Sturmgewehr

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

Frank Carter

The location mentioned by the person who was broadcasting this message wasn't far away from the camp. About 8 to 10 minutes of driving. As a detective Frank didn't had to use police issued vehicles, however his Chevelle, was listed in the LAPD's database and he had a police radio in his car. Ever since the outbreak he kept it turned on, just in case someone might be broadcasting sometyhing, anything. "How's the gas?" Asked Sarah. "Were good. The tank is still three quarters full." Said Frank as he looked at the fuel gauge. He starts seeing a military Humvee in the distance that stopped in front of a large sea of abandoned cars. About a minute later, Frank arrives at the scene, stopping the car in the back of the Humvee.

"Stay inside!" Said Frank as he got out of the car and closed the door. Then he starts to proceed with caution towards the Humvee and sees two young women inside. He knocks on the glass. "Hey! Me and my companion are survivors from Camp Pendleton. We heard your radio broadcast." Said Frank from outside.

Joe Carter
Joe looked rather surprised at Lexie after she asked him what could have caused this. "Want my honest opinion? I think this is all the government's fault. They were probably working on some virus or some biological weapon, something went wrong and now we pay the price. Or if you're a religious person, you can think that God finally decided to punish us for all the terrible deeds we've done in these last 2000 years." Said Joe smiling aftewards. After hearing the message on the radio, he started looking shocked at Lexie as she gave him the same look. "This is bad! Something must've happened at Camp Pendleton." Said Joe as he turned his view back at the road and saw the smoke in the distance. "Look over there? See that smoke? That's definetly coming from the camp." Said Joe as he did his best to remain calm. As he was driving though, a bald african american male, dressed in military gear, pops out of the bushes and stops in the middle of the road, in front of the Lincoln with his hands up in the air, signaling Joe to stop the car. Joe hits the brakes, abruptly stopping the car in it's tracks as the tires started squeaking.

After stopping the car, Joe gets out and heads to the soldier who was now on the ground. He was heavily wounded, bitten by walkers and was breathing very fast. "Who are you?" Asked Joe as he leaned down and grabbed him by his right shoulder. The man takes a deep breath and introduces himself. "I'm Darryl Woodman, 1st Liutenenant in the US Marine Corps. If you're heading to Camp Pendleton you can forget about it. The place was overrun by the undead. We were taken by surprise. It all hapenned so fast. A large black Cadillac SUV was heading towards the front gate at high speeds. We tried to make the driver stop but it was useless. Eventually we opened fire on the car which blasted through the front gate flipping over and squashing a civilian. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. Imidieatly after that all hell broke loose. Hordes of walkers kept showing up out of nowhere. We killed as many as we could but their numbers were too great. The base was overrun fast. Many civilians and soldiers have died. But i've seen some civilians escape in their vehicles or in military one's. Like I said before...if you wanna go at the camp, you can forget it. That place is an undead infested wreck." Said the Marine who started breathing heavily.

"Do you know anyone by the name of Frank Carter?" Asked Joe with a desperate tone, seeing that the guy was nearly dead and he was losing probably the only chance he had to gain information about his brother. "Frank Carter?" Said the Marine who started thinking for a few moments as Joe nodded his head. "Oh yeah. I remember a Frank Carter. He arrived at the camp 6 days ago. He was driving a black Chevelle, with white stripes. He had a woman with him too. Shortly after all the comotion started I saw him leave. He was driving like he was possessed and literally blasted through all of the undead at the front gate. Unfortunately he also hit one of our own too, but who cares anymore, were all dead." Said the Marine as Joe rised up happy and grabbed Lexie by her shoulders.

"Did you hear that Lex? My brother is alive and well. Oh my God I can't wait to get to him." Said Joe happy. "You really need to leave, before i'm gonna turn into one of those things." Said the Marine as he pulled out his Beretta M9 and placed the end of the gun's barrel underneath his chin. As Joe was heading to the car, a loud bang distracted both him and Lexie as they both turn around only to see the Marine lying dead on the ground. The guy shot himself in the head in order to avoid transformation. He had a small entry hole underneath his chin and a much larger exit hole on the top of his head. Joe tries to act like he's not affected by the image he just whitnessed as he gets in the car and starts driving towards I-5. "Don't worry. We should be at I-5 in a manner of minutes. I'm sure my brother is there already. And...oh my God, we forgot to ask about your sister." Said Joe with a rather guilty look on his face as he placed his right hand on Lexie's left shoulder, trying to confort her.

