Sky Destan
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-Sky, who had been standing next to the wall enjoying a can of dr. pepper, was blown back, over a table. He landed on his face, laying there for a few seconds, before standing up quickly, looking for his soda. He sighed sadly when he saw the can spilling its contents onto the floor next to him. He then looked to Odessa, almost as if he was going to speak, but she had already left, so he gestured to the remaining people in the house, pointing towards a door in the far corner of the room.-
"That storm is lookin pretty bad out there, partly good for us because it will dispose of some of those zombies, also bad cause it could possible tear the roof off this place. So we shall head into my basement, or as I call it, the "Bunker." The storm won't be able to touch us there. And in the highly unlikely event that zombies get past Joe and down here, I have a tunnel that leads out of there and into one of the buildings Raike and I zombie-proofed a while ago, almost like our second safe house, but not as comfortable as this one... almost no soda too... anyway, lets go! I got someone who might want to meet you people."
-Sky headed down the steps, Raike following after grabbing a dozen cans of sprite and heading down the steps. The Bunker appeared to be a standard basement, save for a two couches and carpeted flooring. On the left side of the room, there was a wall filled with all types of salvaged weapons, even the most unlikely combination's, such as a machete blade merged with a base guitar(part of Sky's special weapon cache) or a baseball bat tied onto the back of a shotgun. Sky took off his favorite one, a electric guitar with two silenced G18 machine pistols at the head of the guitar, hooked up so that when one began to"shred" it opened fire. It was also used to bash heads open.-
Raike Destan
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"Yo Dizzy! You still alive!? We got some friends here who need some upgrades!"
-A rumbling was head off in the dark corner of the room. A female head popped out of the pile of scrap metal, her dark brown hair tied back with a rubber band. Raike walked over, digging her hand out of the pile and pulled her up, not seeming to put that much effort into it.-
Dizzy
((Minor Character, like Joe))
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-Dizzy stood and brushed herself off. She wore a green shirt and brown cargo pants, with a few oi; stains visible on the front.-
"Heh, thanks Raike, sometimes I tend to drown in my work."
-She snickered at the lame pun, but when she noticed no one else was laughing, she straightened up, looking at the new faces.-
"So yeah, no offense, but to survive here, your gonna need guns, swords and knives won't quite do the trick, specially since zombies still function with severed limbs."
-She clapped her hands together, removing more dust and gestured to the wall with weapons mounted on it."
"Feel free to take what you want from there, they are already loaded. If you want extra ammo, your gonna have to go find it in that pile over there... just kidding, its on the shelves on the opposite wall."