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Miranda could see that Alex was slightly suspicious in his eyes, so she simply rubbed hers and sighed. "I'm sorry...I'm just...tired..." She said rather blankly. She certainly did look the part. Her face was dirty and covered with grime and blood, as well as her clothes. Upon hearing Mike's statement, she turned to him and frowned.

"I don't know anything about guns..."



((OOC: I once again must object. Like I said to to Isa, unless you're guy is a telepath, which would be really cheesy and tech-wankish, how would he know that my character is faking it, and thus be able to tell others not to trust her?))

OOC: When I wrote "a mental message", I meant that my character wanted the other to get the hint. Besides, we're all entitled to our suspicions, aren't we? Let's just say Rob is paranoid at times. =p
Of course, we can always figure something else out. =)

to us it looks like a t virus out break here take this said the lead one handing hima desert egale a biger gun better for putting these things down alex ya might want to drive the swat van to infront of the exit we have a pack of 100 zombie on our asses

Alec took the desert eagle from the commando looked it over quickly and handed it back to him with a smirk.

"Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer smaller caliber handguns, easier to handle and they have a faster rate of fire."

Turning away from the commandos, Alec walked toward the group of civilians a short distance away. When he came up on the group, he posed a question.

"Who exactly is in charge here and do they have any idea how to deal with zombies properly?"

OOC: Just so you know Gente and AK, you both just found me...

IC:Nathan saw two people. One was driving a vehicle, calling out to him. The other was hacking several zombies apart. He thought quickly, swung the rifle over his shoulder, grabbed his axe and jumped outta the tree. With a wide swing he smashed one of the zombies down. He shouted to the other guy fighting. "You!! This way, quick!! More survivors this way!!" He turned and legged it after he made sure he heard them, running to the vehicle and opening one of the doors. "There's another guy on his way. Hang on a sec!!" He climbed in, leaving the door open...

Whatever happened to "One post per person per day?"
Xavier and Stone exited the vechile to pump the vechile full of gas. Stone was the pumper and Xavier watched his ass. Soon in the distance Xavier heard several foot steps, but didn't fire his weapon. They were people, living people. One a dark haired man with a small 9mm Pistol, the other a younger, teenager older than Xavier carring a bloody bat.

Xavier aimed his gun at them, "Speak!"

The older man replied in an astonished voice. "A survivor!"

Xavier un-amused at his astonishment coursely answered. "Get in the damn truck now, got any others with you?"

The older man quickly replied, "We started out with four, but my wife killed herself and my daughter was eaten."

Reminded of his own tragedies he quickly became more soft-hearted to their sistuation. "Well, im sorry. We're probable the only survivors now. We got to stick together."

"Is there another man in the truck?"

"Yes, don't worry about him, just say hello before you enter or he may put you on fire."

The two survivors quickly did as they were told and hid in the back.
(Not sure what happened to him...)

Xavier rushed in the car, pushed John back with the other people and headed towards the parking garage where he heard shots being fired from, with a fuel gas tank on full. Several dozen zombies had apporched them but he quickly rammed threw them, and he quickly made it to the parking garage.

OOC: What now?
(never left the car, oh well...)

Xavier decided to turn away from the garage, and went to go kill a mass of zombies, look for survivors. On his small little, expidition he saw a rather large tree, just big enough to hold a human, or a Bita. One could almost never tell the difference in the dark, but the dawn was comming, and he could see a clear figure with a stick-like weapon, possible a rifle or a blunt istrument of Bita-killing. He called out to the unknown figure, "We got three alive, wanna join us?"

OOC: Warshrike, thats ur move...
(I think I understand from this impromptu-summary of today's postings)

(Will edit in my post upon further review)
....
K. finished reading up to this post.
Replyining, please hold...

John Wayne was taken almost completely by surprise when he saw another survivor banging on the rear door of the delivery van (think UPS or FedEx truck, but small as a Willy's Overland Jeep). He promtly thre open the loading door and let him in, and drew out his 9 mm in case a zombie was following.

In the distance he could see something utterly massive running at great speed towards them.

He took carefull aim, and waited until he could get a better look at the figure.

[End reply]

(he doesn't have great eyesight, so he really can't tell the difference between a man and a zombie unless they get rather close.)

"Pick up, pick up, come on, pick up"
Michelle thought as the skype line was ringing.
"I know you're out there..."
"Please don't let her be overrun too..."

When the call still wasn't picked up after ten rings, Michelle hit the disconnect button. fearing the worst.
...

"Damn" Sarah thought, running to her computer "Just missed her. What's going on there Michelle..."
She dailed in Michelle's number, now knowing she was online.

As for Mike handing out guns:
Michelle held the gun up, trying to hold it out with stretched arms, like she had seen the others do. "Are these things always this heavy?" she thought.
She tried to aim at a tree down the street, but stress combined with the weight caused the muzzle to swing everywhere.
"I won't be a good shot with this" she declared to the rest of the group. "But maybe I'll actually hit something if it gets close..."
*She shuddered at the thought of how close that would have to be... biting distance...*

(OC: Hurtful, is that an implicit or an explicit rule? forumwide, or just for this thread. Anyways, I'll be a slow poster anyways ;) and indeed, please guys, slow down a little.
Off to uni now, expect the next one in an hour or four (break time, wheee) )

OOC: Hurtful, is that an implicit or an explicit rule? forumwide, or just for this thread. Anyways, I'll be a slow poster anyways ;) and indeed, please guys, slow down a little.
Off to uni now, expect the next one in an hour or four (break time, wheee) )

I thought it was the unwritten rule when conducting an RP during the school year...
As there is little advantage to go scattergunning your replies piecemeal into the thread only to require everyone tospends precious minute (sometimes hours) looking for your reply to them so that they may reply back.

I'm more in favor of making one big post that replies to every interaction per day.
The RP will be slower, but it'll cause less anxiety because there would be no need to hound the thread for replies daily.

(in fact, I've a thread in which the unwritten rule is 2 posts per week)

I thought it was the unwritten rule when conducting an RP during the school year...
As there is little advantage to go scattergunning your replies piecemeal into the thread only to require everyone tospends precious minute (sometimes hours) looking for your reply to them so that they may reply back.

I'm more in favor of making one big post that replies to every interaction per day.
The RP will be slower, but it'll cause less anxiety because there would be no need to hound the thread for replies daily.

(in fact, I've a thread in which the unwritten rule is 2 posts per week)

((OOC: That's too bad. I do not recognize that rule, simply because it slows the thread down too much and kills RPs, and I will never abide by it.))

(OOC: I feel a good rule of thumb is not to advance the plot too far before everyone can respond. Sometimes when online times mesh you get a ton of RP done in very short lines to keep up. It's happened in this thread, when Sephiroth and Imperial Isa were online at the same time and kept bouncing back and forth between each other. Moreso when three people are online, because then you have to hurry lest it move on without you.)

((OOC: I once again must object. Like I said to to Isa, unless you're guy is a telepath, which would be really cheesy and tech-wankish, how would he know that my character is faking it, and thus be able to tell others not to trust her?))

OOC i have been think on that yes i dont know about Stone beening telepath as iam still working out the DNA mix can do

but when Stone see your person i think the way she moves he can tell that she is trained

but ill rp he knows but just not tell the others she is trained

IC
by now Stone was back with doctor Abe keeping him safe

(OOC: I feel a good rule of thumb is not to advance the plot too far before everyone can respond. Sometimes when online times mesh you get a ton of RP done in very short lines to keep up. It's happened in this thread, when Sephiroth and Imperial Isa were online at the same time and kept bouncing back and forth between each other. Moreso when three people are online, because then you have to hurry lest it move on without you.)

OOC yer but i had a hard time working him out

Isa are you back with the doc? I'll rp so.

IC: Doc were standing in the middle of the room, fikeling with his new shotgun. The fact that this was the first time he ever held a gun frightened him. It was much heavier then he had expected. He put the weapon down and turned to Stone: "How did it go? Did you find more ammunition and more men? The success of the mission depends on it".

Isa are you back with the doc? I'll rp so.

IC: Doc were standing in the middle of the room, fikeling with his new shotgun. The fact that this was the first time he ever held a gun frightened him. It was much heavier then he had expected. He put the weapon down and turned to Stone: "How did it go? Did you find more ammunition and more men? The success of the mission depends on it".
OOC yes
IC
" i find a so called clean up unit who ass i had to go and save, as for ammo i got that coved just dont ask how, and there are others one gooup are hold up at the Parking garage "said Stone to the Doc

OOC: Hakeka, considering Kamasha wants to keep outside contact to a minimum, would you mind if I RP-ed the connection to go static? (Change it back if you don't like it)
OOC2: I'm pro slow-posting, I don't have the time to hawk threads 24/7, only once or twice daily if I'm lucky. Besides, taking the time for a post enhances the quality

IC:
Michelle was just putting off the headset, when a light started blinking. Sarah was calling back! Quickly she put the headset back on and answered.

"Sarah! you gott.." "Michelle! you oka.."
Both started talking at the same time, but apperantly the double audiostream was to much for the fading connection, and with a click the line went down, the laptop beeping "no available networks".
"Dammit!" Michelle exclaimed, "damn those crappy cheap-ass asian routers!"

She vented her anger and the stress about everything the last few hours into a long string of words, mostly concerning badly set-up networks, n00bs, and something unflattering about governmental power companies...
Maybe unbecoming of a lady, but Michelle was more worldly than that...
That's what you get for being a a-typical girl.
But at least she knew Sarah was okay, so either Washington wasn't hit, or she had survived.

She turned to Rob first, and then to the rest of the party:
"That was our last connection to the outside world, unless someone can pump up the radio there" pointing at the mic at Mike's shoulder.
"Noone technical enough? Then I guess will be here for a while, so we might as well make it cosy. We'll need a roof over our head against the weather, and preferably something to keep out the wind, and the zombies."

All hope off outside rescue quickly fading from her mind, her woodswoman instincts were kicking in again, and her subconcious started to tune out the harsh reality by planning a long stay.
S.W.F.F: Shelter, water, fire, food, in that order.
The four main survival priorities.

"I suggest we at least move camp down a deck for a roof, but it would be better to find something that has walls as well. Maybe we could improvise something from the cars here. An actual house would be even better. As long as it's defensible"
"And while we're at it, we'll need water and something to keep it in. Maybe some of the cars have jerrycans or something. Anything that will hold water is fine."
"For warmth..."
Michelle looks at the darkening skies, signalling a night is fast approaching, a cold night probably...
"... We'll need wood, or anything else flammable. We shouldn't waste gas on it, that's to valuable. Speaking of gas, maybe we can loot the cars here, in case the gasstation becomes..." Michelle pauses as a vision of zombies overrunning the gasstation tries to pierce it's way into her cosily blanked out mind "... unavailable...".
"Lastly, food. I took as much as I could carry, but since our group has grown so much, we'll need more than that. The best sources are probably the houses across the street, or the supermarket, if we can reach either of them."

"After that, we'll have a defensible, stable basecamp, maybe then we can go and find other survivors."

Having finished her long monologue, Michelle suddenly realises how bossy she must have sounded and how much attention she had gathered, and shrinks back a little, timidly looking around the group, waiting for a response.

Stone puts his hand up to the helmet as he just pick up same one talking over a Radio
"more players to the game"said Stone to himself

zero one said over the raido stone i need a word witht the doc im on my way

zero one said this is the doc eh whils training an m 16 on him

so yor the ass who caused this mess and intrupted my sqauds vaction we get called in by u.b.c.s comand and told of an out break of a virus like the t virus believe me i am not pleased said zero one one how do we stop this thing two who the fuck are you

OOC man he not with you at all
you are no way near Stone or the Doc
when Stone save your ass, he left Doc behind ,then went back to him
an your not as fast as Stone on Foot or in a car if Stone jumps on to the top of buildings

oocfixed

OOC: Just so you know Gente and AK, you both just found me...

IC:Nathan saw two people. One was driving a vehicle, calling out to him. The other was hacking several zombies apart. He thought quickly, swung the rifle over his shoulder, grabbed his axe and jumped outta the tree. With a wide swing he smashed one of the zombies down. He shouted to the other guy fighting. "You!! This way, quick!! More survivors this way!!" He turned and legged it after he made sure he heard them, running to the vehicle and opening one of the doors. "There's another guy on his way. Hang on a sec!!" He climbed in, leaving the door open...

Romanov heard the man speaking to him and he went and picked up his bike and put it in the back of the car and armed his AK-108 and loaded a flare just in case he needed to distract any zombies if there was a problem and said "Ok are we ready to go? By the way my Name is Romanov Kalashnikov"

OOC when are the vampires gonna show up Kamasha?

(OC: I made a party list (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11912940&postcount=128) in the OC thread, please check it and notify me of any errors I made)

IC: Michelle waited, now looking at Mike. After all, he kind off was their leader.

(OC2: anyone else can reply too of course, just trying to set up the stage for a little "obligatory love-interest". Men in Uniform and that sort of thing... Tocrowkia/Miranda, better prepare for a cat fight, he's mine! ;) :P)

(OC: I made a party list (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11912940&postcount=128) in the OC thread, please check it and notify me of any errors I made)

IC: Michelle waited, now looking at Mike. After all, he kind off was their leader.

(OC2: anyone else can reply too of course, just trying to set up the stage for a little "obligatory love-interest". Men in Uniform and that sort of thing... Tocrowkia/Miranda, better prepare for a cat fight, he's mine! ;) :P)

OOC lot to the love thing
oh i edit my last post in the sign up thread

IC
Stone was now outside the building keeping watch
"hello what do we have here"said Stone as he spot same undead
he drops them with same rounds from his rifle

It's great when they miss your post at these frentic IC paces...
Romanov heard the man speaking to him and he went and picked up his bike and put it in the back of the car and armed his AK-108 and loaded a flare just in case he needed to distract any zombies if there was a problem and said "Ok are we ready to go? By the way my Name is Romanov Kalashnikov"

OOC when are the vampires gonna show up Kamasha?

Mr. Wayne finally could make out the figure to be carrying a bicycle, and had a rifle slung on his back.

He withdrew his weapon once more, hoping he didn't notice that had he not been carrying the bike, or ran any faster, he would have been shot...

OOC i like to know how those with no Radio know about the light thing

OOC: Hakeka, considering Kamasha wants to keep outside contact to a minimum, would you mind if I RP-ed the connection to go static? (Change it back if you don't like it)
OOC2: I'm pro slow-posting, I don't have the time to hawk threads 24/7, only once or twice daily if I'm lucky. Besides, taking the time for a post enhances the quality

IC:
Michelle was just putting off the headset, when a light started blinking. Sarah was calling back! Quickly she put the headset back on and answered.

"Sarah! you gott.." "Michelle! you oka.."
Both started talking at the same time, but apperantly the double audiostream was to much for the fading connection, and with a click the line went down, the laptop beeping "no available networks".
"Dammit!" Michelle exclaimed, "damn those crappy cheap-ass asian routers!"

She vented her anger and the stress about everything the last few hours into a long string of words, mostly concerning badly set-up networks, n00bs, and something unflattering about governmental power companies...
Maybe unbecoming of a lady, but Michelle was more worldly than that...
That's what you get for being a a-typical girl.
But at least she knew Sarah was okay, so either Washington wasn't hit, or she had survived.

She turned to Rob first, and then to the rest of the party:
"That was our last connection to the outside world, unless someone can pump up the radio there" pointing at the mic at Mike's shoulder.
"Noone technical enough? Then I guess will be here for a while, so we might as well make it cosy. We'll need a roof over our head against the weather, and preferably something to keep out the wind, and the zombies."

All hope off outside rescue quickly fading from her mind, her woodswoman instincts were kicking in again, and her subconcious started to tune out the harsh reality by planning a long stay.
S.W.F.F: Shelter, water, fire, food, in that order.
The four main survival priorities.

"I suggest we at least move camp down a deck for a roof, but it would be better to find something that has walls as well. Maybe we could improvise something from the cars here. An actual house would be even better. As long as it's defensible"
"And while we're at it, we'll need water and something to keep it in. Maybe some of the cars have jerrycans or something. Anything that will hold water is fine."
"For warmth..."
Michelle looks at the darkening skies, signalling a night is fast approaching, a cold night probably...
"... We'll need wood, or anything else flammable. We shouldn't waste gas on it, that's to valuable. Speaking of gas, maybe we can loot the cars here, in case the gasstation becomes..." Michelle pauses as a vision of zombies overrunning the gasstation tries to pierce it's way into her cosily blanked out mind "... unavailable...".
"Lastly, food. I took as much as I could carry, but since our group has grown so much, we'll need more than that. The best sources are probably the houses across the street, or the supermarket, if we can reach either of them."

"After that, we'll have a defensible, stable basecamp, maybe then we can go and find other survivors."

Having finished her long monologue, Michelle suddenly realises how bossy she must have sounded and how much attention she had gathered, and shrinks back a little, timidly looking around the group, waiting for a response.

