Zombie Apocalypse (roleplay)

OOC: all right

i heard noises, nothing clearly, but there were definetely some people. I went on, trying to be as quiet as possible, to watch over the situation from distand.

The man glared with suspicion at the other.
"Same time. No funny business, from you or anyone else."
Surprisingly, he did start to lower his gun. It was almost placed on the ground when he heard a small click.

Now, his hearing apparently could not have been entirely human, because, amazingly, from that tiny sound alone, he managed to pinpoint it's location.
Quick as lightning, the gun left the ground, he pointed it in the general direction of his "killer", and fired. Unlike the firearm that the bandit carried, this one did indeed go off, with a loud "BANG!".

"And to think I was going to trust you. Here I thought you weren't bandit scum. Just get out of here, and find some other poor sap to rob. You have ten seconds to walk out those doors."

This was a nasty turn of events. The bullet hit, fortunately in the shoulder. (If my memory is correct, there are no vital areas in the shoulder. Correct me if I'm wrong.)

"FUCK, I thought YOU were the ene- AGH! FUCK ME!"

i run out to gonzo (i forgot ur name XD )
"a-are you alright?!" she asked worryingly, examining the gunshot wound

I start to lower my daggers.
"I don't mean you any harm, nor to rob you.
Let's all just calm down, take a breather, and drop the weapons, okay?"

"QUIT YER FUCKIN' WHINING!"
Shouted the mystery man as his bullet struck home.
"I JUST TOOK A KNIFE TO THE ARM, YET YOU DON'T HEAR ME BAWLING, DO YOU?!"

He refocused his attention back to Oritigo's character, and the current writer did not give two shits about the fourth wall breaking at that point.

A long, tense silence passed before, despite all odds, the mystery man started lowering his gun.
The handgun was even touching the ground. However, his grip on it was tight as ever.

"You got names, yes? Would be a good time to tell me about them."
He was tense, straining his ears to hear the smallest of sounds. From his earlier display, finding a potential attacker and more-or-less accurately hitting them (he was aiming for the head.) in about half a second wouldn't be too hard for him to pull off.

*fuckin´ scared*
'damn my father never told me about this kind of conversations..
what should i doo..'

'listen, my names erathur and i don´t want trouble. ! Look *takes the mags out of the rifle*'

as i was outside, i couldnt help but get the feeling i was being watched. all of a sudden, an arm wrapped itself around my neck as i tried to reach for my katana, but my attacker pushed it away as i yelled out for someone to help

"Ech, asshole!"

Just after spouting that out, I noticed a man who seemed more friendly than the guy who made my body stability worse. I decided to greet him, because who wouldn't in my situation?

"Hey there- agh, do you ha-ah-ve any medical suppl- DAMN IT!"

Certainly i don´t.. if you would know what happened to washington.. But i´ve got food. a lot of food.
But much more important : If you would help me, i would lent you my marksman qualities. Im sure im the best
you could find here. I have two guns, my rifle and a .44 magnum. So i have strong gear and food but no medics.

my attacker covers my mouth as i yelled. "say another word, and i will kill you. understand?" he whispered into my ear. i could only nod in fear as i felt a gun press against my back

what the hell is going on here ? Are you Guys even a group ?

that's it i'm dead i got to find place where i can rest then find supplies and similar stuff and fight my way through

I hear commotion outside, and i hear Skyler's katana.
shit! Skyler!
i pick up my daggers and run over to where i heard the sound, and i see a man holding her at gunpoint.
i hold up my dagger, ready to throw it between the bastard's eyes.
let her go now, asshole!

The mystery man's keen unusually keen hearing allowed him to notice a struggle occurring not too far away, and even if he didn't hear it, the other guy did.
He recovered his gun, and followed, not giving a damn how suspicious he was.

He shoved [Oritigo's character] aside, pointed his gun at the idiot holding a woman hostage, and fired. No questions, no threats, just a pistol being shot.
Unlike his last shot, which was more reflex out of anything, he had time to aim properly, ensuring the shot wouldn't go too far off target. It wouldn't do his image any favors to be shooting a woman by accident.

"Word of advice, mate. Get yourself a proper gun, not those sissy kitchen knives."
He said to [Oritigo's characer].
"Name's Kor, if you want a name to put on my tombstone."

"HA, like you could ki-" the man was then shot through the head, letting me go as he fell to the ground. scared out of my mind, i shakily pick up my katana and run over to ori, wrapping my arms around him.

"Alright, lets t-try to recover f-from this situation and calm-m-m down..."

I managed to get up and rest myself on the wall, still in pain from the bullet in my shoulder and falling on the broken leg.

*reloads the rifle an his magnum*
i don't know whats goin on here. but i have some informations that might interest you. 18 kilometers from here is a secret hideout full of medics, food and ammo. And i know the way. but theres a heavy problem. a group of bandits is searching me, bc they want the stuff from the hideout. I have to go on soon.

"i-im guessing h-he was o-one of t-them?" i asked the stranger and pointed to the dead body of my attacker