The Dark Hunt

Ooc: you opened fire with a heavy calibre machine gun!

The horse arrives, and the arbite mounts it quickly.

OOC he has very good aim
IC *the shooting stops*

The arbite looks up at the ship.

"Give me a hand!?"

they let down a ropeladder

And now my guy is trapped in his metal box once more

"Anything for the horse?"

They hear on the radio
+ god fucking dammit you know your luering that big ass horde here great thanks alot+

"Citizen, it's not safe here"

the flayed fast zombies are arriving now, mere seconds before they've descended on the location. most by road, other by rooftops and walls

???: stop calling me citizen i have a name ans a number and i was safer til you showed up

The arbite kicks his horse and rides away, avoiding the flayed things.

OOC you know the halflife 2 fast zombies? these things are them
IC the fast zombies start leaping at the arbites with unnatural strength

Using his revolver, he shoots them when they get close.

the horde is nearly there as the fresh dead start at them with a sprinting jolt

OOC sorry, interenet
IC *the punisher cannon upon the airship roars to life again, shredding the flayed zombies*

The horse is galloping at full speed, the hooves pounding the ground under it.

He leaves his metal boxe grabbing his bug out bag and climbs the ladder

*they pull the ladder up out of reach of the zombies*

the fresh dead see the survivor leaving his METAL BAWKS and leap at the rhino intent to getting to him

*and are shredded by the punisher cannon*

the horde has arrived, hundreds or even thousands of zombies traveling as one coming from the surrounding buildings and the streets unified with the intent to feed and kill

At this point the arbite is riding for dear life.

it flies towards the horseman, too high for the zombies to reach, as the flamestorm cannon opens up

more of the undead are appearing from the buildings, others approaching from the complete opposite direction the horde was thought to be coming from

Mark: *yelling down* Hey buddy! we're gonna throw you a hoop on a rope to lift the horse with!

"Sounds good to me!"

the undead are within melee distance of the rider

He draws his day stick and beats away at the hordes.

the punisher cannon fires at the ones behind him as they throw the hoop

their numbers dwarf the rate he's able to beat them back as they claw at his legs and the horse

He grabs the hoop and ties it around his mount.

"Ready!"

*they pull him aboard and ascend*

He dismounts his horse and ties it up. Looking for someone to talk too.

"Hello?"

when the zeppelin ascends they hear closer howling then normal, it's revealed a group of fast zombies were trying desperately to hook unto the zeppelin's underside from atop a building

they lower and scrape them off on the ground before ascending again quickly
Mark: hey there!

"Who are you?"

below them the streets are flooded with the undead, possibly the entire population zombified on the streets in a raving horde. they're slow to disperse

Mark: I'm mark
Cry: *on the main gun* woah there's fuckin loads of em down there! firing! *the battle cannon fires into the group below*

as bodily fluids and parts fly some instinctual plan kicks in as they retreat into the buildings like ants to their hives from rain. before long the streets are vacant again

"Are you In charge here?"

Mark: nope! I'm just the engineer

As he gets in hes breathimg heavily he rips off his helmet grabbing a bottled water he is soaked in swet

Azrok wrote:

As he gets in hes breathimg heavily he rips off his helmet grabbing a bottled water he is soaked in swet

OOC the rhino right?

"Then where is your captain... Mark"

He climbed in the zeplin he is whering heavy armor and was in a hotbox for two days

Mark: at the helm

"Can you take me there?"

Mark: it's just up there *he points. note the ship is about the size of a thunderhawk*

He looks and begins to head that way.

the captain is on the helm. he is wearing a fancy pilot suit and a tri-corn hat

"Captain, I need to thank you for that back there"