"Rain, do us a favor and shut up." He stared at the man, trying to be reasonable. "Galt might've reminded me a bit too much of that military guy from 'Day of the Dead', but I know that he was trying to keep us safe by trying not to risk going through the a part of the Line that was probably heavily defended. And while Gremlin might not be the most 'intelligent', he's got more people supporting him for leader than you or me. And this ain't a dictatorship last time I checked."

An idea flashed through Al's head. "What if we never went through the line at all? What if we just went to the west coast of Mexico, got a boat, crossed the sea into Baja California, and just went north? Think about it! That bus," he said as he referred to the monstrous vehicle that Laura had found, "could be a safe ticket there! Or if you all are crazy enough.... it might get us through the line. But that's not my call, is it?"

Dangit, you found my character inspiration. Cursed tropes and their predictability.

Killion looks around nervously.
"We really need to get out of here, we can argue later but lets just get on the road. Company's coming, and everyone seems to want to head south anyways, lets just get going now and decide later."

Without waiting for a reply, Killion runs off to start loading everything onto the Pink Monstrosity.

"Damn..." Stompy muttered when he saw the bus that had been labelled the 'pink monstrosity'.

Upon hearing Al's idea, Stompy grinned. "That might work, Al. I mean, how many people could have boats? And how many of them would risk men and supplies to board our large group? Though, as Killion said, we need to get out of here. I suppose we'll board up the 'pink monstrosity', and then think about it on the way there." Stompy stated, and then left to help the other move the supplies into the bus.

John Galt:
Dangit, you found my character inspiration. Cursed tropes and their predictability.

OOC: I thought of it when you shot Maeror.

Shaz entered the Purple Monstrosity without hesitation. He moved through the bus aisle and climbed into the turret. Seated in it's repurposed bus chair he scanned the surroundings as the others packed up their belongings.
"I don't have much anyway," he muttered.

Rain started to gather up his stuff and load it onto the bus. He looked back at the bodies.

"Are we going to burry those two or just let the birds eat them?"

He said with an emotionless face.

Gremlin was thoroughly alarmed when he heard himself suggested as leader. Luckily, it didn't seem to have to come anything, so he put it to the back of his mind.

He grinned wildly as he saw the Purple Monstrosity. "Now that, my friends, is a stylish ride!" He leapt up into the driver's seat, making himself comfortable. He nodded to Al. "We must all decide on the plan methinks, but Killion is right. This road leads south, and I do not wish to break our new transport by trying her offroad. So, unless anyone has objections, we can get moving and bicker along the way?"

As Rain spoke, Gremlin looked out, face grim. "We ought to bury them, methinks. But do we have time? If we leave them, they will be two amongst the fallen scores of their adversaries. A noble final resting, perhaps."

"Perhaps nobilty doesn't come into things after you're dead. I sat with the kid in his last minutes. It's deserving if out of all this shit and madness that we can still keep our humanity."

Johnny cradled his hands, he could of swore that there was some on the blockade, the twisted charred metal of the cars seemed to only, moments before, be full of men with guns.
Johnny put a hand to his head, his fingers slipping through his hair, what if he was just seeing things, wild hallucinations and crazy delusions. Then what?

Johnny looked over at the group of survivors ogling the bus they had found, he was alone both mentally and physically.Sitting on the bonnet of a burnt out car, the paint had long been stripped by the elements, he pulled out his diary, and with a shaking hand he started to write.

I think i'm going crazy.
Today we embarked towards vegas, what we assumed was not as heavily fortified as the rest of the line. We were wrong, two of our survivors are dead, several are injured including me. We are now beginning to fight among our selves. I swear I am seeing things, people that aren't there, flashes of movement, eyes... I don't know what's wrong with me, no one knows about it...
Being crazy wouldn't be a first for anyone. I don't know when we are leaving for wherever it is we're going. But it's starting to become bleak... The lack of friendly human beings is getting to me, even as a social isolated person.

PurpleRain:
"Perhaps nobilty doesn't come into things after you're dead. I sat with the kid in his last minutes. It's deserving if out of all this shit and madness that we can still keep our humanity."

"I'm sure they wouldn't have wanted any more of us to die because we wasted our time burying them. I hate to say it, but the best solution is to put a bullet in each of their heads and get going. It's hardly honouring them if we let them turn, is it?"

OOC- Playing the crazy card already, Pie? I wouldn't risk it myself.

"I have to agree with Killion on this one. We just don't have the time," Laura said, a little sad. "Let's get on the bus. We can just make decisions as a group until someone stands out."

