hogwartskid7
Ex-Umbrella Scientist
This is a new post because my other one sucked 
Deseir Garrett
African-American
14 Years Old
Red Shirt Blue Jeans
9 Mil. Handgun 45 Backup Bullets Combat Knife 1 Grenade
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Deseir ran 2 more blocks before stopping to take a break. But not before he checked his surroundings. When he saw it was clear, Deseir sat down against a building.
[FONT=%value]This is all my fault! Deseir thought. If only I would've turned down Birkin's offer, no one would've died.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Uhnnnn." Deseir looked to his left. Two of them. Too easy. As Deseir raised his gun to kill the zombies, something walked from behind them.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Cerberus." Deseir whispered. He darted away from the monsters, sensing the mutated dog gaining on him. He rpumded the corner and was met by machine gun fire. [/FONT]
[FONT=%value] Deseir lept to the ground, and heard the Cerberus whimpper. He got to his feet, and looked at his saivor. It was a young, Caucasian man, clean shaven face and althletic-looking. [/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Are you okay?" he asked Deseir.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Yeah," he replied, "I'm just... just..." Deseir threw-up.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "So..... sorry..." Those were Deseir's last words before he was unconseious.[/FONT]
Deseir Garrett
African-American
14 Years Old
Red Shirt Blue Jeans
9 Mil. Handgun 45 Backup Bullets Combat Knife 1 Grenade
________________________________________________________________________
Deseir ran 2 more blocks before stopping to take a break. But not before he checked his surroundings. When he saw it was clear, Deseir sat down against a building.
[FONT=%value]This is all my fault! Deseir thought. If only I would've turned down Birkin's offer, no one would've died.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Uhnnnn." Deseir looked to his left. Two of them. Too easy. As Deseir raised his gun to kill the zombies, something walked from behind them.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Cerberus." Deseir whispered. He darted away from the monsters, sensing the mutated dog gaining on him. He rpumded the corner and was met by machine gun fire. [/FONT]
[FONT=%value] Deseir lept to the ground, and heard the Cerberus whimpper. He got to his feet, and looked at his saivor. It was a young, Caucasian man, clean shaven face and althletic-looking. [/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Are you okay?" he asked Deseir.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "Yeah," he replied, "I'm just... just..." Deseir threw-up.[/FONT]
[FONT=%value] "So..... sorry..." Those were Deseir's last words before he was unconseious.[/FONT]
