Guard Rail

(( oh than nvm ))

(Nvm as in I can know, or Nvm as in i still cant know)

Kurt was still trying to stay awake. It wasn't working.Suddenly, he fell of the love seat he was sitting on, down to the floor, sleeping like a log.
"Zzzzzzz........"

(( nvm as in you can, but you only have a vague idea of what its capable of ))

"Not a damn clue...I can't quite track hunters yet, I got all the dumb ones down...But not quite the smart ones yet....Thats why we need to get the hell outta here as soon as possible..."

"Good thinking Garret, honestly I haven't learned to track the dumb ones, but thats me, I say we should probably keep this a secret, I don't think the have faced a Hunter, it might scare them making the whole ordeal more stressful and dangerous, the only reason I killed that one Hunter was because it was to busy feasting on my sister to realize the Magnum pointed to it's head" Kip said his voice quivered at the thought, he lit yet another cigarette and put his hands on his head awaiting a response.

"okay, im going to get some shut eye, wake me up in a couple hours" Micheal sighed and fell back, closing his eyes

Ed sat by himself in the dark, bored and lonely.


(If I've met and killed a Tank by myself [involved alot of running and the use of my flamethrower and shotgun. Ricky has a problem with this and if the admins do to I'll delete it out of my history.], wouldn't I be able to handle the knowledge of a Hunter?)

"..." Garett looked up to Kip..."Hate to tell ya this kid, that hunter prolly aint dead...He prolly just got back up in an hour or so...Ya can't kill a hunter with just a headshot...Strange eh? You gotta blow their damn legs off....Otherwise them damn things will just come back to life....Thats the only way I know how to kill em...And watch out...He's prolly trackin ya to.."

(We don't know that you did that....So eh"

"Could it be the same one? Garret you have to help me, regardless of the disdain I had for my sister she was family and I need revenge." Kip said with hatred exuding in every word.

(No one here knows you have killed a Tank and I'm not sure Ralph and Jerid will warm up to that idea, a Tank his one toughest zombies to kill)

"Then wait til morning...That son of a bitch will be here If I know zombies...tell ya what...I'll wrestle his ass to the ground...Then let you shoot him while hes squirmin in my grip."

"Heh thanks I guess you aren't as bad as I thought" Kip yawned. "I'm gonna catch some Z's for tomorrow then. Night guys, I hope I see you in the morning" Kip stretched out on the sofa and went to sleep.

Kurt still layed face first on the ground, mumbling in his sleep.
"Meh......Where am i? Oh, thank you Miss Monroe, I would like a cookie!Mmmmm."

Kris looked over her shoulder and chuckled at what Kurt said. She placed her notebook back into her backpack. She unloaded her gun to start cleaning it and examening it for damages. Once she reloaded the gun, Kris fell back on her temorary bed and withing minutes she fell asleep too, her gun close the her side.

(( wrap it up, im gonna start the morning topic ))

(Everyone is sleeping or done posting go ahead)

"Alright man peace..." Garett stood up and stepped inside, he began to walk over to Kris....He noticed her sleeping..."Shit....Oh well...I aint gonna bug her..." Garett began to rub his chest..."Shit this hurts..." He lifted his shirt to rub the 3 rather large claw marks on his chest...."Shit's still bright red....It wont go away...damn it..."

(Done, I can't sleep until tomorrow anyway. And Kris is asleep.)