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- 1-3 posts per week
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- Intermediate
- Adept
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- Pretty much will play anything so long as I consider the concept to be good. Less concerned about the genre than I am the story.
From high above, a corpse fell to the ground with a heavy thud. Wraith was above, surrounded and trying to fight his way clear. He was pressed right up against the edge of the roof, surrounded by about eight corpses. His rifle unfortunately had fallen with the corpse he'd thrown off the edge, which put him at a bit of a disadvantage as he pulled his knife out. It was a quick exchange, and he'd managed to kill most of them before being bitten. As his last maneuver, he grabbed the last corpse and pulled it with him to the ground, resulting in another thud and and the sound of snapping bone.
With his men's numbers dwindling, Requiem knew they had to finish things quickly. Thankfully, the numbers inside were thinning rapidly. With the outside clear, and most of the inside clear, they were getting somewhere. Two casualties out of a five person team though were not good odds, even if they had managed to kill a few hundred zeds. He swung his blade, decapitating another corpse.
Golem and Slenderman met together in the combat field, cleaving and smashing zombies as they approached, and doing rather well. The two heavily armoured men were clearing a path through the dead, and with Requiem and the person they didn't know helping, the work was quickly done. The zombies inside were dead.
Requiem sighed, kicking a corpse aside as he leaned against a wall, catching his breath. "What's the status?" He called out, immediately receiving responses from his comrades. He turned his attention to the hole in the roof and faced Slenderman. "Your work I'm assuming?" He asked. That hole was going to need to be patched if the building was to hold together. It made a rather good storage space, and he'd have preferred it to remain as such.
"Sorry about that Boss, wasn't a clear way in, and they needed a safe place to stay" The tall man remarked pointing up.
Requiem sighed "Alright, whoever's up there, it's clear down here, y'all can come on down." He called, shaking his head as Golem started pulling corpses out of the building. It wasn't fun work, but it was necessary. Rotting corpses weren't good for a building, and they provided camouflage for any new corpses that showed up.
With his men's numbers dwindling, Requiem knew they had to finish things quickly. Thankfully, the numbers inside were thinning rapidly. With the outside clear, and most of the inside clear, they were getting somewhere. Two casualties out of a five person team though were not good odds, even if they had managed to kill a few hundred zeds. He swung his blade, decapitating another corpse.
Golem and Slenderman met together in the combat field, cleaving and smashing zombies as they approached, and doing rather well. The two heavily armoured men were clearing a path through the dead, and with Requiem and the person they didn't know helping, the work was quickly done. The zombies inside were dead.
Requiem sighed, kicking a corpse aside as he leaned against a wall, catching his breath. "What's the status?" He called out, immediately receiving responses from his comrades. He turned his attention to the hole in the roof and faced Slenderman. "Your work I'm assuming?" He asked. That hole was going to need to be patched if the building was to hold together. It made a rather good storage space, and he'd have preferred it to remain as such.
"Sorry about that Boss, wasn't a clear way in, and they needed a safe place to stay" The tall man remarked pointing up.
Requiem sighed "Alright, whoever's up there, it's clear down here, y'all can come on down." He called, shaking his head as Golem started pulling corpses out of the building. It wasn't fun work, but it was necessary. Rotting corpses weren't good for a building, and they provided camouflage for any new corpses that showed up.