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'I'm not protective of just Cairi, I'm worried about anyone of us. And if we go somewhere maybe we can atleast find some more food and a safer, stronger place to be.' Yasuo was getting annoyed with Derricks attitude. He didn't like the fact that Derrick was controlling everything and almost thought only of himself. 'I really don't think we can hold up here much longer. There are too many zombies for this motel to stand up against."
(I'm done for today.[damnsociallife]Maybe more tonight but definitely more tomorrow)
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"What else can stand up against them? Everything falls, eventually. We'll run out of food and ammo in this 'other place' you two keep mentioning." Derrick grabbed his XM-8 and strapped it to his back. "How would we get out, anyway?" He strapped his L96 on his other shoulder, then picked up the SAW. "We ain't goin' anywhere. You're welcome to join that girl down there. I'm barricading this shit back on them. I don't give a fuck if theres no girls, honestly." He walked over and started pushing things back on the stairwell.
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As the others ran past him, up the stairs, Jack stared at the windows and doors as the undead came upon them pounding. He whirled around, and watched his fellow humans abandon him. He went to the window, and saw them only feet away. The sight of him seemed to excite them and they came at him.
"Gah!" He leapt back, and looked frantically about for a way to escape; Derrick had piled furniture all over the stairs, and Jack was unsure of the others' trust in him, or even how much they cared. Then Krissy came through it, kicking holes in the barricade. "Come on... I want as many survivours as possible, hurry up damnit!" She yelled at him, causing him to snap to attention. "Right, sorry!" He apologized as he dashed for the stairs, and began to climb them, pulling furniture back into place behind him. "How, how long has this been going on? I just woke up!"
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"Derrik" Net began "I don't mean to sound like I think of girls as a tool, but if there are only two people left of humanity, and they are a guy and a girl, they can... well... reproduce and start up again. I know you think that because you've had military training and know how to shoot a zombie's head off, that doesn't mean you have the right to be so selfish. Think about the future, and THEN decide if you give a fuck if there are no girls."
((Yea, I gotta head off pretty soon. I'll be back on later, though.))
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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me. The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind. I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for.
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"Honestly, I don't think theres gonna be one person left in this fucking world if you don't fucking listen to me. The girl wants us all to be fucking killed. These zombies have probably taken over the world, mate. Theres not gonna be a girl, or a man, or anybody. Damn, you people are some dumbfuck citizens."
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"Since christmas." Krissy said, remembering the joyful christmas eve with her family. She mumbled again, "Stupid zombies" She remained where she was, behind the barricade, watching the last few survivours. Hoping they came up soon. She also was sick and tired of Derrick's attitude, and her temper was rising every minute. Krissy passed Jack a handgun, loaded and ready for use. "Keep hold of that, anyone infected... shoot them in the head. Dont hold back, its hard, but you have to do it." She said is in a soft tone, so that he remained as calm as possible.
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"Woah, woah... We're not fucking all that's left of humanity, right? This must be, this must be an isolated breakout, right? I've heard about these on the news. They'll come in and wipe the place clean, and haul us out, ok? No one has to think about, about fucking repopulating the earth. Ok? Shit..."
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"Maybe your not all dumbasses. But no, this is a worldwide outbreak. I was sent here with these guns to help supply the American outpost to defend against these undead bastards. The girl is talking sense, at least. Fucking all you fucking think about is fucking reproducing. Man your a dumbass, Yasuo. That can turn out to be a good thing in the future, I suppose."
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He offered the handgun back. "No thanks, I've got my own..." He withdrew the lengthy .45 from his jacket holster, and showed it to her. It was a beautiful piece of work, with an extraordinarily long barrel. "And I know how to use it, and probably better'n anyone else in this room, with the possible exception of-" He speaks out of the side of his mouth, quietly, "G.I. Johan over here." He nods his head, indicating the soldier.
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