Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160112193412/@comment-26809040-20160121172931

Eric ripped a spent mag from his rifle, replacing it with one of his two from the roof, and eying the three twitching corpses at the bottom of the ramp.

"All we need is a roaming pack of ferals. We'll fit right into an old horror film. When will I learn to keep my damn mouth shut..."

The voices and gunfire of the others was drawing nearer from roughly the direction he came, bringing both fire support, and more ferals. Eric crouched there for a moment, weighing the two against each-other. In the end, he figured more people to shoot the ghouls was better, even if they brought the whole horde with them. Raising himself from his crouch, Eric (reluctantly) shouted through the fog.

"Hey! Over here! Good defensible position!"

The scavver then turned his attention back to a few more ferals stumbling towards the ramp.