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The crazy navy man was running off. Time to end this problem "Mr Midshipman. You are not only being rather overpowered but also no trying to calm the situation" He unslung the rifle from his back and sighted it. "Now please stop rushing in and give everyone a chance to react. Thats before I shoot your ankel off" (Im being serious. If your going for a quick move down make your post longer. You are running around give none of us time to react.) he poped the hammer back "5 rounds left, I belive I could stop you with five rounds"
"Well then navy man." he pulled the rife around his shoulder and picked up the bike "I guess im with you" he put the bike up and climbed up to the roof.
"My friend, you have a sea of zombies stopping you from getting across" he picked up his gun, checking its sights. "The way I see it you have two options to get over there" he rested the gun on the wall. "Way One" holding up one finger "You go Leroy Jenkins and hope you live. Thats the bad idea." he holds up two finger "Way two is somone stays here sniping any who get close to you and three get across" he holds up three fingers "Or way three, You just wait for them to go away. Or the forth way is to make noise and kill them all" he sits down on a table "You should all choose what you want to do" he stopped talking after that as he twisted the range finder on the scope.
"Look what yu did, now we have a freind on the other building" he took his rifle and notched it out the window "Nice and easy" he breathed out and squeased the trigger at the new girl on the building. The bullet hit the grund next to her but made a point
"Hello Midshipman. Bit far from the docks are you not" It was sad to see a fellow officer fall to this, but war can do this to you. Then again so can being alone. "You know what? I like you. You have guts". But guts doesnt excuse you from that. He ran at the now unarmed man smashing him with the but of the rifle and holding the barrel to his neck at a distance. "You move and ill shoot you. "Unlike you my dear fellow my code is shoot anyone who uses others to his gain."
Richard was happy in the towns streets. He was never one for company, the company he kept never stayed much long. Be that them going to University, Marriage or just dying. It was sad to think that his life came to that but that's why the apocalypse happened. 'Chink' as the bike hit a rock, it was a good bike... well as good as as a bike could be. It was calming out here alone, since the dead never bothered him he saw no reason to kill them, The humans though... THAT'S the reason he needs guns and ammo. Most have adapted a 'Shoot first' mentality. He turned the corner slowly to see a woman on the building. He parked the bike up and looked up at her "Fine day is it not?" he had a crisp upper-class accent and he stood below, he had the M1 Grand in his hands as he aligned the sights. 'Move and ill shoot' Now that's not good. He turned to see a person, couldn't tell if it was a man or woman but it was someone holding up a poor defenceless woman. Shouldering the gun he aimed it at him "Chap, lets not cause more trouble in these bad times. Lower your gun and we can all leave here alive." he pulled the bar back, full mag.
@EklispeIm not as active as I once was. I stop by occasionaly but dont hope for much
thats a deal.
Wait whats happening? And im online when i am online.
@User
I just don't like you and the way you right sometimes. You tend to not use proper grammar.


First off, we have only met once. Twice if you count that other RP where you warned everyone of me. Secondly, there is something called dyslexia and that I have been using grammar in the last few months. Aside from that its not that you dont trust me, its that you just dont like who I am and that you cannot comprehend the level of insanity I work at.
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