The Walking Dead: Miami, Florida

I say we start off with a safe haven, like a hotel or a hospital, where alot of people have taken shelter from the undead. One person runs the place, gives the orders and tries to maintain the situation calm. A few able people protect the place with guns and other types of weapons, but mostly guns, since we are in Florida and gun laws are much more light here compared to states like California, Illinois or New York. And of course every now and then we go out and scavenge for gear and supplies and also raid other places if we see it fit, afterall it's all about survival of the fittest now. And if the situation calls for it we also combat the undead, not just those that threaten our safe haven but others as well.

Oh and one more thing. Inside the safe haven everybody knows it's place and has a job to do.

Anyway, thats what I think.

The Walking Dead: Miami, Florida

Sounds good to me!

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

Joe Carter

Joe noticed a change in Lexie's expression after he mentioned his parents beying from New York. But after she asked him from where exactly, Joe smirked, looked downwards and then back at Lexie. "Like I mentioned before i'm not from Mew York. I was born here in L.A., my parents and my brother are from New York. Well, they're from Brooklyn, New York City actually. They lived there for quite some time, up until my brother turned 5 years old. After that they moved here in LA, where I was born 4 years later." Said Joe as he wiped his forehead with his right hand. When Lexie asked him about his brother and if he knows if he's at Camp Pendleton or not, Joe took a deep breath and frowned. "I have no idea if he's there or not. I hope he is. He's the only family I have left. That's why I wanna go there." Said Joe with a serious face. Shortly after that both Joe and Lexie where distracted by some branches snapping and the sound of leaves beying moved around. Joe saw that Lexie imidieatly gripped her 1911 and he did the same thing with his KA-BAR knife. But he let go and went over to the Lincoln Mark VIII and opening the car.

"You know what Lex? Let's just get out of here before more of those crazies show up. And since we were both heading to Camp Pendleton, then I say we go there." Said Joe as he got inside the car and started to twist the ignition key. After the first twist the car didn't start, after the 2nd twist the same thing. "Come on God damnit!" Said Joe upset as he twisted the ignition key the 3rd time. This time the car started as Joe closed the door. The Lincoln's front left fender plus the left door were a little bented in after Joe grazed that tree, plus the left side mirror was gone along with some paint from the bented left sides. But aside from that the car was still functional, and that was what mattered. After revving the car a little Joe started driving slowly forward, taking advantage of the small strip of road that was still accesible. "At this rate we should be at Camp Pendleton in a couple of minutes." Said Joe as he looked at Lexie and smiled.

The Walking Dead: Miami, Florida

Does this still exist? I see that the GM hasn't showed up in a week. Actually that's the only post he ever made.

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

Frank Carter

The camp was now in chaos, there were walkers everywhere and civilians running away from them. As he was driving Frank blasted through a tent and then into another as he was trying to avoid some civilians. "Stop. Please stop!" Said Sarah as Frank stopped the car and she opened the door. "Come on Buddy! come here boy!" Said Sarah as she instructed a border collie dog to come to her. The dog was cornered by 4 walkers and kept moving backwards and barking at them. Then after hearing Sarah, he ran through the legs of a walker and jumped straight into the black Chevelle on Sarah's arms. "What's with the dog anyway?" Asked Frank not understanding what's going on. "His name is Buddy and he belonged to the family that had it's tent next to ours. The Harrison's remember." Said Sarah as she was patting Buddy on his forehead. Frank said nothing and nodded in approval.

"Umm, Frank, why aren't we moving?" Said Sarah concerned as she saw some walkers getting close to the car. Frank didn't respond to her question however. He hit the clutch pedal and started revving the car as he looked straight to the main entrance, where some leftover marines were battling walkers. "Fraaank?" Shouted Sarah as she turned her view to Frank and then to the main entrance in the camp. "Oh my God! You don't wanna..." Said Sarah not continuing her sentence. "Yes I wanna!" Said Frank as he continued revving the car then all of a sudden he stopped as he hit the accelerator pedal and the car started doing a burnout. "Wanna see what happens when you put sufficient torque into the rear wheels?" Said Frank as he looked at Sarah smiling. "All I want is to get out of here. Come on Frank stop showing off. In case you haven't noticed walkers are closing in on the car." Said Sarah concerned as she raised her voice.

Eventually Frank let go of the acceleratoin as the Chevelle sprang forward and started to do a wheelie as the front end of the car rised up in then air for about 5 seconds. Frank, visibly pleased by his accomplishment blasted through the walkers at the gate and even hit a Marine too. "Oh My God you hit that guy!" Said Sarah as she looked back at the marine who fell on the ground and a couple of walkers ganged up on him and started biting off him. "Relax, he was gonna die anyway. What matters is that we are out of that place." Said Frank with a cold stare in the rear view mirror as he kept hitting some walkers that were in his way. "So what are we gonna do now?" Asked Sarah as she kept playing with the dog on her lap. "I'm thinking." Said Frank staring at the clear road in front of him. Just as he was doing that, Frank heard a message on his radio in which some guy was calling out to anyone that escaped the camp. He said that they need to regroup and gave a destination too. West to the I-5, where Las Purgas meets the freeway. Franks abruptly stops the car as he started thinking. "Well are we gonna go there?" Asked Sarah, looking at Frank. "Well you know what they say. The more the merrier." Said Frank smiling, turned the car around and drove to the destination given. "Thank God I decided to keep the radio open. Just in case." He said.