Hearing this, Walt realized this worked perfectly.
"I don't knowabout you guys, but this sounds like a great plan. Really all we have to block off are the drive ramps, and maybe push a car into the way of the stairwell doors. With the openings on the sides we can pick off zombies with relative ease... but if we do get a fire going, we should put it on the roof. That way survivors will know to come here. Unless of course we're not looking for survivors?"


OOC: I'm also all for that limited posting. I have ludicrously annoying school hours, and by the time I get back, theres already like 3 more pages of RP that has been going on. But that's just my 2 cents.

OOC: I'm also all for that limited posting. I have ludicrously annoying school hours, and by the time I get back, theres already like 3 more pages of RP that has been going on. But that's just my 2 cents.
OOC i dont think that will happen but right now am just posting Stone keeping the Doc safe till all of us join up
IC

Stone moves back inside to check up on Doc
"you ok in here Doc"Stone asks

((OOC: Well, if such a limit is imposed, I'll leave the RP.))

Miranda looked to Mike, and then to Michelle, who was also staring at Mike. Was she...interested at him? She hoped not...with Mike being the "leader", it was imperative that she got close to him. How ever, having competition certainly didn't help things. Mike would either have to make a choice...or be a pimp. Either way, Miranda decided not to worry about that at the moment.

"you hear that?" Abe said in a low voice. "They are coming. we need to leave. we have rested enough. We cant fight them, they are to many. we need to hurry". slowly with weak hands he picked up his new shotgun. "Wow me with a gun, who would thought that? follow me. I know of a hiding place not long from her". Within seconds he was outside the door. Running for his life. He had seen enough in the lab to know that he did not want to sit and wait for a couple of hundreds of these things come knocking on the door.
He stopped for a second having a flashback of a argument he had for not so long ago:

Female Doctor: Doctor, you can't test that virus on humans, the chemical formula is not stable enough.

Abe: Last I checked I was the lead sicentist in this project, not you!
Female Doctor: Yes but it would be highly unethical and weary dangerous for all those implanted with the virus

Abe: I can not take that into consideration. Donut you understand that we stand on the brink of a discovery that would shock the entire world? The ultimate virus?

Female Doctor: But Abe, honny, you can't mean that? What about your responsibility as a doctor? Haven't you sweared the same oath as me? Haven't you too sweared to do what is the best for your patients?

With a bright light Abe was back in present time; Oh sweatheart, if I had only listened to you".....

(OC: I'm not saying there should be a hard limit of X posts per Y time, but it get's annoying if your character is skipped out on an entire conversation or something similiar because a few people posted 3 pages at once.
Try to allow for some room for other character present, and keep the time synched with the other group, I think Stone is already in Night, while the parkade is approaching dusk)

IC: Suddenly Michelle felt someone looking at her. When she looked away from Mike, she noticed it was Miranda.
Michelle had seen enough girls fake a coy, needy pose to lure in guys in college to tell something was off, but there was something different here.
Call it female intuition, call it a sixth sense, heck, call it jealousy if you want, but she didn't like the woman.

(OC: who will be the alfa female? stay tuned for the next episode of "As the zombie turns" ;) )

IC cont.:
Michelle turned to Walter.
"A fire on top would be a nice signal, but currently, we are our first priority, not the others. I propose we build a camp one floor down, and if we can spare the resources, we can build a second fire here."

"you hear that?" Abe said in a low voice. "They are coming. we need to leave. we have rested enough. We cant fight them, they are to many. we need to hurry". slowly with weak hands he picked up his new shotgun. "Wow me with a gun, who would thought that? follow me. I know of a hiding place not long from her". Within seconds he was outside the door. Running for his life. He had seen enough in the lab to know that he did not want to sit and wait for a couple of hundreds of these things come knocking on the door.
He stopped for a second having a flashback of a argument he had for not so long ago:

Female Doctor: Doctor, you can't test that virus on humans, the chemical formula is not stable enough.

Abe: Last I checked I was the lead sicentist in this project, not you!
Female Doctor: Yes but it would be highly unethical and weary dangerous for all those implanted with the virus

Abe: I can not take that into consideration. Donut you understand that we stand on the brink of a discovery that would shock the entire world? The ultimate virus?

Female Doctor: But Abe, honny, you can't mean that? What about your responsibility as a doctor? Haven't you sweared the same oath as me? Haven't you too sweared to do what is the best for your patients?

With a bright light Abe was back in present time; Oh sweatheart, if I had only listened to you".....

Stone was behind the Doc covering him
"oh dear"said Stone when he heard what the Doc said out loud
#so he was working with a female who he loved,who told him samething,now he wise that he listened to her# thought Stone

Abe looked at Stone, realising to late that he had been speaking out loud. What a mistake. From her on he needed to be shure that something like this would not happen agaim. "quick folow me".

Abe looked at Stone, realising to late that he had been speaking out loud. What a mistake. From her on he needed to be shure that something like this would not happen agaim. "quick folow me".

"Doc its ok thing happen"said Stone as he follows Doc
"shit Dco down"yelled Stone as he lifted the rilfe to shot a undead in front of Doc

Mike stood up straight and started thinking on what to do. The situation was bad, but could be worse,

What the hell do we do? where do we go? he kept asking himself..

Then he addressed the others,

"Ok, what are we gonna do...? help me with a plan and we will carry it out...? anyone got idea's?"

He glanced to the side noticing both girls had been paying attention to him even when he wasn't talking, either wondering when he was going to get them out of here, or was it attraction..?

It wasn't uncommon for Mike Clay to attract females during the course of each day, in highschool he was one of the star football players in boxtown dating the head cheerleaders best friend, he never thought somthing like this would happen, not for a second did it ever cross his mind. Mike was used to low crime, long hours just sitting around...but when serious things went down he always tryed to set them straight by any means nessasary.

It's great when they miss your post at these frentic IC paces...


Mr. Wayne finally could make out the figure carrying a bicycle, and it had a rifle slung on his back.

He withdrew his weapon once more, hoping he didn't notice that had he had not been carrying the bike, or ran any faster, otherwise he would have been shot...

Romanov noticed the man aiming at him with the gun, he Raised his free hand and said "Its ok! I'm not one of them!" He then saw a cart carrying what looked like one helluva flamethrower, and though Holy s#!t is he good!

OOC Kamasha you mentioned that there would be vampires. Are they gonna show up or what? Also is swearing ok?

zero one to stone were gonna be holed up on top of the garrage we took care of the zombies down thier if posible bring doc too us

zero one to stone were gonna be holed up on top of the garrage we took care of the zombies down thier if posible bring doc too us

"Stone here we hook up later"said Stone as he kills the undead that was in front of Doc

(OC: Osteia, before you continue asking for idea's, have you seen Michelle's monologue (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11912827&postcount=263)? I think it kinda qualifies as "an idea" ;) )

OOC: Hakeka, considering Kamasha wants to keep outside contact to a minimum, would you mind if I RP-ed the connection to go static? (Change it back if you don't like it)
OOC2: I'm pro slow-posting, I don't have the time to hawk threads 24/7, only once or twice daily if I'm lucky. Besides, taking the time for a post enhances the quality

IC:
Michelle was just putting off the headset, when a light started blinking. Sarah was calling back! Quickly she put the headset back on and answered.

"Sarah! you gott.." "Michelle! you oka.."
Both started talking at the same time, but apperantly the double audiostream was to much for the fading connection, and with a click the line went down, the laptop beeping "no available networks".
"Dammit!" Michelle exclaimed, "damn those crappy cheap-ass asian routers!"

She vented her anger and the stress about everything the last few hours into a long string of words, mostly concerning badly set-up networks, n00bs, and something unflattering about governmental power companies...
Maybe unbecoming of a lady, but Michelle was more worldly than that...
That's what you get for being a a-typical girl.
But at least she knew Sarah was okay, so either Washington wasn't hit, or she had survived.

She turned to Rob first, and then to the rest of the party:
"That was our last connection to the outside world, unless someone can pump up the radio there" pointing at the mic at Mike's shoulder.
"Noone technical enough? Then I guess will be here for a while, so we might as well make it cosy. We'll need a roof over our head against the weather, and preferably something to keep out the wind, and the zombies."

All hope off outside rescue quickly fading from her mind, her woodswoman instincts were kicking in again, and her subconcious started to tune out the harsh reality by planning a long stay.
S.W.F.F: Shelter, water, fire, food, in that order.
The four main survival priorities.

"I suggest we at least move camp down a deck for a roof, but it would be better to find something that has walls as well. Maybe we could improvise something from the cars here. An actual house would be even better. As long as it's defensible"
"And while we're at it, we'll need water and something to keep it in. Maybe some of the cars have jerrycans or something. Anything that will hold water is fine."
"For warmth..."
Michelle looks at the darkening skies, signalling a night is fast approaching, a cold night probably...
"... We'll need wood, or anything else flammable. We shouldn't waste gas on it, that's to valuable. Speaking of gas, maybe we can loot the cars here, in case the gasstation becomes..." Michelle pauses as a vision of zombies overrunning the gasstation tries to pierce it's way into her cosily blanked out mind "... unavailable...".
"Lastly, food. I took as much as I could carry, but since our group has grown so much, we'll need more than that. The best sources are probably the houses across the street, or the supermarket, if we can reach either of them."

"After that, we'll have a defensible, stable basecamp, maybe then we can go and find other survivors."

Having finished her long monologue, Michelle suddenly realises how bossy she must have sounded and how much attention she had gathered, and shrinks back a little, timidly looking around the group, waiting for a response.

Mike nodded in agreement,

"She's right, we need to get some food and find a good place to lay low for a bit, we need to goto the Supermarket.."

Mike took a walkie talkie out of his car and handed it to the older man(Nam vet),

"The group who came with me is staying in the car, if you get any problems contact me immeditly with this...i'll let you know where we are going"

Mike looked at his radio resting by his shoulder,

"Im not good with technical stuff and i don't think my stationary radio is capible to contact the military..never tryed.."

OOC those who have Radio and know Stone can call him if they need help

Mike nodded in agreement,

"She's right, we need to get some food and find a good place to lay low for a bit, we need to goto the Supermarket.."

Mike took a walkie talkie out of his car and handed it to the older man(Nam vet),

"The group who came with me is staying in the car, if you get any problems contact me immeditly with this...i'll let you know where we are going"

Mike looked at his radio resting by his shoulder,

"Im not good with technical stuff and i don't think my stationary radio is capible to contact the military..never tryed.."

OC: So who's going to the supermarket? Is it going to be a group of people? And is this "super-market" going to be like one of those giant stores that sell everything, or just a food store? Because my dad used to live in a small town in Illinois that had a nearby K-mart which not only had food, but guns and ammo... so I thought I'd bring that up.

IC: "Well, if you're goin' to the supermarket, I'd be more'n happy to go with ya. Gotta do my part around here to help." He did a quick check on the AR15 and the revolver, and adjusted the riot shield on his back in preperation to go.

OC: So who's going to the supermarket? Is it going to be a group of people? And is this "super-market" going to be like one of those giant stores that sell everything, or just a food store? Because my dad used to live in a small town in Illinois that had a nearby K-mart which not only had food, but guns and ammo... so I thought I'd bring that up.

IC: "Well, if you're goin' to the supermarket, I'd be more'n happy to go with ya. Gotta do my part around here to help." He did a quick check on the AR15 and the revolver, and adjusted the riot shield on his back in preperation to go.

OOC: Big supermarket i guess :)

Mike patted him on the shoulder,

"Alright, can you use that thing?"

He gestured towards the AR15 in the guys hands...

when Doc was asleep Stone made a bomb out of things he had find
so when Doc said that they to go same were safer Stone set to go off

BOOM the bomb goes off taking the building with it

"that will make the undead look the other way from the other for a bit"said Stone out loud

Romanov waited casually while he waited for a response from the men in the van and the guy who was in the tree who helped him out, and he thought God! These guys are slow!

OOC: I'm waiting for someone to do something...

OOC: Fun fun =D

IC:
"Actually, I can. So far I've only had issues once, and I'm not sure how it was that I fixed it... So I was wondering if you could show me how to get it to unjam." He handed Mike the rifle.

OOC: I've actually used one of these before in real life.... and had the very same issue. I was firing, and all of a sudden bullets stopped feeding even though the clip was still half full. So my uncle took it and did something, and handed it back to me with it working. So ya... no clue.

OOC blow up a building an no one hears it
dam i got to make it bigger next time :D
IC
Stone just stayed behind Doc as he lead the way

OOC: Fun fun =D

IC:
"Actually, I can. So far I've only had issues once, and I'm not sure how it was that I fixed it... So I was wondering if you could show me how to get it to unjam." He handed Mike the rifle.

OOC: I've actually used one of these before in real life.... and had the very same issue. I was firing, and all of a sudden bullets stopped feeding even though the clip was still half full. So my uncle took it and did something, and handed it back to me with it working. So ya... no clue.

OOC what gun has you person got

Romanov waited casually while he waited for a response from the men in the van and the guy who was in the tree who helped him out, and he thought God! These guys are slow!

OOC: I'm waiting for someone to do something...

"Alright, man! Just jump on the top of the van, and get in the door on the left side!" With that Xavier opened the left door, but put his No.4 Mk.1 Lee-Enfield's barrel right towards the door.

The thought of leaving the relative safety of the parkade didn't appeal to Michelle. Then again, staying behind with a stranger in a trenchcoat and a geezer with a gun didn't sound that attrictive either.
In the end, the safety won.

"Mike, I'll stay here, and see what we can do to make it a little cosier" She smiled wryly at the word "here."
She thought for a moment
"Once you get to the supermarket, take as much food as you can, and drinks, liters of drinks. Water's best, but anything will do. Don't forget to take medical supplies, those could become important as well.
Also batteries. We'll need batteries for flashlights and the radio's. If you come across them, take camping equipment. camping-stoves, sleepingbags, blankets, that sort of thing. Don't go looking for it, food, drinks and batteries have priority."

Her subconscious brought up an image from her chemistry book. an image of a reaction pathway she pencilled in the margin, a reaction pathway for an explosive.
"And if you still have room to spare and happen to come across it: chemicals. Draino, petroleum, bleach, soda, anything you wouldn't want a kid to drink or your dog to swallow. We might be able to cook something up..."

With that, she gave Mike a quick hug
"come back" she whispered.

(OC: K-mart style would be most advantegeous to us, that's why I was thinking more along the lines of food-only. Less options mean more creativity from the players ;) )

"Alright, man! Just jump on the top of the van, and get in the door on the left side!" With that Xavier opened the left door, but put his No.4 Mk.1 Lee-Enfield's barrel right towards the door.

OOC: Finally :rolleyes: I'm gonna introduce the vampires to add more variety to the bad guys...

IC: "Alright!" said Romanov "Where are we off to?" He saw what looked like a ghoul in the distance running towards them, the strange thing was it had developed longer nails which were pointed at the end, and and its face was extremely pale and wasn't disfigured like a normal ghoul, he noticed that its canines were longer almost like, a vampire, and then the thing leaped 10 feet in the air towards them, Romanov aimed his rifle and shot at the vampire twice, once in the heart and once in the head. It immediately fell to the ground dead... "what the hell was that?" he said.

OOC came on it was big you can miss hearing a bomb go off
IC
"Stone to Mike just to let you know the Doc taking me same were"said Stone

OOC: Fun fun =D

IC:
"Actually, I can. So far I've only had issues once, and I'm not sure how it was that I fixed it... So I was wondering if you could show me how to get it to unjam." He handed Mike the rifle.

OOC: I've actually used one of these before in real life.... and had the very same issue. I was firing, and all of a sudden bullets stopped feeding even though the clip was still half full. So my uncle took it and did something, and handed it back to me with it working. So ya... no clue.

Mike nodded and took the rifle,

"Umm, AR15's don't usually stop feeding..or jam..i know a guy who stuck one in the mud..pulled it out, loaded in a mag and started firing off his 30 rounds.."

"Im not really sure.."

He handed the rifle back....

OOC: Thats awesome, im canadian army reserve..i fired C7's a bunch of times, minimal recoil..good range.. :) and VERY light..

(OC: Ok Isa, your wish is granted...)

*BAROOOOMM*
A low rumble reverbed across the parkade as a dustcloud rose up from a collapsing building across town.

Michelle turned her head.
"What the... More survivors? why the hell are they blowing things up?"
At that moment, Mike's radio started talking..

(OC2: Mike, Stone, your turn again)
(OC3, Off topic: No gun experience here whatsoever. the things are mostly illegal here, or at least controlled. The closest I ever got to a gun was talking to a cop with a holstered Walter PPK..)

OOC: Finally :rolleyes: I'm gonna introduce the vampires to add more variety to the bad guys...

IC: "Alright!" said Romanov "Where are we off to?" He saw what looked like a ghoul in the distance running towards them, the strange thing was it had developed longer nails which were pointed at the end, and and its face was extremely pale and wasn't disfigured like a normal ghoul, he noticed that its canines were longer almost like, a vampire, and then the thing leaped 10 feet in the air towards them, Romanov aimed his rifle and shot at the vampire twice, once in the heart and once in the head. It immediately fell to the ground dead... "what the hell was that?" he said.

