Viktoria Belikova (youngestsister) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-04-20 13:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | !taaank!!!, allison argent, viktoria belikova |
Who: Viktoria and Allison (NPC'd with player's permission)
What: Taaank!!!
Where: The woods
When: Tank Day
The second that Viktoria and her roommate were aware of the new danger in town, they headed out to assist those in the projects and wilderness. Viktoria knew that her brother and some of the others would stay behind just in case this thing couldn't be stopped, and got too close to the prison. However, Viktoria was determined that would not be the case. This monster of a zombie the size of a building had picked the wrong damn town to come stomping through. They already were on edge with the hell God, and while they hadn't had a chance to fight it yet, they weren't going to hesitate to take down the new threat.
Viktoria had two guns on her. A shot gun and an ak47 and plenty of ammo stuffed in the various pockets of her black jeans and black shirt. She almost regretted not having a duster of her own. It had plenty of pockets to hide weapons in. No wonder her brother was so fond of it. She strapped a sharp blade to her ankle and tucked her silver stake into a back pocket. The radio was attached to her hip so she could pay attention to what was going on around her. It would also be useful should she and Allison find themselves in over their heads.
Being a dhampir meant that endurance, stamina, strength and speed were on her side. Her roommate was an ace shot with her arrows, so it made sense to split up a bit. Viktoria would be bait and a distraction, and Allison would utilize her skill set and weapons to do as much damage as possible. Getting the Tank's attention wasn't quite as easy as Viktoria had expected, but it wasn't impossible. Shooting it several times pissed it off and waving her hands and calling at it made it chase her too.
It was ugly and gross, and she wondered what the people back at her school would think of it. They'd been trained to fight Strigoi. This was an entirely different sort of monster. Slower. Not much with the brains, but a force to be reckoned with. When Allison made it clear she was running out of weapons, Viktoria furiously tried to grab the Tank's attention on to herself. Moving it away slowly from Allison, the young dhampir warrior led it deeper into the wilderness. She saw some familiar faces from the prison and did her best to aim it toward them so they could get shots off.
The tank seemed to catch on and grabbed hold of her by the back of the hair, throwing her face first into a tree. Viktoria bounced off and shook off the impact. Grabbing her gun, she ignored the throbbing pain, knowing she would heal quickly, and joined the others, familiar faces and unfamiliar, in shooting at the ugly building size zombie until she was completely out of ammo.
Hopefully something would slow this thing down, but Viktoria was at a loss of what else to use on it. All she could do was continue to use her speed and stamina to try and keep it distracted while others used their ammo to take their best shots.