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Gone Gonzo  Posts: 1287 Joined: 29 Jan 2008     | |
BANNED  Posts: 371 Joined: 13 Mar 2008     | |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 3747 Joined: 18 Dec 2007     |
OOC: What are you trying to get banned? There goes my plan of following this Role Play. You guys are role playing machines. |
BANNED  Posts: 530 Joined: 10 Jan 2008     | Johnny sat on the now unmoving escalator watching the events unfold, A lot had happened in a short amount of time. Johny decided that it would be best to stay away from the masses of the groups that were constantly running in and out of the barricades talking.... joking...Killing... Johnny stood, pulling up his pants slightly, he sighed; he walked over to the barricaded door, as he did he overheard the small ragtag group talking loudly and boasting of what they had done; Johnny waited for them to move off before slipping out of the door into the dangers of the infected zone, as he walked he saw the carnage of what the others had done earlier. Blood coated the walls, the floor, everything. But the lack of bodies disturbed Johnny a little. Shouldering his back pack, it had started to slip down, he stalked off towards the shop. Johnny had a good memory and did not need to carry a map all of the time and all those years of orienteering had taught him how to use a compass, and to navigate his way through any area just by the bearings. he managed to get to the store without encountering anyone, Living or dead. Walking over to the grating that housed the front doors, he smiled to himself, The grating wasn't locked which made things easier for him. Lifting the grate enough for him to slide under, Johnny walked into the dimly lit store. It took him a few seconds to find the belt rack, Walking towards it was a little more difficult, he could not see most of the floor because of the large amount of clothes that were standing on racks positioned randomly throughout the store. It was a pistol, the case it was in called it an Raven arms MP-25, Johnny was not familiar with guns at all, but had jumped at the chance of having one. All he knew was to point it at what you want to die and pull the trigger. he had seen many gangsta movies and was a fan of the Godfather. Occ- Can we post big long posts, they don't clog up the thread as much and to be frank, i'm kind of sick of reading one line posts that aren't even sentences. Edit: God damnit fellas, If you get this locked after i posted this pretty damn awesomely detailed post i am going to smack you around for a bit. User was banned for: Lock please.. (Permanent) |
BANNED Posts: 371 Joined: 13 Mar 2008 | Steve suddenly awoke in a cold sweat. "I dreamt of the apocalypse." Taking his pistol, Steve put it inside his mouth, and fired. BANG! Steve fell as a heap of rigor mortis to the floor of the store. He was dead. OOC: Guess who did this murder folks! |
BANNED Posts: 371 Joined: 13 Mar 2008 |
Yeah, I was just realizing today that I really need to lay off the escapist for a good while. It uses up a chunk of my spare time, albeit small, that I need to get back. So, see ya! |
Infamous Scribbler  Posts: 523 Joined: 23 Mar 2008    | OOC: Okay, I just got back on for a minute before I fell asleep, and it looks like Swift is trying to permaban himself for some reason. He just Rick Roll'd about every thread on this site, and apparently just killed his character. No idea why he did that, but I'm going to assume he's not coming back. Edit: Swift, you do realize you'll likely never be able to get back on this site, and if you just wanted to take a break for a while, you really didn't need to permaban yourself. |
BANNED Posts: 371 Joined: 13 Mar 2008 |
I could definitely still get on the site, I'll just never be allowed to post again. Not so bad, is it? We'll always have Trollslottet. I'm off in the way of Almighty, GEMS, and MGG before them. And the original three of Trollslottet are gone! |
Beat Writer  Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008     | OOC: Im back folks whos here, Swift are you here |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | OOC:Swift did you kill yourself |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 2661 Joined: 4 Nov 2007   | Sitting at the edge of the water fountain is Saskwach. He alternates between taking a swig of a purloined bottle of vodka and puring an equal measure into the fountain. It seems he's been doing this for some time. OOC: Yes it's crap but I figured I'd contribute before all the fun is over and I had no better idea. |
Infamous Scribbler Posts: 523 Joined: 23 Mar 2008 | Well, hopefully this whole thread doesn't get locked... I'm actually going to sleep now, so I guess I'll find out in the morning. |
BANNED Posts: 530 Joined: 10 Jan 2008 | Damnit guys, What the hell? Galt, can you murder everyone who isn't acting like a moron and trying to get this thread locked? Okay, lets lay some guidelines down, any one line posts that are along the lines of "i'm back!" Or "D00d are you there." Will be reported or something. Don't post useless crap at all, Try to refrain from posting said useless crap anywhere, this is the internet, no one will like you. I hope to god that some of the people breaking these rules get lynched and/or murdered. User was banned for: Lock please.. (Permanent) |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | OOC: Hello pie currently im stuck in the electronics store and im guessing Steve or Swift shot himself. Edit: My bad I havent been here for a while I just got here |
