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OOC
so thats what we do later iam getting off as jolt going slow at my end an its pissing me off

Pretty sure jolt was slow for everyone...

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Dang I'm getting good at that...

OOC still is slow but need to get this down
IC
Stone had made his way back in side the carpark an was now working on the ramps to stop the zombies getting to the others on the roof
so far he set two c4 block one the frist and now about to move on to the second ramp when turn around an came face to face to a zombie
"shit"said Stone as he smashed in it face

he moves on to the next ramp
mins later the c4 was set to be blown

"he this going to big"said Stone as he hit the detanator
BOOM as they go off droping the ramps

Pretty sure jolt was slow for everyone...

Anyone else notice that it's been down alot, not for a long time just, it happens allot?-OOC

((OOC: uh, what's going on this time? Jolt's been down for me all day.))

((OOC: uh, what's going on this time? Jolt's been down for me all day.))

Not sure, but the Bitas have broken threw the barriers and im screaming at everyone to find weakpoints in the Bita line and get ready to run. BTW, join the World War III RP.

Suddenly, as the zombies approached everyone, shots rang out and 10 zombies dropped dead within ten seconds, clearing a rather large path through them. And through that path ran...R Kelly!

"And then I shoot through the zombies...and I see a bunch of people...people...people!"

He sung to him self, Trapped in the closet-style with the last bit having a fading effect.

Not sure, but the Bitas have broken threw the barriers and im screaming at everyone to find weakpoints in the Bita line and get ready to run. BTW, join the World War III RP.
OOC
if Xavier had not set fire to the 1st barricade this would not have happen as John and Stone were holding it ok

OOC
if Xavier had not set fire to the 1st barricade this would not have happen as John and Stone were holding it ok

OOC:But what's the fun in watchng you two chop away?

OOC:But what's the fun in watchng you two chop away?
OOC
well Stone got to blow up the ramps at the end of that

OOC: Guys, R Kelly is here!

Suddenly, as the zombies approached everyone, shots rang out and 10 zombies dropped dead within ten seconds, clearing a rather large path through them. And through that path ran...R Kelly!

"And then I shoot through the zombies...and I see a bunch of people...people...people!"

He sung to him self, Trapped in the closet-style with the last bit having a fading effect.

OOC Lol
Also the zombies won't be able to get up to the top floors where everyone is.

IC Romanov walked up to joh and saw Xavier going into a frenzy wanting to kill zombies, "You shouldant have knahcked him aht(out)! He's goin'" all of a sudden that guy who sings for Gnarls Barkely appears out of nowhere and sings, "CRAAAZAAY!!! IT DRIVES ME CRAAAZAAAY!!! OHHHOHHH WHOOO OHHH OHH YE-" *BANG* "-AIEE!!! SHIT BITCH WHY YOU SHOOT ME?!?!?!?" *POWPOW!!! RATATATATT!!! KABOOM!!! BANG!!!* he fell over dead, "God damnit was he annoying and really cra-" all of a sudden that guy who sings for Gnarls Barkely appears out of nowhere and sings, "CRAAAZAAY!!! IT DRIVES ME CRAAAZAAAY!!! OHHHOHHH WHOOO OHHH OHH YE-" *BANG* "-AIEE!!! SHIT BITCH WHY YOU SHOOT ME?!?!?!?" *POWPOW!!! RATATATATT!!! KABOOM!!! BANG!!!* he fell over dead "Yeah I'm not gonna say thaht agahn I don't wanna waste all that ammo."

OOC I'm off to play Warhammer 40k: DC on my computerzorz.

OOC: Guys, R Kelly is here!

OOC oh R Kelly can have same fun too
IC

"not a bad job that"said Stone looking at the mess he made
Stone then throw a hand grenade at a group of zombies to make more mess

((OOC: Do you know who R Kelly is? :eek: ))

((OOC: Do you know who R Kelly is? :eek: ))
OOC
a singer

^^
OOC:
Chapelle Show: "I will pee on you, drip, drip, drip"

Not sure, but the Bitas have broken threw the barriers and im screaming at everyone to find weakpoints in the Bita line and get ready to run. BTW, join the World War III RP.

