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Gone Gonzo Posts: 2582 Joined: 10 May 2009 | "I understand, but we need to find the presidents daughter. The military probably has the city blocked off, but she can get us out." |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2073 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | Tyler glanced over at the church's altar. Forgetting the crowbar was in his hand, he slowly walked over and knelt down in front of it, silently reflecting on what he had just done. "Hey, hey, calm down! We can't panic right now," Kelsey scolded. |
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Gone Gonzo Posts: 2073 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | "Does she seem like the kind of person who would abandon her friends?" Kelsey asked. |
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Gone Gonzo Posts: 2073 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | "Maybe, but we at least have to see what we can find here before we just leave," Kelsey replied. "By the way, what's your name?" Feeling better about what he had done, Tyler opened his eyes and stood in front of the altar. About to return to the group, he saw a letter on the floor addressed to a lieutenant of some sorts and went to pick it up. Identifying the symbol on the front as "Parasol," a leading pharmaceutical company, he quickly tore the letter open and began reading. |
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Gone Gonzo Posts: 2073 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | "Well this here is Eric, Mister Shy over there is Tyler, and I'm Kelsey. Kelsey Banks," she introduced. "Come on, let's all sit down. Tyler, come here!" Folding the letter, he shoved it into his pocket and went back to the group. "You okay?" "Yeah, just had to make a little peace with God," he answered, returning to his normal, relaxed self. |
On the Record Posts: 6792 Joined: 26 Jun 2008 | *Mini Update*
MasterSqueak / Jedoro:
I'm going out for a few hours now =[ Current Time: 2:15pm |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2073 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | "Is there something in there that we should know about?" Kelsey asked, starting to get worried. |
Pulitzer Laureate Posts: 790 Joined: 11 Jun 2009 | Dean heard the distinctive sound of chopper blades and ran outside looking into the skyline. Just then a bell started to ring. He looked back in the house wondering about the man upstairs, but remembered his sister and began to chase after the helicopter. What if she got on the copter? She could be safe. He sprinted after the chopper that seemed to be headed in the direction of the ringing bells. He rounded a corner and found what he was looking for. His sister stood infront of him with a slack jaw and a torn open neck. She was a zombie, there was no chance left to save her. Dean froze, what was he going to do now? He had to kill her but he couldn't muster the strength to raise his weapons. The zombie Devin didn't seem to have the same problem. She ran at him, and instinctively he drew the 22 revolver, pressed it into her eye and fired all five shots. The gun was empty. He would be able to find more bullets some where, probably. He slipped the gun back into his belt, felt tears at his eyes, and quickly hardened his resolve. Now was no time to get emotional. Now was a time for survival. He was the last Shauger in the city and he would be damned if his name died with him. As he looked towards the sky he saw the cross of a steeple. Maybe there where survivors in the church. Or maybe there were some zombies he could work his aggression out on. |
Infamous Scribbler Posts: 522 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 |
OOC: 0_0 Ma PADLOCK!!!!!!!!! |
Infamous Scribbler Posts: 522 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | I wake up, I must have fainted when I found the house empty, my head is freakin killing me... |
On the Record Posts: 6792 Joined: 26 Jun 2008 | *UPDATE*
MasterSqueak / Jedoro:
Cargando:
Everyone Else:
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Pulitzer Laureate Posts: 790 Joined: 11 Jun 2009 | .
Dean runs up to the church door looking around for any signs on the infected. He tries the handle but the door wont give. He starts knocking on the massive door. "I'm a friendly, open up!" He looks around to see if his commotion drew any of the Undead. He returns to the door and try's the handle again. |
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Gone Gonzo Posts: 2332 Joined: 11 Mar 2009 | His reach seemed to have been in vain; he could not help but feel a strong surge of disappointment as his hand closed around a slender and delicate glass vial, its contents glowing oddly in the light of the burning truck. The zombies groaned loudly as they approached closer and closer. Pocketing the vial without mentioning it to the stranger- they could discuss it later- he tightened his grip on the shovel. One of them, a middle-aged man with a pair of broken glasses stabbed into his face, stepped ahead of the group, his face eerily blank. Planting his feet firmly on the ground, Rob swung the shovel. It connected with a crack to the creatures' face, the bones breaking upon impact. Another swing and the neck ripped, the zombies' head falling half-off, right ear resting on the right shoulder. The head then swivelled backward, and with a sickening tear, fell onto the pavement. The body, however, didn't seem to notice, and took another step forward, before falling to its knees. The others continued to advance, leaving Rob and the stranger still outnumbered. "Shit... Shit! What do we do?!" He looked to the stranger, who wielded only a scalpel. Running out of ideas, Rob guestured to the fire escape ladder with his head. "Go on, up! They're blocking the exit, and we're running out of room!" |
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Infamous Scribbler Posts: 522 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | OOC:sorry for lateness etc etc I open the box to find: It is a strange glass tube full of green liquid. It has a lid on one side. Under the lid there are 4 little needles connected to the tubes. On the other side there is a pressure button. I guess that this should be injected somehow... All I can read is:
I guess that means: use on infected person Hmmm... I pocket the hammer and the vile and leave the house |
Infamous Scribbler Posts: 522 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | After walking in no particular direction for a bit I realise I need to make a plan... but where to go the streets were dead and dangerous... For some reason I think that the town hall would be a good idea and I jog off in that direction |
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Infamous Scribbler Posts: 522 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | I walk through the blood splattered door of the town hall, it was not looking very promising... |
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Gone Gonzo Posts: 2582 Joined: 10 May 2009 | Eric approached the door. "Have you been bitten or scratched by one of them?" |
Infamous Scribbler Posts: 522 Joined: 28 Jun 2009 | I dodge the dog, and quickly bring my hammer out and slam it into the dogs temple knocking it away from me, I prepared to fight again if it came back for me... |
On the Record Posts: 6792 Joined: 26 Jun 2008 | Yvonne Kept running up the stairs, trying to catch her breath. "Oh great." She said, looking behind her. "I've pretty much cornered myself now." She ran to the top of the stairs, and went through a door to her right. "WAAGH!" She fell down through the floor, and landed dazed in a dusty storage room. She noticed a door at the other side of the room, and a window above her, but it was covered by a wire mesh. Still dizzy from the fall, she passed out on the floor. _________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Muckraker Posts: 243 Joined: 15 Mar 2009 | James grows tierd of waiting and jumps into the garbage bin, but realizes that his partner has already grabbed the object. In the process he barely dodges a zombies bite and counters by gashing the zombies arm with his scalpel. The zombie doesn't seem to take notice and James jumps back in fright. No fucking way!, he thought. This just keeps getting worse. Clearly, James had been too busy in medical school to watch his classic zombie flics. |
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Eric sighed.
"What do you say we use this church as a base? A safehouse?"