Re: Zombie Apocalypse RP

#53
I ended up being somewhat fortunate, as it seemed that only two sets of stairs were damaged, I just took the stairs for the remaining two floors.

The buiding was full of dead undeads, whoever was here took good care of keeping this place secured, yet I didn't see anyone on the fouth floor. Taking out the note again I buried my face in my hand, I had mistook a 4 for a 9.

Sighing, I took out my water and drink a bit before going up the stairs again.

And so, after going all the way up, I'm here, in front of the only closed door of the floor. And, shotgun in hand, I open it.

I can see three guys there, playing cards, one of them is also eating a sandwich. They don't see me.

I smell something delicious, also.

"Is that... bacon?" I say in a friendly tone, announcing my presence.

OOC: Happy birthday spartan.

Just for precaution I don't lower the shotgun.
God is perfect -> Nobody is perfect -> I'm nobody --> I'm perfect --> I'm God.

Re: Zombie Apocalypse RP

#54
I see the door open and the guy enter with a shotgun ready. For some reason he doesn't trust us. Why would that be? Its not like there's and apocalypse...oh wait...there is one. <sarcasm>

"Lower that thing son, you might hurt yourself"

He ask about the bacon. Its my bacon, no one will touch it, much less eat it.

"Yes, but its only mine. Take a seat, we are playing cards"

OOC: Thanks!
-Resident Bacon Fanatic-

Re: Zombie Apocalypse RP

#55
"Oh, I wasn't going to ask you for it." I say, removing my motorist helmet. It is my first time meeting anyone in months, they seem pacific, so I was not gonna talk to them with it over my head. It muffles my voice. Also it would be rude. "I'm just surprised you managed to preserve the bacon. Electricity was gone in the firsts days, so all the bacon went mossy after some weeks."

I sit in the floor, opening my bag and taking out several cans of fruits, vegatagles and meat. The three guys keep playing and making small talk as I do it, so I take the opportunity to introduce myself.

"The name is Lusor, no surname. I've been in this street for three months, mostly alone, and I take that you guys are why the corpses are so active today. So mind filling me in what is so suddenly interest in this place. If you are looking for resources, let me tell you that at least five other groups of people had already raided this place. Sorry."

"Also, won't you change some of your bacon? I have canned everythingg! I have pineapple on its own juice, delicious fish, some mushrooms, this thing without lavel... well all you can see before me. But I would kill for some fresh bacon."
God is perfect -> Nobody is perfect -> I'm nobody --> I'm perfect --> I'm God.

Re: Zombie Apocalypse RP

#56
I see another guy getting inside the shelter, his name it's Lusor

"Cool name, never saw anyone with that name"

I end my can of pasta and leavee the can in my backpack, those things are useful

"Um..Hope i can find some good weapons, i don't know a AKM and a rifle or something, like your weapons *point at Issac*"
WOOMY! *squid glibberish*
my water changed to this form by boiling, extensively used for the generation of mechanical power, for heating purposes, etc.

Re: Zombie Apocalypse RP

#57
"Interesting name... yeah. Give an old latin dictionary to a bored pregnat woman and the child is destinied to have an odd name."

I pull out the maze of tubes and valves attached to a camping-gas.

"I wish you luck finding weapons. I had to make this thing myself, good weapons got looted far back."
God is perfect -> Nobody is perfect -> I'm nobody --> I'm perfect --> I'm God.

Re: Zombie Apocalypse RP

#59
"Yes, they usually have some weapons in them. But they never carry too much ammo and if you needed to kill one, probably you attracted a lot of zombies. I just use them until I got no ammunation and then throw them away."

"By the way, anyone knows what MtG is? I'm carrying 4 decks with me and I'm itching to play."
God is perfect -> Nobody is perfect -> I'm nobody --> I'm perfect --> I'm God.