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Wait... I have to wait til after the apocalypse? oh... better go stash the poles!

"Did it occur to you that maybe they sleep in the car? And maybe they always have a couple people guarding it? It won't matter if they know it was us, as long as we get far away from here. Besides, how are you going to track it? It doesn't really leave tire tracks, as they aren't braking all the time" Kyle sighed. "I'm still going to find those tires!" He called from inside.

"Sounds good to me," Kyle said, stroking his small beard thoughtfully. "And I have seen that car. How about this. Tomorrow, I'll look for a couple good wheels and tires. Next time that car drives by, you shoot it's wheel's out. Unless they start shooting at you, let the people go. Or maybe they'll join us. But right now, lets get some rest. It's almost dusk." Kyle walked inside to make another bed. Or something he could call a bed.

"I have some two inch metal sheeting I found in a warehouse nearbye. It took forever to haul it over. All we need to do is put it up at the top of the lighthouse. You'd need a tank to get through it. I'd bet some sniper shots wouldn't go through, and if they can't see you they can't shoot you." Kyle waved his hand towards the lighthouse. "Just a couple more days whilst I look for a car. That way we can load up, then we'll leave. Ok?"

"Hey!" Kyle shouted as the man walked away. "I've already got a base set up here. And until we find a car or a large boat, we ain't going anywhere, because I have to many supplies to take. Then we can head towards an airfield. I heard some military guys survived there."

"No. Highway bandits would ambush people on roads. These bandits will track you down. And I didn't say it was wrong for them to shoot me, but if they wan't to take that chance... I'm shooting back." Kyle looked outside. "My names Kyle. I could easily have killed you but I didn't. And you could have done the same but you didn't. Which tells me you either really wanted some answers, or you want a buddy. And yes, we are sane, so I would assume there are others that are same. What do ya say? "Want to team up?"

"Good to meet you brian. Well, I'm not exactly sure of the specifics, but basically most of the population is infected with a new virus that turns them into Zombies, if you know the term. The people that came in here were bandits. The government is gone. The military overrun. It's pretty dang bleak, if you haven't noticed. Basically, we're fighting for survival." Kyle pointed outside. "it's safe in here. For now."

"Well," Kyle said. They attacked me whilst I was waiting for you. I killed the woman, and then the man scraped my side with a bullet." He put his hand on his right side. So I played dead. He tried to throw me out the window, put I got him as he did." Kyle waved his hand towards the man. "Take their stuff. I don't need it. I have a stash. I'll show you if you want. Oh, and I saw your crazy leap into the trees. Smart move. The names Kyle by the way. Yours?"

"ACK! Yes help!" Kyle screamed, hearing the guy. "Help! Up here!" HE almost lost his grip on the ledge, but managed to grab it better with his other hand. "Please!" Kyle screamed again. "Help me!". He looked down. It was the man to whom he had given him the note. He had a rifle. He must have found it whilst Kyle had been fighting the two bandits. Kyle really hoped that guy wasn't a bandit.

look for nemo. He a little clownfish. He protect your camp like a real fish should!

I'm looking for nemo. Has anyone seen him? He's a little orange clown fish with the anger to match his size. AKA chasing boats out of curiosity. I already went after him once so now i"m sending someone else after him. Thank you!

"Grr," Kyle said to himself. It'd been a while since he'd gotten to the lighthouse. And the guy was STILL sleeping at the tree! He was lucky no survivors had come by and no infected gone near him. And finished of the apple he'd gotten from the edge of the forest. He had determined a good route through the city. It consisted mostly of ally ways and buildings with blocked doors. If he'd been much fatter he wouldn't be able to fit through. He had to send his pack in before him Suddenly he heard a crunch behind him. His sound trap had worked! He whipped around, slashing his machete. It connected with flesh and he heard a gasp. A women keeled over. Her stomach was slashed open, and she had a gunshot wound to her left arm. She was holding a revolver it looked like. She he pulled it up and shot at him. He had already ducked for cover and pulled out his own Glock 18. He swung his hand over and fired twice at the woman, first striking her collarbone, then her lower jaw. She fell, and to make sure, he put his machete in her face. Another gunshot from the stairs, and he felt a resounding pain in his side. He dodged to the right, away to from the stairs and lay still. He heard someone come in. "Mulla! NOO!" Kyle heard someone running towards him. Someones hand picked him up, and he gripped his gun tightly. He heard a window open. Crap. He's gonna throw me out! He looked towards the tree. The man had woken up! He was reading the note. It would only take him a couple of minutes to get here. The man thought he had killed Kyle. So he was throwing him out the window. KYle flailed as he was thrown out. He fired at the man before he even left his arms. A couple shots to the chest does that. His gun fell to safety, but kyle managed to grab the edge of the lighthouse with his fingertips. He could only hope the man would come and save him.

yes batman. But also Keyboards, Television monitors (Watch the spy next door) and ovens.

Name: Kyle Mankahon Age: 21 Nationality: American Profession: Going to college Bio: He came from a rough family, where his mom left his dad. His sister and brothers and he is the only one who has never tried any kind of addictive substance. His dad is an alcoholic and beat him. The only one in his family to go to college in four generations, he was attending oxford when he decided to go on vacation to russia. He was sight seeing in cherno when the infection hit. All the boats and planes left, and he is trying to find his way back to america. He only shot guns a couple of times in his life. He was asleep. At least he was until he heard an almost unhuman scream. Rubbing his eyes, he stood up and looked out the window, crouching while doing so of course. He hadn't seen any infected in a while, but he supposed some could have wandered in. A man was running from a couple of infected. He jumped a fence and grabbed the branch of a pine tree, pulling himself up with little difficulty. The man was smart. He had chosen the right tree. This one was easily 60 feet tall, about 20 meters. Any lower the branches would have broken. Any higher and he would have been seen. He was right in a clump of pine branches. Kyle walked down the steps of the abandoned house he was in. He crept past several infected and when he was far enough away, ran to the fence. The man was asleep. He pulled his extra pistol and two clips and put them next to the man. He also left the man two cans of beans and a water bottle. Then he scribbled a note, and using a stick, pinned it to the ground. Meet me in the lighthouse. Your welcome to come armed. He turned around to see an infected jumping at him. Yelped in surprise, he jumped to the left, whilst the infected landed not two feet from the man. Kyle quickly drove his switchblade into the creatures head, while it was still on the ground. Then he went to the lighthouse.

I'd leave some food and maybe a thank you for letting me have your stuff, like maybe something completely useless to him, like another watch or something. EDIT: oh yeah, I think it's kind of noobish to hoard vehicles. Seriously, 10 vehicles at one camp? you don't need all those cars, and your just depriving other ppl of a good experiance. (Or a possible one).