Post by Leon on Oct 22, 2014 3:19:37 GMT
Table test for Leon if i don't break this code too -_-'
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Leon-Male-Omega
All in all its just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
my voice
The hospital....it held many supplies.....and also many zombies. Leon stand on a small hill a few yards away above the walkers as they milled around aimlessly. Pulling back the string of his bow with a slight groan of the wire he began to take them down...one at a time. It would be more dangerous inside the actual hospital...close quarters...nowhere to hide. And since his last recruit had been bitten he had no one to watch his back. Notching another arrow he let it fly, striking an ambling walker right above the ear. It took about an hour for him to take them down one at a time...but it was the safest approach. Gremlin was back at the compound...tucked safely in 'his' RV. This little road trip did not seem safe for the little fellow....Hell....it wasn't safe for him. Pursing his lips he slid the bow across his back. Briskly moving down to where the dead lay. At each corpse he would stop, placing his foot on their back or their chest (according to how they fell) and yank his arrow from their rotting skulls. He wasn't about to waste these arrows, sharp as razor blades and straight instead of bent like most he found.
He moved up the concrete steps to cautiously push open the door....surprised when nothing rushed to meet him. Pulling his switchblade he flipped the knife out with a click, curling it against his wrist. Green eyes flicked from one first aid kit on the wall to another...all already ransacked... that was until he got to the ER....He could hear them already....groaning and banging against the double doors..an ominous pool of blood came from beneath the doorway, still fresh. Noticing a small storage room off to the side he carefully stepped over to it, lifting a booted foot he kicked the door open....Only to come face to face with someone....someone that did not stink of rotted flesh. He gripped his knife harder, eyes narrowing at the other scavenger. He had not come all this way for nothing.....and he wasn't about to leave whatever was in here for whoever that was. He brought his knife up in front of him, legs spreading into a defensive stance as the stranger turned around.....
((open to anyone :3 ))
The hospital....it held many supplies.....and also many zombies. Leon stand on a small hill a few yards away above the walkers as they milled around aimlessly. Pulling back the string of his bow with a slight groan of the wire he began to take them down...one at a time. It would be more dangerous inside the actual hospital...close quarters...nowhere to hide. And since his last recruit had been bitten he had no one to watch his back. Notching another arrow he let it fly, striking an ambling walker right above the ear. It took about an hour for him to take them down one at a time...but it was the safest approach. Gremlin was back at the compound...tucked safely in 'his' RV. This little road trip did not seem safe for the little fellow....Hell....it wasn't safe for him. Pursing his lips he slid the bow across his back. Briskly moving down to where the dead lay. At each corpse he would stop, placing his foot on their back or their chest (according to how they fell) and yank his arrow from their rotting skulls. He wasn't about to waste these arrows, sharp as razor blades and straight instead of bent like most he found.
He moved up the concrete steps to cautiously push open the door....surprised when nothing rushed to meet him. Pulling his switchblade he flipped the knife out with a click, curling it against his wrist. Green eyes flicked from one first aid kit on the wall to another...all already ransacked... that was until he got to the ER....He could hear them already....groaning and banging against the double doors..an ominous pool of blood came from beneath the doorway, still fresh. Noticing a small storage room off to the side he carefully stepped over to it, lifting a booted foot he kicked the door open....Only to come face to face with someone....someone that did not stink of rotted flesh. He gripped his knife harder, eyes narrowing at the other scavenger. He had not come all this way for nothing.....and he wasn't about to leave whatever was in here for whoever that was. He brought his knife up in front of him, legs spreading into a defensive stance as the stranger turned around.....
((open to anyone :3 ))