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Default Location for Realistic Zombie Survival
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2013 America is a part of 
Realistic Zombie Survival.
6 Characters Here
John Alex [58] See Character sheet
Grace Clements [57]
Adion Volf [57]
Game Master [8] Puts our survivors in situations.
Rowen Chanclor [1] Zombies? Well shit...
Bradley Link [0] 16 year old kid who just woke up in a hospital after a coma
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"So, we go to the lab then?" Adion asked John. He couldn't tell how much pull Grace had in John's head, but Adion was certain the lab was the best idea. Period.
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John: Alright. THere may be some failed experiments... special zombies... Are you SURE?
"We have guns, we should be fine. If the lab has special zombies, then we won't have to worry about any bandits, will we?" Adion said.
Grace scooped her backpack up onto her shoulder and followed behind the two, thankful that it wasn't dark yet.
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Game Master: After you arrive, you run into:
Clawed One:
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Clawed One:
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And Riot Gear Zombie:
1000/1000
They are 20 meters away.
Clawed One:
150/150
Clawed One:
150/150
And Riot Gear Zombie:
1000/1000
They are 20 meters away.
Grace pulled out her Ak-47, a little less jostled by the sigh of zombies. She wondered when they'd stop running into them. Suddenly, she noticed the riot gear zombie and audibly gasped at the sigh of it.
"Guys.." She muttered.
"Guys.." She muttered.
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John: Oh s--t. We gotta take that armored thing out. Wait... is it just me, or do those zombies claws look to be 24 inches long...
*Fires 3 intervention rounds into the armored zombie. The First round bounces off the armor. The second round hits the zombie in the arm, ripping it off. The third round penetrates its glass face shield, exploding its head.*
John: Got one! *rubs arm* Sorry, guys, I just shot three .50 caliber rounds. You will have to take out those clawed things.
*Fires 3 intervention rounds into the armored zombie. The First round bounces off the armor. The second round hits the zombie in the arm, ripping it off. The third round penetrates its glass face shield, exploding its head.*
John: Got one! *rubs arm* Sorry, guys, I just shot three .50 caliber rounds. You will have to take out those clawed things.
Grace shot a clawed one once it got a bit closer, at an angle where it's chest was exposed. It was sent to the ground, writhing in a single spot. Grace tried to finish it off, but it was so torn apart she couldn't hit even a piece of it. She shot one last time, sending the empty shell of a human being skittering on the ground and landing in a crumpled pile.
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