open Equestria Girls: Dead Uprising RP

[J.R. 3,183]

Star blinked as she managed to get a better look at this new figure... a guy, looking a few years younger than her, she assumed.

 

She watched, amazed at how precise his knife throwing was. Was he trained? She never saw him at the police academy, and he looked far too young to be military.

 

She wanted to reach for her gun, but she didn't dare let go of the cart this crazy man had stuck her to. So she headed his advice and didn't let go.

"Too close. Never saw anything like that on campus before." He blinked when he realized he was out of knives. "Jump." Without warning, he grabbed hold of her hand and jumped off of the cart, kicking it backwards to case somewhat of a barricade. "Let's go, let's go."

[Unicorncob 5,694]

"Too close. Never saw anything like that on campus before." He blinked when he realized he was out of knives. "Jump." Without warning, he grabbed hold of her hand and jumped off of the cart, kicking it backwards to case somewhat of a barricade. "Let's go, let's go."

 

Star had to think quickly to keep up with this guy's swift movements. She leaped on his signal, and sprinted alongside him toward... somewhere.

 

How was he so cool and collected, despite all that was going on and how young he looked? He had to be professionally trained, but how?

[J.R. 3,183]

Star had to think quickly to keep up with this guy's swift movements. She leaped on his signal, and sprinted alongside him toward... somewhere.

 

How was he so cool and collected, despite all that was going on and how young he looked? He had to be professionally trained, but how?

After a bit of running, he would eventually stop with her behind one of the offices of the former boss who worked there, and closed the door behind them. "Whew. Sorry officer, I kinda...ya sorta jumped into the zone. Had to get us out." It would be easier to recognize him as one of the students who used to attend Canterlot High before the outbreak.

[Unicorncob 5,694]

After a bit of running, he would eventually stop with her behind one of the offices of the former boss who worked there, and closed the door behind them. "Whew. Sorry officer, I kinda...ya sorta jumped into the zone. Had to get us out." It would be easier to recognize him as one of the students who used to attend Canterlot High before the outbreak.

 

Star leaned her back against the wall, catching her breath as she looked up at... of course. He had to be a student at the high school.

 

"Who... are you?" She gasped, wiping sweat off her brow. "And where did you learn all of that? The reflexes and knife throwing. You don't look nearly old enough to be military, and I know you weren't at the police academy."

[Aurora Lights 206]

@@Aurora Lights, 

 

Rhetoric blinked once, then twice. Over the soft sound of his music and the hard faint gurgle of zombies he swore he could hear the tell tall signs of a human voice. Slowing his car down he scanned the area and lo and behold there was indeed a human, and one seeming to ask for help.

 

Not wasting the opportunity, Rhetoric hit the gas and pulled up next to the stranger and pushed open the passenger side door, his old hunting rifle now in hand pointed at the stranger "Alright, you have about 5 seconds to decide to drop your weapons in the cab and hop in or get eaten by Zombies, and sudden movements and I won't be responsible for my panic"

 

Draco stopped and looked behind him as the car approached, and when the driver opened the door he pointed the rifle at him, his natural response was to Rais his rifle but he stopped right before he reached for the grip of his rifle and he sighed before he started taking off his rifle quickly but making no sudden moves, "Look, I'm from the National Guard, besides I have body armor and a full auto M4, But I'm not gonna shoot you! I'm here to help you...But you gotta help me, come on let's get outta here!" He hops into the car and closes the door, he takes out his pistol from his chest holster and places it on the dash, his hands on his face as he starts laughing, " I though I was dead man. Thanks for stopping. Damn walkers almost had me for lunch...Hey, did you hear that demonic scream come from the city? Scared the hell outta me." He sighed and looked at the walkers from the car.

[J.R. 3,183]

Star leaned her back against the wall, catching her breath as she looked up at... of course. He had to be a student at the high school.

 

"Who... are you?" She gasped, wiping sweat off her brow. "And where did you learn all of that? The reflexes and knife throwing. You don't look nearly old enough to be military, and I know you weren't at the police academy."

He didn't have much of a clear response to exactly how he managed to pull those off. "Uhhh.....friggin' luck?" The boy shrugged and walked past her to check how much supplies he had in a nearby crate. There was one question on his mind, though. "Ice, by the way. What's your name, officer?"

[Unicorncob 5,694]

He didn't have much of a clear response to exactly how he managed to pull those off. "Uhhh.....friggin' luck?" The boy shrugged and walked past her to check how much supplies he had in a nearby crate. There was one question on his mind, though. "Ice, by the way. What's your name, officer?"

