dual wield pistols, and a large machete.
He also has a supped up Go-kart, with a machine gun equipped to a controller that controls the Go-kart itself as well.
He also has a large backpack and some solar panels.
And final, he has a state of the art watch, complete with timer, GPS, and Tetris (because we all knew that was coming eventually)
He also has a variety of tools and junk in a tool bag.
He used to live to New York, his dad was a inventor/scientist. When the zombies attacked, they managed to escape the city using modified Go-Karts and some weapons they managed to obtain. However, recently his father was killed and now he is on his own. He learned a lot of things from him and hopes to be just as good.
I should be at the highway now...
Myro Blake drove up to the Mall, needing a brake from the highway. He left his machinegun on "shoot anything that moves", as he did not have to worry. It wouldnt shoot anything within 5 feet of his watch, or in that direction, any other zombie that came nearby would not be as lucky. He walked toward the entrance of the mall, looking for a way in.
Myro Blake looked at the bodies, and slightly wanted to gag, but he was used to it. However, he didn't trust the bodies to not have a zombie in it. He began to look around the sides for other ways in.
Myro Blake managed to find what he was looking for. A way in. He took out both Shotguns and proceeded to head toward the loading dock, heading inside. He opened the door in the loading dock into the main mall area. He looked as somewhere around 20 zombies faced him. "Oh Hell no" he noted as the zombies ran toward him. He aimed his shotguns and fired the first round, each gun taking out 3 zombies each since he hit the head. The other 14 began to get closer, running now. He backed up into a thin hallway, and the 14 piled in one after anothr to get in. He shot both Shotguns, killing 8 zombies, as they could only go in rows of 2 down the hall, and they were all close up so the shotgun shots would go strait through most of the zombies. The last 4 zombies rushed at a even faster speed. He droped the shotguns and took out his pistols, shooting each zombie in the head 2 times. "And thats how its done...." he ntoed, reloading the shotguns.