((OOC: Only if you join the Halo RP...=D ))

OOC: Alright, but that means I wont be playing to much in this one, lol.

OOC: Alright, but that means I wont be playing to much in this one, lol.

OOC so far the number of peolpe have drop in this one

OOC: Guy with stakes?? *checks ooc thread...*

IC: Hearing this, Walt looked around. He wasn't quite sure who he was looking for, so he simply ran to the most goth looking person there. "Hey you! You have stakes for vampires?!?! If you do, go downstairs, they need you down there!!" He didn't even wait for the man to start moving before he went back to the edge of the roof and start sniping the jumpers.

OOC: Guy with stakes?? *checks ooc thread...*

IC: Hearing this, Walt looked around. He wasn't quite sure who he was looking for, so he simply ran to the most goth looking person there. "Hey you! You have stakes for vampires?!?! If you do, go downstairs, they need you down there!!" He didn't even wait for the man to start moving before he went back to the edge of the roof and start sniping the jumpers.

OOC no vamps just zombies

OOC no vamps just zombies

And apparently one of them can sing, to a degree at least...

((OOC: Do you know who R Kelly is? :eek: ))

OOC South Park
"AND I PULL OUT MY GUN!!! *sounds of people screaming*
ONE...
I'M GONNA CAP SOME BITCH
TWO...
I'M GONNA SHOOT SOME ONE
THREE...
*sees door to the closet open and walks in*
*door shuts*
AND NOW I'M IN THE CLOSET."

And apparently one of them can sing, to a degree at least...

they sing :eek:

they sing :eek:

Now I guess you want to see them dance.

Any idea what happened to the Meyers group?

occ: sorry I have been away for the weekend. looks like you are doing good. I'll post later today.

Now I guess you want to see them dance.

Any idea what happened to the Meyers group?

Meyers i have not one idea on what happen to them
and leave out the sing and dancing

OOC Lets get back to the story shall we? :)

OOC: Guy with stakes?? *checks ooc thread...*

IC: Hearing this, Walt looked around. He wasn't quite sure who he was looking for, so he simply ran to the most goth looking person there. "Hey you! You have stakes for vampires?!?! If you do, go downstairs, they need you down there!!" He didn't even wait for the man to start moving before he went back to the edge of the roof and start sniping the jumpers.

OOC: I'm already down fighting the zombies, refer to my last post. And stakes don't have any special effect on zombies like they do on vampires. Wait for Kamasha to introduce the vampires, don't force the issue I'm sure he has some type of plot lined up for them.

OOC: I'm already down fighting the zombies, refer to my last post. And stakes don't have any special effect on zombies like they do on vampires. Wait for Kamasha to introduce the vampires, don't force the issue I'm sure he has some type of plot lined up for them.
OOC
he has a plan for us all well thats what i think

OOC: I'm already down fighting the zombies, refer to my last post. And stakes don't have any special effect on zombies like they do on vampires. Wait for Kamasha to introduce the vampires, don't force the issue I'm sure he has some type of plot lined up for them.

OOC: Ooops. My bad... just following what 108 told me to do xD. Anyways, I have nothing further to contribute at the time in the RP.

*yawns*

What now?

*yawns*

What now?

OOC: I think we're all waiting for someone to post... I'm not quite sure who though...

OOC: I think we're all waiting for someone to post... I'm not quite sure who though...

I'll take a stab. I say Osteia.

OC: Sorry about not posting...
My computertime was extremely limited last weekend (as in: 0 minutes)

I'll post again once my next few hours of class are done ;)

(BTW: great job at barricading the parkade, less great job at then demolishing it... Ah well, it's more fun this way ;) )

I'll take a stab. I say Osteia.

iam with you on that one


OC: Sorry about not posting...
My computertime was extremely limited last weekend (as in: 0 minutes)

I'll post again once my next few hours of class are done ;)

(BTW: great job at barricading the parkade, less great job at then demolishing it... Ah well, it's more fun this way ;) )

yes it is more fun
but with the ramps Blown up by Stone they all safe for the time being

OCC: have the zombies entered the parking garage? what hapened to Doc and Stone?