"Hell if I know," Xavier replied in a stunned tone, unsure if he could believe what he had just seen, "But we got the largest group of living people in this damned city, if im right, but we need more, much more."

"So what kind of rifle do you have?" He wanted to know what the guy with him had to fight with, and wanted to know the guy better so that he would be more likely to cover his back, other than the two men who had left him and the other survivors alone. He sped off and began to look around for some cover.

OOC:Im in like 3 active RPs right now, so i might be a little slow to post.

OOC: Yup, I love that gun. Its too bad my uncle was only borrowing it from the PD.

IC: "Huh... well, one of the rounds must've been seated wrong." He took out the clip and tapped it to get the rounds in the right place and put it back in the rifle. Suddenly he heard the explosion. "What the fuck?!?" He said. He ducked his head a bit and looked around for the smoke plume that was sure to come.

(OC: Ok Isa, your wish is granted...)

*BAROOOOMM*
A low rumble reverbed across the parkade as a dustcloud rose up from a collapsing building across town.

Michelle turned her head.
"What the... More survivors? why the hell are they blowing things up?"
At that moment, Mike's radio started talking..

(OC2: Mike, Stone, your turn again)
(OC3, Off topic: No gun experience here whatsoever. the things are mostly illegal here, or at least controlled. The closest I ever got to a gun was talking to a cop with a holstered Walter PPK..)

OOC thank you
sorry to go on about but when a bomb goes off it is a big thing and hard to miss
the only guns i fired was a bolt one and Australian Army F88 Steyr

"Hell if I know," Xavier replied in a stunned tone, unsure if he could believe what he had just seen, "But we got the largest group of living people in this damned city, if im right, but we need more, much more."

"So what kind of rifle do you have?" He wanted to know what the guy with him had to fight with, and wanted to know the guy better so that he would be more likely to cover his back, other than the two men who had left him and the other survivors alone. He sped off and began to look around for some cover.

OOC:Im in like 3 active RPs right now, so i might be a little slow to post.

OOC: The other guys are there they just haven't talked yet. I might do Russian Reversals for humor BTW.

IC: "I think I heard some gunshots from the town, I think there is another group of more survivors, and my rifle is an AK-108, My grandfather invented the AK-47, and the only way to break an AK is to drive over it with a tank! You seem to be pretty young! You must be a brave man."

IC: (in response to Mike's oncoming chat over the radio:)
"Mike, who is that who you keep talking too? Another survivor?

( OC: I'm off for the night.
Michelle's further plans, should the RP continue as rapidly as it has been doing while I'm sleeping:
Michelle intends to move the cars to block the ramps at each level, maybe keep the lower two levels clear for our own "expeditionary" motorpark (IE: cop car going to the supermarket), but she can't drive them herself. She also wants to make a ring on the top level to use as "rooms" and a last line of defense ("circling the wagons").
While she's at it, she also tries to collect blankets, jerrycans, gas, rope and other usefull things from the cars.
She'll ask others that stay behind to help, and instruct them globally on her ideas. The cars for "rooms" should be as intact as possible, no smashing in windows to get inside, that ruins the idea of a heatable little room.

This just as a general direction of what I want to do, no timeskipping is intended from my side. Just making sure that Michelle is doing usefull things while I sleep... ;) If the RP is slow, I'll roleplay this plan as much as possible, tomorrow)

OOC: The other guys are there they just haven't talked yet. I might do Russian Reversals for humor BTW.

IC: "I think I heard some gunshots from the town, I think there is another group of more survivors, and my rifle is an AK-108, My grandfather invented the AK-47, and the only way to break an AK is to drive over it with a tank! You seem to be pretty young! You must be a brave man."

"Runs in the family, im a Latican Jimuhn brat, and all of my ancestors that have join the Jimuhn have one Cresents & the Cross, our highest Jimuhn military honor." Xavier said with a stunning ammount of pride, "Ok, lets head towards the shots!"

IC: (in response to Mike's oncoming chat over the radio:)
"Mike, who is that who you keep talking too? Another survivor?

( OC: I'm off for the night.
Michelle's further plans, should the RP continue as rapidly as it has been doing while I'm sleeping:
Michelle intends to move the cars to block the ramps at each level, maybe keep the lower two levels clear for our own "expeditionary" motorpark (IE: cop car going to the supermarket), but she can't drive them herself. She also wants to make a ring on the top level to use as "rooms" and a last line of defense ("circling the wagons").
While she's at it, she also tries to collect blankets, jerrycans, gas, rope and other usefull things from the cars.
She'll ask others that stay behind to help, and instruct them globally on her ideas. The cars for "rooms" should be as intact as possible, no smashing in windows to get inside, that ruins the idea of a heatable little room.

This just as a general direction of what I want to do, no timeskipping is intended from my side. Just making sure that Michelle is doing usefull things while I sleep... ;) If the RP is slow, I'll roleplay this plan as much as possible, tomorrow)
OOC ok by me now get same sleep
i be doing the same in same hours

((OOC: Back. So...where is Miranda and the group she's with...?))

((OOC: Back. So...where is Miranda and the group she's with...?))
OOC
same are going to get food and other thing that you can use
and the one who are not are staying were you are at doing same other thing
Edit
and Stone blown up a building to buy time for the others

((OOC: Back. So...where is Miranda and the group she's with...?))

OOC: They are getting in the police car and getting ready to get some supplys..

If there was one thing Rosman hated, it was being ignored. A few minutes had gone by and no one in the party save for one of the women had even glanced his way. Walking closer to the group and pushing his way into the center of them Rosman said with a little bit more force this time, "Who exactly is in charge here and do they have any idea how to deal with zombies properly?"

Before everyone piled into the police car, Miranda walked up to Mike once more, smiling.

"Hey Mike...I just wanted to tell you...thanks..."

She said, trying to look bashful by staring at her feet.

OOC: So we're driving to the store? Ok...

Walter took the riot shield off his back and left it in the garage. He was sure someone would find a good use for it. He jumped into the front of the car and was ready to go.

Flares go off in sky as Stone fire them off to make same undead nere him and the Doc look up
"thats right look up you dum ass undead"said Stone

"Runs in the family, im a Latican Jimuhn brat, and all of my ancestors that have join the Jimuhn have one Cresents & the Cross, our highest Jimuhn military honor." Xavier said with a stunning ammount of pride, "Ok, lets head towards the shots!"

"Alright, I think the other two guys fell asleep..." He pokes one of them, "hes dead asleep... but not dead dead, or undead..." "IN RUSSIA CRESCENT & CROSS HAVE YOU!!!" "Whoa what the hell was that about?!” Romanov noticed several flares going off in the sky, it was guarenteed that there were other survivors, he immediately aimed out the window and fired the flare from the launcher attatched to his gun he watched as it glowed red in the sky. "That should grab the other peoples attention, hopefully not the zombies!"

OOC: Whoever the two guys who's characters are Wayne and the guy who was in the tree you better reply!
Also everyone else should notice my flare!!!

OOC ok iam heading off
here what you need to know

Doc is Leading Stone to a place he say is safer then were they were

Stone told Mike that the Doc is taking him same were

and i have no idea when we all will get togther

Yippee! only three pages today!

"Alright, man! Just jump on the top of the van, and get in the door on the left side!" With that Xavier opened the left door, but put his No.4 Mk.1 Lee-Enfield's barrel right towards the door.

OOC: Finally :rolleyes: I'm gonna introduce the vampires to add more variety to the bad guys...

IC: "Alright!" said Romanov "Where are we off to?" He saw what looked like a ghoul in the distance running towards them, the strange thing was it had developed longer nails which were pointed at the end, and and its face was extremely pale and wasn't disfigured like a normal ghoul, he noticed that its canines were longer almost like, a vampire, and then the thing leaped 10 feet in the air towards them, Romanov aimed his rifle and shot at the vampire twice, once in the heart and once in the head. It immediately fell to the ground dead... "what the hell was that?" he said.

"Hell if I know," Xavier replied in a stunned tone, unsure if he could believe what he had just seen, "But we got the largest group of living people in this damned city, if im right, but we need more, much more."

"So what kind of rifle do you have?" He wanted to know what the guy with him had to fight with, and wanted to know the guy better so that he would be more likely to cover his back, other than the two men who had left him and the other survivors alone. He sped off and began to look around for some cover.

OOC: The other guys are there they just haven't talked yet. I might do Russian Reversals for humor BTW.

IC: "I think I heard some gunshots from the town, I think there is another group of more survivors, and my rifle is an AK-108, My grandfather invented the AK-47, and the only way to break an AK is to drive over it with a tank! You seem to be pretty young! You must be a brave man."

"Runs in the family, im a Latican Jimuhn brat, and all of my ancestors that have join the Jimuhn have one Cresents & the Cross, our highest Jimuhn military honor." Xavier said with a stunning ammount of pride, "Ok, lets head towards the shots!"

"Alright, I think the other two guys fell asleep..." He pokes one of them, "hes dead asleep... but not dead dead, or undead..." "IN RUSSIA CRESCENT & CROSS HAVE YOU!!!" "Whoa what the hell was that about?!” Romanov noticed several flares going off in the sky, it was guarenteed that there were other survivors, he immediately aimed out the window and fired the flare from the launcher attatched to his gun he watched as it glowed red in the sky. "That should grab the other peoples attention, hopefully not the zombies!"

OOC: Whoever the two guys who's characters are Wayne and the guy who was in the tree you better reply!
Also everyone else should notice my flare!!!
OK OK OK...

After being slightly amazed, or in a daze - it was hard to tell when he had his welding mask down, as it covered his face completely- he was quickly shaken out of it when the Russian poked him, even though he was wearing thick leather, it was still noticeable.

"Yaeh, I'm awake, just didn't have anything to say."

Pulls off helmet, for a second time (he put it on when he ran for the van from the house earlier).

OOC: so zombies are of ther old slow and dumb type while 'vampires' are just fast and superstrong zombies with differnt hygene?

"Oh, hello? Well we've amassed quite a few people. I believe a few houses here and their have some survivors. But I think we should head towards that other flare. I mean, well actually. Since it's morning we can see how many Bitas there really are." With that he sped of towards the Parking Garage along with his convoy of four precoius living human beings.

Walt looked around from the front passenger seat of the police car. "Any of you guys gonna go, or am I gonna have to drive this thing by myself?!" He said to the others.

OOC: OK, I'm a little sketchy on the details... we're driving to the supermarket?
Oh well.

IC: Rob shouted "Shotgun!" as he hopped in the car, into the driver's seat. "Say, isn't Mike driving this thing? By the way, Michelle, you've got my laptop; go to the wireless menu and select 'Use Interference Robustness' - see if you can get a connection. If not, well, sucks."

"Wait up for me!"

Frank piled into the back seat, clutching Old Betsy tightly.

"What the hell was that for?" asked Abe as Stone bombed the house. "20hours ago there were near two million people living within the city limits, now I will guess that around one million nine hundred and ninety thousand of them are freaking zombies walking around box-town. Even if they lack most of there brain functions they still search for what is the most important for all living beings! food, water and shelter. The heat of the fire will draw hundreds of them till this house.

OCC: Please don't introduce new enemies (Such as vampires yet). I have a plan. Just relax, there will be more. First I will need you to gather what is most important for your survival, (Food, water and shelter. Hopefully some sort of defence). Then I will introduce a new plot line, when your food and ammunition runs low.

sir said the clean up teams sniper on the parkade roof thtas beta 1 down thier shall i fire

zero one said hld fire wait until the zombies get with in 500 metters of the parkade

"What the hell was that for?" asked Abe as Stone bombed the house. "20hours ago there were near two million people living within the city limits, now I will guess that around one million nine hundred and ninety thousand of them are freaking zombies walking around box-town. Even if they lack most of there brain functions they still search for what is the most important for all living beings! food, water and shelter. The heat of the fire will draw hundreds of them till this house.

OCC: Please don't introduce new enemies (Such as vampires yet). I have a plan. Just relax, there will be more. First I will need you to gather what is most important for your survival, (Food, water and shelter. Hopefully some sort of defence). Then I will introduce a new plot line, when your food and ammunition runs low.
OOC Stone all so killed a undead that was about to get Doc
IC
"you said they like light,well look lots of light and noise ,should keep the ones around off us for same time"said Stone

Michelle looked at the flares going up.
"what now, first collapsing buildings, now flares?"
She counted the flares.
"Two locations, that means there are at least two groups of survivors out there.. Maybe a signalfire would be handy..."


If there was one thing Rosman hated, it was being ignored. A few minutes had gone by and no one in the party save for one of the women had even glanced his way. Walking closer to the group and pushing his way into the center of them Rosman said with a little bit more force this time, "Who exactly is in charge here and do they have any idea how to deal with zombies properly?"

Michelle turned to the newcomer. From the various holy items and the guns all over the man, she concluded he was of the surviving type.
"Mike's kinda the person in charge, but apperantly, I just volunteered myself to organize the camp here. As for zombies... so far running them over with the car and shooting them repeatedly until they fall down seemed to work..."
Michelle looked at all the holy items again
"And you seem to be the type to tell us that there are better ways to deal with them, Mr...?"

Michelle amazed herself. Where had she gotten all this confidence? She wasn't a leader. She may be a troup-leader with her scout-group, but there she only led a few children, this was something far different. A proverb ran through her mind: 'when the going gets tough, the tough finally get going'. "Am I really a tough one?" she wondered...

(After her conversation with dr. Rosman, she'll start asking people to build a base. first priority is to block all the ramps from second level on up. (the streetlevel and first floor we should keep open, as our "garage", we wouldn't want to lock ourselves in)

(OC: Sephrioth, where are you? are you even on the same parkade as we are? A heavy fireteam would come in handy defending our place...
If you are supposed to be on our parkade, please reintroduce yourself, interact a little with us)

OOC who fired the second lot of Flares

IC
"dam i need eyes in the sky,i got thing for that"said Stone
Stone sets up a small rocket on the road
"now Doc inside the top part is a small recon droid"said Stone

"way it goes"said Stone as he launch it

Abe turned to stone. We need to find more men. We wont survive two million zombies on our own. Hell, I don't even know if there are any more survivors out there. Have any of them being bitten? we know that it spreads through droplet contact, I don't know if it may transmit through fecal-oral transmission or vector borne transmission, as well. When I left the lab I had yet to research the possibility for the virus to be transmitted via insects such as moskitos or its ability to survive in food. However we can rule out the virus spreading through air and direct physical contact and indirect contact with contaminated surfaces touched by one of the victims. Its ability to survive outside the human host is limited. But then again we know that the virus has a great ability to evolve, its ability to chaing its physical limitations is among the fastest I have ever seen. That this is a super virus is no shock, after all it was I who invented it.
Hell, why am I discussing this with you? Unless you are some super Doctor with a university grade in biology I won't get the answers from you. And even if you were, a Uber scientist it would be hopeless without my scientific reports. Abe turns away and looks down, clearly depresed.

Abe turned to stone. We need to find more men. We wont survive two million zombies on our own. Hell, I don't even know if there are any more survivors out there. Have any of them being bitten? we know that it spreads through droplet contact, I don't know if it may transmit through fecal-oral transmission or vector borne transmission, as well. When I left the lab I had yet to research the possibility for the virus to be transmitted via insects such as moskitos or its ability to survive in food. However we can rule out the virus spreading through air and direct physical contact and indirect contact with contaminated surfaces touched by one of the victims. Its ability to survive outside the human host is limited. But then again we know that the virus has a great ability to evolve, its ability to chaing its physical limitations is among the fastest I have ever seen. That this is a super virus is no shock, after all it was I who invented it.
Hell, why am I discussing this with you? Unless you are some super Doctor with a university grade in biology I won't get the answers from you. And even if you were, a Uber scientist it would be hopeless without my scientific reports. Abe turns away and looks down, clearly depresed.

"here Doc use this its link to the recon droid,order the droid to scan the city"said Stone holding out His PDA

zero one walked up the tot he group of peopele on the parkade roof im zero one lead comando of the u.b.c.s clean up unit alpha whom are you guys thes 10 soldier are one half of my team his voice muffled by a reabreather his out fit was black ttical gear and combat boots the umberrlalog could be seen

the res of the ten soldiers stoond on gaurd m 16 taticals ( custom version used by my u.b.c.s) trained on the door a sniper lay on the roof

OOC who fired the second lot of Flares

IC
"dam i need eyes in the sky,i got thing for that"said Stone
Stone sets up a small rocket on the road
"now Doc inside the top part is a small recon droid"said Stone

"way it goes"said Stone as he launch it

OOC: I did.

OOC: I did.

OOC i miss why you did,i know why Stone firing flare
you know what page you post it

OOC i miss why you did,i know why Stone firing flare
you know what page you post it

OOC: I fired it because I saw your flare.

