<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=117665.msg5131379#msg5131379">Quote from: Cold Heritage on 29-08-2011, 08:58:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Likewise, Chris grabbed a rail for stability as the building began to shake. "Holy fuck!" He shouted as the explosion happened, drowning out his expletive. The fire was unbelievable. How would something hit the roof like that? Was the army bombing the city? There was no time to think. <br/><br/>The crawling zombie was an easier target than the one outside his apartment as Chris strode up and brained the thing. The club's impact shattered the skull and pulped the flesh of the zombie, effectively nullifying it as a threat. There was something viscerally satisfying about that. "Let's go." Chris said, carrying on down the stairs as fast as caution allowed. <br/><br/>Roll Result: Cold Heritage rolled: 10d10<br/>Comment:<br/>Result: 10, 3, 7, 3, 8, 2, 7, 4, 9, 4,<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She nodded and smiled as they walked downstairs. The main hallway was filled with dead corpses all over the floor, some of them were shot while others were decapitated. However they were still corpses and some of them might be still alive. She shrugged and looked around, "Be careful, those bastards pretend to be dead in order to get their prey. Watch out for every one of them that does not have a bullet on their heads. She looked around and found a piece of metal in the corner of the stairs, she offered it to him, "Here use this, give me the leg of the table". She had no idea how to use a weapon like this but she still needed to at least try, "I should warn you, I am horrible with this kind of stuff".<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=117665.msg5131390#msg5131390">Quote from: kobrakid92 on 29-08-2011, 09:02:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He chuckled when she said she was from Japan. "In that case I apologize. American hospitality isn't usually this violent or gruesome."He watched as she messed with the radio. "Yeah you just have to mess with it for a bit. It's an old model." He took a left down the street that took them out of the neighborhood and into the city. "Well since we're both clueless as to what's going on, we're going to the one place that will make sense in this situation." Once in the city he turned down an alley then stopped halfway down. "Are you good with a gun?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She nodded as he made his way to the city. The road was clear apart from the occasional corpse here and there. Once in the city the reality of it all was revealed. Burned up cars, buildings crawling with zombies. A helicopter on top of one of the building crashed into the roof. The city was a living nightmare and there were a lot of zombies around, "Are you sure about this? I mean.... there are a lot of them.... I don't use guns I have my katana". She smirked as she took it out and nodded, "I have no idea where your taking me but lead the way".