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[Drakeonis]

Jeremiah struggled to keep the front door of the cabin closed as numerous infected rammed into it from the outside. How the hell did it get this bad? When they left, the Green Flu was still just a mild cough CEDA didn't say shit about it turning people into crazed, cannibalistic freaks! Now his friends were either dead or lost in the forest and he was stuck in a old cabin that wouldn't hold up for long against the beating it was taking. He held his M1911 ready, when they got in he sure as hell was going down without a fight.

[Rin Okumura]

Jeffery was sitting in an alleyway, with about three or four infected in the street nearby. He knew one would notice him eventually, but he's not reckless so he decided to wait. Just as that thought crossed his mind he saw a slower infected walking his way too where Jeff was sitting. He raised himself up a crazy smile covering his face, and the hood he wears covering his eyes. He stabbed the infected saying a single word vigorously, "go." He stabbed again this time he said, a little louder this time, "to." He stabbed it again this time it was a fatal stab to the creature's heart, and yelling out one final word, "sleep!"
After this he headed off in the direction of a known campground to see if any other poor souls survived the outbreak.

[Toxx]

Judging from the map, he was coming close to some sort of campsite...

Folding the worn brown paper back into his pocket, Anthony frowned, taking out his long, serrated combat utility knife, and surveying the forest around him. There was the occasional infected walking around, but thankfully, no one had noticed the man due to his default steps being silent. He knew that he would have to kill the herd to make it to the campsite, where he would, hopefully, be able to scavenge a bit more MREs before moving on. Dashing forward, Anthony linebacker-tackled the first of the infected, the brutal takedown slamming the undead violently against the ground, and busting it's head open in a blast of blood. Lunging off of the mutilated body, Anthony ripped his knife through the second infected, throwing it's body to the ground before turning on his heel, and cracking his fist against yet another one of the infected's skulls. Within seconds, the former Marine had tore completely through the horde of ten or so infected, and he breathed out heavily, walking into the campsite.

"Final-" He began, but scowled at the scene of numerous infected slamming against a cabin. Obviously, there was someone inside of it. "Semper Fidelis." Taking out his Deagle, Anthony settled into a fluid Weaver stance, pistol cracking as bullet after hot bullet tore from the gun and accurately entered the back of each infected's head. As soon as his clip was spent, Anthony holstered his weapon and lashed out with a kick, brutally decapitating an Infected that had dashed for him. Spinning with the momentum, he unsheathed his knife and jerked it into the head of another zombie, pulling it out with a 'squelch' and sizing up the last of the Infected.

"Whomever's in there, I'd appreciate some help." He called out calmly, taking out his pistol and placing a few more rounds into the distracted herd.

[Pathfinder]

"Oh Jesus...Oh man, oh fuck this was bad" Mike thought to himself as he ran. Mike had been running for what seemed like forever, first time going camping and this shit happens. God must have a seriously messed up sense of humor. Whole world went to hell, but hey. At least he has a gun and a crowbar. Those could get him out of this shit. Slowing down a bit, Mike went at a nice jogging speed as he tried to get his bearings.

"Ok.... I got 2 clips, plus what is in the gun. I don't know where the hell I am, and I don't know where my camp is. Fucking great." As Mike talked to himself, he noticed that a group of those freaks were banging on a door. Most likely trying to get to some poor bastard stuck inside. Stopping, Mike took a couple of deep breaths before taking a couple shots at the small horde, gaining their attention while also taking out at least two. As the group of freaks turned their attention to him, Mike began swinging. Smashing face after the other before a couple grabbed his crowbar and tried yanking it away. Not having any of that, Mike pushed and impaled the freak. As it sputtered and died he was tackled by at least two others and a desperate struggle ensued with both parties fighting for dominance.

[Drakeonis]

Jeremiah was shocked, watching the whole scene from the cabin window. He didn't know who the hell this guy was but right now he was like a goddamn angel. An angel with a Desert Eagle and a very bloody knife. With the infected away from the door, he was likely to die as soon as he went outside. He ran out and pointed his gun at some of the other infected, shooting two straight through the head and hitting a third straight through the throat. He kept taking shots at the herd. "Thanks for the save!"

