There is an outbreak in the city, and a group of kids survived. They are in a storage facility getting supplies, trying to get to the van outside, but there are zombies everywhere. There is a hotel that is across from the storage facility. The choices you all make will reflect where this will go. Have fun and kill some zombies!

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Jack found himself on the first floor, slicing zombies up with his battle axe. He jammed his blunt end of his battle axe into a zombies face. It cracked and zombie go dead dead. Jack whipped his body around landing an elbow on a zombies forehead. Again another crack, followed by a thud. He started to get tired, and more zombies were lunging at him. he was having some trouble fending them all off.

Don rushed to help Jack and and hit one of the zombies on the side of its head with strength enough to spash its blood everywhere and continued with two or three zombies more, always hitting them on the side of the head and not on the forehead because that kind of hit may break his wooden sword. "there are too many, we should go up stairs and lower the metal secreen" he said with while prerparing his wooden sword for the next victim

Roxy decided that zombies were annoying. Especially when they out number you. Roxy climbed as high as could and sat throwing knives at the creature below her. The problem was that she only had so many knives on her. Once she was out of knives she would have to venture down to retrieve the ones she had thrown or start throwing other things. Roxy was open to either. She was fast and nobles so retrieving the knives, while tricky was possible. Or if the number of zombies was to overwhelming she was reasonable good at throwing other stuff.

"jack, im telling you we have to retrea-!" he was stoped from talking when a knife passed flying so close to him that cut part of his hair, Don turned at Roxy and glared at her, then he retrived some of her knives and gave them to her "be careful next time" he said and pulled jack who seemed to be enjoying it

Ginger held the rusted machete close, breathing heavily. Most of the people in their small group have already gathered what supplies they needed. Ginger had hogged the most, shoving a ton of things into his backpack that was starting to feel heavier by the second. The decaying undead gathered to the front of the storage facility, and it seemed they would eventually wear us down. Ginger neared Don, eyeing him suspiciously like he does with most people. "I'm sure we can find a back door, jumping down from the second floor doesn't seem like a good idea." Ginger said, passing by Don to get to Jack. The zombies seemed to go after whatever they laid their eyes on first. Ginger swung the machete, wincing as he heard the sickening crunch when it made contact with the skull.

"then you better do it now" he said and kicked a huge shelf fall in front of the zombies in an attemp to buy some time, he threw his backpack to ginger and focued on fighting "we will take care of this" he said as his face turned dark

((ginger x jack))

(!!!)

Ginger nodded and spun on his heel, walking towards the further reaches of the storage facility. He doubted any zombies were back there, they would have been attracted by the noise by now. But even then Ginger kept his machete ready to swing. Ginger stepped lightly, peering into the darkness with squinted eyes. After searching for a few minutes he could not find a door, but in a small office there was a window that looked like it could be easily kicked in. "That'll have to do." He murmured to himself, turning back around to find the others. Ginger rounded the corner, watching the others from a distance. "Hey! I found a way out!" He signaled to grab their attention.

"good job" Don said smiling and pulled Jack with him, once they reached the winow Don kicked it and jumped through it with his pack pack and looked around "All clear" and extended his arms in order to take the backpacks, "you closed the door right?" he asked with a funny face

KingOfKings said
"jack, im telling you we have to retrea-!" he was stoped from talking when a knife passed flying so close to him that cut part of his hair, Don turned at Roxy and glared at her, then he retrived some of her knives and gave them to her "be careful next time" he said and pulled jack who seemed to be enjoying it

Roxy takes the knife with a grin. She batted her eyelashes innocently. "I wouldn't it anything I wasn't aiming at." Her knives were better from a distance so Roxy rarely had to interact with the others. Which was fine with her. She had been confident the knife would miss Don.

(.....watch it kings....)
Jack slammed his battle-axe into the rest of the zombies in the room. he felt him being pulled then heard someone say there was a way out. He ran over to Ginger and grabbed his hand, running out of the window.

Ginger was dragged out by Jack, nearly landing on his face as they climbed out of the storage facility. "Let's get back to the van." He said, looking down at Jack and his hands. "Um... What about that knife-throwing girl? Do anyone of you even know her?" He asked, glancing at Don, he was the only one who exchanged words with her.

