[hr][h1][b][i][color=ed1c24][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Newnan%20Inner%20Wall&name=Arizonia-Regular.ttf&size=50&style_color=ed1c24[/img][/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][center][img]http://imageshack.com/a/img923/4558/zwIEQM.jpg[/img][/center][hr] [i]Well well well, how are you doing today? Not bad I bet? I mean, you had a wonderful spring shower; sure it may have rained Walkers but rain is good for the crops isn't it? And sure you may have lost someone but a lot of you didn't know her, so what does that matter? Oh boo hoo. We all got dead people.[/i] ~kicks the little fur ball~ Yeah yeah, I got this Rocket. Sorry about that, what happens when I let a guest help out. They like to get all uppity. Anywho, things have not been going well and things seem to only be getting worse. You see, the Walkers are all over the place. The ones denoted on the map above are the ones that are still active enough to cause problems. Some are ankle biters that are crawling to get a meal, others are just full out Walkers. LLA was not kind when it came to that generation. Seems she is a bit upset to having being skipped over a bit lately and me totally ignoring the last death she rolled. She's making up for it, in blood. [i]Sitting there biting your nails ain't ya? Wondering who lives and who dies. Where's my popcorn?[/i] Mother fucker, shut the hell up. God he's annoying. Back to what I was saying, you know my rambles. A lame attempt to entertain and make this seem so much more than it really is. I could just type it out, a list. Who lives, who dies but hey, I like making you read. I guess the little bastard is rubbing off on me. Okay, okay, I'll get to it before one of you comes into chat and starts raising hell. This is what happens.... The Buster, you don't know why but suddenly the engine dies and it ain't coming back to life right now. Gonna have to jump ship. The sisters make it to the infirmary and the oh so happy couple make it inside only to see Vivian there with Sid in the main room. Vivian doesn't have long, she's still bleeding out the wound in her back and internally - Fucking bullet went through the upper lobe of her lung. Ash and Caesar better look out because with their talking and handing over a weapon they are in up shit creek with more Walkers closing in. Meg, the people you picked up are inside and safe - MOVE YOUR ASS! You in the Buster - MOVE YOUR ASS! Zoie - MOVE YOUR ASS Oh who am I kidding, everyone move your asses! The following split post between Vivian, Leann, Zoie and Jamie will give you the rest of the details. [hr][hr][h1][center][b][color=ed145b]WTH Just Happened?[/color][/b][/center][/h1] [center][@Aewin] [@Sigil] [@Nallore] [@Charnobylisk] [@Plasma][/center] Leann quickly shoved the captive into the Infirmary and restrained him through an ironwork banster post for the stairs of the courthouse. He was secure enough for now. Turning she rushed into the main area of the Infirmary to check and see what was up with Vivian; only to get a faint hint of recognition from the doctor before her eyes drifted close and she toppled over onto the gurney. This was not good, the doctor was their only medically trained person in the place currently; some had first aid but nothing on the level she had. Checking her pulse she was not dead as of yet but her breathing was labored and her heartbeat faint. [color=a187be]"Sid, roll her onto her side and keep pressure on that opening, I'll be right back,"[/color] Leann ordered before turning and running past the new couple in town and over to the sister as she heard activity upstairs. [color=a187be]"You two, clear the upper level and secure it. We may need it as a retreat point if these Walkers in town breach the lower level."[/color] With that Leann unslung her rifle and made her way back out the front door, motioning for Meg to get inside. Slowly cross stepping she began to clear walkers, Zoie quickly running up beside her to assist. Zoie sheathed her knives and unholstered her Beretta's from each thigh. The two women began to plow through the Walkers, taking one down after the other as they tried to clear a path for those still out in the middle of hell. [color=a187be]"Everyone inside! Doc is down, we need secondary medical back up on her now!"[/color] the leader of Newnan bellowed out about the rest of the noise the Walkers were causing and the sound of the Busters engine choking out. Leann continued to make her way towards Ash and Caesar as Zoie split off and headed towards the Buster and more importantly to her, Victor. Squeezing the trigger she downed a Walker just as it was reaching the suicide door before pumping another shell into place. [color=f6989d]"Get the led out ya'll, ain't no time to be sratchin' asses,"[/color] Zoie yelled as a Walker grabbed her from behind. The entire mess was something out of a horror film and Jamie couldn't take being trapped in the Buster anymore, it seemed like a metal coffin perhaps. Either way he crawled into the front seat and out the very door Alicia had been perched in when the hoard took her. Sad thing too, should have exited stage left. Stage right had a walker half run over by the wheels of the buster pinned beneath it at the waist. Rotting fingers grabbed ahold of Jamies ankle, causing the man to toppled forward, landing face first into the rotting guts of another Walker that was headed right for him. Skin gave away and his face was buried within the bowels of the horror. Putrid, stinking, sickening, rotting bowels clung to his face as he yanked his head back. The Walker beneath the wheel pulling towards him, severing itself from the rest of its body and leaving a trail of wriggling intestines with each pulled shuffle it made until its broken toothed jaws sunk into Jamies calf. The bite was kicked away as Jamie tried to stumble away but it was no use. This was a crazy moment and it was only made more insane by another Walker headed towards Jamie. It was in a straitjacket, it's belly swollen and only held into place by the thick fabric. Arms untied as it shuffled towards him. She was coming to take him away, to the funny farm, where the grass is green or not. Eitherway those long sleeved arms soon were around Jamie from behind, biting into his shoulder, ripping the flesh away. Three, well Two and a Half, Walkers to one nearly blinded by guts and twice bitten three times shy was more than any could survive. A dirty Sanchez would have been more preferable right then. His screams ripped out and death only came as he slowly bled out, mumbling something about a dick. Wonderful lasts words eh?