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5:43 PM

Roger was in the suburbs of Ramona. He arrived this morning, stopping his motorcycle in front of a random house that seemed clear of walkers. Unfortunately for him he was ambushed by a group of 3 bandits that were also taking shelter inside. Now he was all tied up in a chair and attempting to release himself. His weapons and gear were on an armchair while the 3 bandits were at a table playing cards. All of a sudden the one that seemed to be in charge rises up and heads to Roger. "You know what old man? That's one hell of a bike you got there. Classic! I think i'll keep it. Along with the rest of your stuff." Said the bandit leader as he started laughing and his two partners quickly started doing the same thing. [color=0072bc]"If you put one hand on my motorcycle i'll make sure you lose it." [/color]Said Roger still calm and with a threatening tone. 

"Oh really!" Said the leader as he headed to the door, opened it and after a couple of steps outside he touches Roger's motorcycle and steppes back inside. "Well i'm waiting!" He said with his hands stretched as he headed towards Roger, who in the meantime managed to free himself. He kicked him hard in the genitals, making him fall on the floor in pain. Roger imidieatly reacted, getting up from the chair and grabbing his machete. The two bandits from the table got up as well and started heading towards Roger who sliced the neck of one of them with a swing, making him fall on the floor as a pool of blood was forming beneath his sliced neck. The last standing bandit pulled out a knife and started slashing away at Roger who was dodging the attacks with his machete. 

The two men abandoned weapons and got into a clinch, but Roger kicked this guy in the genitals as well and after e fell on his knees in front of him, Roger took his machete from the floor and sliced his chest open. Then he proceeded to clean the weapon's blade with the clothes of one of the two dead guys and proceeded to equip himself back with his backpack and leather gloves. Then he looks at the leader of the other two bandits who was still struggling with the pain that he got from Roger's kick in the genitals as he lifts him up and places his right hand on the table which they used to play cards. [color=0072bc]"When I make a promise I like to keep it."[/color] Said Roger while taking out his machete and slamming it hard on the table, cutting off his hand plus a part of his arm clean. 

As the man fell on the floor squirming and screaming in pain, Roger once again cleans the machete's blade and puts it back in the sheath, grabs his Springfield M1A Socom 16 rifle with an added scope and with the rifle on his right hand he heads back to the guy who's right hand he just chopped off, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him outside. Once outside he throws him out on the street. [color=0072bc]"I think the walkers are gonna have a delicious meal tonight."[/color] He said smiling as he grabbed the rifle with both hands and fired a shot in the air. The noise attracted all the walkers in the vicinity, but then again, that was Roger's point as he slings the rifle on his back and heads to his motorcycle, starting it and leaving the scene as he took one more look behind, as he saw the walkers getting closer and closer on the bandit with his hand cut off who was now screaming in terror much to Roger's delight.