[Rin Okumura]

While on his way to the camp site, Jeffery took a shortcut through the woods themselves. Not sure if this or the main path would be safer he thought, "maybe I could find a wild animal or two for a fresh breakfast." Unfortunately none were to be found however he did find a man out there, but the man was tackled to the ground by a pair of the infected. Jeffery pulled out his two pistols with speed that would match a pro, and with deadly accuracy, and being careful not to shoot the man, he shot each infected in the head at the same time. He then killed another three nearby before going up to him and asking, "hey, are you alright?"

[CallaLily180]

Sal was actually having a good day, yes the Apocalypse had started, yes he was probably already dead, and yes he was alone. But above all, he was having fun, a lot of it.

On the day of the outbreak he had been going around the campsite as usual, begging for food and water an such, playing his ukulele in hopes of money, and then he found out that almost everyone had died. They were all sickly freaks and he was going to become one too! But did he care? Not at all, for now he had decided on survival. And so that was what he was accomplishing! Until he heard the voices, until he heard the slaughter of dead men walking, and then he quickly decided on joining what he hoped was a group. That could have been the best, or the worst decision of his life.

Sal was walking between buildings, staying in the cover of the trees as he watched taller, stronger people do the killing for him. He would make it look as if he just stumbled upon them, then they wouldn't think he was a weak link. As he watched carcasses fall to the ground, a ground now covered in blood, he found himself smiling. This was a good thing, his group would be full of dumb, strong people. And he would stay with them, until he had to leave, because in the end that group would fail. So he kept watching, safely, and he kept smiling, because he was happy. And he was having a good day.

[paigesweetheart]

On her way back to the campire, she noticed that she was all alone but she could hear others far ahead at the campsite. As she was getting there, she was attacked by an infected. She grabbed her pocket knife and stabbed it on it's head. "Ugh! Stupid zombie." And with that she walked back tiwards the campsite noticing some others. "Hey!" She smiled a little smile and waved at them.

[Drakeonis]

Jeremiah breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed the large cluster of infected was now cleared thanks to his savior. He stared down at a fallen infected that he had dumped his entire clip into yet by some random stroke of bad luck was still alive, the bright side being that it was immobile. He placed his foot on its chest to stop it from getting up, so he could get a better look at it. Bloody mouth, grayish skin, inhuman desire to kill everything living; the thing was definitely a zombie but sure as hell was a lot different than any he had ever seen in any movies. "Why couldn't you be slow and decaying like those zombies in the movies?" The infected under him just snarled in response. He sighed again before flipping the gun in his hand so he was grabbing it by the barrel and then proceeded to bash its head in with the handle. He kept doing his until the infected's head was an unrecognizable mess of brains and skull. He groaned as soon as it was dead, shocked by what he had just done. He was taken back when he finally gazed around his surroundings, noticing a girl waving at them. "Um, hi?"

[Pathfinder]

Mike was in a bad way. These things were stronger than they looked, but Mike was still fighting. It seemed this stalemate would last forever, that is until bullets saved his ass . Relief washed over Mike like a wave. As he lay there, collecting his strength, a man who he assumed was his savior walked up and said "hey, are you alright?"

Opening his eyes, Mike saw the guy who had just saved his ass. He was just a kid. With a sigh, Mike said "Fucked up world where kids have to kill." Taking the kids hand, Mike was helped up and he dusted himself off before pulling his crowbar from the corpse of the freak. Giving it a quick wipe on the clothes of one of the freaks, Mike said "Names Mike, thanks for saving my ass." As he said this Mike walked over to the door and kicked open the door to the cabin. Immediately regretting it at what he saw. Poor bastard took the easy way out, blew his brains across the roof. Giving a quick prayer for the fallen, Mike picked up the shotgun. Wasn't much ammo for it though, maybe enough for at least three reloads.

Stepping outside, Mike said "So kid, were to now?"

[Rin Okumura]

"Name's Jeffery, and there's a cabin near here where I heard bullets hopefully other survivors. I'm hoping to get at least a small group together can only survive so long by yourself." Jeff pulled out his knife and said, "lets go." As they walked Jeff remembered what Mike had said 'fucked up world where kids have to kill.' "To tell you the truth I don't mind killing," as he says this a smile etches its way across Jeffery's face.

[Toxx]

With a grunt, Anthony pulled his blade out of the last of the Infected, wiping the combat knife against his fatigues as he glanced around. There was the African American boy that he saved, and a female that seemed way too cheery for such a grim setting. Giving the kid a nod of welcome, Anthony sheathed his knife and busied himself with reloading his pistol. There wasn't much for him to say, and he planned on moving towards that Ranger Station he had read on his map. He just needed a brief rest before moving on.

