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"He seemed about ready to do it himself..." Castle muttered.
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"And I understand that. Things are turning real bad, real fast. Now let's get outta here before more come!" Just as he said that, two zombies came from around a pillar, shuffling towards John and Lenin. John pulled his gun, shot, and missed. "Ack!" he yelled, as he ran towards the car, firing. A bullet finally hit the zombie's head, and it fell to the ground.
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Castle spun. "Christ! Scared the hell outta me!"
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*Lenin stood up picking up his gun, he turned & looked at the museum across the street* "That could be useful.." *Lenin pulled out a cigarette & lit it* "I could probably get a vehicle working in there, Just need the right parts. Plus they have guns."
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"The museum? Those are some old goddamn guns... why don't we just try the gun shop if we want weapons?"
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"I wouldn't mind an M1 Garand. I vote museum." Castle said, cleaning the blade of his Bowie knife.
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"Plus I think I need some new clothes... these smell like intestines... dont ask why." *Lenin turned to a zombie and simply took his knife & began twisting it in the zombie's left eye*
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"All right, museum. I'll take a Garand too, that's a really nice weapon."
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Lenin walked up the steps cleaning his knife..He began to whistle the CCCP anthem
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"So, you from Russia? When'd you come over here?"
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Castle stopped dead in his tracks.
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Heather followed closely behind the group clutching her baseball bat tightly in her hands.
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"Ehh bout a week ago I was droped off as a scout with three other men. Dont know why, but they told us that we would be eliminating these things & saving civies. We were the only ones that spoke english, but my comrades died." * He looked down for a moment * "Anywho.., I honestly just want to see my wife. She worries I might be dead. Often. Im a Spetsnaz." *he turned to Castle.* "Afraid of Russia are we?" * he let out a chuckle & broke open the door*
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John raised his eyebrows at Castle. He gestured, and followed Lenin, gun held at the ready.
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Anger swelled inside Castle. First he was from the same country as those who had murdered his father. Now he was taunting him. He gripped his Bowie knife.
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"Now no need to murder me, If it comforts you my wife is american." * Lenin gave a soft look to Castle * " Now im going to the WWII Red Army section for some guns & clothes. Lets meet here at..." * Lenin checked his watch * " 21:30. Ok?"
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"Whatever," Castle said walking off in the direction of the WWII Allied Forces section. "If you see any infected, shot them in the head, I guess."
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"Yeah," he said, heading off with Castle. "I'm gonna get me an M1 Garand or Carbine."
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*Lenin Rumaged through the displays, grabbing himself a PPsh, a SKS rifle & best of all an MG-42.* "No Russian uniforms huh.." L enin scrached his head then turned to a American trench coat With a winter infentrymen's uniform & helmet.* " It will do.." * Now re armed & re clothed Lenin sat in the lobby, cleaning the MG-42 while smoking a cigarette.
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John came out just minutes later clad in a replica American Civil War Union Uniform, an M1 Carbine, and a huge combat knife swaying from his belt. He was wearing a World War I gas mask, and a helmet from the World War I. "How do I look? I thought about going full on World War II captain, but this suited me more. Nice trenchcoat by the way," his voice was less audible through the old fashioned gas-mask.
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Castle found an M1 Garand and checked it, loaded it and cleaned it. He looked around some more and found a spear in the Ancient Civillalization area. "Cool." He went to Cold War and found a rifle scope. "Much better than my other," he muttered under his breath. He abandoned his other rifle and, with some adjusting, managed to get the scope on his M1 Garand. He then found a pump-action shotgun. A M1897 Trench Shotgun, to be exact. He picked up a few grenades and grabbed a shotgun shell bandolier. He stepped back in the room that John and the Russian were in.
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"Thanks Comrade. It was this or the Nazi uniform." "Only thing left to do is lock and load." * Lenin took a long drag on his cigarette & then threw it down & stomped it out. He then threw his old backpack down & opened it. It was filled with ammo & a picture on top which he grabed & shoved in his coat pocket* "Grab what you need."
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Castle reached in the bag and pulled out clip after clip of rounds, picking up shotgun shells, too. Soon he was so heavy, he thought he couldn't walk. he took a sip from the canteen he'd found and filled up.
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John reached in, and pulled out ammo, enough to fill the leather bag from an exhibit. He grabbed some duct tape out of the bag, and duct taped the combat knife to his wrist, making a sort of a hidden blade. "Aww yeaaa"
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"Hey, Russian dude, did Australia get hit by this ☺☺☺☺?" She asked sitting down on a small bench in the room, "The zombies, I mean..."
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"I think I said it did before..." Castle muttered again.
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"I imagine most of the world's countries have these bastards in them"
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"I believe Madagscar doesn't," Castle said. "Maybe we could find a way there?" (Reference to Pandemic 2)
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"Madagascar? Do you know how to pilot a plane or captain a boat?"
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"No, I don't know how to fly a plane, but a small motorboat will do until we get to a better dock."
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"So are we really going to Madagascar? 'Cause we'll need to get moving, this stuff is spreading fast."
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"Madagascar? No guns, no booze, no army, no way." *Lenin looked around* "Look lets hunker down somewhere & then talk about this."
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"You friggin' addict! Just because there isn't alchhol, you're willing to risk everyone's safety, just so you can decide where we go and if it's appropriate enough? And the damn army doesn't give a crap about us! DamnRussian!" Castle walked out of the museum. "You can fend for yourselves. I'm leaving."
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"What?! Hey, we'll have a much better chance of survival if we just STICK TOGETHER!! Now come on, we need to protect eachother, use teamwork to get through this thing. By going out there without others just puts your life at even greater risk!"
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"You think I care if I die or not?! I left everything behind because of this stupid thing! And now, we aren't going to the safest place we could think of because of an addiction!"
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"We never said we weren't going! Maybe he's right, maybe we should hunker down for a while and talk it over, or maybe we should just go. Either way, we need to try and survive!"
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