Gone Gonzo  Posts: 2108 Joined: 13 Dec 2007  | OOC: Have you not listened to people at all, ThebigZ? Don't double post, just edit your last one! EDIT: Seems like Pie beat me to it. Laura had been lifting heavy things when a book had caught her eye. Seeing Bradley exhaust himself was amusing, but she was growing tired, so she picked up the book and found a place to sit in solitude. "Hm, 'The Art of Shooting' by Charles Edward Chapel'" she said under her breath, and opened the book up. She chuckled a bit at the end of the preface. 'More than any other sport, marksmanship attracts to its ranks people who are warm, helpful friends.' She read the first chapter or so before growing bored. She got up and went to see what everyone was up to now. Lot's of people seemed to be missing. She walked over to the water fountain. "Hey guys," she said casually. Seeing Saskwatch pour the vodka into the fountain, she snapped at him. "Hey, stop wasting our resources! Everyone's a goddamn drunk around here and it just-" She trailed off. Her fingers went to the scar on her cheek. |
BANNED Posts: 530 Joined: 10 Jan 2008 |
That would be apparent... Johnny sat on the stairs, his hands shaking slightly, he had never taken a human life. Sure he had killed animals but never something that was human, but were these things human? User was banned for: Lock please.. (Permanent) |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2661 Joined: 4 Nov 2007 | Just what, sweet cheeks? Scarring?" |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane awakes terrified to what he is going to soon. Too his right a crushed zombie under a ventilation duct and terribly to his left the corpse of Steve his companion in this venture through the mall. Dane starts to tear up but get himself together and starts thinking of a way to escape the electronic store. Dane starts planning his escape but while doing so he starts looking for things they might need. Dane picks up enough walkie talkies for the group and a laptop. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2108 Joined: 13 Dec 2007 | Laura's face was flushed. This guy had a lot of nerve. She snatched the bottle away from him, took a swig, and marched away with it. (Unless Sasky wants to do anything about it) She walked up to Galt and asked "Two questions. Where is everybody, and what are we going to do about the booze?" |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane notices some box tv's and gets an idea. He starts grabbing the t.vs and piling them up in a stair like manner he piles enough up and gets into the vent. He says a prayer and looks at Steve corpse whispering "I will get you a proper burial" He crawls through the vent and reaches the room where he came from. Dane yells up "CAN SOMEONE HELP ME OUT" |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane notices some box tv's and gets an idea. He starts grabbing the t.vs and piling them up in a stair like manner he piles enough up and gets into the vent. He says a prayer and looks at Steve corpse whispering "I will get you a proper burial" He crawls through the vent and reaches the room where he came from. Dane yells up "CAN SOMEONE HELP ME OUT" |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane notices some box tv's and gets an idea. He starts grabbing the t.vs and piling them up in a stair like manner he piles enough up and gets into the vent. He says a prayer and looks at Steve corpse whispering "I will get you a proper burial" He crawls through the vent and reaches the room where he came from. Dane yells up "CAN SOMEONE HELP ME OUT" |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane notices some box tv's and gets an idea. He starts grabbing the t.vs and piling them up in a stair like manner he piles enough up and gets into the vent. He says a prayer and looks at Steve corpse whispering "I will get you a proper burial" He crawls through the vent and reaches the room where he came from. Dane yells up "CAN SOMEONE HELP ME OUT" |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | OOC: What the hell happened i didnt post that much. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2108 Joined: 13 Dec 2007 | OOC: Wow, a quadruple post combo. Maybe you can edit them to say how you dealt with the bodies and how you got up into the vent, which I thought was broken. Hearing Dane's voice, Laura rushed over to the source of it. "What happened, what's going on?" She saw she still had the vodka in her hand and set it down on the table immediately. |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | OOC: Dont know how the hell that happened Dane in all the excitment and pain yells "I will tell you later please just get me out of here" Edit: Dane reaches up for Laura hand waiting for the the embrace of her hand and to be pulled up from that terrible place. