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Darth Ghranna Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 8:09 pm
 Every colony needs a shopping district, from its humble beginnings the market zone grew quickly. with the initial rapid increase in wealth from the rare metal mines there was an up shoot of luxury goods. This may have died off in the coming years but there were still many shops where the colonists plied their various trades and sold their good, from clothes woven from the silk of the planets indigenous spiders (which are considerably larger than their Earth cousins.) or furniture carved from the large and colorful fungi of the planets forests and treated with permacrete to prevent decomposition. There was much to see, and like most shopping centers it was a place to relax with friends and family and just spend a day. Now the shops and stalls are deserted and the stores were well picked through but to one who looks carefully they may still find things of use.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 12:37 pm
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Carlson took refuge in his gun store. He was surrounded by a finite (meaning limited) source of plasma ammunition. He was sure to be spotted by one of those affected by the spore. He didn't even bother using his tanto for most case scenarios, he had his plasma rifle to his stock and in aiming. His finger was longing to squeeze the trigger, but waited until a zombie came to sight. The only ammo he really had was behind him formerly for sale to the public. All the guns had been taken off the shelves in great panic by those who feared the initial infection.
He sneaked out from behind the counter, taking a few boxes of his plasma shells, the rest left behind. He edged out of the empty store, then entered the streets of the desolate shopping district. No zombies really popped yet, he would know by their shambling and limping that he was face to face with a zombie.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 2:19 pm
Jake "Frankenstein" Nelson Jake drove up in his truck and opened his shop then locked the fence. He heard of the outbreaks and his business began to boom. He deactivated the guns on his truck. He smiled his trips got him food and ammo to last awhile. He heard shots. "CARLSON! YOUR JUST INVITING MORE ZOMBIES." He laughed. He began to fix his truck and improve the armor on it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 2:44 pm
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Carlson heard Jake and replied "I didn't even think of that, and you came at a good time" as he walked to the well armed truck. He put the rifle over his shoulder, removing the ten round magazine full of plasma shells. He looked back to the store he ran, then thought "Goodbye, my baby. I'm gonna miss you. then looked back to Jake who started working some improvements on his truck. Carlson loved trucks when it came to vehicles, especially armored ones built for defense.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 2:53 pm
Jake "Frankenstein" NelsonJake looked up at him. "And how is that? Unlike everyone else I built my wall so zombies got a hard time climbing in." He moved to mounts and enforced for the truck to hold when guns are firing. "If you need something help load the guns and I can help you out. There are four thirty cals. and to minute guns." He began to do his usual fix ups. 
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 2:58 pm
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"I take it back actually, it's just I was gettin' the willies about bein' alone, ya know." it may have been an odd thing to say, but it was the best that Carlson had to say for now. Then, he added "I don't need anythin' really, I'll load your guns, I got about five boxes of plasma shells in my sack." looking at his backpack.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 3:09 pm
Jake "Frankenstein" NelsonJake rolled from out from under his truck. "Okay then. The ammo is in the trunk. Got it fresh from the military in their 'green zone'." He rolled back under the truck. "I understand. The zombies keep me busy. If I'm not working on my truck, it's the fence." He rolled out from under his truck and checked the electrical. "Good. Everything works. If you need a car fix or armored up. Find it and I will fix it." He was about to leave again to get more. "You need some food?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 3:16 pm
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"I'm not hungry, I'm all set." was all that escaped Carlson's mouth. Having at least offered some ammo made him content, even if declined. He brushed his hair to the side, and remained content.
OoC: Writers block.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 3:24 pm
Jake "Frankenstein" Nelson"All right." Jake said. He looked at his truck. He was proud of it. "Zombies don't stand a chance." He grabbed the food from the back and placed it in the shop. "You sure. They gave me a lot of MREs" He dug through the box. "Steak or chicken?" He tossed both on the counter. "Carlson, you sure you don't want any. Food is going to be gone real fast." OoC: It's fine. Type what you can.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 3:30 pm
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Carlson watched as Jake dug through his inventory, then replied "You had me at the steak!" gaining a smile. Steak was his favorite meal, especially with Barbeque sauce. He didn't think barbeque sauce's legend would live to the future, but before the neodymium incident, twas his version of ketchup. He then added "You do have a point, best not to fight them zombies on an empty stomach." his mouth watered for steak now.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 3:43 pm
Jake "Frankenstein" Nelson"It's not real steak. Military is stuck with MREs. All food is going to storage and being made into MREs." He began to boil water. And got everything ready for the food. He opened his fridge and grabbed the barbeque sauce. "MREs don't taste to good. But yes zombies on empty not to good." He put his shotgun and glock on the counter. When the water was done he poured it on the food. "Military steak and some good old sauce." He gave Carlson some of the steak MRE. "Heard raiders might go after your shop. You ready for that?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 3:52 pm
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"Oh dear... Well, thank you for the heads up. I don't think I'll be goin' back there any time soon." the idea of his shop being raided made his heart drop to his stomach. He just thought that by starting to eat, he'd settle down a little bit. Food always made Carlson feel better when he was worried or in a crabby mood, steak being his favorite, he would begin eating right off the bat. He was starting to munch a little on his MRE, it didn't taste all that bad, considering it may have just been Carlson's big appetitie.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 4:04 pm
Jake "Frankenstein" Nelson"Scouts have been watching here for a while. Ran over a few on my way in." Jake said eating his MRE. To him it tasted like prison food. "As for knowing I've been trading work for supplies. And the raider leader ain't too quiet." He looked his computer that showed the area. Nothing on camrea made him smile. "If raiders come we got means to escape. But if you get a car. You can go your own way." He grabbed a beer from the fridge and opened it. "You want one?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 4:10 pm
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"Yeah, I'd love one." Carlson was thirsty after eating that steak. He licked his lips to savor the after taste that resided on his lips. He then stated"I always have a better attitude after eatin' a good meal, and drinkin' an ice cold beer." Carlson was going to feel very beefed up from the meal he should have had two days ago!
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 4:24 pm
Jake "Frankenstein" NelsonJake nodded ad handed him a beer. He sat back down. "Carlson." He looked at him. "Where is everyone else? Joe, Stan, Steve, and the rest of the shop owners." He was concerned. Last time he was home everyone was around. "Did they all flee for the 'green' and 'yellow' zones?" He was curious.
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