Zombies Unleashed

Rolling his eyes, Carlos interupted; "I didn't ask for your life story, not enough time for that anyway." He said, uncaring wether he was being rude or not. "C'mon, then." he added and continued walking. "You're bloody lucky to have lived this long out here."

The small boy nodded numbly before he explained that he'd been living here before everything went pear-shaped.
"I've been here... since before the ... things took over." He was trying to his hardest not to shake, the boy clearly wasn't in the best of states "M-my... my names Skye Robyn Hitachen" he went on to explain a little bit more about himself but not much.

Glancing down at Skye, Carlos was relieved to find out it wasn't a zombie but one of his own. "Do. Not. Do that. Again. Okay?" He said between breaths and flinging his gun over his shoulder again. "Anyway. Onto business; Who are you and why are you out here?"

Ducking just in time the red head looked up at Carlos in fear.

Jumping in fright and letting out a yell of fear, the man pulled the rifle down from his shoulder and spun around pointing it straight forward and almost hitting Skye over the head in the process.

Gently Skye tapped the man in front of him on the shoulder, awaiting some sort of response.

Carlos continued to walk with no idea that there was a younger boy behind him. Despite how tall the dark haired male was, he was only just 20 years old.

Biting his lip the scrawny boy made his way over to Carlos silently. The red head couldn't have been any older than 15.

Humming to himself, the dark haired older male continued to walk with his rifle slung over his shoulder. Despite all the panic everywhere else, he seemed rather calm about it which others would consider as madness.

As the man raised his voice a person peered around the corner at him. The persons skin was pale almost white, the hands were male but the face looked slightly feminime. Short orange hair lay strewn across his face almost imparing his vision.
The person wasn't too sure if it was safe to walk out towards the stranger, seeing how the man had treated the zombie he didn't want to recieve the same greeting.

Everything was silent. The only thing audiable was the occasional whistling of the wind through the branches of dead and dying tree's. This area had come to be known as "No-mans land". It certainly lived up to it's name, there wasn't a single person in sight. Well... Apparantly there wasn't. A shambling figure stood in the distance who seemed to be dragging their leg along the ground. This figure was soon met by another, though with a quick and loud gun shot it fell to the floor and began to twitch.

The first figure stood tall now, with no limp. Brushing back his medium length dark hair, he flung a large rifle over his shoulder before mumbling something about someone being an idiot (most likely reffering to the twitching, re-animated corpse on the ground). The man now walked normally, his blue eyes occasionally looking around at the surroundings. "Well, this sure is fun..." He grumbled to himself, as he continued to walk. Raising his other hand he slapped himself in the face. "Why? Why did I think there would be people alive in no-mans land? Honestly! It's in the friggin' name!"

YAYYYY *hugs* XD

*shrugs* Alrighty xD Gimme a while to think of a decent intro xD

hrmmm
maybe the world has been overun with zombies for a couple of years??

OKAY OKAY D<
But first; how are we gonna do this? xD As in... What time, setting, how does it start off? etc.

YOU DO IT 'COZ I'M GETTING READY TO GO TO WORK ;D

LOLOLOLOLOL
YOU DO FIRST POST COS I'M LAZY ;DDD

TEE HEE :D
BLAME LIVVI ;D

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