Crouching beside a dead Infected, Anthony took out a bottle of water, taking a large gulp from the purified liquid.

[The Red Seelie]

theire was gunshots from the cabin Joesph turned around were they after him. the worlds gone to absolute shit already it would not surprise him that they were after him. he doubled back staying away from the large mass of infected heading this way. lead by a fat thing. he clicked his lighter the bright flames concealed by his hands as he lighted the wick of the bottle he threw it and it exploded in a flash of light. Setting fire to most of the cabin and drawing more infected near. Joesph Moved back into concealment. as he watched the horde Slowly enter the forest clear "That will kill them" Joeseph said in retaliation to the gunshots

[Rin Okumura]

As Jeffery, presumably followed by Mike, head towards the next cabin and notices several others. He sees a military man covered in zombie blood, a young African American man with a pistol in hand, and a woman who was surprisingly cheery. Jeffery let his smile lessen as to not appear to be creepy and puts his knife away as he approaches and says, " hello, I never expected to find so many people surviving the apocalypse. I would like to make an offer: considering the slim chance of survival alone, why don't we form a small group. Strength in numbers after all." He gave his small speech as if he was a politician, seeming very persuasive and trying to look as friendly as possible. Just as he finished his speech though, the cabin was set ablaze almost instantly. Jeffery just stood in amazement at the fire for a second before shouting, "come on we need to get out of here!"

[paigesweetheart]

Tiffany smiled at the others as she walked towards them and saw a guy(Jeffrey) so she decided to talk to him and as she walked towards him, she heard what he said and nodded smiling as she spoke cheerfully! "YEAH!I wouls love for us to form a group and stuff. I dont want to be alone and stuff.... chances are we survive better, together! So why not." She said smiling at the others as she ran a hand through her blonde hair and waited for a response.

[Pathfinder]

This kid was definitely a piece of work. Big ol speech about togetherness and teams. While it was a good idea that ain't shit you just pop on people. Now this girl is going on about it, with a sigh Mike said "Yeah why the hell not. Its not like I had a better plan." As he said this the cabin was set on fire. Besides giving it a sideways glance Mike ignored it. However what he didn't ignore was the growing population of freaks heading their way. With a little bark, Mike said "Yeah this waiting around is good and all, but those freaks are getting more numerous and closer. I highly suggest we move the fuck on." as he began to load the shotgun.

[Drakeonis]

Jeremiah watched in horror as his cabin burst into flames. It sort of just hit him that all his friends were probably dead now and he was alone. He was so distracted he barely caught Jeffery's speech, but heard the most important part, the strengths in numbers deal. "Count me in." He reloaded his pistol and ran over to the side of the burning cabin where a pile of wood was laid down, stuck into the pile was an axe they had used to gather firewood and that he was going to use to cut up infected. He yanked it free and ran back to the others as the horde started to draw near the burning cabin. "Alright let's get out of here!"

[CallaLily180]

Sal ran out of the woods, holding his ukulele in a ready position, as if he had just left something bad. He panted, looking at the others around him. They all looked tough, that was a good thing, then he saw the girl. She was pretty, and she was probably necessary as a meat shield, but he wondered if she could handle herself. "I don't know you guys, but I was wondering if I could run with you for now. I'll get out of your hair as soon as possible." He made sure to shout this out, wanting to be heard as quickly as possible, he ran into the middle of them, even though they weren't in a group he made sure there were walls around him.

[Rin Okumura]

"Alright it's good to have you all aboard, but this fire is attracting those..." Jeffery paused for a second, He stared at the one in front sort of leading them, It was an extremely fat thing, "hmm, now that's a sight, no surprise that that guy died, but he seems to attract or lead those things and messing with a horde that size is downright suicide. We gotta run before they notice us."

[Drakeonis]

"You don't have to tell me twice!" Jeremiah looked around the forest looking for the best route out. He'd been coming to Black River since he was kid he knew the place like the back of his hand so he could find a way out of here. "The campgrounds are just beyond this part of the forest, if we keep going from there we'll reach the rangers station that out best bet of getting out of here! Follow me!" He bolted into the mass of trees in the opposite direction of the Horde.