IC: Abe was looking around the garage. He was still holding his shotgun. Was the zombies breaking throught the barriade? How was this posible? He needed there help to stop this. He wanted to storm down and help them,. but he wouldenet, he had yet not fired his shotgun, and he did not know how he would react killing another being.

OCC: have the zombies entered the parking garage? what hapened to Doc and Stone?

IC: Abe was looking around the garage. He was still holding his shotgun. Was the zombies breaking throught the barriade? How was this posible? He needed there help to stop this. He wanted to storm down and help them,. but he wouldenet, he had yet not fired his shotgun, and he did not know how he would react killing another being.

OOC Doc safe on the roof top
the outer barricade was set fire to by Xavier

2nd line is at parcade car entrance is no more


3rd line is on 2nd floor is no more

Stone blown up the ramps to 2rd and 3rd floors to stop them

only way up is the stair way which is blocked

now i say we mopping up the ones that got in

(OC: Tocrowkia, Please don't tell me Miranda suddenly morphed into R Kelly! Will Miranda be back? There's still nothing that excludes her from the current timeline... (ignoring, of course, the little "incident" with revealing your secret identity, consider it never to have happened))

After her whole ordeal with guns and tears and everything, Michelle had retreated to the top floor to finish the campsite.
After she had repositioned and remodelled a few cars, she heard gunsshots coming from downstairs.
She tried to block out what that meant, and she was reasonably succesfull, managing to get the last car positioned in the circle-the-wagons line with the aid of a few of the other survivors.

But then she heard something she couldn't mentally block anymore.
*BOOOOOOOMMMMM*

#What the...# she thought as the whole building shook with the blast.
#Don't tell me they're blowing up the parkade! The zombies aren't supposed to be that smart!#

She scurried over to the railing, and, holding on tight, looked over the edge, straigth at the mass of zombies that was slowly wading through a large gap in the barricades. Some of them were on fire, others had made it through.
Just then, a series of explosions tore an even larger hole in the barricade and threw several of the zombies backwards.
SHe could make out the bulky figure of Stone down there, as well as the flanel pyjama's of Frank. She saw some other figures scurrying around, but the smoke was making it hard to make out who it were.

"GET AWAY FROM THERE! PULL BACK" she screamed, but the people down on the streets couldn't hear her above the noise of guns firing, fires blazing and zombies groaning.

Quickly she tried to assemble as many people as she could, and headed to the first floor. She told them all to improvise a quick barricade at the top of the ramp.

But then, Stone, along with the other survivors came up the ramp, and shouted something along the lines of "Hit the deck".
WIth a loud BOOOOM, the ramp down to the first disintegrated, crushing several zombies in the falling debris, and leaving the rest of the zombies trapped downstairs.

#Actually,# Michelle thought #it would be more accurate to say that we are trapped upstairs#

The blast had hurled one zombie up to their level, and it had landed close to Michelle. Apperantly, this had been a tough individual in it's former life, because even though it had been hurled through the air for several meters, it slowly crawled back to it's feet and started heading towards Michelle.
She started to stumble backwards, but tripped over a piece of debris from the blast. Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the zombie slowly approached her.

She tried to scream for help, but nothing more than a little squeal passed her vocalcords:

"eeep"

Her life started to scroll by in front of her mental eye, how she had drank tea with Teddy and Barbie, her first bicycle ride and how she had fallen...

(OC2: Guys, Time to play your part as Knight-In-Shining-Armour. Although, wearing armour isn't really a prerequisite.
Just make sure Michelle's movie doesn't end yet!)

(OC3: How's this for getting back on story?)

OOC nice but there is still one way down

Stone moves over to the Girl picks up the zombie that was on top of her and throws it over the side
Stone goes back to girl checks to see if she been bite by it
"are you ok did it bite you"ask Stone

"I.. I'm okay, I think..."