IC: Romanov could see the parking garage more clearly as they were nearing it, he noticed a police car driving out towards the supermarket, he loaded his flare launcher on his gun preparing to fire, "Should I announce our presence guys?" he looked at the populated part of the parking garage through the scope on his rifle, he saw a familiar face of a girl standing up looking outside, Miranda, what is she doing with those people? he thought, he remembered training with her at one point in his life and he knew some of the things she was capable of.

OOC: I fired it because I saw your flare.

OOC ok look back an read Kamasha posts so you know about light and dark thing oocy

OOC ok look back an read Kamasha posts so you know about light and dark thing oocy

I already did, my guy has some insight on how the zombies act.

I already did, my guy has some insight on how the zombies act.
OOC
happy your guy has some not like er will i dont need to say who i think must know

Michelle turned to the newcomer. From the various holy items and the guns all over the man, she concluded he was of the surviving type.
"Mike's kinda the person in charge, but apperantly, I just volunteered myself to organize the camp here. As for zombies... so far running them over with the car and shooting them repeatedly until they fall down seemed to work..."
Michelle looked at all the holy items again
"And you seem to be the type to tell us that there are better ways to deal with them, Mr...?"

Michelle amazed herself. Where had she gotten all this confidence? She wasn't a leader. She may be a troup-leader with her scout-group, but there she only led a few children, this was something far different. A proverb ran through her mind: 'when the going gets tough, the tough finally get going'. "Am I really a tough one?" she wondered...

Silently relieved, Rosman smiled wryly at her and said, "My name is Dr. Rosman but you can feel free to call me Alec, or Rosman, or pretty much anything along those lines. And what I can tell you is a more effective way, not a better one. There are only two ways that I am aware of to kill a zombie, one way is through decapitation and the other is to destroy their brain. This brings about a slight problem, in order to cut of thier heads, we need to be close to them and outnumbered as we are that doesn't sound very appealing to me. Destroying their brain while easier still doesn't seem to bode well for us. Forgive me for saying this, but I doubt that enough of us are skilled enough with guns to consistantly pull off head shots. There is one viable solution however, and that is to use some sort of incendiary device to burn them. Another thing I would suggest is that a small group of us make our way back to the museum and retrieve swords just in case we run out of bullets."

"here Doc use this its link to the recon droid,order the droid to scan the city"said Stone holding out His PDA

"then again Doc it best if i did it as after all its my gear"said Stone

" zip send a order to the recon droid to scan the city for those who are alive"said Stone to PDA AI

"order sent"came a voice from the PDA

"Very well then, Alec. I hope this won't cause to much confusion with AleX." (Michelle nods towards Alex)
"I understand it would be best to keep the zombies as far away as possible, so I think it would be usefull to block of the ramps upwards. Could you be of any assistance at that? As for your suggested tactics, my personal favour would be the incendiary devices, but I fear your point for swords is a good one."

Michelle shook her head to clear away the mental picture of her hacking at zombie throats

"As our little expedition just left, I feel it would be better to wait until they get back before we undertake any further attempts, and then preferably at daylight, tomorrow. Especially since Ammo is currently not an issue"
*'yet' Michelle added mentally*

Michelle looked at the quickly darkening skies again.
"So getting ready for the night seems to be our first priority, together with barricading the entrances, so I would like to ask you, could you take responsibility for the blocking of the ramps? The idea is to block everything up from the second floor, leaving the lower floors open for preparing our own expeditions."
Michelle looked at the trenchcoated man, awaiting his reply.


(OC: And to reply to Sephrioth... To minimise discontinuities, Would you mind if I staged your entrance after the conversation I'm having with Aurigae? )

IC:
Michelle turned, yet again, as more people came up the parking ramp.
'what the hell, what now' she thought for a moment, but she had to admit, a fully armed swat team was a welcome addition to the parkade's defences, but she wondered if the soldiers would integrate well enough with the, mainly civilian, rest of the group, considering the trigger-happy way they held their guns trained at everything.
She walked to the man who apperantly lead them.
"I'm Michelle, and we're survivors of this infestiation. I think you might be more than that, as..."
Michelle looked over the heavy combat gear
"...you don't seem from around here..."
"Anyways, your men don't have to be that edgy"
She gestured at the men with guns pointed at the, empty, driveway
"There's not much zombies here now anyways, and if any come up, we'll spot them on the streets first."
"Since you are here anyway, could I ask you to help set up camp here?"

(OC: I'll await Aurigae's reply before asking a specific job of you)

After welcoming the new people to the group, Michelle starts to convert the top floor into a campsite.
Gathering intact cars to sleep in, organizing and inventorizing their resources, gathering stuff from all the cars, setting up barricades, etc.
Of course, she asks everyone who's still there to help.

Stone looks at the PDA screen
"so we have three groups,one heading same were,one still at the parking garage ,one other is in a street same were in a post van"said Stone

"well I guess our firs priority would be to keep ourselfe alive", abe said. "If I were to choose between a mail van and a parking garasje I would deffinitly go for the garage. Can you find a rout on that thing, wich is not infested with dead persons? I would hate to walk for a mile just to discuver one thousand zombies on my tail" Abe smiled for the first time in a long time. During his last weeks as head sientict he had been so buissy with his work he had not had the time to be happy. Most days he would recond himselfe as a happy and smiling man, but the situation considered he would be suprised if they found any man or woman smiling. His entire body felt weak, sick and unconftibulle. This entire situatin were just to acuward to cope with

"well I guess our firs priority would be to keep ourselfe alive", abe said. "If I were to choose between a mail van and a parking garasje I would deffinitly go for the garage. Can you find a rout on that thing, wich is not infested with dead persons? I would hate to walk for a mile just to discuver one thousand zombies on my tail" Abe smiled for the first time in a long time. During his last weeks as head sientict he had been so buissy with his work he had not had the time to be happy. Most days he would recond himselfe as a happy and smiling man, but the situation considered he would be suprised if they found any man or woman smiling. His entire body felt weak, sick and unconftibulle. This entire situatin were just to acuward to cope with

"as you wish Doc"said Stone
"zip find us a safe way to the garage "said Stone

a map came up on the PDA screen

"ok Doc stay behind and ill lead you but first iam going to light up the sky"said Stone as he hit a key on the PDA

up in the sky the recon droid drops Flares to light up the night

"ok Doc lets go"said Stone as he leads the way

OOC all of you can see them

OCC: that post were offcourse not ready to be posted. I just have to say sorry for all miss spells.

OCC: that post were offcourse not ready to be posted. I just have to say sorry for all miss spells.
OOC
it was ok
i have dyslexia so some times you cant read me
an i got what you were on about
IC

"how are you back there Doc"ask Stone in front

"as you wish Doc"said Stone
"zip find us a safe way to the garage "said Stone

a map came up on the PDA screen

"ok Doc stay behind and ill lead you but first iam going to light up the sky"said Stone as he hit a key on the PDA

up in the sky the recon droid drops Flares to light up the night

"ok Doc lets go"said Stone as he leads the way

OOC all of you can see them

Romanov saw more flares going off in the sky, he fired off another one in the air a little futher from they were, "We should head towards the locations of those flares."

OOC sorry i suold have rp that they are all over the place as the recon droid is moving around
fact i will now
IC

as the recon droid move around over the city it drop Flares for two more mins then stop droping them as said by Stone orders that was sent to it

IC:
Michelle looked over the heavy combat gear
"...you don't seem from around here..."
"Anyways, your men don't have to be that edgy"
She gestured at the men with guns pointed at the, empty, driveway
"There's not much zombies here now anyways, and if any come up, we'll spot them on the streets first."
"Since you are here anyway, could I ask you to help set up camp here?"

(

After welcoming the new people to the group, Michelle starts to convert the top floor into a campsite.
Gathering intact cars to sleep in, organizing and inventorizing their resources, gathering stuff from all the cars, setting up barricades, etc.
Of course, she asks everyone who's still there to help.[/QUOTE]

u.b.c.s ma'am

we wil hole up here until dawn
were on edge be cause hq droped a neemises type bio orgainic weapon in town we are umbrella bio hazard countermessur service s clean up division troops defence formation epslion sniper create a choke point with the assault shooters if they come here i want to have a botle neck ordered zero 1 my troops are militry trained so were probly the best shots here zero 1 whats our ammo satus he asks

michelle my troops have 90 clips for thier rifles 20 greades each and 20 clips for each of thier side arms

((OOC:...So where is everyone now?))

ooc one half of my sqaud is holed up at tthe parkade roof the other half probly dead or en route

((OOC:...So where is everyone now?))
ALL THIS INFOR IS FORM Cornflakeistan
The list:
Format: IC name (OC name) (short description, stereotypical, and not intended to be offensive but to be recognizable if you missed the names)

"Parkade HQ" (on top of parking garage):
Michelle Harrows (Cornflakeistan) (geek scouting girl)
Alex Owen (Brazilam)
Miranda Vreni (Tocrowkia) (Commando Chick)
Alec Rosman (Beta Aurigae VII) (Van Helsing the museum curator)
zero one (Seprioth) (Umbrella team)
The "Harvesters":
Mike Clay (Osteia) (The Police Officer)
Frank Winslow (Hakurabi) (Vietnam Veteran with "old Betsy")
Walter Woodsworth (Those weird people) (Gothic Zombie Survivaler)
Rob Nemur (Hakeka) (highschooler with laptop)
"Mailmen" (About to join Parkade HQ, partially inactive):
John Wayne (Hurtful thoughts) (Welder with flamethrower)
Xavier (Gente del Agua) (Molotov dropping kid)
Romanov Kalashnikov (AK-108s) (Family of AK47 inventor)
Nathan Cleary (Warshrike) (Guy from the tree)
"The king-pins" (In some random house)
Stone (Imperial Isa) (Uber armoured dude)
Abe "the doc" (Kamesha) (Cause of all this (?) )
Zombies:
Jake Kertson (Scaveutland) (overran by zombies, now a bad guy)
I Still have no idea...
Rick Breitenstine (Breitenburg) (the rockstar, inactive?)
Shaun (Hooray for Boobies) (...of the dead recreation, inactive?)
Yunis Yaman (Ravea) (muslim holy warrior, inactive?)
*end list*

Story summary:
I'll try to update the story at least a few times. It's just a short overview, and in no way a complete log of every detailed event.
Due to some unfortunate time-distorting effects of slow and/or missed posts, the list can't be exactly chronologically. I tried to group simultaneous events, but it's not a perfect solution.
Boxtown is a peacefull and happy town, filled with two million happy people.
The power fails. Several curious people (cue: players) discover the city is being overrun by zombies

A party (the "Parkade party") emerges at the Highschool/Police department: Alex, Rob, Mike, and later: Miranda and Michelle. Stone makes himself known but doesn't join.
Parkade party loots Police department for weapons.
In the Xavier-residence, Xavier teams up with John Wayne, and are reinforced by Stone on their way out in the mailvan (party code: the "mailmen")

The parkade party heads for the parkade (hence the name)

Sephrioth's Clean-up team is dropped at the police station, and just misses the Parkade group.

In a tree, Nathan meets Romanov in a frantic zombie slugfest. A party forms (codename: Treeclimbers)

the Treeclimbers are set free by the Mailmen, the parties join forces.

Stone breaks of from mailmen to save Sephioths team
Stone meets up with "Doc" Abe on his way back. The doc apperantly made the virus that caused all this.
The top of the parkade is developing into zombie-survivor-HQ. Plans are being made to fortify it.
Many, previously solo, survivors (Alec Rosman, Walter, Frank) assemble with the parkade party on top of the parkade

Parkade is beginning to be converted to an HQ
Parkade sends out a resource gathering party (Codesigned: "Harvesters", consisting of: Mike, Rob, Frank, Walter)
The kingpins fire flares, and in reply, the Mailmen as well -> Kingpin learns of existence of Mailmen, Mailman of Kingpin, Parkade of both.
Kingpins deploy UAV -> learns exact location of Parkade group and Mailmen.
Mailmen on their way to Parkade HQ
Kingpins on their way to Parkade HQ (~page 23)
Sephrioth joins the Parkade party with his Alfa squad, the Beta squad is still somewhere out there

ooc one half of my sqaud is holed up at tthe parkade roof the other half probly dead or en route

OOC would you like the UAV to came across then just tell me if do if they are dead or alive
so Stone can tell the other half that there team mates are dead or alive

IC
"not far Doc just stay behind me when we get there,as some of them may be trigger happy"said Stone

zero one slung his m 16 tatical on his shoulder and pulls out his 2 desert eagles

he said conserve rifle ammo micheele take this he ofered her one of his desert egale

ooc thier last known location was the town hall sure come across em i think five out of the 10 of beta are dead

zero one slung his m 16 tatical on his shoulder and pulls out his 2 desert eagles

he said conserve rifle ammo micheele take this he ofered her one of his desert egale

ooc thier last known location was the town hall sure come across em i think five out of the 10 of beta are dead

OOC when Stone and the Doc get there say same thing about them in talk near Stone i work it out when the time came
now they just got spoted by the UAV or as Stone calls it the recon droid
IC

a noise came from the PDA
Stone as he moves looks at it
* mm same soldiers near town hall ,five out 1,2,4,6 ,ten are still alive , now who do they belong to* though Stone as he looks at the screen of the PDA

sir said the sniper over the raido whats was the last known location of the beta
team of this unit town heal five oif them are dead he replied


ooc thier unforms have umberella logos on im the only guy with a umberralle team in the aera

sir said the sniper over the raido whats was the last known location of the beta
team of this unit town heal five oif them are dead he replied


ooc thier unforms have umberella logos on im the only guy with a umberralle team in the aera

OOC they spoted from the air if you read my post Stone walking and looking which mean it may be hard to hit keys to get a better shot of them
oh he can check them again when he over hears you talk about them
before he tells you that five are still alive
EDIT
UBCS logo
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/ff/UBCS_mark.PNG

OOC Sephiroth please work on your grammar and spelling, its driving me insane!!! :headbang:

sir said the sniper over the raido whats was the last known location of the beta
team of this unit town hall five oif them are dead he replied


ooc thier unforms have umberella logos on im the only guy with a umberralle team in the aera

ic damned if i know said the sniper we dont get payed enough for this shit 5 dead troopers comands gonna be pissed zero one said were in a dangrous work enviroment he replied you all know that id rather not have to break the news to the relitives of those five

ic damned if i know said the sniper we dont get payed enough for this shit 5 dead troopers comands gonna be pissed zero one said were in a dangrous work enviroment he replied you all know that id rather not have to break the news to the relitives of those five

OOC Ok thats better but maybe quotes around what the characters are saying? :D

OC: Isa, please do us all a favour and don't post the party list in the IC thread, It's to much info. Refer to the OC thread next time.

OC2: Sephrioth, I don't think the nemesis is part of the current plotline, at least not until Kamasha says it is, so I'm going to ignore that bit for now...
OC3: Sephrioth (yes, again), could you please preview your post next time, so that at least the quote tags work out, it's minorly annoying...

OC4: Sorry if I sound agitated... I just spent half an hour composing a friendly sounding email to a webshop regarding warranty for my monitor. It's about the 15th mail, and still they don't get it... it's been running for nearly two months now, and they're starting to bug me.

IC:
"No thanks" Michelle said, declining the Beretta's
"I'm already overequiped with this one"
she pointed to the Boxtown PD standard issue Smith&Wesson behind her belt, the weapon Mike had given her, and the weapon she probably couldn't hit the broad side of a barn with anyways...
"Well, if some of your men could assist in watching the streets, maybe the others can help build some defenses"

OC5: BTW, sephrioth, 90 clips at 20 bullets each at 4g per bullet (standard m16 round weight) would weigh in at 7.2 kg per person. That's a lot of weight to carry around...

OC6: I'm losing to much sleep over this RP ;) trying to make up for that now It's 1:00 AM here now, have to get up in 6 hours... That's the third time in three days this RP kept me up to long...

OC: Isa, please do us all a favour and don't post the party list in the IC thread, It's to much info. Refer to the OC thread next time.

OC2: Sephrioth, I don't think the nemesis is part of the current plotline, at least not until Kamasha says it is, so I'm going to ignore that bit for now...
OC3: Sephrioth (yes, again), could you please preview your post next time, so that at least the quote tags work out, it's minorly annoying...

OC4: Sorry if I sound agitated... I just spent half an hour composing a friendly sounding email to a webshop regarding warranty for my monitor. It's about the 15th mail, and still they don't get it... it's been running for nearly two months now, and they're starting to bug me.

IC:
"No thanks" Miranda said, declining the Beretta's
"I'm already overequiped with this one"
she pointed to the Boxtown PD standard issue Smith&Wesson behind her belt, the weapon Mike had given her, and the weapon she probably couldn't hit the broad side of a barn with anyways...
"Well, if some of your men could assist in watching the streets, maybe the others can help build some defenses"

OC5: BTW, sephrioth, 90 clips at 20 bullets each at 4g per bullet (standard m16 round weight) would weigh in at 7.2 kg per person. That's a lot of weight to carry around...

