Zombie Apocalypse (roleplay)

I got up and stood between them, facing Julien.

'Woah-what the fuq is going on here, Julien?! What the hell are you doing?! We do NOT shoot survivors! Put the god-damned gun down!'

I gripped his wrist firmly. I meant what I said.

"He is one of them Anna, I smell it, we can't trust him!"

'One of WHO?! Julien- please for the love of all that is good- explain and then calm the FUQ down.'

I was almost trembling at the thought that maybe he'd completely lost it...

"He's a zombie Anna, don't you see all that blood on him?! HE IS A ZOMBIE!"

Still sleeping walking I had actually no clue of what was going on.

'What is wrong with you?!', I cried.

I shook him furiously, trying to knock some sense into him.

*holds a desert eagle*
Does zombies may have been mutated to more power possibly.
Can I get a walkie talkie?
But we have to stick togheter.

'Give me a second.. By the way, what's your name?'

I stared at Julien, hoping he had calmed down by now.

Zuperx.
By the way we could use the milatary base that's near us for more weapons and guns.
Do you agree on that?

"Oh! Another survivor. We've already been to the military base so there won't be much left."

'Yeah, that's fine. I agree. Nice to meet you, Zuperx. I'm Anna, and this is Julien. Sorry about him... He's been a bit upset recently..'

'You okay now Julien?'

There is a smaller milatary base which we can use.
Also we could use a RV or something like that.
*sees zombie*
I see one.
*shoots the zombie*
Crap I missed.

I put my weapon away, and slowly walked towards my seat.

"I keep my eye on you."

i felt asleep instantly.

"Sees Julien fall asleep instantly after saying he had his eye on Zuperx, then chuckles*

"Oh really? Well, I think some people should stay behind and defend the bus while some people go to whatever this other base is. Ah, I haven't introduced myself, I'm Gonzo."

OOC: A smaller base, that nobody noticed and we can just go back to? Ok that's totally not a massive plot hole there. And is she seriously suggesting we swap our armour plated war machine with a cannon for an RV? Also, I'll enter with my new character now.

I walked down the road, wondering what had happened in the distance. There had been loads of gunshots. Perhaps there had been a massive battle? I'd heard of militias clearing out places in the country for people to live, occasionally making their way into the city. It had stopped now. I sighed and continued walking down the road. It would have been nice to meet some new survivors. I'd been alone since my other group was overrrun trying to fight a massive zombie horde in the woods. My thoughts were interrupted just then by the distant sound of voices. I looked ahead, and saw a large armoured bus, with a group outside talking. I guessed I had been too distracted by my thoughts to notice them. I'd have to make sure that didn't happen again. I held my M16 tightly, preparing to fire if this went south. I called out,"Hey! That's a nice bus you have there. You wouldn't be looking for new members to join your group, would you?"

I wake up, noticing Katy on the bus seat near my wheelchair, holding my hand, sleeping.
OOC: We did skip the night, didn't we?
IC: My headache was gone. This was a great relief. My pain in my limbs isn't gone at all, but it's better now..

I take drive my wheelchair forwards in the front of the bus. Somebody was at the door..somebody I didn't know. "Who are you?" I said. I think to myself, "Someday, people will need to learn how to listen..we wouldn't have been in this situation if people did so..but it's too late for this."

"We need to get back to that mansion" I say. "We can't leave so many supplies there..and I'm sure that the horde is gone by now. We could even make that mansion back ours..if we do teamwork, for once. They broke windows, the front door..but not the basement window barricades. We only need some reinforced doors..and to barricade all the other windows & doors. Now that we know zombies can climb balconies, we have an advantage; we know what to barricade. Does everyone agree? Also, nothing will get into the warmachine while the doors are closed, I assure you. Me and Ian made sure of that..when we built this." It's weird how I mentioned Ian..I shouldn't have..but now that I did, another thing came into my mind. "We need to bury Ian, Mac, and all the other casualties..that's another reason to go back." It had to be done..and if nobody agreed, I was going alone anyways back to the mansion. It's a thing I must do. Not for the supplies, but for the burials. Nobody deserves to die like that.

OOC: Also, did anyone hear of the ChoiceOfGames games? choiceofgames.com/ .
It is unrelated to the RP, but I WILL make this a ChoiceScript game (the programming language used for those games). It's far too awesome to NOT become a game.

OOC: I already buried Mac, I brought her with me on the bus and buried her at the mall. Wich i don't know if we were still there actually :p.

"When I woke up to come back here the zombies were gone, it should be safe now. Oh yeah, this is Zuperx."

*Notices someone outside*

"Hey! What's your name? We sure have been getting a lot of survivors around here."

"Well, you are driving around in a fucking tank, so a people wanting to join you isn't exactly unexpected, is it now?", I joked, before saying,"My name's David."

OOC: You buried Mac, but Ian is still there, so my point above isn't entirely invalid

"Nice to meet you, David. Get on the bus, we'll be leaving soon."

OOC: Also, can we pretend that I explained David all the theory about the mansion, the zombie attack, and why I want to be going back? I don't want to write all that, and I'm sure David knows it all OOC-ly