4: Close CallPiper climbed up the fire excape of a decent sized hotel, scanning the surrounding area. She was surprised to see the place completely dead. Not a soul, or dead soul to been seen or heard. It was suspicios to her, but she needed a place to call it a night, not to mention she needed to clear her head by beating the shit out of something. She grabbed a room key and unlocked a room on the second floor, knowing if she had to bail out it wouldn't kill her to jump. She cleared the room afer searching every inch of it she possibly could and she pulled one of the matresses up and opened up the window. She pulled off her shirt and changed into a pair of shorts and a sports bra, then wrapped up her hands. After taking a deep breath and a couple stretches, she grabbed her knife and set to work, ducking and dodging the invisible zomibes. She shredded the matress, working on her kill strikes, accuracy and fine tuning her moves. Faster jabs, tigher spins, sharper dodges from left to right, anything4: Close Call by ~JackBKewl
3: Crazy BitchPiper leaned forwards as the group spit up as the man shouted at them, demanding they find the killer. "Find me?" Piper nearly growled, "Don't worry, I'll come to you." She said to herself as she made her way down the tree. She slipped silently through the woods, covered by the srubbery about to do something she knew was dangerous.3: Crazy Bitch by ~JackBKewl
"Hey!" She shouted from behind him, "Looking for someone?" She raised her eyebrown and smirked as she held out the red backpack she had looted off the boy as the man turned around. The look he gave her was of shock. This girl? This innocent, brunette, long legged girl killed his brother? There was no way.
Piper's grin faded for a second as she looked at him. Her first thought, 'he's big.' He was muscular and it showed through the muscle shirt, with a big tribal tattoo that covered his left bicep. He couldn't have been much older that Piper, but she assumed 25 was the oldest he could be. She had to admit he was easy on the eyes, but she snapped back to realit
2: The DancePiper held her left hand out, flicking the blood towards the undead. They all groaned as their everlasting hunger drove them towards her. She twirled the Bowie in her right hand as the first to reach her, which appeared to be female at one point, lunged at her. Piper ducked and spun to the left, shoving the blade through the chin and into the skull as she came up. The first fell into a rotten heap on the ground as Piper swiftly leaned to the right, shoving the blade into another's temple. Piper moved beautifully, each movement flowed into the next: a dance of survival for her and final death for the undead.2: The Dance by ~JackBKewl
She smiled as she jabbed the blade into the final one, right through the eye socket and into the brain covering her in blood and rotten flesh head to toe. He fell to her feet, and for good measure, she stomped on each one with her steel-toed boots, shattering the skulls as the blood and brains poured out over her boots. "Good riddance," She spat, proceeding towards the gas station.