It's time. Time for thing number one.
(Thing number one? What's number two?)
...Something. Whatever. You people need to go here first to know the basis for this. Copy and paste this into the thingy after "net"
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She told me she was gonna trash this, but I can't watch that happen ;_; I liked the plot of this story so much.. This will eventually turn out to be Morby. Just know that, so leave now if you don't like it.
"Nothing here.. Not even a can of soup, or something.." Mordecai muttered to himself. He was on his daily trek through the remains of what used to be Shop-n'-Walk, one of places he hadn't really gotten all the way through yet. He was sure to be prepared for this kind of thing.. He had 2 small pistols in his side pockets, his M-64 rifle slung against his back. And just as a precaution, he walked along with a recent discovery; a 14-inch machete. He pondered over the almost completely empty shelves of the large compartment store, sighing to himself. After a few more aisles of empty shelves, he decided to call it a night. It had gotten dark shortly after he found the building, which was falling apart. As he walked out, he heard a soft moaning.. A moan he found all too familiar. A horde of the flesh-eating mutants, about 4 or 5 total, were stalking towards him, groaning their deathly song. Mordecai, without flinching, shot out his pistols, shooting rapidly.
BOOM
BOOM BOOM
BOOM BOOM
BOOM
3 zombies fell. 2 remained, stumbling towards him, now accelerating. Mordecai quickly reloaded and pulled the triggers; Nothing happened.
"Crap! I got the empty cartridges!" he yelled at himself with a severe tone of anger. He put the pistols away quickly and shot out with his rifle, booming a bit more slowly, but with more catastrophic effects. The first zombie caught the speeding bullet into his chest, leaving nothing but a dangling piece of flesh. He fell with a thud onto the concrete parking lot, just as Mordecai shot the second bullet into the other zombie's head, it also landing onto the ground. Mordecai wrapped the rifle back around his back, and started walking again over their bodies.
"There's three more innocent people I had to kill.."
Just a quick entry before I really start working. Next POV will be someone different..