Racoon City

yeah, we're heading back to base recovery, gear up and be ready to go

*He laughs and rides up on their other side and starts to talk to them* so what's the plan...please tell me you guys do have one...

well the more help, the better, come on we need to get going

*rools my eyes as i blow a bubble with my bubble gum and say*i dont date during a zombie crises.*rides off to meet up with the rest of foxboys friends*

*He laughs at her then winks at her with a lecherous smirk* You know I'd try to get your number on a regular basis...but this isn't regular now is it?

yea,theres not many of us left.the names rouge,dont know who this dude is.i picked him up after saveing his buddys behinds.nice shooting,i love the guns.

*Loud gun shots are heard throughout the crowd of zombies and soon one in front eyeing Zack and Rouge appears to lose his head followed by a large black motorcycle rolling over his body with a driver with his arms extended to their own side the left with a Black gun and the Right with a White gun each appearing to have a rapid fire feature as they seem to empty all 22 of their 50 cal bullets to into many zombies skulls.* You stupid meat lovers!! can't you catch yourselves a meal!?...Ha!! I think not!! * as everyone looks back they see a strange black man wearing a long red trench coat with no shirt grinning towards them as he puts his guns in their back holsters and drives up along side of them* Nice to know I'm not the only Human meal in this city! The names Mugen....

hey, whats going on, *pulls machine gun out*

*looks at the radar too, then sees a blip that appears and then disappears quickly* What the- *the blip appears closer to zach,as it's energy signature skyrockets,and it disappears, causing my radar to get fuzzy from static* uh....*pulls out my walkie-talkie and screams* Zach, get the hell outta there!

*does what the guy named john seys and rides off to where zach is and blows the heads off of enough of the zombies that i can ride up to him,pull him onto the back of the bike,and drive off running several zombies down and tossing my last cherry bomb sised fir granade into the middle of the zombies,burning most of them.i ride back to catch up with the others and we arrive safley befour the hybrid zombie even find us*

*i look on a radar and sees tons of zombies surrounding me and none of them moving toward me* somthing is up....none of them are attacking me....they are just...standing there..... *looks around seeing them all licking their lips just sitting there* there is a zombie hybrid near my position.....not human like...but zombie like.....

(gen, you can't says that we all escaped safely,you have to do something that makes us get away,otherwise you would be controlling other people,and that' against the rules)

*sighs*

we gotta get outta here

*looks down the street* They're coming! (and his name is Zach, in just about every rp gen)

Rouge! Grab zack and come on!

*runs,sheathing my katana(plural,just so you know) and doing a flip off of the roof* Let's go then!

crap!, no time!, lets go!

*looks up the road with a pair of binoculars* Oh man.....they followed us....the infection spread faster than we thought....... *stabs a hole through the ceiling, and cuts it open* sticking my head through* We gotta go! Grab any items of sentimental value, cause we ain't coming back!

I didn't mean "get comfortable" in that in that way, but we got what we need, so lets get outta here, Drago come on, *heads out to my hummer*

we may be on the same side.but that doesnt mean you get to joke arround like that.and my name is rouge,now goth girl.*hands you the ammo*

hey, we're on the same side

*smacks the guy that said the pervy remark on the back of the head and i walk up stares with my hand held machine gun in my right hand.i grab the stuff i was told to get and walk back down stares*

we're leaving as soon as I get what I need, that's why I said "dont get comfortable"

*laughs at the comment* seriously, if you do get comfortable, then you'll get dead...

hey goth girl, go upstairs and get the ammo, you get the guns, and for god sakes, don't get comfortable