Drakeonis

Mighty Morphin Power Rangers (IC & OOC)

Calling dibs on white!

The Supernovas

Al tensed when Sky said the soldiers weren't running. "Well we're just going to have be careful then, they may think they have something on us but we're stronger than them." Before he could say anything else a strong gust of wind blew in from the end of the hall. It blew him straight off of his feet and he could tell there was something unnatural about it. Confirming his suspicions the female agent emerged from the shadows of the far end of the hall and walked slowly over to them. His eyes widened watching the air around her swirl around as if she was in the middle of a tornado. She was one of them!

Power Rangers RP?

Sounds good to me.

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"You don't have to tell me twice!" Jeremiah looked around the forest looking for the best route out. He'd been coming to Black River since he was kid he knew the place like the back of his hand so he could find a way out of here. "The campgrounds are just beyond this part of the forest, if we keep going from there we'll reach the rangers station that out best bet of getting out of here! Follow me!" He bolted into the mass of trees in the opposite direction of the Horde.

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Jeremiah watched in horror as his cabin burst into flames. It sort of just hit him that all his friends were probably dead now and he was alone. He was so distracted he barely caught Jeffery's speech, but heard the most important part, the strengths in numbers deal. "Count me in." He reloaded his pistol and ran over to the side of the burning cabin where a pile of wood was laid down, stuck into the pile was an axe they had used to gather firewood and that he was going to use to cut up infected. He yanked it free and ran back to the others as the horde started to draw near the burning cabin. "Alright let's get out of here!"

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Also fixed it. Thought he was out in the open.

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CallaLily180 said
No, not you....someone else.

Oh god...

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Jeremiah breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed the large cluster of infected was now cleared thanks to his savior. He stared down at a fallen infected that he had dumped his entire clip into yet by some random stroke of bad luck was still alive, the bright side being that it was immobile. He placed his foot on its chest to stop it from getting up, so he could get a better look at it. Bloody mouth, grayish skin, inhuman desire to kill everything living; the thing was definitely a zombie but sure as hell was a lot different than any he had ever seen in any movies. "Why couldn't you be slow and decaying like those zombies in the movies?" The infected under him just snarled in response. He sighed again before flipping the gun in his hand so he was grabbing it by the barrel and then proceeded to bash its head in with the handle. He kept doing his until the infected's head was an unrecognizable mess of brains and skull. He groaned as soon as it was dead, shocked by what he had just done. He was taken back when he finally gazed around his surroundings, noticing a girl waving at them. "Um, hi?"

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Sal is going to use us as human shields isn't he? *now has a fear of hippie midgets*

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Jeremiah was shocked, watching the whole scene from the cabin window. He didn't know who the hell this guy was but right now he was like a goddamn angel. An angel with a Desert Eagle and a very bloody knife. With the infected away from the door, he was likely to die as soon as he went outside. He ran out and pointed his gun at some of the other infected, shooting two straight through the head and hitting a third straight through the throat. He kept taking shots at the herd. "Thanks for the save!"