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wesker123456

((Thank-you, Jack ^w^))

Amanda smiled and sat on the ground, criss-cross. She smiled and pet the puppy lovingly. Jadzia walked up and sniffed the puppy, then lay next to Amanda.

((Ya gotta make your own charecter sheet....))

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moabete

My character sheet

Name: Moabete

Age: 21

Faction: Stranded Millitary Survivor

Skill: Expertly trained snipper

Weapon: A 12.7 Anti Material Rifle, full flack jacket, M16AA, Just what the millitary left over and a bunch ammo. The weapons from people that died also are here.

Barricade: abandoned millitary outpost (you will find me there or ill find you which is it?????) DUN DUN DUN

Braemm

James took the gun Jack gave him and he inspected it, then he trew it on the ground.

James turned around and he said towards "I don't need a pistol, I own the armory around here. So I'll get my own gear". Then he walked away and left all surivors at the chopper.


((THIS CHAPTER ENDED!!!! Making the top for new Chapter now, Name will be Zombie Nation: Red Moon))

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CrazyFreak

My great brothers and sisters, the time has come!

Zombie Nation
Chapter 6
Insanity

Krazy Kidd

sorry but you can take Zero off, I havent read the fourms for awhile.

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Jackarhius

I wanted to make an intro for crazy-freak.

The ground was muddy.....The air was damp....The city was dark....The city was everything...but silent......Moans and groans and screams wen't through the night.....Zombies walked in the streets....Looking for flesh.....They had takn it all....They were getting smarter....In mere weeks....They have learn't how to run....Climb and be silent....You cannot see them....You cannot hear them....What can you do? You are but a survivor with friends....You will face good and bad times....You will face sticky situations...But nothing can break your friendship.
The robot walked across the grass to the survivors....."Welcome to Safety zone 7 alpha please enjoy your stay..." It was much less than Enjoyable.....Sector 7 Alpha was Insanity......

worgen

((You guys should PM all the ZN people. let'm know you're back. ^^

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CrazyFreak

Guys, i am (Yet again) the bad guy in the story:

Name: Howard Ontario
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Faction: Hybrid
Appearance:


Howard holds up a Bio Trooper and forces his infected hand through the trooper's chest. Howard throws the trooper down to the ground, the trooper bleeds everywhere. Howard looks at his two chain zombies:

"Bring down the buildings." The two chain zombies nodded. The chain zombies attached their chains to the buildings and and pulled them down, slowly. Howard laughs "Oh i love my job." Howard laughs harder.

(( Im hoping you guys post too D: ))

hatchet130

Name: Damien Alvo
Gender: Male
Faction: Survivor/Neutral(bad to people he thinks has a bad vibe)
Weaponry : M16, and Katana
Appearance:

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LeonXIII

Name: Vamp (A.K.A. Vampire)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Faction: Good
Class : Marine (Ex-Black Ops)
Skill: Blending with the shadows and faster than normal humans
Appearance: No weapons

With weapons
(weapons used: 2 bladed fists, and a large claymore)

Bio: Vamp was brought up to be a soldier, an assassin, a killer. Due to a rare skin disease, Vamp's skin is very sensitive to the Ultra-Violet rays of the sun, therefore leaving him in darkness. The government, however, took advantage of this. Due to the strain of darkness that his eyes were yet not accustomed to, his cornea turned red, and within time, the night, and his improved eyes were his greatest weapon. Mission upon mission was laid about him, either to assassinate someone, or to secretly protect someone, he completed them all. Even with all his training, what came next is not what he had expected. Several years have passed since the Living dead walked the earth. Vamp's last mission: Save all that could be saved, kill those who got in the way.

Darkness....he was used to it. His whole life revolved around the dark and the shadows. Moaning...growling...the sound of the infected filled the world. It was never quiet, even when there were still humans.

I have to keep moving, Vamp thought to himself. There still may be survivors... Beep...Beep...The sun will be setting soon, time to pack up. Watching the inlet between the door and the floor, he waited for the last rays of the sun to vanish, then opened the door to the apartment roof. Taking a deep breath, he scanned the distance between each rooftop. 4-5 feet to his right was the roof to the next building. He would have to run up the wall 4 feet to reach the ledge. 3 feet to his left was another roof, but with a 4 foot drop onto its roof. Tightening the straps around his claymore and his claws. Running full speed to his right, he leaped off the edge of the roof, impaled the brick with one of his claws and climbed up to the next ledge. From there, he continued to stick to high ground, avoiding the infected in the streets.

----Flashback----
Vamp wakes up, strapped to a table with only his pants on, showing his bare chest, and his forehead. Sergant Keys walks in, examining the tatoos on Vamp's body. "So, you're a hybrid eh?" Examining the tatoos closer, scientists took blood samples. Since they have never seen Vamp's skin disease in DNA form, they assume that the strange DNA is hybrid related. Vamp's tats didn't help either. With the same symbols on his body as those on hybrids, they had no other choice than to drop him off by helicopter to an isolated (or so they think) location, far from their base.
Kicked out of Sector 10 because they thought I was a hybrid...people these days can't tell tatoos from markings... Forced to leave the only safety in this blasted world.

---End---

Stick to the shadows, they are my home. Stick to darkness, they are my ally. Look for survivors, and together we will vindicate this world. Vamp continues to run, day by day, closer to Sector 10 yet again.