She stumbles back to her feet.

"Now how will we get away with the cars? There's no way we can get the vehicles down now! And what about all the zombies down there? We're stuck now..."

(OC: Michelle wasn't bitten, the zombie wasn't close enough for that yet, fortunately)

"I.. I'm okay, I think..."

She stumbles back to her feet.

"Now how will we get away with the cars? There's no way we can get the vehicles down now! And what about all the zombies down there? We're stuck now..."

(OC: Michelle wasn't bitten, the zombie wasn't close enough for that yet, fortunately)

"we find some other way to move about,but you lot need to hear what the Doc has to say"said Stone then he looks around

"need water help yourself to my canteen its still full"said Stone

then he looks over to were the ramp was

"you know if Xavier had not set fire to the outer barricade,i would not had to do that to keep all of you safe "said Stone

"Maybe, but there's no sense in blaming anyone now" Michelle said, still quivering.

"Doc? Who's he? It's always good to have a medical person among the group... Can he dress wounds? Does he have any bandages?"

"Maybe, but there's no sense in blaming anyone now" Michelle said, still quivering.

"Doc? Who's he? It's always good to have a medical person among the group... Can he dress wounds? Does he have any bandages?"
OOC he on the roof
IC
"some how he knows how this happen"said Stone
"i know some first aid "add Stone

"now to eat"said Stone as he gose into his backpack

OOC nice but there is still one way down

Stone moves over to the Girl picks up the zombie that was on top of her and throws it over the side
Stone goes back to girl checks to see if she been bite by it
"are you ok did it bite you"ask Stone

Romanov saw stone throw the zombie aside and that he asked her to be ok, but they both seemed to forget that throwing a zombie wont kill it, and as it got back up (again), pulled his knife out and ran towards it, just as it was creeping near Michelle (again) he threw his knife, and it hit the zombie in the temple and it fell over onto the ground immediatley after a small yelp from Michelle. "Nice one" said stone. He pulled his knife out of its head and wiped it on his bodyglove, "You better get rid ahf dis un-undead ghoul raht here, you should go throw it aht the zombies or something."

Romanov saw stone throw the zombie aside and that he asked her to be ok, but they both seemed to forget that throwing a zombie wont kill it, and as it got back up (again), pulled his knife out and ran towards it, just as it was creeping near Michelle (again) he threw his knife, and it hit the zombie in the temple and it fell over onto the ground immediatley after a small yelp from Michelle. "Nice one" said stone. He pulled his knife out of its head and wiped it on his bodyglove, "You better get rid ahf dis un-undead ghoul raht here, you should go throw it aht the zombies or something."

OOC we on a three or four storys carpark so its on the ground level now
an dont rp my person ask first

OOC we on a three or four storys carpark so its on the ground level now
an dont rp my person ask first

OOC: He saw it while he was walking up, and all I did was have him complement, I wouldn't do anything extreme like (not that i'd do this) say he'd see him do that and say "HEY THAT WAS MY KILL LIKE Z OMGWTF?!?!?!!!!11" and then he'd shoot his head off.

get what I'm saying?

OOC: He saw it while he was walking up, and all I did was have him complement, I wouldn't do anything extreme like (not that i'd do this) say he'd see him do that and say "HEY THAT WAS MY KILL LIKE Z OMGWTF?!?!?!!!!11" and then he'd shoot his head off.

get what I'm saying?
OOC
if he on top how can he
and he talking to the girl not look over the side
an Stone dont need to be that near to throw it

(OC: Tocrowkia, Please don't tell me Miranda suddenly morphed into R Kelly! Will Miranda be back? There's still nothing that excludes her from the current timeline... (ignoring, of course, the little "incident" with revealing your secret identity, consider it never to have happened))


((OOC: No...I was just trying to do...something. I have no idea what's going on, so I posted that thing with R Kelly. I just don't know what's going on well enough to post with Miranda.))

the u.b.c.s open fire

ooc tech probs knocked me offline

((OOC: No...I was just trying to do...something. I have no idea what's going on, so I posted that thing with R Kelly. I just don't know what's going on well enough to post with Miranda.))

