Practical Weaponry [Wednesday, Period Four]

[doubleohblonde]

Bond waited outside of the Danger Shop until all of his class had arrived. When they went inside, the room had taken on the appearance of a city devoid of life and eerily silent.

"I do hope you all remembered your zombie plans from our first class," Bond said from the doorway, checking his watch. "Since the zombie apocalypse and your final are both scheduled to start in about five minutes. Anyone who's still alive at the end of the class passes. That is unless you managed to cause the undeath of a classmate in the process, in which case you fail. Have fun."

With that he locked the door of the Danger Shop behind them. A faint groaning could be heard in the distance.

[ooc: wait for ocd up and craving spicy brains.]

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Main Streets - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

The students start out here.

Bits of debris and small fires are scattered along the roads and pavements, along with the rare abandoned car, rusting and missing its wheels.

The mouths of alleyways are dotted along the sides of the streets, and most of the buildings are locked and boarded up.

Re: Main Streets - PW [Week 7]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Having dealt with zombies before, Hannibal moved quietly, trying not to jar anything or draw any attention to himself. He really didn't want to see any zombies that weren't the band at the damn bar.

He checked the cars he found, looking for anything good weapon wise and eventually just picked up some debris. Good projectile, at least.

As soon as he heard a scuffling, he ducked behind a boarded up building and waited there in the shadows. God, he hated zombies.

Re: Main Streets - PW [Week 7]

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah started immediately checking the cars for any weapons left behind; no luck. She tried a few doors too, then kept going.

She did make a makeshift torch, though. Maybe the zombies wouldn't burn well, but it was better than nothing, and gave her some light to see by.

Re: Main Streets - PW [Week 7]

[glacial_queen]

Karla decided that taking to the air was the best idea. After all, the streets were filled with debris that could trip her up if she wasn't paying attention.

...And someone had had enough nightmares as a child to be wary of arms reaching out from under cover, grabbing an ankle, and pulling her down to it's lair. Someone had always had a vivid imagination, yes.

She'd also decided to try to keep offensive Craft to a minimum. In the spirit of the class, she'd try to only use weapons that were at hand. This plan could and would be hastily discarded if it looked like she was about to be eaten by zombies, however.

Re: Main Streets - PW [Week 7]

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Okay, this might've been the coolest class ever. Rose kept her eye out for weapons as she moved quickly down the street. She didn't see anything immediately useful so she grabbed a big rock, figuring bashing brains in worked as well as anything.

Re: Main Streets - PW [Week 7]

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda was muttering in Elvish, gesturing violently at the approaching undead. The literal translation could probably be guessed by the effect. Head explody!

She wasn't a good enough shot with a gun yet.

Re: Main Streets - PW [Week 7]

[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

Kyle was no good to anyone without a weapon. He tried to remind himself that none of this was real as he quickly made a run for the alleyway near one of the taller buildings. He needed to scout out the area and to do that he had to get to higher ground.