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Im happy to help sir

Brooks A. Riley:
"Your going to go to the city and get my some weapons for the rest of the group. If you don't do this or fail me and my family will be eating tonight!" He said smiling licking his lips.

I grab my equipment and begin walking to the city looking for anything useful along the way

Post away Lord go nuts.

As i walk down the main road into the city i see many destroyed and broken vehicles of different assortments. I hear a clumping along the road ahead of me i duck into cover. As the clumping grows louder i see whats causing a large mutant covered in blubbery fat that seems to be patroling the highway as much as i wanted to kill it i knew i would expend to much munitions so i chose to ignore it and head into the city. When i enter the city i head immediatley into a small gads station i grab a few little debbie (they never go bad). I also see a pedal bike and hop on it and begin heading for the general store

Boris looked around him from the top of the car wreck. He grabbed his knife and pistol. As he saw the mutants approach him, he jumped on the wreck of a car bus. He climbed on top of it. From there, he jumped upon another car and ran as if he was being chased by his mother in law herself. He kept running, without looking back, until he heard no more of the mutants. As he turned around, he saw but one mutant left. The girl. She terrified him. He grabbed his pistol and pointed it at her. With an awful taste in his mouth, he pulled the trigger.

Boris:
The girls brain covers the windscreen of a car, the goo like content everywhere. Seeing the creatures were dead or gone you head towards your next location.

go nuts noob.