INTRO + ZOMBIES

[cureisworse]

[ Here, Infinity, have a SWAT guy. New arrivals are never really surprising, and this one isn't anything special. Given his uniform and his M1911 semi-automatic pistol, he might be a little better-prepared for the apparent zombie apocalypse than some who are just dropped into it

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[speaksforitself]

[ Someone else that Blurr may know rounds the corner at startling speed (considering that he's going backwards without signs of overbalancing, a feat in itself), firing his rifle at some significantly faster zombies apparently trying to get the jump on him and failing.

There's a groaning shriek from above and without pausing, the silver-haired man brings his rifle up and blasts a zombie seemingly falling from the sky. ]

How illogical.

[cureisworse]

[ Oh, that's definitely someone Blurr knows, and he notices as soon as he senses movement, hears the blast, and hears the voice -- which all happen in the time it takes him to glance back at the man. ]

Sir! This is --

[ Blurr's aim has suddenly improved, apparently! He's also retreating further himself, to stand back to back with his superior, since that's really the safest option right now. A few of the slower zombies are dropped, and then he glances back, spinning for a moment to take down one of the faster ones that's getting a little too close for comfort. ]

Illogical doesn't even start to cover it, are these really the living dead? I thought I was hallucinating or something--

[ Which probably explains his previous lack of aim. ]

[speaksforitself]

Apparently. They seem to have all the traits associated with them.

[ He brings up his rifle again and fires, blowing apart several more, and when a faster zombie lands almost on top of him, too close for his gun -

-he just punches it. Repeatedly. The trauma is apparently too much for it to handle, and that gives him enough time to shoot it. ]

We should really find cover.

[cureisworse]

Well, yes, they do but I wasn't entirely certain...

[ ... What. What are you even doing, Shockwave. ANYWAY, YOUR CHUCK-NORRISING THAT ZOMBIE ASIDE, Blurr's blasted a sort of path through the slower moving, shambling undead and nods at Shockwave's words. ]

Right you are! Come on, this way!

[ He darts forward. He's fast, but also might be running just a little slower than he's capable of -- it would be best if they stuck together, after all. They knew each other, and wherever they were, it was dangerous and didn't make any sense. ]

There should be a few buildings that are clear, anyway, and if there aren't any we can empty one ourselves!