OC6: I'm losing to much sleep over this RP ;) trying to make up for that now It's 1:00 AM here now, have to get up in 6 hours... That's the third time in three days this RP kept me up to long...

oh me bad it just came back to me how to just post a link to same one post

ooc true but they dont want to run out too soon

ic
zero one said loudly ok i dont like thiswere out numbered suplies limtied no chance of refenorcment

he noded we wil take the watch he noded you two he pointed at2 of the team watch the streats rest of you keep up the defencive formation anybody got any wire he asked i want to set up some booby traps like granades attached to trip wires


ooc my bad

OC: Isa, please do us all a favour and don't post the party list in the IC thread, It's to much info. Refer to the OC thread next time.

OC2: Sephrioth, I don't think the nemesis is part of the current plotline, at least not until Kamasha says it is, so I'm going to ignore that bit for now...
OC3: Sephrioth (yes, again), could you please preview your post next time, so that at least the quote tags work out, it's minorly annoying...

OC4: Sorry if I sound agitated... I just spent half an hour composing a friendly sounding email to a webshop regarding warranty for my monitor. It's about the 15th mail, and still they don't get it... it's been running for nearly two months now, and they're starting to bug me.

IC:
"No thanks" Miranda said, declining the Beretta's
"I'm already overequiped with this one"
she pointed to the Boxtown PD standard issue Smith&Wesson behind her belt, the weapon Mike had given her, and the weapon she probably couldn't hit the broad side of a barn with anyways...
"Well, if some of your men could assist in watching the streets, maybe the others can help build some defenses"

OC5: BTW, sephrioth, 90 clips at 20 bullets each at 4g per bullet (standard m16 round weight) would weigh in at 7.2 kg per person. That's a lot of weight to carry around...

OC6: I'm losing to much sleep over this RP ;) trying to make up for that now It's 1:00 AM here now, have to get up in 6 hours... That's the third time in three days this RP kept me up to long...

((OOC: You're controlling my character? XO))

ooc tagzer

Rob stole a glance at Michelle for a moment, then refocused himself on the situation at hand. "Hey, Mike!" he shouted.

zero one walked over to rob kid he said you armed?

if not take one of my deser eagles

Slightly lost on the thread OOCly.

But generally, Wayne is a guy with low stamina, (pretty beefy though), and willing to at least try helping others with what little he has (still looking for something better than the 9 mm he was given, and wrries about his friends and co-workers, but does not talk about it unless asked.

That aught to be enough info for someone to RP him so I can figure out where exactly he is.

"Well, I have a shotgun," Rob said, "but y'know, why not?" He took the machine gun. "Got my rifle... it's my birthday..." he sang in a ridiculous tone.

Walt was sitting in the seat waiting for them to go... he was becoming slightly impatient at all the activity with no driving yet.

as the two of them neared the parking garage Abe looked slightly frightened. He hold his new shotgun close and ready. He hadn't been forced to use it yet and in the back of his mind he hoped it stayed that way. The entire sight of the parking garage was to lose his breath out of. A gigantic ramp leading up to the second floor blocked by cars, gun nuts who obvious was armed with enough ammo to take out half of boxville. His heart was starting to beat faster as they entered the garage. Who were these men and women? where what was there story? he wondered how they had survived the "attack" Some of them were filled with blood and had clearly had a ruff night.

as the two of them neared the parking garage Abe looked slightly frightened. He hold his new shotgun close and ready. He hadn't been forced to use it yet and in the back of his mind he hoped it stayed that way. The entire sight of the parking garage was to lose his breath out of. A gigantic ramp leading up to the second floor blocked by cars, gun nuts who obvious was armed with enough ammo to take out half of boxville. His heart was starting to beat faster as they entered the garage. Who were these men and women? where what was there story? he wondered how they had survived the "attack" Some of them were filled with blood and had clearly had a ruff night.

Stone stops walking, turns to check on Doc
"Doc are you ok ,you look a bit off white to the face"ask Stone

Is it too late to join this thread?:)

Is it too late to join this thread?:)

this is the IC thread

Slightly lost on the thread OOCly.

But generally, Wayne is a guy with low stamina, (pretty beefy though), and willing to at least try helping others with what little he has (still looking for something better than the 9 mm he was given, and worries about his friends and co-workers, but does not talk about it unless asked.

That aught to be enough info for someone to RP him so I can figure out where exactly he is.

Romanov looked at John while he drove the van, and said "Are we almost there? I think I'll scout ahead on my bike."

OOC Cornflakeistan, still include me in the mailmen group but say that I'm scouting ahead.

IC Romanov got on his bike and slung his rifle, he then rolled out the back and started to pedal vigorously towards the parkade, he sped past two men, one was a skinny man with a shotgun, another was a guy in an exoskeleton suit, he rode up the parkade to the 2nd to last floor, and skidded to a halt, and kicked the kickstand down, and he pulled out his rifle and walked up to Miranda, and pointed the barrel right in her face, "What are you doing here?!" he said angrily.

OOC Lets just say that he had trained with her in the past and to some extent knows what she's capable of.

OOC: thank you.

Attempted IC: (Now OOC)
"Since when is a bicycle faster than an automobile?"
Oh, right, motorcycle...
Still, a motorcycle would make you very vulnerable...
Oh, it IS a bicycle...


IC: (really, IC)

John was about to try convincing Romonov that his plan had holes in it -and that they had already reached the building, he was just circling trying to find a hole in the roadblocks :lol:- but before he could say anything, he was already out of the van and, actually, making some headway; mostly because he let his foot off the gas to negotiate past the roadblocks still under construction and to find these 'holes'.

Upon breachimg the defenses, he let everybody out, and placed the mailvan to assist as a roadblock. Then himelf and his flamethrower got out to follow the rest up the parkade.

OOC: thank you.

Attempted IC: (Now OOC)
"Since when is a bicycle faster than an automobile?"
Oh, right, motorcycle...
Still, a motorcycle would make you very vulnerable...
Oh, it IS a bicycle...


IC: (really, IC)

John was about to try convincing Romonov that his plan had holes in it -and that they had already reached the building, he was just circling trying to find a hole in the roadblocks :lol:- but before he could say anything, he was already out of the van and, actually, making some headway; mostly because he let his foot off the gas to negotiate past the roadblocks still under construction and to find these 'holes'.

Upon breachimg the defenses, he let everybody out, and placed the mailvan to assist as a roadblock. Then himelf and his flamethrower got out to follow the rest up the parkade.

OOC The Bike is a little more of a cross between a motorcycle with a hybrid engine, and a bicycle, it can be pedaled, and/or be propelled by the motor, I recently saw a cop riding one, and it started accelerating while he wasn't pedaling.

((OOC: You're controlling my character? XO))

OC: Whoops, sorry about that... Fixed ;)

IC:
When Romanov pulls his gun at Miranda, Michelle is quite shocked..
She had just found in herself an emerging leader, and already she started to feel a little responsible for the people under her "command".

"What do you think you're doing?" She yelled at Romanov, while she ran up to the scene
"You can't just come in here and start pulling guns! There's not enough of us left for that!"
"Lower that gun before you hurt someone, and then explain yourself, stranger"
She emphasized the last word, to make it very clear to the newcomer that he wasn't the one making the rules here, nor the one with the most advantegeous position.

(OC: I'm assuming several other characters will also react similiarly, pulling guns at Romanov, it doesn't seem like an illogical response...)
Looking back at some of the others, who where also pulling their guns, Michelle positioned herself in the firing line, hoping to prevent an all out frag fest.
Trembling she continued talking
"Stranger, you are not in a position to pull guns at people here, and I have no intention of anyone still alive dieing here. Lower. The. Gun."

Xavier was relieved to get on the ground near some more people. He stayed close to the older man and the younger boy. "Now that we are here and you will probable not die. What is your name and how in the hell did you survive?"

The older man, probable the father answered for the both of them, "I heard that there where a few mobs at my work place so I decided to sneak out and pick up my son and daughter. Next thing I new my son was yelling at me to leave my daughter, and I saw that she had bite marks all over her and moving slower than usually so I tried to talk to her, but she was... gone. So we left her, I didn't kill her. My wife was at the house when we got there, but so were allot of those, zombies. They headed towards us and we drove until we ran out of gas, and hid in a tree. Then when we saw you guys stop at the gas station and headed towards you."

"How'd you get those weapons?" Xavier shot back trying to find a hole in their story.

"On the way to your van parked at the gas station."

Xavier stopped his question and decided that was good enough, for now...


OOC: RP that the father a co-worker

OOC ok so you know that Stone and Doc are now there, Stone going shot same undead

IC
"ok we here so we just go and,shit were they came from"said Stone as he fires his Rifle at same undead that came out of no were

"Stranger, you are not in a position to pull guns at people here, and I have no intention of anyone still alive dieing here. Lower. The. Gun."
OOC:
You forgot to say NOW.... :)

So, does this co-worker have a name, back-story, etc?

Or do I just make it up free-form?

OOC: Freebie son, He didn't tell me the name. He just has his survival story.

"Very well then, Alec. I hope this won't cause to much confusion with AleX." (Michelle nods towards Alex)
"I understand it would be best to keep the zombies as far away as possible, so I think it would be usefull to block of the ramps upwards. Could you be of any assistance at that? As for your suggested tactics, my personal favour would be the incendiary devices, but I fear your point for swords is a good one."

Michelle shook her head to clear away the mental picture of her hacking at zombie throats

"As our little expedition just left, I feel it would be better to wait until they get back before we undertake any further attempts, and then preferably at daylight, tomorrow. Especially since Ammo is currently not an issue"
*'yet' Michelle added mentally*

Michelle looked at the quickly darkening skies again.
"So getting ready for the night seems to be our first priority, together with barricading the entrances, so I would like to ask you, could you take responsibility for the blocking of the ramps? The idea is to block everything up from the second floor, leaving the lower floors open for preparing our own expeditions."
Michelle looked at the trenchcoated man, awaiting his reply.

OOC: Sorry about the rediculously short post but I'm suffering a bad case of writers block right now.

IC: "Of course, I would be delighted to help. I'll just hotwire a few of these cars and get them in front of the ramps."

zero one walked over to romanov lower the gun now our dniper has a bead on your heart
id hate to have to order him to fire up on a living human so id comply with te ladys wishes

"Doc just go ill cover you"said Stone as he place a new mag into the Rilfe

raido to zero one whats the status of beta team

return radio unknown probely dead or on route thier last known location was the town hall

OC: Whoops, sorry about that... Fixed ;)

IC:
When Romanov pulls his gun at Miranda, Michelle is quite shocked..
She had just found in herself an emerging leader, and already she started to feel a little responsible for the people under her "command".

"What do you think you're doing?" She yelled at Romanov, while she ran up to the scene
"You can't just come in here and start pulling guns! There's not enough of us left for that!"
"Lower that gun before you hurt someone, and then explain yourself, stranger"
She emphasized the last word, to make it very clear to the newcomer that he wasn't the one making the rules here, nor the one with the most advantegeous position.

(OC: I'm assuming several other characters will also react similiarly, pulling guns at Romanov, it doesn't seem like an illogical response...)
Looking back at some of the others, who where also pulling their guns, Michelle positioned herself in the firing line, hoping to prevent an all out frag fest.
Trembling she continued talking
"Stranger, you are not in a position to pull guns at people here, and I have no intention of anyone still alive dieing here. Lower. The. Gun."

"You don't know who this woman really is, I've met her in the past during my training, she's dangerous! She's a sleeper agent, and shes manipulating all of you!" He backed away slowly loosening his finger on the trigger, "and you don't want to know what I killed out there on the way here, and it wasn't a zombie, or a human... well it used to be." He noticed Xavier and John as well as the kid he saved who was up in the tree, "I'm glad you got here safe, but you must know that this girl [miranda] cannot be trusted! And I do not intend to harm or kill any of you! Not even her!"

zero one noded romonov do us a favour and go and shut up

we need all the man powere we can get so i wont put a bulet in your head for now

Xavier aimed his No.1 Mk.III Lee-Enfield at one of the many people surrounding *Character AK-108s is playing*, he knew he would only get to kill one of them succesfully if hell broke out, but hopefully it would not. Know it was on the man or woman who had the least nerve to decide the fate of the surviving humans. "Put your guns down, please!"

"oh i say all of you have gone nuts"said Stone stand behind them all gun poniting at them
"now all of you drop your guns,so i would not have to use my 40mm on you all"said Stone

the u.b.c.s watching the streets smiled situation green he said no sign of zombies

"oh i say all of you have gone nuts"said Stone stand behind them all gun poniting at them
"now all of you drop your guns,so i would not have to use my 40mm on you all"said Stone

"Ok we all set our guns on safety and start setting up camp, I am assuming one of you has already made plans for this, we all need to work together, and we will have a good chance of survival, we just need to keep an eye on Miranda, I know you haven't gained a sense of trust in me but I can assure you she is not to be trusted." He slowly lowered his gun hoping everyone else would do the same as him.

"Ok we all set our guns on safety and start setting up camp, I am assuming one of you has already made plans for this, we all need to work together, and we will have a good chance of survival, we just need to keep an eye on Miranda, I know you haven't gained a sense of trust in me but I can assure you she is not to be trusted." He slowly lowered his gun hoping everyone else would do the same as him.

"you do that ,all am doing is keeping same one safe"said Stone still pointing the Rilfe

"you do that ,all am doing is keeping same one safe"said Stone still pointing the Rilfe

"You genetically engineered 2 meter tall soldiers are all the same, thinking you're invincible wearing your armor and all your technology, but what about without the armor eh? What are you capable of then? I can think of several ways to kill you now, yes with your armor on, and even more with you unarmored, but I won't because those things out there aren't capable of doing what I was thinking of. So just lower your gun and everything will be ok, and besides if you fired that 40 mm round you'll put a hole in this floor."

"You genetically engineered 2 meter tall soldiers are all the same, thinking you're invincible wearing your armor and all your technology, but what about without the armor eh? What are you capable of then? I can think of several ways to kill you now, yes with your armor on, and even more with you unarmored, but I won't because those things out there aren't capable of doing what I was thinking of. So just lower your gun and everything will be ok, and besides if you fired that 40 mm round you'll put a hole in this floor."

OOC there is no way your person knows that
yes i take the 40mm line and the armor as you can see it but not the rest of it

OOC there is no way your person knows that
yes i take the 40mm line and the armor as you can see it but not the rest of it

OOC Well other nations have soldiers of your type. And my guy came from one that has them. But whatever dude.

OOC Well other nations have soldiers of your type. And my guy came from one that has them. But whatever dude.
OOC
2meters tall yes you can see that but
Stone wearing Armour so who can you person tell he genetically engineered
all you know Stone may came from a nation who are all 2 meters tall
if you find way tell how your person can tell that
i will yes to it
but dont say were he came from
i cant say why you cant as what i TG to Kamasha may or may not happen

hey stone said zero one have you seen any guys equiped and dressed like me or some body dressed like us

hey stone said zero one have you seen any guys equiped and dressed like me or some body dressed like us
OOC UAV and ask what numder are left
IC

"my recon droid spoted a group near town hall"said Stone

how many of the team are left


wait a second raodop transmtion
this is beta sqaud suffered heavy caualtys will team up with you

zero one said home in on my radio oh pick up the dead guys ammo and weaponry and bring it here

how many of the team are left


wait a second raodop transmtion
this is beta sqaud suffered heavy caualtys will team up with you

zero one said home in on my radio oh pick up the dead guys ammo and weaponry and bring it here

"five out of ten"said Stone
Stone checks the PDA
"they may have a hard time"said Stone

stone clear them a path the medic is amongs t the five still alive and plus thier carin the dead guys weapons and muntions which we wil need

((((OOC: Due to the fact people have taken liberties with my character without even asking, and people seem to automatically know she's a sleeper agent, I must respectively resign from this RP. I cannot tolerate what it has become. Let's just pretend everything involving Miranda never happened. She never existed.))

stone clear them a path the medic is amongs t the five still alive and plus thier carin the dead guys weapons and muntions which we wil need

"iam keeping same one safe, but i can light up the sky"said Stone as he takes out the 40mm aroud out and place it with a Flare round
Stone lets off the Flare

thanks beta one said a flair head south towards zero 1s radio becon

(OC: for those who are less at home in the english language: Tarmac and Asphalt mean the same thing, anything enclosed in ##'s is a thought, NOT something spoken out)

Michelle sagged to the ground a like a sack of potatoes. Her shoulders slumped inwards, she kneeled right there on the parkade floor.
#I just put myself in line of fire for three bullets...# she thought
...
#I could have killed myself...#
...
#What the hell is wrong with me?#
...
#I don't even know any of these people...#
...
#Why am I even doing this?#

Michelle sat there on the floor, silent, apathical, apperantly looking straigth through the asfalt of the parkade floor at something the rest of the world couldn't see.
A shudder went through her as she realised just how close she had been to being pierced with hot lead from probably a dozen sides.
How close she had been to... dieing

#One false move...#
#One wrong twitch of an eye...#
#One breath, and we could have all been dead now...#

Michelle still hadn't moved. Still she knelt on the floor.
Motionless and apathic, even moreso than the zombies you have all encountered...