OOC just say she was on the roof all the time

John Wayne = 2nd floor

On his way out, he notied evertone running further up the ramp, followed by explosions, shortly afterwards, he saw why, zombies, lots of them.

#Okay, I'm a welder, I've helped build a few of these before, how do I get out of here...#
He looked up.
#Eureka!#
What he saw was a piece of coundiut, ripped out of the ceiling by the blast.

"I hope this works..."

He jumped and scurried as high as he could, and eventually caught hold, he twisted and kicked violently to keep the zombies from getting a good hold on him, every so often caving in a zombie skull with his steal toe boots or 'walking' on thier heads and arms, eventually, he made it out of their reach, but he still had an awful long ways to go, and he saw zombies massing above him as well.

#F%^K#

For what it was worth, he clung on, and yelled for help, hoping they haven't left the 3rd floor ramp yet.

After awhile he hummed the song from "Bad idea (http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/badidea)" as he waited for a response. A few zombies were clawing at him from above, while others reached from below. He wondered how long he could hold his grip...

A few loud gunshots were heard, and two of the zombies on the third floor fell off from the impact, despite not being hit in particularly lethal spots.

As Frank came closer, he heard John humming a tune he didn't recognise, but he presumed it was another humourously ironic one. He shot off a third zombie, drawing the attention of the rest of the zombies crowding around where John was.

He backed away, firing the rifle at the lumbering zombies and mentally keeping track of his very limited supply of bullets - he had no time to reload from the numerous cartidges he had stuffed in his pockets.

Three... Two... One...

And as predicted, the characteristic shing signalled the magazine popping out of its chamber. He pocketed the empty magazine and fished around for his spare.

His hands grasped around a cylindrical object.

The grenade!

He pulled out the explosive, and shuddered almost imperceptibly.

I haven't used one of these for years... firing a rifle again is one thing, but this is a grenade!

He pulled the pin, which landed with a loud ping, echoing across the level.

One... Two... Three!

The old man hurled the grenade with all his might, and the bomb sailed into the group of zombies. He had gotten the timing slightly off, but it was enough to keep him alive for today.

The grenade exploded, shaking the ground and cutting the zombies to ribbons. Frank fell to the ground, stunned by the detonation of the grenade.

One zombie was still alive, its torso still flailing. It clawed its way towards Frank.

I-It's still moving!

He fumbled in his pockets for the other magazine, which clattered beside him. Too scared to grab it, he backed with his feet against a nearby column.

The zombie clawed its way to the shivering old man, madly seeking its prey.

Frank watched with horror as the zombie came nearer. Slowly, but inexorably. He knew he wanted to move away or reload his empty magazine, but his mind was in a state of pure fear, and his legs refused to move.

The foul creature raised itself up, ready to sink its teeth into its hard won meal.

Frank's eyes widened as the zombie prepared to lunge.

The zombie's systems finally failed, the loss of blood finally causing its body to collapse.

Frank sat, panting, against the column, thoroughly exhausted.

(OC: I hope Frank's grenade cleared the last of the zombies that are on the wrong (read: our) side of the destroyed ramp, hint hint)
(OC2: "Map" as I understand it at the moment:
ground floor: undead zombies, debris of ramp, blocked of stairwell to 2nd floor.
1st floor: dead-dead zombies, surviving survivors (Stone, Michelle, Romanov)
2nd floor: John wayne, a few dead zombies
3rd floor: Frank, scattered remains of zombies
4th floor: top? No zombies, survivors)

(OC3:Tocrowkia, AK-108s, How about we just say forget the whole incident, ignore that Romanov recognized you, and change it into "Romanov barged in, gun raised at noone in particular, demanding an explanation. Of course, the other survivors didn't agree with this, and a tense showdown almost killed everyone.")

