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Tallahassee

'I'm in the Ass Kicking buisness, and buisness is good.'

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a character in “Survival At Its Worst”, originally authored by Sick Puppy, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

•Name 'Tallahassee'
•Attire stetson (head) leather jacket with blue undershirt. Blue jeans and some sort of snakeskin looking boots.
•Strenghts Good with guns and various other weapons...
•Weaknesses Lost his son called buck, and his love of Twinkies
•Likes Twinkies, Big guns, nice cars, bill murray.
•Dislikes getting too attatched, 'punk ass bitches'
•Gender male
•Weapons he often uses all sorts of blunt weapons but for firepower he has Model 1887 shotgun and magnum .45

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Tallahassee's Story

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The large, reinforced and stylishly decorated black Hummer sped its way down the motorway knocking various abandoned bikes and trolleys to the sides of the road, before pulling into a nearby gas station. Headlights at full flow, the door to the truck opened and a large snakeskin boot clomped onto the sidewalk followed by the broad shouldered Torso and set jawed face of Tallahassee. 'Well, well, Well. what do we got here?' He chided in his southern accent. He bestowed a model 1887, that wasn't raised, but just hung loosely at his side.

He began filling up his car with petrol being watchful of his surroundings, and headed into the dark store to pick up some refreshments. He searched high and low but upon admitting defeat he held his head in his hands and said 'Damn Blast it! Theres no fucking twinkies!'

Suddenly the head of what used to be an employee poked up from behing the till, his face covered in blood and dead looking. Tallahassee turned and cooly raised his shotgun in his one hand, but before pulling the trigger 'Well ya're a peppy lil spitfuck arent you, you picked the wrong time to piss ol' talahassee off!' and the zombies head fell back off its shoulders as the remains of its brain fell across the various posters behind the desk.

'Well looks like im gonna have to try a little harder next time, find a hostess truck or somethin' 'he said as he walked out of the door and brandishing a reeses peanut buttercup to his lips. He was disappointed he loved the soft cream texture of a twinkie and has he always said, you got to enjoy the little things.

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Trevor herd a gunshot from far away. Trevor froze in shock. " What the hell was that?" He murrmed. Trevor grabbed his crossbow and climbed the tree higher. He could see an army of zombies from far away. Then he saw a man and his hummer. The man looked reckless. " Oh shit ". Thought Trevor. He was partly,scared,aggitated,and dumbfounded. He didn't want ti shoot the man because he had a shot gun and a hummer. " Liz don't move!" He whispered.

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Liz
Liz don't move! she heard Trevor say, but she wasn't listening. Liz climbed up the tree and stood on a high branch by Trevor, looking out at the world while holding her hand above her eyes to keep the sun from shining in them. She wasn't really sure what Trevor was so worked up about. Pouting, she turned to him and said in a semi-loud voice, "You tricked me! There's only a guy with a shot gun down there!"
Looking down, she noticed her leg was becoming red. "Oh, my knifes sheath must have slipped off," she stated, not really showing any signs of being bothered by the bleeding. Instead, she just looked to the mystery person in the street and whispered to Trevor, "Can I eat him? Everyone else around here eats people, can I too?"

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"My name is Caitlin, I'm 13. I woke up this morning and a saw....a zombie in my house. My parents weren't there anymore and I think they're zombies too now. I won't attack, I just need shelter and food. Can I tag along with you guys?" Caitlin says. "If I can may I know your names?"

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"My name is Caitlin, I'm 13. I woke up this morning and a saw....a zombie in my house. My parents weren't there anymore and I think they're zombies too now. I won't attack, I just need shelter and food. Can I tag along with you guys?" Caitlin says. "If I can may I know your names?"

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"My name is Caitlin, I'm 13. I woke up this morning and a saw....a zombie in my house. My parents weren't there anymore and I think they're zombies too now. I won't attack, I just need shelter and food. Can I tag along with you guys?" Caitlin says. "If I can may I know your names?"

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(OOC: I did a double post and I don't know how to delete posts, so I wrote this. Sorry)

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Tallahassee looked in his Rearview mirror, 'Well Fuck a duck, its playtime boys' He skidded around so his hummer blocked the road.

Whistling softly to himself he stepped out of his car and booted the door closed before walking to the rear door window which happened to be down, and pulled a large black bag out. Upon unveiling the contents, a shit-load of guns and ammo, he began to choose which he'd use...'Ak-47?, naww too cliched.... grenades? too much mess M240? fucking perfect.'

He moved the large automatic weapon to the boot of his car with what looked to be about 1000 rounds. 'Come get a bit of Talahassee you flesh eating bastards!' he yelled before raining havok upon the horde. Bodys fell to the onslought as Tallahassee pinpointed the heads of the majority of the zombies.

Only a few stragglers remained and he pulled out his banjo and begun playing an old country song, which only attracted the zombies towards him... The first zombie lost his head to the upward surge of the banjos well built body and the second followed his brother but on the downswing. Only one remained and after teasing the zombie by jogging around it in a circle he simply took out a knife and discarded it in the zombies head. 'And Bill Murray would be goddamned proud of me now' he yelled before humming the tune of ghostbusters and firing shots into the sky from his now steaming weapon.

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'Tallahassees my name, and kicking ass is what im good for, im not here to babysit kids, so if you'll excuse me i got Twinkies to find.' Tallahassee stepped back into his car , started the engine and began to drive away leaving a towering pile of zombie carcasses in his wake.

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" Yes, you may stay here too." Said Trevor, " And that guy has a gun, wouldn't mess with him." Trevor climbed down the tree. " You two ladies stay up in the tree. Liz try to serve Cat honey. Ill go and talk to this guy." Trevor ran into the suburbs. He got on a motorcycle and stuck a pin inside the key thing to activate the vechile. Trevor drove to the man.

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Trevor saw the man raise his gun. Trevor dropped to the ground. He rolled by the side of a building. Trevor loaded his crossbow. " I'm not going to hurt you, well unless you hit me." He stuttered. Trevor was ready to pull the trigger at any second he shot, Trevor faced his crossbow at the wheels. The man cant drive without wheels. Who can aim in pitchblack without a way to escape? The night sky beamed upon them. " Don't you dare shoot me." He thought. Trevor sweated.

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Caitlin looked at the mess that was happening on the ground. She took out her BB gun and shot a little ball at the guys forehead. She watched it plink across his forehead. "Yes! Made it!" Caitlin says as she pumps her fist. "Go in the corner Liz, this guy might get violent." Caitlin says as she crawls in the corner. "We might have to kill 'im." She whispers to Liz.