The Devil inside Devils Castle (A Role Play to a fucked up Event)

[SoulShaper2 243]

we silently approach, M16 in my friends hand. AK 74u Kobra in my cold shaking hands.

We stumble and scramble our way up to the misty castle seeing no zeds lying in wait, Our dreams of finding ammo, food, water, anything rise.

I prone in my camo clothing and scan, still nothing. Quiet except for birds.

We get up and dash, my hearts racing as we enter and crouch, SHIT! a zed appeard out of no where! my hearts beating like mad and my friend has frozen. I try to back away but its to late, he has my scent! we have to enagage and in one foul swoop our cover is blown. That quiet misty castle has now become a beacon of terror as we open fire, only attracting more of the evil bast*rds come charging at us! i barely even register how many shots im firing, just seeing one zed down and two more appear.

As soon as it begain, it ended. the bodies lay around us without even twitching any more and with that i waste no more time, I head straight for the tower thinking my friend has seen me, up the wooden stairs, the old wood creaking under my feet as the cold chill in the air makes me shiver to my bones, CRACK! the wall to me left disintergrates under fire and i hear a voice shouting "SOUL we have a survivor on the stairs!" hit the deck and scream its me, dont shoot! i tell me self its an accident, thats ok. I stand up and see my friend peer round the corner, i laugh and tell him to chi...im dead. I see the cold earth rush to great me, i hit it with a thud. his last words i hear "But soul! its not your face!" I'm dead.

*NON RP PART*

At this point im pissed off and stare at the "you are dead screen for 2 mins after loosing good gear but eventually hit restart, i load and request a new character and as i load *RP AGAIN*

I wake up, no sound of a beach which i once dreamed of but cold, unwelcoming dirt and grass, i stagger to my kness and grab my AK, but my Ak was gone? i was saw myself die? i...i remember my clothes! i feel the bulletproof military camo under my fingers and my brain starts to go dizzy, i look round desperatly to see the cold misty tower of the Devil greating me and i turn and run round the corner to see a friend, a friend i once knew crying over a body, my body. i cant speak my voice is to dry "Ry...Ryan is that you" he looks up in terror to see me and the blood from his face drains as he see's my old face looking back at him, he stumbles towards me and stares at me unwilling to accept its me but he cant deny the truth that i am, right there, standing infront of him. we walk towards the body to see it is exaclty like mine, same clothes, wepons, ammo count, but my face. my face is a twisted one of scar's and eyes with nothing but whiteness inside them. we get up and run, leaving the devil to his castle.

So basically for anyone that had a hard time reading my probably failed attempt to RP, i somehow had my face changed and was shot by my friend how ever when i respawned i had everything and was at the castle and walked round to see my friend with my body but it was of a messed up and scar'd face that was not my own, even the player info bit (one with zombie kills) says i've died once?? WTH? although im not complaining.