Roxy saw the others jumping out a near by window. How unimaginative. Still it was a way out, so Roxy decided to follow them. Fighting the hordes of zombies alone was virtually impossible. While she was not a people person, Roxy knew she would need the others as much as they would need her. Roxy jumped out of the window, spinning her body so that she landed on her feet facing the others. "I am here!"

Norman woke up to a growl and saw a zombie beside him. He quickly took out his knife and stabbed the zombie in the face. There was a ton of zombies, so he climbed down a fire escape. A bit before he got to the bottom he saw some people jump out of a window and decided that he should follow them, because there wasn't much other choice.

Ginger blinked, taking a set back from the girl. "Oh. Great." He said, grimacing at her. Ginger had met plenty of people like Roxy, this sort of behavior was not new to him. "Nice entrance." He commented with a roll of his eyes, pulling his hand from Jack's. Ginger eyed the woman, suspicious of her like he was with all people. "Who are you?" He asked, rolling his shoulders as he took a glance around them. The only zombies in sight were blocks away, stumbling in the darkness of the night.

Don opened the back part of the van and put all the backpacks inside "who is going to drive?" he asked and threw a brick to a the only zombie that saw them, he helped Roxy to get in the back part of the van.

(what did i do?)

(I thought the van was over at the hotel but okay)

Ginger watched Don move on, instantly accepting Roxy into the group. He slumped, "Thanks for listening." He growled under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest. "Do you know who this person is, Don?" He asked Don sharply, disregarding his question. Ginger climbed into the back of the van, shooting a glare at Don as he passed. Ginger wasn't really up for arguing, because honestly having Roxy with them wouldn't be a bad idea. But Ginger didn't think it would be a good idea to just let people come with them left and right. It could lead to other problems and they already had enough to worry about.

catmint said
Ginger blinked, taking a set back from the girl. "Oh. Great." He said, grimacing at her. Ginger had met plenty of people like Roxy, this sort of behavior was not new to him. "Nice entrance." He commented with a roll of his eyes, pulling his hand from Jack's. Ginger eyed the woman, suspicious of her like he was with all people. "Who are you?" He asked, rolling his shoulders as he took a glance around them. The only zombies in sight were blocks away, stumbling in the darkness of the night.

"You can call me Roxy. I'm good with knives and killing zombie." Roxy glared at Don when he put his hand on her to help her. Roxy didn't like to be touched by anyone, but she especially didn't like men touching her. She thought about grabbing her knife, but decided to he wasn't worth the effort.

'Still got room for another person?' Daniel walked towards the group of children, coming out of a door of the storage facility he had carefully forced. 'Wouldn't like to be left behind, and I might be useful to you. I've got some skills with my hatchet and javelins and know how to force locks, which can be very useful too. So whatchya say? Can I join you?'

Alarms had stopped sounding and everything was quiet but for the faint sound of those things. She got up out of her bed walking down the hall into the kitchen she only had A refillable water bottle 2 bags of top ramen a can of baked beans and a few energy bars. She grabbed an old backpack she had used for school a while back and filled it with the food she had left. "Well i better get out of here before i get torn to shred like in the movies" she sighed what had her life become. She looked around for a weapon she owned no guns no knives that would be useful for her. what does one use in this instance she thought. She shrugged it off, she will find something to use. as she started to walk to the door she looked at her coffee table on it was a replica sword used in a video game her dead brother once play scary enough it was a zombie game. She grabbed the sword off its stand and held it in her hands almost cutting herself it the process, she had had it sharpened in case of a break in.

She exited the house slowly looking at all of the broken glass and crashed cars and that was just in her neighborhood She looked to her left it was a clear shot to the end of the street where there was a small corner store.She went to look left and saw a infected. She let out a yip sound and swung the sword violently at it as a arm and pat of the head fell off the finally the body fell to the ground. she backed up slowly. "ok im going to be ok" she took a deep breath and started to walked toward the corner store.

Ginger had his back leaned on the side of the van, but tensed when a new person approached. He watched him with narrowed eyes and a slight frown. The man seemed to mean well and his offer sounded fine. Ginger did not see any reason to allow him in. Ginger took a glance around the van, "Well we do have plenty of room." He pointed out, shrugging slightly before sighing. Although Ginger trusted this man probably even less then Roxy, it was by no means to reject him. "What does you guys think?"