(OC4: AK-108s, Isa has a point. Even such small things as giving out compliments to others can not fit with someones character idea. For all we know, Stone could be genetically engineered to never give out compliments!
(Not saying that he is, or even genetically engineered at all, but still)
If you want a compliment from a player, ask, or hint, for it OC ;) )


IC:
After the clincking sounds of grenade-shrapnel-on-concrete had died down, Michelle raised her head again.
The last few zombies that had made it up the ramp before it was blown up lay scattered, some torn to bits by the grenade, some beheaded, some rent open by gunfire, but all dead. Dead dead.

"Is it all safe again?" she asked noone in particular.

occ: great post. I see that the posts are becoming longer and better written. This is a good omen. Help making the thread better and more complex.

IC: Abe was in disperse. He did not know what to do. He did however have the intention to get as many of them away of the parking garage as soon as possible. He did not intend to wait there for the zombies to come inside and eat them one by one. He saw around him for an easy rout out. There was a number of things in the room. Paint bins, a couple of timber boards, trash cans, In a corner three car wheels and in the next a axe hang inside a box. Unfortionally none of these objects could help them escape. He continued searching for items to help him self. In the backseat in one of the cars he found two ice axes. In another he found a rope and some duct tape. Within seconds he wrapped the two axes together and tied the rope to the end. Him running forward to the edge of the garage swinging the axes over his head. With all his strength he tossed the rope over the road between him and the building next to the garage crushed the window and the rope flew gently inside connecting to some sprinklers on the other side. He could not believe how lucky he was as he secured the rope on the bumper of the car next to him. He turned to the crowd and spoke, for the first time. "Now will you sit her and wait for those gun nuts to shoot out all our ammo and leave us her defence less? or shall we escape this death trap? I, for my part won't be her when those guys down there have destroyed all defences and have fallen victims to there own need to trigger there guns". He turned away from the crown, having problem believing he could find himself with so many "Know it all" "know nothing" people. He duct taped his new acquired shotgun over his sholder and started climbing out the window.

(OC: I hope Frank's grenade cleared the last of the zombies that are on the wrong (read: our) side of the destroyed ramp, hint hint)
(OC2: "Map" as I understand it at the moment:
ground floor: undead zombies, debris of ramp, blocked of stairwell to 2nd floor.
1st floor: dead-dead zombies, surviving survivors (Stone, Michelle, Romanov)
2nd floor: John wayne, a few dead zombies
3rd floor: Frank, scattered remains of zombies
4th floor: top? No zombies, survivors)

(OC3:Tocrowkia, AK-108s, How about we just say forget the whole incident, ignore that Romanov recognized you, and change it into "Romanov barged in, gun raised at noone in particular, demanding an explanation. Of course, the other survivors didn't agree with this, and a tense showdown almost killed everyone.")

(OC4: AK-108s, Isa has a point. Even such small things as giving out compliments to others can not fit with someones character idea. For all we know, Stone could be genetically engineered to never give out compliments!
(Not saying that he is, or even genetically engineered at all, but still)
If you want a compliment from a player, ask, or hint, for it OC ;) )


IC:
After the clincking sounds of grenade-shrapnel-on-concrete had died down, Michelle raised her head again.
The last few zombies that had made it up the ramp before it was blown up lay scattered, some torn to bits by the grenade, some beheaded, some rent open by gunfire, but all dead. Dead dead.

"Is it all safe again?" she asked noone in particular.

Stone was standing near Michelle when she ask if it was safe again
"for now yes,but things are getting bad"said Stone as he loads a new mag into the Rilfe ,then he checks his .45mm
"mm"he say to himself then places it back

John heard the clank of something neaby, he wondered what it could've been, then he got his answer, a grenade.

The shrapnel tore into his side, not quite fatal, but it would make his job of surviving that much more difficult.

He eventually heard things calm down above him, and someone asking if it was safe. He decided to ask for help a second time.

"Will anybody please help me up before one of these buggers learn to climb?!"

John heard the clank of something neaby, he wondered what it could've been, then he got his answer, a grenade.

The shrapnel tore into his side, not quite fatal, but it would make his job of surviving that much more difficult.

He eventually heard things calm down above him, and someone asking if it was safe. He decided to ask for help a second time.

