*'Well I guess that was to be expected'*

*Fires 3 more 50cal rounds downrange emptying the magazine then collects the brass and makes some hand loads*

*Sees a half naked Welshman with long hair looking like Father Jack running through the undergrowth*

*' '*

*Strips and cleans Nemesis and tucks into a SPAM sandwich*.

*Emerges from under his camo net in his tree hideout. Seeing all the maniacs being chased by zombies, starts target practising. 'POW! POW!' as the shots echo through the not-so-silent forest. Notices Dave running towards him, wildly (but rather accurately) shooting his FAL around, and takes aim at him. Centering the crosshair first at his torso, pulls the trigger; subsequently, moves the scope upwards on the slowing target and takes aim between Daves eyes, sending another heavy slug on its way.*

*Hears gunshots*

*Moves there*

*Sees Rewan's back*

* *

*Sticks "I am zombie saver" on his back*

*Runs*

*Wakes up to a lovely crisp morning with not a cloud in the sky. Sets up a fire eats Breakfast / Brunch and calls in an air drop of yet more supplies for building*

*Then Rewan hear another plane noise... he looks on the sky and see a B-52 of US army comming this say, yells "Huraaa", shot a Zombie and a Ruskie then see huge flames near the lab, say: "CARPET BOMBING !! TO THE SHELTERS !!". Rewan run away but the lab is blasted by 600Kg bombs and a big rock hit his head killing him*

Note: We're ALL dead

A: You can't control us.
B: I'm some mile and a half away in a forest as is scorpy and IIRC JynX. (Dave is dead)?

I don't control you ! You CAN'T survive a carpet bombing

Well you typed, 'Note: We're ALL dead' which to me is you trying to control us Like I said 3 or 4 of us were some distance away from the carpet bombing. My grandfather next door but neighbour had a 500KG SC500 land in his garden in WW2 which would of wiped out 5 or so houses either side of the road I know how big the bags are.

*Continues running through the forest*

*stops*

*Wonders who the hell this "Dave" guy is and why blackscorpion is seems so keen to continually murder him without provacation or, indeed, even the capacity to murder him (especially that time he had all his weapons taken away yet somehow managed to shoot him). Indeed, if this was some sort of RPG, he would clearly be labelled a powergamer with some sort of unusual and unexplainable grudge.*

*Notices that while he's been thinking this he's managed to get out of the forest and has been running for the past few minutes through open ocean*

I'm safe!

...

I'm drowning!

Someone send a lifeboat!


(Mark! You know full well that I don't have long hair and I'm fully clothed... unless you're talking about this mysterious "Dave" guy... there's someone in my physics group called "Daffyd" who seems to fit that description though... is it him?)

*Hears a BOOM behind him*

*Sees D@VE*

* " huh....kill him or not ? Let's see..." *

*"Hey dave, put your weapon I will cause no harm....Hey are you listening ?? Hey where are you running heeeeey !!!" *

*running Dave crashes into Lee, making him fall into a hole and runs away*

*Yaeaaaaaaargh*

This post has been edited by Avalla'ch: Jul 20 2010, 15:32

I say Mr. Lee! What you doing at bottom of this fine Ocean!?

And more importantly, do you have a lifeboat? I could really use one right now?

*Spots someone in the distance stealthily moving towards the hive*

*Hmm?*

*Cycles bolt flicks off safety adjusts for variables and fires a Mk 211 Mod 0 round downrange from the Nemesis. There is a muffled thud that disturbs quiet evening. The target stands still for some 2 or 3 seconds then their head falls off and they collapse in a heap*

I likes these new Combined Effects Rounds

See Here

*Walks to Lee and helps him stand up*

Ah! Mr. Marxists! What are you doing at the bottom of this fine ocean!

And, more importantly, do you have a liftboat or something? I'm surprised I've managed to hold my breath for 2 days, but I don't think I could continue much longer

*After trekking for a day gets to the ocean and clambers aboard a speed boat and tracks Dave on his WPST (Welsh person tracking system)*

*Gets over his position and drops 25 KG of explosives over the side with a note saying 'x-mas came early this yea'*

*Sails some distance and triggers the remote sending Dave out of the water and onto the deck of the boat*

It's yar turn mate.

*sits on his desert island sitting steaming coffee from a coconut shell wondering what the hell all the palava is out on the water as his monkey waiter tops up his bowl of honey roast cashews*

*Slaps Mark across the face with a Haddock*

You git!
You could have just given me a lifeboat.

Oh, by the way, you should probabley take that WPST to a mechanic or something, it's clearly malfunctioning.
Wait a second, weren't you just in a forest!? But you're on a boat!? The forest must be on the boat! What the hell!? I'm out of this madness!

*Jumps overboard and starts swimming to Ireland*

*Player: D@V£ has left the island*

XD I did say after a day of trekking i reached the water you fool

I pity the fool who fools the fool...

*Does something.*

*watches in shocked horror as BS does something, shoots him for being so vulgar in public*