Day TWENTY-TWO is saved, thanks to ME, via VOICE
[yeah, that machine gun? The whole island should probably be able to hear it going off right now.]
DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DIE!!
[he's hyperventilating, on the verge of downright sobbing, and the LP bumps against him as he turns and twists in his spot, paranoia eating away at any sense of what's actually around him]
D-don't--don't come near me! O-oh god oh god oh god... AHH!! [insert more shooting here]
[a brief pause] ...J-just a leaf...just...it was just vegetation...c-calm down, self, calm--[he screams again, shoots again, it's a process, really]
I-it's just like...like months ago...[he starts to whisper quickly, obviously paranoid, whimpers while he speaks, panicking] the jungle, the jungle, don't go in the jungle, stay away stay away stay away, load the magazines, crouch down, men, they'll pop from the bushes, they're all around, all around, my fellow Americans, defeat them, kill kill kill, shoot 'em dead dead dead, leave no surviv-survivors, hurry hurry hurry, around the corner, in the trees, underground, don't look don't look don't--
[an abrupt pause, he's breathing again, soon letting out a dry chuckle that's oh so mocking]
Commies~ commies commies commies in the bushes Vietnam you bitch don't think you can HIDE from me!! It's not just your fucking Communist flag that's red, you know! H-ha ha... zombies...zombies of your people, are they? Are they?! I'll-I'll just do it again and again and again and FUCKING AGAIN! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! TAKE THAT, YOU COMMUNIST FUCKER!!
[don't mind the maniacal laughing that's magically overriding the sound of his gun, he's just stressed ♥]
[his voice has taken on a more self-righteous tone, very accusing and authoritative with a hint of madness in it] Don't you worry, Boss, I'll get the job done!! [yaaaay more laughing]
[the LP shuts off suddenly, with no reasonable explanation why; be like colonial Massachusetts, blame it on the witches]
[[ooc: woo for Vietnam war vet time? XD; now that the zombies are attacking, he's on the offense. Hero needs a hero, he's goin' kinda crazy with his extreme fear of anything remotely horror movie-esque scary things make him cry + Vietnam paranoia. Fun stuff, man. Startle him and he'll most likely shoot. Just...so you know ♥ email me if you wanna plot? *won't be on AIM* it's on America's HMD post~]]
DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DIE!!
[he's hyperventilating, on the verge of downright sobbing, and the LP bumps against him as he turns and twists in his spot, paranoia eating away at any sense of what's actually around him]
D-don't--don't come near me! O-oh god oh god oh god... AHH!! [insert more shooting here]
[a brief pause] ...J-just a leaf...just...it was just vegetation...c-calm down, self, calm--[he screams again, shoots again, it's a process, really]
I-it's just like...like months ago...[he starts to whisper quickly, obviously paranoid, whimpers while he speaks, panicking] the jungle, the jungle, don't go in the jungle, stay away stay away stay away, load the magazines, crouch down, men, they'll pop from the bushes, they're all around, all around, my fellow Americans, defeat them, kill kill kill, shoot 'em dead dead dead, leave no surviv-survivors, hurry hurry hurry, around the corner, in the trees, underground, don't look don't look don't--
[an abrupt pause, he's breathing again, soon letting out a dry chuckle that's oh so mocking]
Commies~ commies commies commies in the bushes Vietnam you bitch don't think you can HIDE from me!! It's not just your fucking Communist flag that's red, you know! H-ha ha... zombies...zombies of your people, are they? Are they?! I'll-I'll just do it again and again and again and FUCKING AGAIN! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! TAKE THAT, YOU COMMUNIST FUCKER!!
[don't mind the maniacal laughing that's magically overriding the sound of his gun, he's just stressed ♥]
[his voice has taken on a more self-righteous tone, very accusing and authoritative with a hint of madness in it] Don't you worry, Boss, I'll get the job done!! [yaaaay more laughing]
[the LP shuts off suddenly, with no reasonable explanation why; be like colonial Massachusetts, blame it on the witches]
[[ooc: woo for Vietnam war vet time? XD; now that the zombies are attacking, he's on the offense. Hero needs a hero, he's goin' kinda crazy with his extreme fear of anything remotely horror movie-esque scary things make him cry + Vietnam paranoia. Fun stuff, man. Startle him and he'll most likely shoot. Just...so you know ♥ email me if you wanna plot? *won't be on AIM* it's on America's HMD post~]]