#And now here they are, happily chatting together about how we're gonna defend the parkade, like we've been together for months, like we never were millimeters from killing eachother only seconds ago...#

#I wanna wake up# she thought...

Those of you who are actually paying attention to the mentally-close-to-breaking-point girl slumped into a pathetic pile of person on the pavement instead of watching in awe as the guys with big guns are bragging about how "theirs is bigger"...

(OC: You all know it's coming down to that: "my character is more pwning than your character", just admit it... And yes, Sephrioth, Stone, I am talking to you)

..those people can notice Michelle moving again, for the first time in what seemed like forever to her (but probably more like 30 seconds to the rest).
Almost like a zombie, she slowly raised her left arm to her right, and pinched herself.
"ouch", she proclaimed, with a voice as flat as the very tarmac she was sitting on...

OOC ok came off it Stone just got there
IC
"what the"said Stone pointing the gun at the girl
"are you feeling ok"ask Stone

OOC
2meters tall yes you can see that but
Stone wearing Armour so who can you person tell he genetically engineered
all you know Stone may came from a nation who are all 2 meters tall
if you find way tell how your person can tell that
i will yes to it
but dont say were he came from
i cant say why you cant as what i TG to Kamasha may or may not happen

OOC: You know two meters tall is about 6'3, it isn't that big...

OOC: You know two meters tall is about 6'3, it isn't that big...
OOC
for a clone no
but you read the last part of that post

OOC ok came off it Stone just got there
IC
"what the"said Stone pointing the gun at the girl
"are you feeling ok"ask Stone

Veeeery slowly, Michelle turned her head towards Stone, her eyes looking straight into the barrel of his gun.

"No, I am not okay" she whispered, punctuating every word like a dagger.
"My father was zombified, and then killed by a highschooler"
She stated it so matter of factly, she might as well have been explaining the difference between an orange and an apple to a toddler, and in a way, she was...

"My mother is probably one of the one-million-nine-hundred-ninenty-nine-thousand-nine-hundred-and-eighty-six zombies out there" She stated, cold as the president's spokesperson on a press-conference.

"I can only hope my brother's vacation resort on the East-coast is not overrun by zombies too, so that I actually may have a family-member left on this planet..."
Her voice was slowly rising in volume

"... And here I find myself, surrounded by people who are more interested in pulling guns at eachother and shooting their fellow survivors, possibly the lsat normal humans on this entire planet, than to help eachother survive like any sane, socially-adapt member of the homo sapiens would do"
Her voice kept rising. She was talking rather loudly now, clearly audible by all in the parkade.

"In fact, "
Her voice rose to a scream
"I am wondering if those zombies might not be better persons than all of us here. Because at least they are working together to bring down their enemies, INSTEAD OF PREYING ON THEIR OWN KIND!"

Michelle had stood up, and yelled the last part straigth into Stone's face. Despite her own rather smallish 1m64, she was actually intimidating the 2 meter tall supersoldier.
Gasmask or no gasmask, massive minigun or no massive minigun, superhuman strength or no superhuman strength, this person had NO right to come barging in with guns raised and destorying the perfect little happy world she had planned for the parkade rooftop.

OC: Isa, note that this is not a personal offense from Cornflakeistan to Imperial Isa. This is the rather explosive release against the first ingame-avalaible target of bunchload of stress acquired by the character Michelle during her hard day of seeing her entire world and everything she ever knew and loved being smashed to bits by a disaster.
I hope you are able to understand this (both what I mean and the way to long unintelligeble sentence I just maybe to "explain" it ;))


OOC: You know two meters tall is about 6'3, it isn't that big...
OOC
for a clone no
but you read the last part of that post
(OC: could you two please stop having an OC argument about an IC insult? The character Xavier clearly to sound condescending to the character Stone by refering to him, in-character, in an obviously stereotypifying way. By feeling personally attacked player Isa you are not fortyfying your own position.
Character Xavier has shown before that he is of a proud family-line, and that he will not be belittled by anything. His stereotypifying of Character Stone was merely a continuation of this character trait, and, therefore, good roleplaying on the part of Gente del Agua)

OOC i did send off the idea just have to wait and see
mini gun now?
IC
Stone lows the gun
"sorry i was think that you were turning in to one that all,and iam sorry to hear that you lost people"said Stone now wishing he can do more for her

((((OOC: Due to the fact people have taken liberties with my character without even asking, and people seem to automatically know she's a sleeper agent, I must respectively resign from this RP. I cannot tolerate what it has become. Let's just pretend everything involving Miranda never happened. She never existed.))

OOC:
Ok I know this sounds ridiculous but lets forget the whole part where my guy comes barging in and gets 50 guns pointed at him eh? And hopefully miranda will come back, although I did like how you handled that situation cornflakeistan

IC:
Romanov walked over to Michelle and said, "You seem to express some authority here and appear to be a person of great knowledge, I admire those traits in a woman or a man. And I will help you in any way possible"

((OOC: You see, AK-108, I didn't have a problem with the whole concept you presented, with your character knowing mine, but the fact you didn't bother to ask me, since it would greatly effect my characters status in this RP. You just ran with it, and everyone with you @_@; ))

OOC: My god... sephiroth and isa, PLEASE brush up on grammar. It's difficult to understand what you guys are talking about most of the time. And now Miranda is gone ><.

Frustrated that they still had not left to go get those supplies at the supermarket, Walter got out of his car. He had heard some yelling a few seconds ago and began to walk slowly up to the third floor. He saw Michelle get up slowly from the ground and start pointing and yelling at one bigass armored dude. Shocked, he safed his AR15 and slung it over his shoulder. By this time she had finished most of her yelling, and had collapsed back on the floor. Most of the onlookers had started to leave. Walt ran over and, whilst giving looks of pure venom at the armored giant and his buddy, put his arm around Michelle. Once there, he began to try and comfort her...

OOC: My god... sephiroth and isa, PLEASE brush up on grammar. It's difficult to understand what you guys are talking about most of the time. And now Miranda is gone ><.

OOC i said it once in this tread that i got dyslexia an i am not joking
as for sephiroth here could use these " "

Xavier was relieved to get on the ground near some more people. He stayed close to the older man and the younger boy. "Now that we are here and you will probable not die. What is your name and how in the hell did you survive?"

The older man, probable the father answered for the both of them, "I heard that there where a few mobs at my work place so I decided to sneak out and pick up my son and daughter. Next thing I new my son was yelling at me to leave my daughter, and I saw that she had bite marks all over her and moving slower than usually so I tried to talk to her, but she was... gone. So we left her, I didn't kill her. My wife was at the house when we got there, but so were allot of those, zombies. They headed towards us and we drove until we ran out of gas, and hid in a tree. Then when we saw you guys stop at the gas station and headed towards you."

"How'd you get those weapons?" Xavier shot back trying to find a hole in their story.

"On the way to your van parked at the gas station."

Xavier stopped his question and decided that was good enough, for now...

OOC: RP that the father a co-worker

OOC: Freebie son, He didn't tell me the name. He just has his survival story.
OOC
Everything else was nicely summed up for me on OOC thread, apparently Imperial Isa is starting to have issues with his sanity... IFF is getting faulty...

IC:
Having finally caught up with the group after taking several stops to rest as he climbed to the roof with his massive flamethrower (which he decided to leave behind about 1/4 of the way up the 5 story parking garage).

He saw Xavier badgering one of the survivors, who looked familiar...

"Now why are you going on and badgering my buddy Micheal Meyers?"

Micheal was a little frustrated.
"And why didn't you come back for us? I had to fight my way to shelter with everyone else while you just drove away, by hand."

"I didn't see you..."

"What do you mean you didn't see us?! We were fighting as a massive mob trying to punch our way out, one good pass with that mailvan and our job would've been that much easier."

"I said, I couldn't see you, all I saw was a mob of zombies... So, how did the other's do?"

"They, are, dead... All, because, of, you..."

(Kid's name is Seth Meyers)

Story gets into the gritty details, the survivors broke into 4 groups, and of how each of the survivors in his group where picked off, straggled, or fell behind to die, himself and a lucky few managed to loot a gunshop, and then they went off searching houses, his first, the party didn't last long after that, so further attempts to find family where abandoned as they turned their goal towards survival, so they headed for the gas station, again, more die, the last one to die gave his life in a reargaurd action, and was surprised nobody heard the gunfire...

Rob was getting impatient. He poked his head out the open door again.
And saw Michelle, lying on the ground, apparently making a statement to one of the armoured dudes. He jumped out of the car and ran over, and overheard a few phrases along the way.
The one about the high-schooler killing her dad hurt. Was she talking about him? He hadn't meant to hurt anyone. Then he thought back to his friend, who had uttered the two words "help me" before Rob had slammed the door and ran back to his own house. At the time, he thought he had been imagining things, but now he wondered: Could there still be a person left in those people?
He tried to brush off his newfound humanitarian guilt and focus on the problem at hand - more humanitarian guilt. Well, he tried not to think about it that way. He spoke to Michelle. "Hey, hey. You... uh, want something? Water, maybe?"

(OC: AK, I think your little excursion enriched the RP way to much to ignore it. I mean, I got to do a mayor crying scene and I got to yell at a supersoldier? What more could I wish for? :D
My vote is to integrate it, but maybe ignore the part about saying specific, character-destabilising things about Miranda. How about you just came in with guns pulled, demanding an explanation for all this from anyone, instead of specifically targeting Miranda)

IC:
Feeling an arm around her, Michelle collapsed, without even seeing who's arm it was, against it.
She started sobbing
For about three minutes, her tears flowed freely, and sometimes she would cry/mumble something unintelligeble.
When someone, she looked up to see it was Rob, asked her something about water, she just nodded.

Now that she was feeling a little better, she looked at the person who's shoulder she had gotten all wet with tears.
She recognized him as Walter. Furtunately he wore a leather coat, so her tears didn't soak him completely.
"Thanks" she mumbled to him.

She stood up again and accepted the water Rob was offering her, she gave him a warm smile, although her swollen red eyes probably made it look a little funny.
After a sip of the water, she wiped her nose with the sleeve of her woolen sweater (itchy ;) )
"So," she started, a little uncertain
"Could we all please stow away our guns and get along?"

"Now, we should probably plug that hole in our barricade.. All these people" (She gestured at Wayne, Xavier, Romanov) "drove right in, that's not the idea of a barricade."
She smiled a little at her attempted joke.
"And I don't believe all of you have introduced yourselves either" she said, referring to all the newcomers.
"My name is Michelle, and you are?"

With every ounce of willpower she had in her, Michelle willed herself into making small-talk like nothing happened.

She wasn't doing a good job, but at least she wasn't crying anymore.

"well i go start working on the barricade "said Stone

beta team walked up the ramp but alpha team trained thier weapons on them zero one said *are you friend or foe* beata one said *friends we bought ammo boss some of the guys dint make it thiers 5 left of beta team*

*mecchele said zero one theses guys risked thier lives to find ammo
and med gear for us but i doublt it will be enough*

Seth, Micheal, John, and Stone set about fortifying the first floor.

John Wayne appeared a little distraced, something about 3/4" standard pipe, approxomately 24" to 36" long, a 3/8" pipe, any grade, about 24" long, a nail, a washer, and a pipe bender.

After finding these things (except the pipe bender) he welded a washer in the middle of the 3/4" pipe, and the nail onto the end of the 3/8 inch pipe, and bent a crook into the other end by wedging it between two pillars and hammering on the other end with his hammer, every so often he would heat the pipe to make it bend easier, he then quenched it after he was satisfied with the bend, aferwards, he wraped a bit of cloth around this part, and the middle section of the 3/4" pipe.

He then resumed working, and now left the flamethrower behind, or rather, left it on the barricade, except for the argon gas tank, which he removed and rolled to a differneet location of the barrcade on the road.

Having finished that, he went in search of ammunition for his 'gun'.

"ill keep watch"said Stone
Stone moves to a good spot to keep watch from

When Michelle got up and thanked him he felt kind of good about himself for doing that... he was also fortunate about the leather jacket, since she HAD cried quite a bit... but nonetheless he was feeling good. When she went off with the others to fortify. He looked around. There wasn't all that much he could do, since he couldn't drive a car, and he wasn't all that strong to begin with, so he probably wouldn't be much help pushing one either. So he watched that John guy build whatever it was he was building. It was somewhat entertaining. Finally, when he was done and walked off, Walt walked up to the roof. It was getting dark and the stars were starting to come out and people were going down a floor or two to get warm. He though had the leather jacket so it didn't bother him too much. He laid on his back and just started to think about everything that had happened that day. He hadn't really had time to think about anything, since it had been so fast with the zombies and everyone. He started to tear up. His parents. Where were they? He had never really cared before, but suddenly, he felt very much alone in this place. He had taken the one gun in their entire house, so even if his parents had somehow survived, they wouldn't have anyway to defend themselves... he got up and moved to the far corner on the rooftop so he could be alone, and started to cry quietly...

OOC: Seeing as how it's getting dark and all, are we going to have the vampires come out or something?

After John was commpletely finished fortifying the parkade to the best of his abilities, he returned to the task of finding some shotgun shells, though he didn't much like the new weapon he made himself, it was far lighter and more practical than the flamethrower, even without ammunition...

Eventually he just started asking people who carried guns for some shotgun shells or flares, he'd only need 5...

After managing to find/steal two 12 gauge shells, he then went about what he simply called "sentry duty" as he walked up the staircase of the parkade, and would sit somewhere near the roof access door, poking his head around outside every so often to check the status of the barricade -it was much faster to do this from here, no to meantion safer- and had planned that if he saw a breech forming he would warn the others, maybe even fire a shot off at them [the zombies, not the survivors].

After John was commpletely finished fortifying the parkade to the best of his abilities, he returned to the task of finding some shotgun shells, though he didn't much like the new weapon he made himself, it was far lighter and more practical than the flamethrower, even without ammunition...

Eventually he just started asking people who carried guns for some shotgun shells or flares, he'd only need 5...

After managing to find/steal two 12 gauge shells, he then went about what he simply called "sentry duty" as he walked up the staircase of the parkade, and would sit somewhere near the roof access door, poking his head around outside every so often to check the status of the barricade -it was much faster to do this from here, no to meantion safer- and had planned that if he saw a breech forming he would warn the others, maybe even fire a shot off at them [the zombies, not the survivors].

Walt looked around occasionally... for about 20 minutes he was undisturbed. He had cried all he could in that time, and was mostly just trying to be alone. One of the times he looked up and saw someone poke their head up. Getting to his feet, he walked over to the hatch to see who it was.

OOC: I'm assuming you ARE talking about the roof right?

(OC: AK, I think your little excursion enriched the RP way to much to ignore it. I mean, I got to do a mayor crying scene and I got to yell at a supersoldier? What more could I wish for? :D
My vote is to integrate it, but maybe ignore the part about saying specific, character-destabilising things about Miranda. How about you just came in with guns pulled, demanding an explanation for all this from anyone, instead of specifically targeting Miranda)

OOC: Ohhh &*@#$^(*&$&^%@$!^&$%&^%#&^%!@!!! Why didn't I think of that, I think one of us should tg tocrowkia, :mad: :headbang:

IC: Romanov hotwired some of the cars, and used them to block all doors leading to the stairwell, they were all made ready to start again in case they needed to use the stairs to escape from any ghouls.

Walt looked around occasionally... for about 20 minutes he was undisturbed. He had cried all he could in that time, and was mostly just trying to be alone. One of the times he looked up and saw someone poke their head up. Getting to his feet, he walked over to the hatch to see who it was.

OOC: I'm assuming you ARE talking about the roof right?

OOC: Heh heh, Walt was a kid on that tv show LOST, and their was a hatch in it, lol, couldn't help myself.

OOC: Heh heh, Walt was a kid on that tv show LOST, and their was a hatch in it, lol, couldn't help myself.

OOC: lol? I never watched that show, so I don't really know what you're saying. :confused:

the u.b.c.s guys checked and rechecked the ammo suplies

*we can hold out for maybe an hour of prolonged attack said zero 1*
the sniper said *if were lucky we wil have 1 bulletr each spare for just in case we have to shoot ourselves *said zero 3


*status of the the baracades*asks zero 1

the u.b.c.s guys checked and rechecked the ammo suplies

*we can hold out for maybe an hour of prolonged attack said zero 1*
the sniper said *if were lucky we wil have 1 bulletr each spare for just in case we have to shoot ourselves *said zero 3


*status of the the baracades*asks zero 1

OOC: I just want to say that's a shitload of ammunition. Even if it was only 10 rounds a minute, thats about 600 rounds in an hour, and a lot more ammunition than most people can acually carry with them. And that's at only 10 rounds a minute. I'm assuming you can fire more aimed shots than 10 rounds a minute, which only means more ammunition. So I figure you might want to lower your figures quite a bit...

