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After a long and strange siege of his anti-zombie penitentiary of doom, Belaris sets out in his trustworthy UMP and abandons the fortress. He flies through a largish arch and sets out into the fifteenth dimension, where he is promptly eaten by a Lesser Frilled Green Bandersnatch. (i got bored sorry (and he went insane the base is clear for all who want it))
And tumbleweeds cause of post 9 (Great Drought of Oreo)
*listens to the radio transmission of the carnage on Sergeant sask's side, he turns to his Lieutenant*
Do you have that artillery piece up yet?
Yes sir. *the Lieutenant answered*
Good, fire twenty rounds at these coordinates, the mortars can't reach that far *he hands the man a sheet of paper with multiple coordinates on it*
-Radio transmission-
Location: Bravo255224
HELP, HELP this is Sammyfun... *gunshots*... Infected EVERYWHERE *gunshots**screams**moans**gunshots**
more moans*.... GET off my leg you son of a bitch... *More gunshots*. What the... Oh my God it's her, IT'S HER, THE WITCH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
-End transmission-
-Radio transmission-
Location: Bravo255224
*shoots witch just thats about to kill sammyfun* this is spec ops group omega if they want war....we'll give em war! *steps on the witches head crushing it*
-end transmission-
Sammy turn towards the spec op commander. Sammy says "Thanks man you really saved my ass." "Don't mention it" he replies " man I thought I was the only survivor left." Both Sammy and the spec op shake hands. Then more infected start comming.
(By the way did you get that line from Metro2033, just asking)
"no your not me and my 3 man squad have been threw hell and back saving peoples life countless of times"-reloads duel desert eagles- -pats your back- "We will be on your side as long as you can shoot a gun" -gives you m16- "where gonna need all the help we can get"
(no i got it from halo wars trailer spartan group omega thing and the war thing x3)
Missed me?
Jakob stepped off the ruble. He was in the remains of New York city. What he was on now was one of the gargoyles from the empire state building witch had apparently collapsed two months prior. He sucked in his surroundings, Fire and smoke from distant battles that raged on in the city, The burnt out frames of fallen sky scrapers, And the remains of the statue of liberty witch was missing its torch arm and half its head. He and several other survivors, all soldiers. He had left the ruins of Nevada (Yes that is were it takes place) to go to god knows were. Most would consider him a traitor or deserter but he didn't care. He heard something that peaked his interest... A radio was screaming off his last battery... In the middle of the broadcast he heard screaming... And the names of who he left. He took a second to pray for there safety when another broadcast, It was from someone in the UK
"HELLO! HELLO? Is anyone there?" Jakob Yelled but more bad frequency.
Jakob pulled a slab and sat on it working on the radio.
"Is everything alright there? Are there survivors? Is it safe!" But nothing...
BEST POST HERE!
current positon: small town, appears to be the sight of recent battle (yes the one with the rescue and mysterious teleport of echo) between Riker forces and a group called Sask.
Nysiob to Breaker... Recieved transmission
Send coordinates and I will rendevous as soon as possible.
Nysiob lowered the radio and looked out from the crashed helicopter and the charred remains, If they thought they had killed the witch they had another thing comming. Even Oreo had been locked in battle for months before he defeated the pair. Besides, if they had, the tumbleweed attacks would not remain so concentrated. They and the zombies would be leaderless, at least for a while...
actually my entry, including the witch, is based on the story. That was the original Autumn War related theory for why Oreo didn't post in... I think it was early 2009. so it should be easy to addd me, just means a new, lone, character at the place where Sask's first mortar barrage hit (I thought the napalm scorch was a dead giveaway)
Anyway, back to the story...
Nysiob to breaker, I hear Artillery fire, what's your 20, over!
*Will smirked as the artillery gun stopped firing*
Get me comms with Sergeant Sask.
Yes sir.
*there was a pause and than the lieutenant came rushing back*
Sir! we've got undead moving up from the south! orders sir?
*Will let a small smirk escape his features* Get the men on the turrets, i've been waiting for this day to happen, let's show them why they shouldn't mess with a fully organized and prepared camp of survivors.
Yes sir!
*As the Lieutenant ran off to relay the news, Will went over to his bunk and reached underneath it, taking out a sword case. He set it on the bed and opened it up, the sheath of a saber lay resting in it. He removed it from its casing and strapped it to his belt, he would make sure it got to taste the blood of a foe before the day was up.*
The pounding stopped. It was the same as all those other times, noone yet had managed to fight off the witch and Nysiob assumed that Sask, or whoever he was was dead.
But this time felt different somehow...
-Tear Nysiob to any survivors, am at location of Sask/Riker showdown, Any survivors come in. over!-
He lowered the radio and set out due South, toward the gunfire from the previous night. He would probably find only corpses, but it was another step towards the Witch. He still didn't know how to stop her, but he had to find her, or one of the two survivors...
