High School of the Dead RP

They looked at him.
"Where?"

Gary started to run.

"Follow me!"

Linguz and Malfure shrugged and followed him.

Jose smiled as he held the jack to his 29 piece stereo set in his hand. He had been rigging it for the last day and was proud and absolutely confident that it would work. He slowly inserted the jack into the tiny television and danced with glee as the MLP theme song boomed throughout the basement, and up into the upper floors. He might have to murder the principle again to keep his job, but now he had quality sound. The kind that would make the dead cringe, no less. He started to comb his rarity toy's hair with a bayonet.

Gary ran down the hallway, wary to keep away from the walking dead. He ran up to the room that had a sign that said

"Workshop."

He opened the door and ran inside, waiting for the two of them.

Malfure and Linguz passed into the workshop. Malfure went to the tools and started to look through them. He took out two small hammers and hung them on his waist.
"We'll need weapons. Do you have any preference?"
He directed his question at Gary.

Gary picked up a nail gun that was on the teachers desk. He picked it up and turned it over, eying it. He began to mumble to himself,

"I won't be able to aim very well with this..."

He walked over to the workshop tabled and picked up the wood that had been stranded around the room. He grabbed duck tape on the wall and made himself a makeshift cross hairs. He duck taped it on top on the nail gun and aimed with it.

"Is that better?"
Linguz shifted through the tools and pulled out a large sledgehammer. He put it on his back with the two steel baseball bats. He nodded.
His body expressions said, 'I'm good.'