Antw0n wrote...
>implying I'll miss with my 5 PER
((OoC: Just to let you know, it would be your DEX in order to figure out if you're able to hit a Zombie just standing there. Unless you used a melee weapon, in which case it would be a combination of your STR and DEX.))
As I made my way into the crowd, I was forced onto the ground by the sheer number of people pushing and shoving to get to the harbor and airport. My ankle started to hurt as I hit the pavement, and I knew I wouldn't be able to get back up quickly because of the pain.
"Please, can someone help me? My ankle's hurt.", I try pleading with the people that are passing by me. But sure enough, my plea fell on deaf ears as everyone was more concerned with their well being.
"Isn't there anyone that can help me?", I say to myself as I see the end of the crowd making its way towards me. At this point, I have tears in my eyes as the realization that there will be no one to come help me.
That's right. I've always been alone. I've always had to look out for myself. Why should anyone else care for someone they don't know?, I think to myself as the last of the people pass by me.
I didn't have too much time to dwell on my last thoughts, as a dark figure came straight to me as I laid on the street.
"Can you walk?", the suit asked me as it leaned down towards me.
"No, I don't think I can Mr. Suitman." I answer to the weird person near me.
I don't think he heard me all that well, as as soon as I finished saying my sentence, I was suddenly picked up into his arms.
What is this feeling? I feel so happy that someone came to my rescue. But this feels more than just happiness. What is this feeling?, I think to myself as he starts running towards the harbor.
I see him trying his best to stay ahead of the creatures behind us, but they were closing in on us.
I guess this is as good as ever to try that pistol I found., I think as I reach into my little bag and pull out the Glock Pistol. I put my arms around the neck of Mr. Suitman as I try to aim at the creatures behind us.
"Pardon me Mr. Suitman, but I'll try shooting at those things behind us.", I try to say as loud as I can so that he will hear me over his breathing.
Not waiting for his answer, I take aim for the closest one behind us and fire.