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Joe Carter

"Nice to meet you Lex." Said Joe smiling. As he payed attention to what Lexie was saying, Joe couldn't help but notice how gorgeous she was. He had a thing for redheads too. After Lexie asked him what's his story, Joe layed down on the hood of a car, took a deep breath and scratched the back of his head. "Well, I was born and raised in Los Angeles, but my family is from New York. My father used to work as a secretary for the owner of a real-estate company and my mother was a teacher. I have a brother, Frank, he's 9 years older then me and is a homicide detective for the LAPD. Unfortunately he and I never really got along. He always felt that my parents were giving me more attention then him, and I can't really say that's a lie because I felt it too. But Frank...he was always so bad. I can't believe he even became a cop. You know I could've become a doctor, if it wasn't for this outbreak." Said Joe as he paused for a few seconds. "Anyways, i'm heading for Camp Pendleton. Some guy told me two days ago that the military took alot of survivors there. Where are you going?" Asked Joe.

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

I gotta say I never expected Camp Pendleton to fall so quickly. It looks like Frank and his brother will reunite faster then I thought.

I'll pick up Lexie too, since she's with Joe.

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

Frank Carter

As Frank and Sarah were busy having their meal of the day, the shooting outside seemed to intensify. Frank heard shoot-out's when he was writing in his journal earlier too but he didn't pay attention because he got used with it. However now, things were different. Curious Frank rised from his stool and headed to the exit of the tent. After reaching the exit he stops there and looks behind at a concerned Sarah. "I'm gonna go out and see what this is all about. You stay here okay?!" Said Frank, gesturing with his left hand as Sarah nodded in approval without saying something. After getting out of the tent, Frank saw in shock as the front gate was crushed underneath the wheels of a large black SUV. he then watched as the SUV flipped over and crushed a civilian. That was gruesome to watch. And like that wasn't bad enough, swarms of walkers were now pouring through the opening killing anyone stupid enough to be close to those things.

The military were doing their best, but the situation was spiraling out of control fast. In that instant, Frank came to a realization, this place was no longer safe anymore. He then got back inside the tent as Sarah raised from her stool. "Pack up your stuff, and mine too. Were getting out of here" Said Frank. "But why? What's going on?" Asked Sarah again with that same concerned look on her face. "Just do it okay! This place is no longer safe. The military lost control. I'm gonna go grab our guns and then we'll go to the motor pool and take my car." He said as he kissed Sarah on her right cheek. "Everything is gonna be alright!" Said Frank with both his hands on Sarah's elbow's. He then ran out of the tent and straight to the place where all the weapons of the civilians were held. As he got inside the tent he saw a dead walker on the ground with his brains blown out by possibly a shotgun. As he passed through it, Frank stopped in the middle of the tent and started looking around.

Thank God the military put tags on each weapon with the name of the owner. But even if they wouldn't have done this, Frank knew the serial number of his Beretta so he couldn't have mistaken it for someone else's. This place was packed with all kind of weapons. Handguns were dominating the scene, but there were also some shotguns, AR-15's, some revolvers and even a couple of AK's, some imported some american-made. And of course, non projectile type of weapons like knives, baseball bat's, various types of axes and even a pair of knuckledusters. After grabbing his 92FS and the magazine he had with it, Frank removes the tag with his name and starts looking for Sarah's gun, a SIG Sauer P229 DAK chambered in .40 S&W. After finding her weapon too, Frank takes the two extra mags, removes the tag, runs out of the weapons tent and straight back into his, where Sarah just finished packing up.

"This is your toy, and the mags and this is mine. Now let's get the hell out of here." Said Frank as he handed over Sarah's P229 plus the two extra mags. Then the two put their guns in leather holsters that they had on their belts, and the mags in their pockets. Afterwards they both grab their backpacks as they get out of the tent and start running towards the motorpool, where all cars, civilian and military, were beying kept. "Oh my God I can't believe this is hapenning." Said Sarah scared as she kept looking back at the main gate while she was running with Frank towards the motorpool. When they arrived there Frank stopped and started looking for his car, a black with white stripes 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS. Frank loved this car. It had been in his family for over 20 years and he was close to giving it up while he was still in LA, trying to escape the city. As both he and Sarah got inside Frank took out his keys and started the car as the huge 454 cubic inch V8 engine started roaring angry. After revving the car for about 30 seconds Frank shifted into 1st gear pressed on the gas pedal with his right leg as the car rocketed out of it's parking place and passed right through Alex Culver, who was sitting at the exit, honking the horn of his car and screaming at people to come, trying to be a hero.

