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[Jetsquirrel]

Name: Vasilli
Age:26
Gender:Male
Height:tall
Weight:Heavy(muscled)
Bio: A retired russian bear wrestler ,he did it well but he has a lot of scars and nearly lost an eye , so he doesnt have a good eyesight either and isnt too intelligent

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Strength: 9
Perception: 5
Endurance:8
Sanity:7
Intelligence:5
Agility:7
Luck:0

armor : Leather hiking boots , Blue Jeans , Red shirt , With a Orange Body warmer , and a red cap with a bear head on it
Civilian weapon : Hunting knife ( can i have these gloves instead of a knife? http://www.thedragonshorde.com/apparel/anime/images/fmaaafg.jpg but without the images)
Ranged weapon : 44. Magnum
Home items : Beer,Bear meat,A lighter, sleeping bag

[Phantom]

-Equip scope to rifle
>Snipe zeds from the roof, shoot the head first.
-Check my inventory
"HEY ANYONE WANT TO SNIPE! NO? ALRIGHT!"

[Strife26]

"Would you like someone to cover you? Or a flashlight?"

[Phantom]

"Ahem, I would need some gasoline, a piece of wood, spread the gas where the majority of zeds are, I set the wood on fire, throw it at the gasoline, then boom, firey zeds."

[Jervous]

Damian wakes up, having a somewhat bad nightmare. He overhears Phantom needing stuff.
"I have fuel and wood. But maybe we shouldn't fight them yet? If we were to attack them now they'd know where we are. Plus, if they survived the fire they might burn down our houses..."

[Phantom]

"I have been set on fire by rioters, got shot by them, got nearly killed by a chainsaw, do you THINK I care?"

[Jervous]

"What about us. I think most of us want to survive and not burn to death."

[Phantom]

Phantom sets his rifle on to full auto
"Im gonna guard outside my house, albeit filled with blood, can someone give me some tape and a flashlight?"

[Jetsquirrel]

>Runs screaming inside the house

"I have Beer!!!!"

[chrome]

Name: Joe Barker
Age: 48
Gender: male
Height: medium
Weight: skinny
Biography: In his small village of Backwash Cove, he was famous for amazing squirrel stew, and fantastic aim with a hunting rifle. As the only one to graduate high school, he moved to the big city, where he opened a gun shop. He is a bit of an alcoholic and will get stressed easily without it, so it is advised to not mess with his alcohol.

Strength: 4
Perception: 8
Endurance: 7
Sanity: 3
Intelligence: 5
Agility: 11
Luck: 2

Clothing: Baseball Cap, Under Shirt, Boxers, Wool Socks,
Light Armor: New Jeans (Starched), Steel Toed Black Work Boots, Lucky Hunting Vest (he seems nervous people might steal it)

Weapons: Lucky Hunting Rifle, and Stabby the Hunting Knife 9inch (Stained with blood)  

Household Items: Ralf the animal skull (asks it permission to do certain tasks), Bottle of homemade vodka, distillation kit, Bag of potatoes (for eating, and making vodka)

I want in for the waiting list please.

[Jervous]

>Runs screaming inside the house

"I have Beer!!!!"

((Can you read the earlier posts please? It's nighttime, zombies are all outside, it's pitch-black, and we barricaded the doors for now. We'd have to let you in. Maybe you should just stay inside your house for now.))

[Jetsquirrel]

oh... ehhhhh
ok then

"suddenly you hear a car engine and a voice saying "is anybody out there?"

[Phantom]

*Hums Oh He's a Jolly Good Fellow*
>Shoot at any thing zombie like
-Ask around for some bubble gum
"What is it?"

[Jetsquirrel]

>Crash with all the force and with the bike inside the house making a hole in the house
"No time to explain Defend"

>stand ready to blow any zombies head off

[Phantom]

"If you make a hole in the house I will kill you. Your gonna be bait if I do that."