Rabid Toilet:
So... do we start roleplaying, or do we wait for Galt to do something?

will someone explain to me exactly how this works plz.

logician.... i know wut u mean i been on this for a while now and still aint tlk'd to nobody. i guess being the new girl and all isnt rlly wutits cracked up to be.

mate they wont let ya join its only fair as they would then have to let everyone who asked and this would end up in a worse state than Galt, (in character of course). So try for the next one and try not to post lots on this thread as it tends to tic people of although they are to polite to say it just read it and Enjoy...

"Right, shall we get a move on?" Stompy asked, luging some supplies into the Pink Monstrosity.

Easykill:

OOC- Playing the crazy card already, Pie? I wouldn't risk it myself.

I like to think i'm playing the "Covering my own stupid ass" card. but it's all the same really.

OOC: Psst! stompy? It's purple.

"Well Killion, if you want to do that, or uh, designate someone else to that, that'd be great. I'm going to take these last three boxes onto the bus, and then I guess Gremlin will drive. Oh! that reminds me!" She spun around towards the front of the bus and shouted "Gremlin! Have you checked for immobilizers and the like? We don't want to drive 10 feet and find the fuel line's cut off!"

OOC (again): If you find a bomb in the engine that would be so cool. You don't have to though, obviously.

Not to be inconsistent, but when is the next murder?

OOC: To everyone else who's trying to join up now, you can't because it'll ruin the game. We can already rule out the new people as murderers as this IS a guessing game basically.

IC:

Rain moved to the back of the bus.

"I'm sorry for lashing out at everyone before. Just watching Patrick die sort of made me realise what's happeneing. It never really shocked to me. I guess he was the iceing on the cake, huh? Alright, let's get moving before the gunshots wake up those who shouldn't be."

"Eegads!" exclaimed Gremlin "She's right!" he threw himself out of the chair, and while quietly berating himself, got over to the engine and stuck his head in. A low whistle drifted out. "That is a very nice engine!" he called. His arms then followed his head and began fiddling around inside the engine "few loose parts, I can secure them here and now... hrmh, Gremlin thinks this thing has been here a while, it's a little worse for wear." he chuckled "then again, what isn't these days? Overall it seems it good working order, though" he withdrew his head, now covered in oil, and grinning, then lay down and rolled under the bus. A moment later the head re-emerged. "If you could all do me a favour and not touch the driver's area, I'd appreciate it." he called, then roared "Laura! Do you know anything about things that go boom? 'Cos Gremlin thinks he just found one!" the head disappeared again as he went back to inspect it. His voice floated out "Looks big enough to take blow us to Timbuktu. I can't see anything suggesting what'll make it pop. No warning signs, how inconsiderate. No timer, though I don't see any reason to leave a bus in the middle of nowhere with a timed bomb strapped to it. Possible though, Gremlin admits." There was a pause. "Maybe Gremlin isn't lying in the cleverest place."

OOC: There ya go. Can't resist things that go boom, me.

PurpleRain:
OOC: To everyone else who's trying to join up now, you can't because it'll ruin the game. We can already rule out the new people as murderers as this IS a guessing game basically.

hehe lets hope people read this before they post (i would not bet on it)

"I'm not sure if any of us could diffuse a bomb, Rain probaly has the steady hand needed for the job but anyone with any technical know-how, beyond welding big pieces of metal toghether, no offence Gremlin seems to have been picked off by our killer in the midst. Maybe this was the plan, I wouldn't go as far as to say he put the bomb in there as a forethought but I suppose thats not entirely beyond reason..." He ran his fingers through his hair, he couldn't remember the last time he'd had a decent sleep, "Can we take the engine out and all have a good look at it? Maybe if we do that we can even replace the engine with another from around here..."

Al twitched uncomfortably. "I'm getting a bad feeling about this. This feels like 'Speed' all over again. Except that there's no Keanu Reeves. And the bus isn't moving."

Sorry 'bout the mishap. Thanks for pointing it out for me Larenxis.

"Well, if we don't get a move on, we'll die of something or other. So, I suggest we get on, and start moving ASAP. Maybe it would be wise to wait a night or so to just 'check it out'? I mean, since we don't have a rev-head, or anyone who's got something more than a crash-course in Motor Vehicles 101, we really can't do much else. Though, it's up to you guys." Stompy added to the conversation. He was starting to get a little nervous, with the possibility of another ambush, but he was well aware of the fact that the finding of the Purple Monstrosity was convenient. A little too convenient.