It's a parking garage, right? Those generally have full size access doors for maintnance on the roof, not hathes.

And by 'poking his head out', I meant walking outside, and looking off the side of the roof at the 1st line of barricades.

Oh well.

A slightly flustered boy (checks OOC thread) walks up behind him, and surprises him.

John was still a little jumpy, but didn't really freak out too much, he was getting tired, this whole day seemed like a bad dream, yet he was afraid to 'wake up'.

He noticed the boy had a 4 power scope with him.

"Mind if I borrow that?"

"We might have to send people out to either get supplies or set up another base, but for now, we rest, the zombies control the streets at night, while by day... well, we'll worry about that later..."

(*sorry, saw 'invasion of the body snatchers' and 'last man on earth', Vincent price as a hero is somewhat comical, and the end of the other movie still catches you a little off-gaurd [no matter how hard I concentrate, the end conclusion is always the same, and leaves a copper taste in your mouth, for that is the taste of fear])

"Uh... sure I guess." He pulls it out of his bag and hands it to the old man. Walt is somewhat curious as to what he's going to do with it...

OOC: And I knew that they had larger ways than that... I just misunderstood what you were saying. Anyways, continue.

ooc u.b.c.s fire on full auto so they eat up the ammo


ic he frowned * i dont like this said the sniper a small rag tag group of civlians amoungs profenonal soldiers this situation is f.u.b.a.red * he sighed

"Thanks"

*takes scope, scans a few spots that he is worried about along "the line"*

"So far, so good, barricades are holding, though I can see a few zombies coming this way. Not many thankfully, and if we keep quite, not many more will come, if it gets bad, there is a tank full of acetolyne, gasoline, and pure oxygen down there, someone would be best to cart it the an impending massive break in the barricade and detonate it, the resulting fire should slow them down enough for us to blow another hole and push our way out. Worst case scenario of course. The other option is to poke a small hole that only allows them to get in one at a time, then we assign peple to just bash their skulls as they enter, if they expand that hole, they run and blow up the mess of them."


OOC: I just want to say that's a shitload of ammunition. Even if it was only 10 rounds a minute, thats about 600 rounds in an hour, and a lot more ammunition than most people can acually carry with them. And that's at only 10 rounds a minute. I'm assuming you can fire more aimed shots than 10 rounds a minute, which only means more ammunition. So I figure you might want to lower your figures quite a bit...

Zombies break through barricades one at a time, spray is only used when they outnumber you, if your men equal or are greater than theirs, fight them close quarters, it's quiter, faster, and uses less ammo.

OOC: Tocrowkia is gonna be back. And I'll tg Ostetia and tell him to post.

ooc u.b.c.s fire on full auto so they eat up the ammo


ic he frowned * i dont like this said the sniper a small rag tag group of civlians amoungs profenonal soldiers this situation is f.u.b.a.red * he sighed

OOC: Not to start an arguemnt, but you seriously have considerable ammunition. Let's just say that you guys are simply sprayingbut only for 10 minutes cumulative time. Lets just say that you have 50 minutes that you aren't firing (for whatever reason... reloading, nothing to shoot at, etc.). The M-16 fires 750-900 rounds per minute, while the AK-108 fires 850-900 rounds per minute. For the sake of simplicity, let's just say your weapons fire 800 rounds per minute. For 10 minutes. That's 8 thousand rounds of ammunition. Per person. I don't know where you would keep 8 thousand rounds of ammunition, very well carry it around. So I'll just let you go with this...

"Thanks"

*takes scope, scans a few spots that he is worried about along "the line"*

"So far, so good, barricades are holding, though I can see a few zombies coming this way. Not many thankfully, and if we keep quite, not many more will come, if it gets bad, there is a tank full of acetolyne, gasoline, and pure oxygen down there, someone would be best to cart it the an impending massive break in the barricade and detonate it, the resulting fire should slow them down enough for us to blow another hole and push our way out. Worst case scenario of course. The other option is to poke a small hole that only allows them to get in one at a time, then we assign peple to just bash their skulls as they enter, if they expand that hole, they run and blow up the mess of them."




Zombies break through barricades one at a time, spray is only used when they outnumber you, if your men equal or are greater than theirs, fight them close quarters, it's quiter, faster, and uses less ammo.

"I have a silencer, let me get them!" Romanov ran up to the barricade and aimed steadily through his scope, he aimed at one of the zombies heads, and then in a quiet zip! noise the bullet hit the zombie in the head, and it dropped dead, he shot the other zombies in a similar fashion, and downed them all, he found some duct tape and taped all of his ammo clips together in pairs of two so he could reload faster.

"Thanks"

*takes scope, scans a few spots that he is worried about along "the line"*

"So far, so good, barricades are holding, though I can see a few zombies coming this way. Not many thankfully, and if we keep quite, not many more will come, if it gets bad, there is a tank full of acetolyne, gasoline, and pure oxygen down there, someone would be best to cart it the an impending massive break in the barricade and detonate it, the resulting fire should slow them down enough for us to blow another hole and push our way out. Worst case scenario of course. The other option is to poke a small hole that only allows them to get in one at a time, then we assign peple to just bash their skulls as they enter, if they expand that hole, they run and blow up the mess of them."




Zombies break through barricades one at a time, spray is only used when they outnumber you, if your men equal or are greater than theirs, fight them close quarters, it's quiter, faster, and uses less ammo.

OOC: Ok w/e.

IC: "Ok... so what exactly are you telling me we're going to do here? Put your fuel tanks down at one of the barriers, open a tiny hole to allow one at a time, then bludgeon them to death as they enter? I guess it sounds like a plan... have fun convincing everyone else about it though."

OOC: Not to start an arguemnt, but you seriously have considerable ammunition. Let's just say that you guys are simply sprayingbut only for 10 minutes cumulative time. Lets just say that you have 50 minutes that you aren't firing (for whatever reason... reloading, nothing to shoot at, etc.). The M-16 fires 750-900 rounds per minute, while the AK-108 fires 850-900 rounds per minute. For the sake of simplicity, let's just say your weapons fire 800 rounds per minute. For 10 minutes. That's 8 thousand rounds of ammunition. Per person. I don't know where you would keep 8 thousand rounds of ammunition, very well carry it around. So I'll just let you go with this...

OOC: My guy uses his AK-108 in semi-auto at all times. So he doesn't use up as much ammo and also he makes sure that every shot counts in some way.

((OOC: After talking it out over TG, I've decided to come back. But right now, there's not much I can do until Osteia replies.))

"Ok... so what exactly are you telling me we're going to do here? Put your fuel tanks down at one of the barriers, open a tiny hole to allow one at a time, then bludgeon them to death as they enter? I guess it sounds like a plan... have fun convincing everyone else about it though."

"They'll clump at what they percieve as the path of least resistance, heck, we could set up a woodchipper at the end of the entrance and I'm pretty sure they'd walk into it if we hung a sausage on it... And if we get tired, we push them out, and plug the hole, and set up a new one someplace else to relieve the 'pressure' of their attacks."

*Gives scope back to Walt*

"I guess I should tell the others my plan before I start trying it out, even if it fails, we have 2 more lines of defense and some cars ready to take us out of here, besides, we need to get people outside to scrounge for food and ammunition eventually, and these zombies aren't going to thin out by themselves."

*turns around to leave, stops*

"Oh, and watch those barricades, don't want any 2nd unintentional holes opening up while we do this."

*gives him a flare [whistling bottle rocket], then leaves*

*hey wayne take this zero 1 throws him an m 16 tatical and 2 clips *

U.B.C.S he snaped ''defencive formation'' *if the first line fails we wil hold em off with our very lives if needed*

the sound of guns being cocked could be heard zero one yells*bring it on you unead fucks*

"They'll clump at what they percieve as the path of least resistance, heck, we could set up a woodchipper at the end of the entrance and I'm pretty sure they'd walk into it if we hung a sausage on it... And if we get tired, we push them out, and plug the hole, and set up a new one someplace else to relieve the 'pressure' of their attacks."

*Gives scope back to Walt*

"I guess I should tell the others my plan before I start trying it out, even if it fails, we have 2 more lines of defense and some cars ready to take us out of here, besides, we need to get people outside to scrounge for food and ammunition eventually, and these zombies aren't going to thin out by themselves."

*turns around to leave, stops*

"Oh, and watch those barricades, don't want any 2nd unintentional holes opening up while we do this."

*gives him a flare [whistling bottle rocket], then leaves*

"Gotcha."
He took the scope and attached it to the rail on top of the AR-15. It took him a few minutes go get used to aiming through the scope, and he hoped that it would be mostly centered when he actually started firing. Then he took the flare and set it on the ground next to him. He simply began to observe, and wait for them to start whatever it is they were going to do.

OOC: My guy uses his AK-108 in semi-auto at all times. So he doesn't use up as much ammo and also he makes sure that every shot counts in some way.

OOC: I wasn't exactly refering to you... it was more directed at sephiroth. The AK-108 I used as an example because it was simply more modern than the AKM or AK-74 models, which fired around 600 rpm.

Stone was still keeping watch himself near the barricades starts to sing a song to himself to help past time

*hey wayne take this zero 1 throws him an m 16 tatical and 2 clips *

U.B.C.S he snaped ''defencive formation'' *if the first line fails we wil hold em off with our very lives if needed*

the sound of guns being cocked could be heard zero one yells*bring it on you unead fucks*

Wayne catches the M-16, and slings it over his shoulder as he digs out a shotgun shell, a flare and a shotshell actually, better still...

He then walks up to stone, who is humming a tune that huanted his very soul at this time, mostly because he knew he was going to be fighting these things up close and personal, again. And this time, no mailman is going to save him.

"Hey, Stone, wanna go bash some zombies for awhile?"

At the same time he picked up the old flamethrower (which he knew was running something near empty, but didn't want to get anyone scared when it was almost the only weapon available other than an almost empty SMLE) and dragged it to a spot of the barricade he believed was weakest, he then took a part of his imprpovised and started tearing down a very narrow channel, barely wide enough to let one man through, on the other end he could see zombies, they saw him, and they started moving.

John Wayne then hauled his butt out of the corridor, laid out his melee weapons, fixed a bayonet onto the M-16, and waited by the 'door' to ambush the first zombie with a load of buckshot. The next zombie was beaten over the head by both pipes at once, crushing the skull at the sides, brains popping out the nose and ears, he then spiked the third through the head with the firing pin as he pulled out the 12 ga flare, clubbed the next withthe buttstock as he inserted the flare, then he jammed the whole thing together and pressed it hard to the ground like a bike pump, shooting the flare almost straight into the air, he then resumed killing with the pipes agian, this time favoring to use the pipes seprate of each other, one to parry, the other to kill.

They were starting to overwhelm him.

"You can start putting your combat training to use any time now Stone..."

Weapons he now has:
Improvised pipe shotgun (12 ga) [two 2-3 foot long pipes, one doubles as crowbar]
9 mm pistol from Stone
M-16 tactical
1 pound Chipping hammer
3 pound metalworking hammer

(Shooting at night is not a good idea, as muzzle flash may blind you for those vital seconds)

And simply, him and stone aren't going to die anytime soon with the clothes they have on...

"hell sounds like fun"said Stone as he to fix a bayonet on to his rilfe
"got your back John "said Stone as he moves to cover John

"hell sounds like fun"said Stone as he to fix a bayonet on to his rilfe
"got your back John "said Stone as he moves to cover John

Eventually, killing zombies in this manner picked up a rythm, like using a 2 man saw.

Now, Wayne started singing:
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave;
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave;
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave;
His soul's marching on!

Glory, Glory —hallelujah! (x3)
His soul goes marching on!

He's gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord! (x3)
His soul's marching on!

Glory, Glory —hallelujah! (x3)
His soul goes marching on!

John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back! (x3)
His soul's marching on!

Glory, Glory —hallelujah! (x3)
His soul goes marching on!

His pet lambs will meet him on the way; (x3)
They go marching on!

Other songs that may/may not be fitting for a zombie holocoust...
Amazing grace (http://www.faithlibrary.net/hymns/amazing.htm)
(Yes, sing the same song they sing at almost every military funeral... right before you go into battle)

Onward Christian Soldiers (http://www.faithlibrary.net/hymns/onward.htm)

Can't think of any non-christian songs involving the dead coming back to life...

Eventually, killing zombies in this manner picked up a rythm, like using a 2 man saw.

"here cames one more ,your turn John"said Stone

Walt saw what John and the armored guy were doing at the barricade, and began firing at zombies that were getting too close for comfort around John and the armored guy. He would only continue for one clip, since he didn't have much ammunition to spare.

"You know, eventually, there are going to be thousands of kilograms of force against those single cars. Thousands of Bitas are guna press forward, and what about, well. We got attacked by these ones that could jump 10 Meters. These barricades won't be a thing for them. We need to make a secondary perimeter, one smaller, much more defencable." Xavier said loud enough for most of his fellow Humans to hear him. But he also stared at his gun, a No.1 Mk.III Lee-Enfield, he remembered. Ten in the magazines, fifty-two in my pockets. I'm so glad I found a zip-pocketed shirt to put them in. He continued to walk around and survey the area. His bayonet ready incase those Bitas got in the perimeter. He was ready...

(which he knew was running something near empty, but didn't want to get anyone scared when it was almost the only weapon available other than an almost empty SMLE).

OOC: By SMLE, you mean my No.1 Mk.III Lee-Enfield? I got plenty of ammo. (And yes SMLE is another name for the No.1 Mk.III Lee-Enfield.

Stone now sings the song Bodies by Drowing pool
"let the bodies hit the floor"said Stone an he goes on


OOC so you know what he is sing
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpCwiqO2n6U

Rob gave Michelle a smile of his own. He felt nice, he supposed. Okay, it was more than supposed. He also felt wet, as Michelle's tears had penetrated his T-shirt.
He turned his head, and watched as some others worked on the barricade. C'mon, Mike, he thought.

Xavier gazed at the sight of the slaughter on the Bitas. But it was no use, once those, Jumpers, came it would all be over; Although he admired what the were doing. "Don't waste your ammo on those, Bitas. We've got ones that can jump over the baricade, and that's when you use your gun! We need to get out of here as soon as dawn comes or the Jumpers may come!" His Latican accent making few of the words unintelligable.

Xavier slung his No.1 Mk.III Lee-Enfield to his hands, bayonet ready. He then preceded to wait a meter behind John and Stone, whome he had had previous encounters with. "Alright, when you guys need a break I'll start jabbing at them. I've got two years of bayonet training from the Jimuhn's best, my father." He said with pride, this time coming clear as a bell. He then realised after his last shot he never cocked the gun. He ejected the spent catridge and pumped in the next round.

Stone was now in front of the barricade now sing Headstrong as he rams the the sword bayonet it the heads of the zombies
Stone stop once to fire a 40mm buckshot round


40mm ammo types
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/40_mm_grenade

Xavier got an idea for a Bita Fire. He ripped off a piece of his jeans and soaked it in the Bita's brain fluid and found one of his lighters. He then preceded to light the soaked rag and threw it on the opening. It was a small fire, but it was not put out by the trampling Bitas. The fire grew to about a foot high as the Bitas came into the death trap.

OOC:
Death Trap:
A foot large fire
Two guys wacking the f*ck outa of zombies
A back up guy

Xavier got an idea for a Bita Fire. He ripped off a piece of his jeans and soaked it in the Bita's brain fluid and found one of his lighters. He then preceded to light the soaked rag and threw it on the opening. It was a small fire, but it was not put out by the trampling Bitas. The fire grew to about a foot high as the Bitas came into the death trap.

OOC:
Death Trap:
A foot large fire
Two guys wacking the f*ck outa of zombies
A back up guy

"what the hell are you doing that will bring more to us"said Stone to Xavier
"shit"said Stone as he rilfe butts a zombie that got to near for his liking

Xavier broke into a hysterical laugh. "Good. Let them burn! Our weapons, our guns, or bayonets! They will fall! God shall give us the strength to make these forbidden, things, stop. Their advance shall be stopped here. Yes, we shall fall! But many more will live! Us dozen or so, or a few scores of the survivors who had hidden in their houses! Ha, it's about the number."

He ranted on continually, but he had no hard fact. For all he knew, anyone knew, they were the only ones left in the whole damn city. Either way they had to leave quick, and maybe this fire would intice them to leave. Xavier continued to throw soaked rags into the horde of Bitas and dozens of them burned. But still thousands were coming, eventually they would be stopped.... eventually...

"You know, eventually, there are going to be thousands of kilograms of force against those single cars. Thousands of Bitas are guna press forward, and what about, well. We got attacked by these ones that could jump 10 Meters. These barricades won't be a thing for them. We need to make a secondary perimeter, one smaller, much more defencable." Xavier said loud enough for most of his fellow Humans to hear him. But he also stared at his gun, a No.1 Mk.III Lee-Enfield, he remembered. Ten in the magazines, fifty-two in my pockets. I'm so glad I found a zip-pocketed shirt to put them in. He continued to walk around and survey the area. His bayonet ready incase those Bitas got in the perimeter. He was ready...

