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Before or during the start of the infection 23 year old Firetwig hefted his giggling son up and down into the air, ol' twiggy was happy, he had a beautiful wife and a gorgeous baby boy. life was going well, fully paid MFD Firefighter, wife was taking care of the house and the child, got his dream car 18, had a house, had plenty of cash to call upon if time needed. life was very good. Then, at the station, a 911 call came up and a lady screamed a gargled speech about her husband trying to eat her! Cops, medics and firefighters including Firetwig rushed there! They busted in the door to see the wife sitting with her throat ripped out on the floor and the killer with blood dripping down his mouth groan and rush to Firetwig! Firetwig punched at the..the..thing! But it kept coming! A police officer rushed to his aid and th thing promptly bit the cop! The cop cried out and clutched the bite wound, Firetwig took that moment to use the fireaxe he used to break the door in to break the things head in! It fell to the floor. He grabbed the dropped pistol from the MPD officer when the officer tryed to bite him! Firetwig stumbled back with the pistol leveled at the former cop. Soon he heard another groan come from outside! More former friends coming to eat him! Twiggy shot at them till he ran out of bullets. he threw the gun at his old buddy Frankie and ran to one of the old fire Engines. Cranking it up he made it go at speed faster then he did on the streets with his customized Camaro! Rushing home he found to his dismay, his son killed in bloody mess and no sign of his wife! Burying his son. He stepped into his Camaro and roared off! He parked in it in an old abanded warehouse in between a fire department and other warehouse use to hang out with his racing buds and staggered up the stairs to get some sleep...
Early days of Firetwig's life in the infection: A cold brisk day. Torched and ruined buildings filled the view. In a dark alley between a ransacked fire department and warehouse, a young man smoked a cigarette. The smoke filled the air around him. He inhaled deeply then snubbed it out. He wore a tattered firefighter's jacket, blue jeans, T-shirt, and steel-toed boots. His armaments were a small Glock, and a Ranger 120 which hung from a strap on his back. In a his belt a much used and abused fireaxe. He held in his hand a wrinkled and slightly blood-flecked picture of a young blonde/brunette woman laughing and holding up a young 18 month old child. You can see the man start to shake as tears poured from his eyes. His name was...lost but most called him Firetwig, the few that are left anyway. A groaning made him dry up his tears and tuck away the photo. A tattered zombie was approaching him from down the alley, it came groaning to him, Firetwig hefted his axe and charged to the zed, roaring a battle-cry inherent from his Scottish warrior ancestry and hacked off the outstretching hands in one stroke. The zombie was still alive and dangerous though, it roared in anger and headbutted him down and started to bite at Firetwig. Firetwig barely pulled the handle of his axe in time to block the bite. Pulling the pistol out in one hand and holding the zombie back with the other, he unloaded it at the zombie, purely by luck, the last shot blew the zed's head clean off. Rolling the zed off of him, he stood and took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Reloading his pistol and wiping his axe with a bandanna from his jacket pocket; He lit another cig and walked inside the warehouse passing his armored Camaro. Going up the stairs; he entered a small room with a fueled but off genny and some candy bars strewn about. A small cot was pushed against a wall, leaning close to the door stood a old vending machine. Pushing the vending machine agaist the door; Firetwig crawled into the cot and tryed to sleep. He never slept anymore. But then again, how could he? What with the infestation and his son killed, and the knowledge that somewhere, his wife roamed the streets as a zombie...
The morning after: Firetwig must have gotten some sleep for he reopened his eyes to see sunlight glare through the window. Rolling out of bed and picking up the bottle of Jack Daniels that lay close by; He took a swig and placed it in the pocket of his Firefighter's jacket he had just put back on. He went about getting his armaments. His Glock was always with him nice and snug at his waist and the Ranger 120 shotgun was strapped across his back. He hefted his fire-axe and swung it into his belt loop. Pushing the vendor machine out of the way of the door, he left the room and walked down the stairs to where his armored Camaro sat. Topping off the tank with one of the fuel cans he kept close, he stuffed another fuel can in the trunk and pushed his cooler full of food and drink in the passenger seat. Opening the garage, he looked all about for signs of zeds...there weren't any that he could see so he walked back to his Camaro and started the engine. VROOM! The walls shook from the steady rumble of his ride. His Camaro wasn't actually street legal but who gives a shit? Were in a zombie apocalypse...He roared on to the streets, he got out real quickly and shut the garage door then ran back to his Camaro...He was sad that he had lost his family but he still had the only thing in life he felt like living for...His car. He raced down the streets in his smoking hot armored Camaro mowing over the occasional zed that got in the way...I'll finish later.
UNFINISHED! Any comments, suggestions, or questions, please email me at ajthebarbarian@yahoo.com
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Shackleville Defense
Fortress 4 Staff (my former team) and BC pushed back the hordes of zombie scum which plagued Shackleville.
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The 5 battle teams of The Fortress united for an operation lasting 35 days. Engaging allies The Fortress moved through 12 suburbs and was instrumental in 9 mall recoveries. On average the united teams recovered a suburb every 3 days.
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All the members of the Fortress made sure a a zombie was killed every hour when Nichols was sieged by over 200 zombies.
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July 08 “Anaconda and Battlehawk brought a basket of goodies to the NW and rescued Caiger."
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