Johnny was sitting by the wheel arch when he heard gremlin exclaim about the bomb.
"Uhm, gremlin, I have some technical knowhow, i'm sure If I was guided by something or someone I could defuse it... But I doubt anyone would trust me with that job, seeing as i know nothing about bombs in themselves... Someone else will have to guide me if i'm to do it." Johnny said in a flat monotonic voice.

"What's it gonna be?"

Duh Duh Duhhh!.../jk

"So, do we have any explosives experts? I mean, if we do, you think we could hit a few casinos ... Nah, on second thoughts, it's too risky. Best we make sure the Purple Monstrosity is safe, and get away from this place." Stompy spoke, stopping before his greed got a hold of over him, causing him to lose his inhibition of wasting time in a zombie-infested area.

Gremlin's voice once again drifted out "Johnny, Gremlin understands you don't want to blow this thing up. But Gremlin thinks it might blow up anyway. So everyone get off the bus, to start, and then you get your sorry arse down here! For all we know, it might have gone inactive from the time it's been here." Gremlin gently poked the device. The plating covering it wobbled. "Hmm... looks like its rusted, let me try and open it up." he gently grasped the covering, and, wincing, pulled it off. It came off cleanly, he sighed with relief. "Well, I see wires." he called "not that much help 'till someone knows what he's doing gets here."

"Right... I'll stand over there now. Shout when you've made sure the Purple Monstrosity is safe, alright?" Stompy asked sheepishly, trying to not run away from the bus in the process, but not achieving much success.

"Well, you see gremlin, it's more of a a don't want to blow myself up, feeling, you know... self preservation and all... Well i don't want to blow myself up if i can help it..." Johnny replied with a sigh.

"I agree, we should find better modes of transportation... I mean there are lots of cars here, If I were to guess, it would of been rigged by the people that just shot at us, so the further we move away from here, the less likely that there will be vehicles that will go boom." Johnny said, thinking that his logic was rather... logical.

OOC- Yeah, in my opinion, having the bomb was kinda stupid. Unnecessary and illogical, with no good way to fix it. Looks like the Purple monstrosity is done for. And lets just say my character shoots the bodies, I don't feel like figuring out how Killion would respond to the whole bomb thing.

OOC: I was sort of just expecting him to throw it at something, or pocket it. I imagined it wasn't placed there by an expert and would be easy to remove, or a dud. I need to run out the door now, but if nobody's taken care of it by the time I get back Laura will save the day. Emasculation for all!

EDIT: On the Dane note, I think perhaps he should get the bomb off the bus, walk a few metres, and then explode gloriously.

"Gremlin," Al sighed, "You're sure it's a bomb? Not just an alarm clock with the wires sticking out? I mean, I'm all for not getting blown up, and I've still got a bad vibe about this whole thing, but I'd take my chances with the bus if it was a fake..."

OOC: I'd like to bring back a valid point from a previous page- if Dane's not dead, and he hasn't posted in forever and a day, can he just die? Or are we just gonna say that he tried to 'rock & roll' against a swarm of zombies?

OOC- why not volunteer dane to go and "remove the bomb" hence he erupts in a giant fireball of pain. Which should conclude anyone from trying to get on the bus and moving on.

OOC: hrmh, well I was hoping someone else would come to the rescue. I'll see what I can do.

Gremlin's head once again emerged. "Gremlin thinks its a bomb. Looks like a bomb would look if Gremlin built it. Then again if Gremlin built it I could just pull it off!" An odd expression covered his face, and he suddenly stopped. He disappeared under the bus once again. There was muffled clanging then a thud.

A long sigh.

"Gremlin should have thought of that in the first place, no? Methinks its still a bomb. Just not wired into the bus. Hrmh. Then what would make it go pop? So the people set up a barricade. They have a nearby vehicle they can move around with. But what if someone steals it? Then they strap a bomb to it... and... Hmmm."

He rolled out from under the bus again, this time clutching the device. "Gremlin pulled it off!" he grinned, then looked sheepish. "Ok, so maybe Gremlin should have thought of that first, stop glaring!" Muttering to himself, he ambled over the the barricade, and the bodies. "They wouldn't want to blow themselves up, so they'd have to be in control of the pop. Which means..." he rummaged around, then straightened with something in his hand "They'd need a detonator! Must've nicked it from a military base and put in it a box and crudely wired it up!" Smiling, he looked at the other survivors. No-one else was smiling. "ah well" he sighed, and headed for the bus, still carrying the bomb.