*Will felt the satisfying spray of blood hit his face, he smirked. His lobbed the head clean off of the zombie in front of him with his saber and swung his blade through, amputating the arm of another. The creature howled and tried to swipe at him with its remaining arm, Will jumped back a meter, the blow missing him. The zombie swung again, and will swung his sword again, severing the other arm. The zombie looked at the bloody stumps of its once arms, than looked back at Will in time to see the bloodied tip of the blade pierce through its forehead. Will licked the blood off of the side of his blade, and than spat it out, it tasted vile and unpure, he wanted human blood. He roared out a battle cry and charged deeper into the fray. *
((no my character isn't a vampire >_>))
Over the bloodshed of all the zombies and survivors,A shooter emerges a psycho sniper nicknamed Psychopozzie,A new recruit with his favored weapons Barret 50 cal, Model 18 and A Spas 12 shotgun all wrapped in a heavy bulk of armour . "Lets see what i can do to help the survivors"
Pulls out a Modified barret 50 cal ,Shoots a couple of zombies before getting bored. charges in with a spas 12 . as he entered the fighting bulk all you can see is more blood splatting everywhere as he shot a couple of zombs in the face. "Eat shit and Die"(<--- gears of war XD)
Sammy and the spec op start moving towards the sound of gunfire and mortars. After the recent battle with the infected all he wanted was rest but he knew he couldn't untill it was all over. Sammy recounts the battle with the witch, something had scared it when it was in a telekinesis grip of Sammy, it was like it was scared of Sammy and for a moment he could hear the faint words it had spoken to him "the one, he is the one" before the spec op shot it in the head. Sammy shakes his head. There was no time to think about that stuff. So by he and the spec op keep moving. "To the sound of gunfire is where we go" Sammy mutters to himself.
-Incoming radio transmission-
(Static)God fucking dammit!Christ, so close to human contact! If there is anyone,ANYONE, out there, please, can you receive this message? I'm not asking for help, DO NOT RESCUE ME, just one fucking conversation with a simple bloody human being! -End transmission-
-Journal entry 345-
Lost someone on the radio. I hope i am not going insane. Please, god, let me keep my sanity! It's okay, i will be fine, i will be fine, i will be fine.
-Incoming radio transmission-
IS THERE ANY FUCKING HUMAN BEIN(pause), ah fuck it, there is nobody on the radio -End transmission-
Sammy grasps his arm in pain. He looks at his arm, the birthmark is glowing a bright orange then as sunddenly as it appears it disapears. The rest of the day was as usual.
as me and sammy walk to the gun fire i pause him and the other 2 to stop then wisper "wait i see something at the distance" one of the spec op member gives me a bonoculer and as i scan threw the area i then get shocked from what i see and start to shake "dear god!!! theres thousands of them!!!! no....MILLIONS!!! as they slowly start to walk then sprint twords up with a horabble hoard call"SHIIIT WE GOTTA FUCKING ME GO GO GO!!!!" runs with the group shooting the light machine gun styer aug
double post my bad lol 2 misspelled up=us me=move that should fix it xD
*looked up, the swarm of undead never seeming to end over the horizon, there had to be thousands of them. He licked his lips softly in anticipation, this would be truelly fun. He brought up the radio*
This is the captain, all units break off defensive positions and attack, they wish to fight close up, and we'll show them what happens to those that choose to do so.
*Than clicked off his radio. As a small mob of undead charged towards him he gave off a small smirk, this really was where the fun began.*
Part of the infected horde. Come charging towards Sammy and the spec ops thousand apoun thousands come charging though it was a small group compared to the horde attacking Wil. Sammy pulls out his M4A1 and aims at the head of the closest infected and pulls the trigger. Bang, the bullet hits tis mark and the peices of infecteds head fly out in all directions Sammy turns to his left. Bang, he takes down another he turns to the right. Bang, drops another. Meanwhile the spec op comander issues comands to his squad while firing his gun. This countinued for hours until like all battles with the infected they ran out of ammo. At which not wanting to retreat they pull out there melle weapons and begin the brutal but fun task of stabbing and bashing each and every infecteds head. "Time to show these infected sons of bitches what were made of" Sammy yells at the spec op commander "YEAH just keep them away from my ASS" came the reply. Then one infected ran up to Sammy and bit him in the shoulder. Sammy yells in pain then another bites him in the leg then another takes a chunck of his other soulder. It looked like the end for Sammy until his arm began to glow then it soon intensifified. Until it was a VERY bright orange that no one culd have missed for miles. Then almost like it was by command they stopped. Mouths closed and their eyes turned towards Sammy. Then for some reason they ran away. Sammy walks up to the others their mouths gapping at Sammy he asks "WHAT are you looking at". One of the spec ops reply "y...y... Your a witch"....
sammyfun
Again no word from Oreo DAMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!