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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 1:27 pm
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Scott ♦ Smith ♦ ↪ A humming of an Atv could be heard, vastly approaching the camp. Dust followed behind the dull machine, growing ever nearer it's roaring engine came to a halt. Scott removed the helmet with a smile, he had left early that day traveling to the market, and then taking a small detour into the zombie lands. The ginger had two separate sacks one with food and the other filled with miscellaneous items. He reached a hand into the food sack, pulling out an apple taking a bite out of it. A group of children made there way over, right on time! "Here ya go!" he winked handing the other sack to the kids. Excitedly they dumped it, revealing that dolls, comic-books, board games, and other neat things had filled it. Satisfied, Scott left with a smile upon his face. He moved forwards making his way to the edge of the camp, gazing out while finishing up the apple all the way to its core. Suddenly he chunked the apple core far and high. Quickly pulling out his pistol, letting out a fire that hit the core dead in the center. "Hum, I need more targets." he let out a small sigh scratching the back of his neck with his free hand. ♦
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 6:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:38 pm
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