 

Star raised an eyebrow at that response. Nobody could be that skilled just based on something like luck.

 

Perhaps he had something to hide?

 

If he did, she decided not to question it. It worked, and she wanted him on her side.

 

"Officer Star Crest," she introduced herself, "patrol officer."

[The Down Trotten 300]

@@Aurora Lights, 

 

As Rhetoric drove away from the zombies, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, keeping his eyes on the sometimes hazardous road.

 

It was a few minutes before he spoke to his new passenger, and before he did, he sighed lightly "Look, lets get this straight, we're both probably  just two guys trying to survive the Zombie invasion right? Right, but here's the problem, I have no clue who you are and frankly words mean jack-crap right now. So that leaves us with a mighty be trust issue..." 

He pulled over and turned the car off at an abandoned gas station "Personally I would rather have a friend then a enemy, but I also don't want to be shot in the back. So until we come to some sort of remedy I suggest you start offering up some idea's to build up our trust" 

[J.R. 3,183]

Star raised an eyebrow at that response. Nobody could be that skilled just based on something like luck.

 

Perhaps he had something to hide?

 

If he did, she decided not to question it. It worked, and she wanted him on her side.

 

"Officer Star Crest," she introduced herself, "patrol officer."

He took hold of her hand in a firm grip and gave it a welcoming shake. "Nice to meet you. Feel free to take some stuff. But not too much. What's up in this store is pretty much what i have to live off of until it runs out, and I have to find another." Once he was done shaking her hand, he checked his pockets beneath his shady green camo. "One knife. Perfect..."

[Aurora Lights 206]

@@Aurora Lights,

 

As Rhetoric drove away from the zombies, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, keeping his eyes on the sometimes hazardous road.

 

It was a few minutes before he spoke to his new passenger, and before he did, he sighed lightly "Look, lets get this straight, we're both probably just two guys trying to survive the Zombie invasion right? Right, but here's the problem, I have no clue who you are and frankly words mean jack-crap right now. So that leaves us with a mighty be trust issue..."

 

He pulled over and turned the car off at an abandoned gas station "Personally I would rather have a friend then a enemy, but I also don't want to be shot in the back. So until we come to some sort of remedy I suggest you start offering up some idea's to build up our trust"

Draco sighed softly and pointed to his name badge, " Names Draco Glaiden, 5 years of service over seas and 7 years state side. I'm a certified Staff Sergeant in the national guard and I've also been shot 7 times. I watched my whole squad die to those damned walkers. As for trusting me, well I haven't shot you yet, which is kind of more than I can say about a few other people I've met during this epidemic. So there's that." He sighed and opened his door, taking his pistol off the dash and he opened the gas cap and placed the nozzle in the hole, he then turned to the station and walked over to the door, he knocked on the glass and waited a few minutes before opening it, he then walked in, grabbed a few snacks and water and turned on the pump before he walked out to the car again and he looked at Rhetoric and said, " keep watch, I'll pump." He pressed the button and started pumping the gas.

[Unicorncob 5,694]

He took hold of her hand in a firm grip and gave it a welcoming shake. "Nice to meet you. Feel free to take some stuff. But not too much. What's up in this store is pretty much what i have to live off of until it runs out, and I have to find another." Once he was done shaking her hand, he checked his pockets beneath his shady green camo. "One knife. Perfect..."

 

Star nodded and returned the firm handshake. "Likewise. Smart move to lock yourself in here."

 

She took a look around the room, putting her hands on her hips. "Though, I doubt I'm the only living visitor you've had. You have any trouble with crazed survivors?"

[J.R. 3,183]

Star nodded and returned the firm handshake. "Likewise. Smart move to lock yourself in here."

 

She took a look around the room, putting her hands on her hips. "Though, I doubt I'm the only living visitor you've had. You have any trouble with crazed survivors?"

"Crazed what? Dawg, there's way too many creepers out there to even bother looking over here. It's good because no one's likely to try anything here unless they have a death wish." In truth, there were quite a few out there. So many that it would be impossible to traverse the grocery store without some quick thinking or heavy weaponry to back yourself up. Which in turn somewhat kept onlookers away. Good thing too--there was only so much food and stuff left.

 

"So what's up, huh? Whatcha doin' here?"

[Unicorncob 5,694]

"Crazed what? Dawg, there's way too many creepers out there to even bother looking over here. It's good because no one's likely to try anything here unless they have a death wish." In truth, there were quite a few out there. So many that it would be impossible to traverse the grocery store without some quick thinking or heavy weaponry to back yourself up. Which in turn somewhat kept onlookers away. Good thing too--there was only so much food and stuff left.