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2108 Joined: 13 Dec 2007 | "Okay, okay, uh," Laura grasped Dane's wrist and with a grunt pulled him out of the vent. (I assume this is what you meant) "Did you go off on your own? Dane, that's crazy." |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane looks into the eyes of Laura "No I didnt go alone I...I went with Steve we were in the ducts and we were over a electronics store it was locked up. We saw a dead body and we started talking should we go down then the groaning the horrible groaning the vent couldnt supports us just as the zombie started to stand we fell and crushed it. I awoke I looked around on the right a crushed zombie on the left Steve with a bullet through his head. HE shot himself ok he shot himself" Dane almost starts to tear up because of the memory of Steve. Dane goes on to say "Before I left I promised myself to get him a proper burial" |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1287 Joined: 29 Jan 2008 | OOC:If this thread gets shut down, I propose that Galt restart it...by invitation only. EDIT: IC: "I wouldn't be drinking that water, buddy" Irish said to Shaz. "Don't know if it's safe or not. It's not filtered at all. It could have the virus in it. You could play it safe and boil it...or just go grab a bottle of water from the food court." Shaz stared at him for a moment, stunned by the surprising moment of brilliance that the young man had shown. "Can't be too careful these days." Looking up at Shaz, he cracks a smile. "Many thanks for the offer, friend, but I'm Catholic. And since your name isn't John the Baptist I'll be sitting this one out." Irish sits down, scratching at the stitches on his shoulder. "The name's Tommy, by the way, Tommy O'Reilly. But you can just call me Irish if that suits you better...everyone else does." He notices that Shaz seems a little bit woebegone and filthy. "Buddy, if you're wanting to wash up, I've got some soap here for you. Just because we're living in hell don't mean we've got to smell. Never hurts to have some soap handy...I know from experience." Shaz stares blankly at the young man. Slightly bewildered by his odd nature, he nonetheless took his gift. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2108 Joined: 13 Dec 2007 | "Oh my god," Laura said, and wrapped her arms around Dane. "I'm so sorry." EDIT: Irish, I didn't go for the fountain water, and should I assume I left before you implied I had poor hygiene? |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane looks at Laura "Here take this I took some walkie talkies and batteries, Always keep this on, no matter what" He gives the walkie talkie to Laura and the batteries. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 2661 Joined: 4 Nov 2007 | Shaz was amused by the woman's nerve. "This one'll be fun," he muttered. He conjured another bottle from somewhere inside his clothes and returned to his baptismal farce. OOC: Edited to fit irish's post that I didn't see. |
Gone Gonzo Posts: 1287 Joined: 29 Jan 2008 | OOC: There, the previous post has been corrected for continuity's sake. My apologies, Larenxis. I didn't mean to imply that you have poor hygiene. It's just that a previous post said you were sweaty from lifting a plasma T.V....actually, I'm just gonna stop digging my grave deeper :P |
Beat Writer Posts: 216 Joined: 11 Apr 2008 | Dane goes on to say to Laura "Who's he and whats his problem" Edit: Dane being as sincere as possible thanks Laura for helping him and listening to him. 2 Edit: OOC: I must leave soon and wont be on till around 4:00 so please dont use my character in anything serious and i would like it if someone could inform me of what happened while i was gone. |
BANNED Posts: 530 Joined: 10 Jan 2008 | Johnny walked at a slow pace, preferring to walk around the edges of the court then through the middle. As he walked he looked at the floor, his clean sneakers making a slight squeaking noise on the shiny tiles of the mall lobby. Without looking where he was going he walked into a man, he was quite tall and was looking esle where as the pair collided. Mumbling apologies Johnny looked up and saw that it was Irish, the soap guy. "I'm sorry, so terribl- Oh, hello Irish..." he mumbled not really wanting to open up to the man but did not want to appear rude. User was banned for: Lock please.. (Permanent) |
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OOC: Ok guys, we all need to calm down here with the rapidfire posting. We're almost as big as the entirety of the previous roleplay, and it's barely been a weekend (plus no one's died!). Please use the edit button if you think of something you want to add to a post from 2 minutes ago. Also, we don't need posts telling us you've gone to bed...we can be patient and wait for you to wake up the next day.
IC: Irish awoke once more with a pounding headache. Everyone was talking rapidly, and practise gunfire rang throughout the hallways. "Idiots," he thought to himself "they're only alerting the zombies as to where we are, and wasting ammo at the same time." Standing up, Irish walked over to the water fountain and washed his hands...hygeine is important during a plague, after all.