Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28270366-20160516073325/@comment-28270366-20160520235711

(Brovary, Ukraine. September 4, 1941. 11: 37 AM...)

Randolf: Only a few kilometers left we'll reach Kiev. We should be aware. The Polish Poppy Rebellion are all over the place.

Arthur: Well yeah that happened in real life. In fact I still got that house for my son.

Bucky: You have a son?

Arthur: Well yeah.

Bucky: Then why did you... left him?

Arthur: I'm a zombie. I can't just show up to my son and say "Hey son you look healthy today. Can I have your brain?".That's gonna be cruel. I want my son to have a clean death. And by clean death I mean not turn into a zombie. Anyway Bucky, you did remember your father died right?

Bucky: He's... dead? Can't remember.

Harold: Guys. There is a blockade. *stops in front of a burning armored car*

Arthur: Wh... who've ndone this?

Randolf: There is a survivor. He's a zombie. *points rifle at him*

Survived Soldier: Comrades. Run. You must... *cough* get out... of here.

Randolf: What did this to you?

Survived Soldier: Stump. *cough* Big... flaming... stump! *coughs, then head pops off (It didn't explode, it drops from its body. He was lying down.)*

Harold: What could he mean?

(A napalm bullet was blasted in there direction, blowing up the armored car. Harold and Arthur looked back and saw a Giant Burning Stump. The stump charges to their direction. The gang hops on the motorbike, with Randolf standing upright on the rear trying to shoot down the stump chasing them.)