 

"So what's up, huh? Whatcha doin' here?"

 

That didn't fill Star with confidence. Either this area had less survivors than she'd hoped, or it was too overrun with walkers to even try to look.

 

Nonetheless, she indulged Ice's curiosity. "Looking for supplies as well. I'm running out of food back at my base."

[The Down Trotten 300]

@@Aurora Lights, 

 

Rhetoric was going to say something but the man who introduced himself as Draco had hopped out of the car. "Wai-" he cut himself off. No point in trying to argue now, might as well just roll with the new guy, keep an eye on him and hope for the best. 

 

If he really was part of the national guard, and didn't just loot the armor off of a corpse then his combat skills would come in handy. Of course Rhetoric planned on finding a few more people and high tailing it out of the city but for now, a cool shot was a nice addition.

 

So in the mean time Rhetoric stuck his head of the driver window "so... Do you have any plans there Sarg?"  

[Aurora Lights 206]

@@Aurora Lights, 

 

Rhetoric was going to say something but the man who introduced himself as Draco had hopped out of the car. "Wai-" he cut himself off. No point in trying to argue now, might as well just roll with the new guy, keep an eye on him and hope for the best. 

 

If he really was part of the national guard, and didn't just loot the armor off of a corpse then his combat skills would come in handy. Of course Rhetoric planned on finding a few more people and high tailing it out of the city but for now, a cool shot was a nice addition.

 

So in the mean time Rhetoric stuck his head of the driver window "so... Do you have any plans there Sarg?"

 

Draco nodded before he spoke, "plan is, we're going to find the rest of the living in the city, then we're gonna hit up that military checkpoint on the way out of the city. I know a shipment of ammo and food and maybe a couple armored vehicles are there. Definitely worth checking out." He sighs and puts the nozzle back on the pump and gets back in the car, handing Rhetoric the bag of supplies, he takes out a bottle of water and starts drinking it slowly, his rifle pointed at the floorboard.

[The Down Trotten 300]

@@Aurora Lights, 

 

Rhetoric frowned "All the living? I was thinking maybe like five. No offense but I'm not a hero, and maybe you feel it's your duty but realistically we'd be lucky to find a few trustworthy people in that crap hole" he pointed deeper into the city 

 

"So look we better come to an agreement before we go risking life and limb against a ever growing horde of mindless animals that seem to only want to eat us" 

[Aurora Lights 206]

@@Aurora Lights, 

 

Rhetoric frowned "All the living? I was thinking maybe like five. No offense but I'm not a hero, and maybe you feel it's your duty but realistically we'd be lucky to find a few trustworthy people in that crap hole" he pointed deeper into the city 

 

"So look we better come to an agreement before we go risking life and limb against a ever growing horde of mindless animals that seem to only want to eat us"

 

Draco sighed hard and pinched the bridge of his nose before speaking again," I understand that. I didn't plan on many people actually living in that hell hole. Actually, I was hoping on there being maybe 2 more people. 4 people in a squad is preferable, not many people, but enough to get a house cleared in 5 minutes if that." He then checked the ammunition in his pistol and he sighed as his mag was fairly low, but he didn't feel the need to swap it for a fresh one.

[Drago Ryder 641]

Maia sighed as she walked through the city, making sure to stick to the back alleys so as not to encounter any of the zombies she had seen in the countryside. She then noticed a store that looked like it had seen better days. "I guess I can stay in there for a while and get out of this cold." She thought. Instead of simply walking in, however, Maia checked to see if anyone was already inside. After a while, she entered the building through a back door.

[Wardaddy 470]

Tough Nut had finally come to, his eyelids slowly creaking open. He felt groggy, even more so than when he would after waking up each morning. It was either that, or there was some great weight crushing his body. He tried raising a hand, only for it to hit metal. Finally, he had fully woken up, the sight of a locker greeting him. Nut found himself trapped inside the car workshop's basement, beneath the locker and a pile of boxes containing various tools. He tried calling out for help.

"Grease! Wrench! Somebody help me!"

 

No one heeded Nut's calls, leaving him with the option to wrestle his way out of his predicament. Luckily he could still move his right arm, so he tried using it to find the nearest available tool. Nut possessed the ability to keep calm and think, even when he himself was in trouble. Right now he was planning to use whatever he could find to prop up against the locker, in order to focus on dislodging the boxes that pinned down his legs.