Gothmaster
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- Nov 16, 2006
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(Need a female to take the role of Sheryl Carter. PM me if interrested.)
World of darkness
It was a very dark world. More so than the general population thought. Mothers told their children that there was nothing scary hiding in the closet and all thought that the darkness of night was safe. The only evil out there was that of the human race. It may be true in most cases but there are those who fall victim to the unknown. The evil, nightmares are made of.
The unknown. The hidden world of terror and monsters. Most do not know anything about the world they live in. The few that do often get locked up in asylums or take their own life. Others live out their life in fear and isolation. A very few of those that have seen the darkness take up the fight. Those few are the hunters that have determined to take back the night from the creatures of the unknown.
Showdown in the graveyard
Jack Carter fired his Colt Python right in the crowd of Zombies. He felt his sweat pour down his neck to his back. He looked around and saw that his wife had everything under control. She used the Benelli pump action shotgun as a professional. Sheryl Carter reloaded her gun with fresh shells and Jack put a bullet in the head of a Zombie that was getting to close to her for comfort.
"How's it going?" He asked her. He did not need to yell to get himself heard. Zombies never made a sound. Not even when they where killed once again. Killed was the wrong word as they where allready dead. it was more accurate to say that they where put back in the grave. He did not know why the Zombies dissapeared as soon as they where neutralised but they did. A good thing though or the grave keeper would have his hands full the next morning and have many questions to answer.
"Just peachy." Sheryl responded as she put the last shell in the shotgun. She was the opposite from her husband in appearance. Where he was dark she was light. They say that opposites attract and in their case it was true. Jack still found her exciting to be with. They had only been married for 2 years and Jack considered himself lucky to have such a sexy and devoted wife. She was 27 years old, only 1 year younger than himself.
Jack and Sheryl thinned down the Zombies until there was none left. The immediate threat was over but there was still the Necromancer to deal with. The man or woman that had summoned the Zombies. The Necromancer had evaded them for weeks and seemed to be nowhere to be found now as well. Jack sighed as he reloaded his Python.
"I am getting really tired of this hide and seek game." He says as he put the gun back in his shoulder holster that is concealed under his black leather jacket.
World of darkness
It was a very dark world. More so than the general population thought. Mothers told their children that there was nothing scary hiding in the closet and all thought that the darkness of night was safe. The only evil out there was that of the human race. It may be true in most cases but there are those who fall victim to the unknown. The evil, nightmares are made of.
The unknown. The hidden world of terror and monsters. Most do not know anything about the world they live in. The few that do often get locked up in asylums or take their own life. Others live out their life in fear and isolation. A very few of those that have seen the darkness take up the fight. Those few are the hunters that have determined to take back the night from the creatures of the unknown.
Showdown in the graveyard
Jack Carter fired his Colt Python right in the crowd of Zombies. He felt his sweat pour down his neck to his back. He looked around and saw that his wife had everything under control. She used the Benelli pump action shotgun as a professional. Sheryl Carter reloaded her gun with fresh shells and Jack put a bullet in the head of a Zombie that was getting to close to her for comfort.
"How's it going?" He asked her. He did not need to yell to get himself heard. Zombies never made a sound. Not even when they where killed once again. Killed was the wrong word as they where allready dead. it was more accurate to say that they where put back in the grave. He did not know why the Zombies dissapeared as soon as they where neutralised but they did. A good thing though or the grave keeper would have his hands full the next morning and have many questions to answer.
"Just peachy." Sheryl responded as she put the last shell in the shotgun. She was the opposite from her husband in appearance. Where he was dark she was light. They say that opposites attract and in their case it was true. Jack still found her exciting to be with. They had only been married for 2 years and Jack considered himself lucky to have such a sexy and devoted wife. She was 27 years old, only 1 year younger than himself.
Jack and Sheryl thinned down the Zombies until there was none left. The immediate threat was over but there was still the Necromancer to deal with. The man or woman that had summoned the Zombies. The Necromancer had evaded them for weeks and seemed to be nowhere to be found now as well. Jack sighed as he reloaded his Python.
"I am getting really tired of this hide and seek game." He says as he put the gun back in his shoulder holster that is concealed under his black leather jacket.
