<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=117665.msg5131067#msg5131067">Quote from: kobrakid92 on 29-08-2011, 06:45:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jamie stepped back in shock seeing his mother lifeless on the floor. Matters only got worse as the man stood up, revealing to him that it was his father. "Dad? What the fuck?!" He could see his eyes empty and void of all life. Jamie back away until he bumped into the counter. Jamie looked around and quickly exited the kitchen and checked his pistol. He turned the safety off and made sure it was loaded. He knew he would have to kill the thing that was his dad, there was no question about it. He raised his gun and waited until the zombie came into sight.<br/><br/><br/>Initiative Roll: Roll Result: kobrakid92 rolled: 1d10<br/>Comment:<br/>Result: 5,<br/>Total: 5<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Your father began to move slowly out of the kitchen until it came to your view. He had a small bite on his knee that was still bleeding a bit. She raised his hands and began to move faster to your position. His eyes fixed on your body and with anxious want to eat you out (Roll Dex+Firearms)<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=117665.msg5131056#msg5131056">Quote from: Cold Heritage on 29-08-2011, 06:41:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Chris stood, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest while she tended herself and explained things. "Jesus . . ." He muttered darkly. It was like something out of a horror movie. It just seemed impossible that a virus could do something like that. The big guy pushed off the wall and went off into his room. When he returned, it was with a clean shirt in hand. <br/><br/>"Here, wear this. It's clean." It was going to be too big, obviously, but it was clean. It still smelled like clothes soap, even. The big guy sat down beside her, and then let out a long sigh. Then he sort of laughed. "This just makes it worse I didn't get laid last night. Now this happens and . . . everything's gone to hell." Chris honestly did not know what to do about the situation. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She took the shirt and removed hers before putting the one offered without question. "Thank you, and I think getting laid or not it's not the main problem here, you have two infected behind your door, they know you are here and they are going to start to accumulate on the door, sooner or later the door it's going down". She looked at him and shrugged, "Do you have any weapons? because I think the world it's about to end, the virus not only spreads through human beings but by animals as well, we need to get out of here and into a safe place or else we are done".