Ventus' Zombieland

Balaur: What? Just trying to be optimistic. *puts hands in pockets*

"Whatever,man" I said just shrugging and walking

Name: Nicholas Sinclair
Species: Human with "potential"
Gender: Male
Appearence: a 17- year old boy with medium length black hair and fire red eyes
Personality: Cautious except for when a friend's life is in danger, has a list of survival "rules", long time player of the "game"
Specialty (W): Melee
Specialty (S): Immune, strategist
(You'll soon be meeting a veteran "player". He'll be of great help if you can befriend him.)

Balaur: I'll just get out of your hair then, will I?

"If your willing to die" I said before listening to the voice in my head.

"Who's this 'veteran player'? You're sending our way," Necro asked.

(You'll meet him soon enough, he's just ahead of you.)
At the end of the bridge, the sound of fireworks going off could be heard and flashes of light and exploding zombies could be seen, though only a few of the many rounds fired actually hit, they still did considerable damage to the hoard. The dealer of this destruction was Nicholas a make-shift rocket launcher made of lead pipe and fireworks in hand.

I watched the dude waste zombie and noticed a 3 foot copper pipe and a hardwear store and i run in and pick out two buzz saws and rip out the blades and then with a blow torch weld them to both ends of the pipe. I ran out and cut two zombies in half with my new weapon.

Necro rushed to the end of the bridge and stabbed a zombie through the head with his lightsaber. He then picked one up with the force and threw it's head into another.

I cut two more heads off and sliced another that was behind Necro.

Nicholas smirked at the newcomers, "Step back." he said harshly as he placed his evoker to his temple and pulled the trigger summoning Surt whom decimated a good 1/2 of the hoard with his fire longsword.

Balaur forgot everything he ever learned about zombies and immediately lit half of them on fire. "That didn't work like I hoped it would." They had just kept going, so he grew his claws and wings and began combating the zombies with them.

I watched Surt waste half of the hoard. Then felt a twinge in my lower back...I need to realse Dragoon's power before it takes over again. I concentred on the Zombie's and twirled my bladed pipe until it caught fire then i realsed flames from my body burning the rest to ashes.

Balaur: Anyone care for some shish kebab? *slices many zombies and blows many others off the bridge*

Nathan: *By this time, he has catched up to everyone* Woahhh.

Balaur: Yeah, whoa. Care to help? *still fighting zombies* Drown! *blows more into the river with wings*

Nathan: Yeah. *Shoots a Dark Firaga at a group of zombies.*

I turned and scowled. "Took ya long enough" I said before kicking a zombies head off and cutting it in half

Balaur: *grows horns* Zombies beware. *Headbutts a group while clawing out to sides and blowing others* And the worst is, we have to get to Los Freaking Angeles!

Nathan: Ha. Watch this. *Makes keyblade into Keyblade Gun and shoots a crowd of zombies into oblivion*

Necro became surrounded, but used Force Repulse to give himself room to breathe, incinerating the zombies.

Balaur breathed fire on the remaining zombies. Dragon fire. While regular fire doesn't work, Dragon fire is far stronger and still burns zombie flesh.

Nathan: The last zombies are dead. We have to advance, except I'm not leaving without this guy. *Gestures to Nicholas*

Balaur: Suitchaself. *runs onward*

I nodded at Nathan. "Seeya pal" I said before following Balaur