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Joe Carter

As Joe was facing near death, the young girl ignored his request as she made short work of the two walkers left with her 1911. Then she kneeled down next to him, checked him for bites or scratches and thanked him for his heroic aid. Grabbing a car door handle with his left hand, Joe rises up on his feet as he started laughing. "I'm sorry, but it's incredible what this outbreak can do to people. Before this whole mess started I was a really against any type of violence. And now look at me, I almost died saving your life. But I guess we are even now. I saved yours you saved mine. By the way, my name's Joe. Joe Carter. And to answer your question...yes, i'm alright." Said Joe as he extended his hand to the girl who seemed about his age.

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

Happy Easter to all. :)

The Walking Dead: Los Angeles

Joe Carter

After spending days in the outskirts of Los Angeles, Scared, always looking behind and with no idea what to do, Joe finally man up and decided to go to Camp Pendleton. He'd hoped his brother would be there, especially since someone told him two days ago that the US military took alot of survivors there. He found a gray 1994 Lincoln Mark VIII in very good working condition in the garage of a house and decided to take the vehicle and make his way to Camp Pendleton. Presently Joe was probably about less then an hour of driving away from Camp Pendleton.

However he was forced to abruptly stop the car as in front of him lied an immense sea of abandoned cars. Joe gets out of the car, puts his hands on his hips and nods his head in dissaproval. "You have got to be kiding me!" Said Joe, showing a disgusted face afterwards. As he was sitting with his ass on the hood of the car and trying to figure out what to do next, Joe couldn't help but notice something strange in the distance, but he couldn't see it clearly because it was too far away. He gets off the hood of the car, opens the driver's door and grabs his backpack from the passenger seat. After opening the backpack, Joe pulls out a pair of binoculars that he scavenged from a dead Marine. With the binoculars in hand Joe gets out of the car and starts looking through the binoculars as he was adjusting the zoom.

He saw a pack of about 5 walkers about to have their way with a redhead girl, leaning against a car. "Oh shit!" Said Joe as he took the binoculars off his eyes, got inside the car quickly, put the binoculars back in the backpack and started the car. Beying the kind-hearted person that he is, Joe wanted to help the poor soul about to get herself eaten alive. After starting the Lincoln, he drove backwards for a few feet and then stepped on the gas pedal, driving forward and steering to the left. The cars weren't blocking the whole road. The left side was still a little free. Joe was driving with the right half of the car on the road and the left half on the ground. He was also paying attention to to hit any trees.

WIth his foot on the gas pedal, the car continued to increase in speed as it got close to 90 mph when Joe slammed straight into the pack of walkers as 3 of them flew away, one got underneath the car and had his neck snapped by the wheels and the 5th was hit only slightly as he rolled a little bit and fell on the ground. Joe hit the brakes quickly as he grazed a tree with the right side of his car and hit his right side mirror as it detached from the car and fell on the ground. Turning his vision behind him, Joe reached out to the gear shifter, shifted into reverse gear and started driving backwards as he deliberately hit one of the 3 walkers that flew up in the air, as it was trying to get up from the ground, stepping with one of the wheels on it's head and making it snap like a watermellon. In all that chaos the glovebox opened up, revealing a Smith & Wesson snub-nosed .38 revolver and 2 speedloaders next to it.

He got out of the car, and despite the fact that he was scared as hell, he got close to one of the walkers that was trying to get up, pressed the barrel of the revolver against it's head and pulled the trigger, killing it. Joe wasn't a good shooter at all, he only knew the basics and his training was next to none. But from that point blank range nobody, not even a newbie like him, could miss. The recoil combined with his lack of training made Joe lose his attention for a second as he dropped the snubbie revolver and started shaking his right arm. In the meantime the other two walkers left were back up on their feet. As Joe leaned down to grab the revolver, one of them grabbed him in an attempt to bite him. Joe fell on the ground as he dropped the revolver again which ended up underneath one of the cars. Joe was now struggling with a walker on top of him and another one just a couple of feet away. Joe stared at the young lady which he was close to die for. "Get out of here now!" He yelled as he was holding the neck of the walker on top of him preventing it from biting him, but it was useless because the other one was close and once he would reach Joe it would be game over.