Re: They all fall down.( Defenders of Brooklyn post here to receive your assignments.)

by **Arcana** April 7th 2012, 6:25 pm

Sean took a deep breath as he tried to gather as much energy a possible for the fight that he knew was just on the horizon. Storm clouds were set in the distance and it was only the quiet before the storm. Plural was saying plans as for what they would do in the middle of this. Mostly giving them a brief respite before they would have to fight once again, a few blessed minutes before he would be forced to fight the unholy horde. Fire belched from every conceivable manhole within Brooklyn, clearing out the zombie threat that easily. That was just another godsend really but how long it would help them was yet to be seen. Though New York was his city and no one had to right to wreck it. Doctor Necrodium would pay hell for what he has done. Sean promised that much.

He reclined against a wall as he thought up a few plans to deal with what could use ice but nothing came up really. He had no idea how his water could defeat ice but something had to be done. If it wasn’t, everyone might die. Sean checked his weapons out, counting all the ammunition he had in stock and all of that. He still had 17 shots left and a quite a few throwing knives incase he needed them. There was a chance they might not die today but that was just him being hopeful. Fate never worked how he planned it to. ”I can do this.” Sean muttered to himself testing his power,which managed to form a small orb of water with no trouble. He would be fine hopefully in full fledged combat.

Hopefully the blonde knew what the hell he was doing. Sure he seemed pretty smart,it took more than just brains to survive something like this. It took skill and experience. Something he doubted most people here had enough of to amount to anything. They were in one fine mess and it wasn’t getting any better anytime soon.

by **The Infiltrator** April 7th 2012, 9:45 pm

Jason sat up as heard the blowing up of cars in the distance; for him he meant that rest time was over for him. That blonde general was about to send him back on the front lines again while he made some plan that exhausted everybody but him and them clones. He just shrugged these thoughts off and stood to his feet with his helmet in his hands. Jason looked at his pockets and still had about 6 magazines left for each of pistols and two for the assault rifle on his back. "Alright the ones that were with me, we are moving out to the main building. You can rest once this threat has been dealt with, then we can drink the night away." Jason ran his head through his hair one time before putting back on his helmet; him and the other guys that were with him began making there way towards the main building. As they walked he could he guy complaining about not having rest, but he did not care much really because they had a job to do and finish it right.

by **Plural** April 15th 2012, 11:28 pm

[END THREAD]

continues in Suicide Run

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