OOC:
That, sir, is what the guns are for.

Walkers are a simple matter, and a pair of people can mop the floor of them so long as they don't get tired. 3 would be optimum, 4 would be ideal.

Two to four lookouts up on top would be good too.

All the others could be getting rest inside the parkade.

The goal was to relieve pressure on the barricade and to let them in at a controled and steady rate so that they could be dispatched easily.

This also shifts the walkers' focus away from the rest of the building, allowing scavenging parties to go about unnoticed.

(Parkades don't carry many supplies such as food water and ammunition, they do make good vantage points though...)

"You know, my father had a bunker near the Town Hall. There are hordes of old surplus World War Two rifles, machine guns, and submachine guns. And they all have a huge amount of supplies." He was ready to go into combat at the first order, and he also saw that the flames at the entrance was two foot large. And he also saw that the hole was slowly growing, maybe a centimeter an hour, but it was growing.

"just crazy"said Stone as he fires a Airburst round at now thinks Xavier growing group of undead

(OOC: Sorry about the lack of posting. Took me some time to figure out everything)

Frank had joined the others down at the barricades, having grabbed a box of 308 Winchesters and reloaded his empty cartidge. Despite his age, he was in relatively good health and the long forgotten skills of the ex-soldier were starting to resurface.

Even after all these years, he was a passable shot. It helped that the zombies tended to shamble slowly in straight lines, but he was prepared to ignore that in favour of padding his wearing sanity.

He began singing along to Wayne's morbidly humourous songs, and began picking off the walking dead.

"The war was tougher than this, you damn zombies!"

Xavier was about to lose his nerve. He needed to kill something, he need the thrill. He was an adreniline junky, just like the rest of his family. "Bayonets Ready! Drop em' MOTHA FUCKAS!"

"here some of you may like to us these"said Stone as he throws a bag of Grenades to them ,then opens up with the Rifle
"came get same you mother fuckers"yelled Stone

"Don't throw them yet!" Xavier lost his nerve and rammed his bayonet into a Bita's head. He pulled it out then jammed it into another. He continued the process with the two other men. He also began to sing along, but didn't want to dry his throat.

John noticed very clearly that Xavier was going off his nut when sanity was at a premium.

He also noticed another person walking up to help.

"Mind holding the line, if this line breaks, run, get everyone clear, and shoot those gas cylinders once a nice big clump of them get past."

He then walks up behind Xavier and clubs him with the M-16's rifle butt and drags him off to the parkade, he was being relieved of duty.

He then asked another two people go to the barricade to make it hold for as long as possable.

In the meantime, he separated Xavier from his rifle and laid him next to the wall. He then waited for him to wake up.

Already two new bases could be used, Xavier's home, or this mysterious military base he heard him stammering about.

But since Xavier was far from all right, they would go to his home, as he at least knew for certain where that was.

OOC:.... If you let me kept going I probable wouldn't have tired, probable could of lasted all night.

IC: Blackness... now he dreamed....

Stone now finds that he has his back against a wall an out number
"now how in hell did i get into this spot"he ask himself as he keeps on firing and changing mags

Stone now finds that he has his back against a wall an out number
"now how in hell did i get into this spot"he ask himself as he keeps on firing and changing mags

Just start swinging, you're wearing what, class IV full body armor?

Anyways, you are an F'ing Super soldier, you could squish their heads like flies between your fingers!

OOC: Ok, what's happening now?

Just start swinging, you're wearing what, class IV full body armor?

Anyways, you are an F'ing Super soldier, you could squish their heads like flies between your fingers!
OOC
he will
just let him have fun
IC

'oh well i can get my self out when i feel like it"said Stone

"how are you doing over there"yelled Stone to the others

OOC: Ok, what's happening now?

OOC Stone was to busy killing to see that he was moving away from the barricade

OOC: Ok, what's happening now?

You are being given a 'time out' as the barricades are starting to fail prematurely.

Fires grow exponentially, how long do you think before that hole gets big enough to let 5 zombies in at a time?

My guess, 5, maybe 15 minutes, an hour if it rained...

The other option is to get a few chainsaws, strap them onto a mount, and place them in the path of the zombies... then leave it attended by just one man as we preppare to abandon the place...

OOC: Sounds good to me

zombies were now flying up in to the air as Stone start to kick and punch them
"taste my fists and feet "yelled Stone as he works his way abck to the others

OOC: When can I get up?

OOC: When can I get up?
OOC that may be up to Hurtful Thoughts
IC

"that nut going to get us all killed"said Stone as snaps a head off a zombie
"need water help your self to my canteen, all you need to do is take it off my belt"said Stone snaping one more head off

the u.b.c.s opened fire on the zomies shooting them 1 in the head

"you lot go make a second barricade,ill hold them off as you make"yelled Stone
as he rams the sword bayonet into a zombie

OOC that may be up to Hurtful Thoughts
IC

"that nut going to get us all killed"said Stone as snaps a head off a zombie
"need water help your self to my canteen, all you need to do is take it off my belt"said Stone snaping one more head off

Romanov ran up to stone and snatched his canteen from him, he stabbed a hole in it and opened the lid, and then poured water on the fire, its size decreased rapidly, and the barricades opening grew smaller, "Stone we could maybe blow a hole in tha ground ova thayre, [russian accent is reason I'm spelling like that] then the ghouls will fall through the hole, and they will probably be crippled after the fall and then it will tahk lahnger for them to get back up here, only to fall down again."

Romanov took his own canteen and dumped some of the water on Xaviers head, and slapped him "GET UP NOW WE'LL BE NEEDAHN ALL THA HALP WE CAHN!!!"

OOC: Kamasha, where are you? We need to get going with this story.

Romanov ran up to stone and snatched his canteen from him, he stabbed a hole in it and opened the lid, and then poured water on the fire, its size decreased rapidly, and the barricades opening grew smaller, "Stone we could maybe blow a hole in tha ground ova thayre, [russian accent is reason I'm spelling like that] then the ghouls will fall through the hole, and they will probably be crippled after the fall and then it will tahk lahnger for them to get back up here, only to fall down again."

Romanov took his own canteen and dumped some of the water on Xaviers head, and slapped him "GET UP NOW WE'LL BE NEEDAHN ALL THA HALP WE CAHN!!!"

OOC: Kamasha, where are you? We need to get going with this story.

OOC to late for that it was big to start with an now its bigger

Meanwhile, Walt simply watched the mess down below. He only had 3 more 30 round clips for his weapon, and maybe 50 rounds for his revolver, which wasn't exactly the best thing for shooting at range. That's when he saw something jumping a ways out. It seemed to be jumping quite high, and that's what caught his attention. Taking careful aim, he put two rounds into its head. He yelled down to the others "Hey everyone! We got somethin' out there jumpin' like mad! I just shot it, but I think there might be others out there!" Stepping back a little, he was glad he was on the roof, since the guys down below would probably be swarmed if those came along...

Meanwhile, Walt simply watched the mess down below. He only had 3 more 30 round clips for his weapon, and maybe 50 rounds for his revolver, which wasn't exactly the best thing for shooting at range. That's when he saw something jumping a ways out. It seemed to be jumping quite high, and that's what caught his attention. Taking careful aim, he put two rounds into its head. He yelled down to the others "Hey everyone! We got somethin' out there jumpin' like mad! I just shot it, but I think there might be others out there!" Stepping back a little, he was glad he was on the roof, since the guys down below would probably be swarmed if those came along...

OOC: Wait until Kamasha introduces them, don't worry I sent him a tg with some Ideas

IC: "Stone! Bahk up and see if you can make holes under the barricade by shooting it out with your guns, this will hold them back, then follow me to a stairvell, and blow the stairs up, just one to two flights though!" He shot a few more zombies in the head, "Walt go get the guy with the stakes, tell him that there'll be vampires coming back, that leaper you just killed is one of them!"

OOC what are the jumpers you lot are talking about

IC
Stone was holding the line as the others pulled back
"you same, oh you what same too,well you all can have as much as you can eat"Yelled Stone as he poured lead into the undead

OOC what are the jumpers you lot are talking about

IC
Stone was holding the line as the others pulled back
"you same, oh you what same too,well you all can have as much as you can eat"Yelled Stone as he poured lead into the undead

OOC: They're kinda like vampires

IC: "STONE BLOW A HUGE HOLE IN THE GROUND!!!"

OOC: They're kinda like vampires

IC: "STONE BLOW A HUGE HOLE IN THE GROUND!!!"

OOC i dont see how that will work as we are on the ground level it just be a hole
an why are you lot are adding them
IC
"came get same c4 out of my backpack i cover you as you set it,you find it on top"Yelled Stone

OOC i dont see how that will work as we are on the ground level it just be a hole
an why are you lot are adding them
IC
"waste of time it just be a hole they can walk out of"Yelled Stone

OOC: No no not like a crater hole, a hole that goes through this floor of the parkade, dropping down to the level below us!!!

Heres an ACll thingy to help explain

This thing below here with its head (the circle) in italics is stone
O
|=
^_________ barrier___________ZOMBIESOHNOES!ZOMG
parkadefloorparkadefloor________Parkadefloor/rampparkadefloor/ramp
_______________________^
------------------------HOLE MADE BY STONE
then the zombies fall to the floor below us.

Lowerparkadefloorlowerparkadefloorlowerparkadefloorlowerparkadefloor

OOC: No no not like a crater hole, a hole that goes through this floor of the parkade, dropping down to the level below us!!!

Heres an ACll thingy to help explain

This thing below here is stone
O OOOOOOOOOOOOOO
|= | | | | | | | | | | | | |
^ barrier ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
parkadefloorparkadefloor Parkadefloor/rampparkadefloor/ramp
^
HOLE

Lowerparkadefloorlowerparkadefloorlowerparkadefloorlowerparkadfloor

OOC that i did not know here we start on the ground then go up for carparks
i go fix it
oh if we do have that type of carpark i never seen one yet

Rosman had just put the finishing touches on his third level barricade when he heards shouts and gunshots from the levels below him. Stupid bloody fools, he thought shaking his head in disgust as he sprinted down the ramp. A few seconds later he made it down to the first level only to see a group of his companions fighting the zombies and losing as more and more zombies piled through the ever widening hole.

"Put the fire out you idiots," Rosman yelled as he ran towards them. "It's going to attract them!"

With that Rosman charged into the fray ramming a zombie back towards the hole with his shoulder. Spinning away from another zombie, he tripped one and stole the bludgeon it was carrying and began to beat the zombies back with it.

"Blow the cars up," called Rosman over the chaos, "we need to cover our escape! They won't be able to cross the fire and they'll lose us in the explosion! You've already given away our position we might as well take a few of them with us!"

seeing that they were taking they time
Stone fires a 40mm into the undead
BOOM
Stone fires one more into them
BOOM
then pours lead into them

OOC i dont see how that will work as we are on the ground level it just be a hole
an why are you lot are adding them
IC
"came get same c4 out of my backpack i cover you as you set it,you find it on top"Yelled Stone

IC: "OK!" Romanov ran over to stone and took some c4 out of his backpack, he then ran towards the hole just as stone dropped several zombies in a volley of fire from his gun, he then placed one c4 right at the barrier, he then placed several more in a line along the barrier, and then took stones detanator, and said "Ok EVERONE BRACE YAHSELVES!!!" and pressed the detanator after everyone backed up, ***BOOOOOOOOOOMMM*** there was a large cloud of smoke and then as it cleared there was a very large stain of blood visible as well as a hole that was blown through the entire level of floor under the barrier, making a large wide gap between them and the zombies, below it there were several zombies, most of which had their leg(s) blown off, others were burning on fire, and several more zombies who were approaching fell down to the floor below them as they attempted to approach.

With that Rosman charged into the fray ramming a zombie back towards the hole with his shoulder. Spinning away from another zombie, he tripped one and stole the bludgeon it was carrying and began to beat the zombies back with it.

OOC Uhh ghouls(zombies) don't use weapons, they usually try to grab you and bite/eat your flesh.

IC: "OK!" Romanov ran over to stone and took some c4 out of his backpack, he then ran towards the hole just as stone dropped several zombies in a volley of fire from his gun, he then placed one c4 right at the barrier, he then placed several more in a line along the barrier, and then took stones detanator, and said "Ok EVERONE BRACE YAHSELVES!!!" and pressed the detanator after everyone backed up, ***BOOOOOOOOOOMMM*** there was a large cloud of smoke and then as it cleared there was a very large stain of blood visible as well as a hole that was blown through the entire level of floor under the barrier, making a large wide gap between them and the zombies, below it there were several zombies, most of which had their leg(s) blown off, others were burning on fire, and several more zombies who were approaching fell down to the floor below them as they attempted to approach.

"good job now move ill cover you from here"yelled stone from the other side of the hole

OOC Uhh ghouls(zombies) don't use weapons, they usually try to grab you and bite/eat your flesh.

yes and no
if you go by all the movies ,games theres is a lot of types of zombies out there

an i hate when you writing a post to find same one has posted and you have to go back and change your post

The explosion shook Rob, and he ran to the side of the parkade. Sure enough, there was a crater in the floor and several zombies that had lost face, literally. He put a bullet through one zombie that was still kicking - not to kill it, but enough to render it immobile.

OOC: Osteia?!

OOC so what is the number of peolpe who are waiting for Osteia to post

"good job now move ill cover you from here"yelled stone from the other side of the hole

OOC Wait aren't we all on the same side, where there is no zombies? also the hole drops down to the floor of the parkade below us. And sorry for all the editing Isa.
;)

OOC Wait aren't we all on the same side, where there is no zombies? also the hole drops down to the floor of the parkade below us. And sorry for all the editing Isa.
;)

oh its ok its the way of NS
No Stone was in front and cut off by the fire
an i was not going to RP that he walks through the fire as i have no idea if he can in the armour he in

oh its ok its the way of NS
No Stone was in front and cut off by the fire
an i was not going to RP that he walks through the fire as i have no idea if he can in the armour he in

what was i think in the movie the armours out of
the gay whos wearing it walks through fire
oh will to late he have to get back with the others same other way

I've been to a numbe of parking ramps, and almost all of them are entirely above ground and 'ventilated'.
http://www.smootconstruction.com/images/Union-Parking-Ramp2.jpg
That solid corner section is an enclosed spiral staircase for pedestrians (heated in the wintertime)...

Stone (and the outer barricades) are a distance from the actual parking ramp/parkade.

Xavier and John are over at the stairs, and will most likely block the access door, as it would be the only way up other than walking up the ramp/'whirlygig'.

2nd line is at parcade car entrance

3rd line is on 2nd floor.

There is no 4th line...

I would suggest placing the C-4 to destroy the ramp betwen the 1st and 2nd floors. ICly...

OOC: I'm just going to assume lines 1 and 2 are wrecked...

IC:
John dragged Xavier into the staircase and barricaded the 1st floor access door with whatever he could find.

As Xavier came about, he informed him that the lines were failing due to a fire that broke out on the first line, and that they would have to leave as soon as possable or remain trapped in the parkade until they starved to death. He told Xavier to go to the roof, and tell the others to prepare themselves to run, and to figure out where the least zombies were.

Wayne then left Xavier's rifle intentionally beyond arm's length in case he became violent.

After making sure he had calmed down (or went into shock) he picked him up, gave back his gun, and went out to the 2nd story of the Parking ramp to start pushing zombies down the new hole.

I've been to a numbe of parking ramps, and almost all of them are entirely above ground and 'ventilated'.
http://www.smootconstruction.com/images/Union-Parking-Ramp2.jpg
That solid corner section is an enclosed spiral staircase for pedestrians (heated in the wintertime)...

Stone (and the outer barricades) are a distance from the actual parking ramp/parkade.

Xavier and John are over at the stairs, and will most likely block the access door, as it would be the only way up other than walking up the ramp/'whirlygig'.

2nd line is at parcade car entrance

3rd line is on 2nd floor.

There is no 4th line...

I would suggest placing the C-4 to destroy the ramp betwen the 1st and 2nd floors. ICly...
OOC
so thats what we do later iam getting off as jolt going slow at my end an its pissing me off

Xavier awoke, feeling... much better. In his dazed state he saw a hazzy figure, brown, that had a small silver tip at the end, his gun! It was handed to him by another hazzy figure he could not make out. The figure had given him orders, and as if God had given them to him he rose to his feet, dizzy and all and marched upstairs. He screamed the loudest he possible could, "FIND THE PLACE WITH THE LEAST BITAS AND GET READY TO RUN." Xavier took a few stangering steps forwards and regained his sight and composure. "What the hell happened to me? Did I fall asleep?" but he took these questions as irrelevant statements that would just make him feel better and serve no more purpose. He continued to walk towards the group, gun ready..