"Will anybody please help me up before one of these buggers learn to climb?!"

Stone walks over picks him up and stand him onto his feel

(OC: I hope Frank's grenade cleared the last of the zombies that are on the wrong (read: our) side of the destroyed ramp, hint hint)

(OC2: "Map" as I understand it at the moment:
ground floor: undead zombies, debris of ramp, blocked of stairwell to 2nd floor.
1st floor: dead-dead zombies, surviving survivors (Stone, Michelle, Romanov)
2nd floor: John wayne, a few dead zombies
3rd floor: Frank, scattered remains of zombies
4th floor: top? No zombies, survivors)

Stone walks over picks him up and stand [john Wayne] onto his feet

What appears wrong with this situation?

According to the quote, the only person nearest me is Frank...

Bu then again, the quote is inaccurate...

What appears wrong with this situation?
OOC
people keep moving Stone
an when did John get to the second Floor
Stone blown up all the ramps long ago and on the top Floor
:confused:

OOC
people keep moving Stone
an when did John get to the second Floor
Stone blown up all the ramps long ago and on the top Floor
:confused:

I took the stairs...

And I'm actually above the 2nd story, but below the third, dangling from a piece of conduit, just as fun to do as it sounds.

Then add some grenade shrapnel to the leg and you get a good idea of what position my guy is in...

Half inch thick knee high steel toed Wellingtons can only protect so much...

I took the stairs...

And I'm actually above the 2nd story, but below the third, dangling from a piece of conduit, just as fun to do as it sounds.

Then add some grenade shrapnel to the leg and you get a good idea of what position my guy is in...

Half inch thick knee high steel toed Wellingtons can only protect so much...
OOC
give them Grenade and they go nuts With them
*makes note for Stone stop hand out weapons*
will if Stone on 1st floor he may hear you
its up to you

OOC
people keep moving Stone
an when did John get to the second Floor
Stone blown up all the ramps long ago and on the top Floor
:confused:

OOC: Stop taking all the credit! :P I got to blow S#!t up too.

IC: Romanov making sure everyone was ok, grabbed michelle's hand and said "You need to get to somewhere safer!" and when he ran up he saw a man using an improvised grappling hook to climb out of the building, "I think maybe you should go a bit later, maybe someone with more... experience should go first." He reached out with his hand to the doctor and offered to pull him up and go down first, in case there were zombies, and he was also had military experience, "You should see if the military squad with us has any grappling hooks, that might help, but I'll go down first."

OOC no i was talking about how poeple are saying that they now just been Blown up
when that parts been and gone

Miranda came running down to the floor most of everyone else was on in an apparent panic. "What's going on?!" she screamed, at no one in particular as the chaos ensued.

Miranda came running down to the floor most of everyone else was on in an apparent panic. "What's going on?!" she screamed, at no one in particular as the chaos ensued.

"well we had a nice outer barricade,then Xavier set fire to it and now we got a mess"said Stone

(OC: So, let me summarize this:
Stone blew up all the ramps, and most of the barricades, effectively reducing our well defensible fort to a death trap.
Getting around our fortress is now next to impossible (foregoing the stairs, which are impractical for vehicles). Vehicular travel into and out of the parkade is now impossible, making the transportation of large amounts of equipment very difficult.
In short: leaving the parkade would be a good idea, but where do we find a new HQ?)

(OC2: Frank/Hakurabi, nice RP on the grenading, kudos to you!)

IC:
"I don't really know" Michelle said to Miranda.
"Apperantly someone started to lure zombies into the base, but things got out of hand."
Now that the immediate threats are gone, her fear turns to anger.
She looks over the main causers of the unfortunate incursion, Xavier, Stone, Romanov, and anyone else with a drawn weapon nearby (innocent or not) with angry eyes.
"Undoubtedly, you heard the explosions. Those were the barricades we spent so much time setting up..." Her face is cold now, cold with contained anger "... and the ramps. In short, everything that made the parkade a great HQ is now blown up."

"Since we have gained some unwanted attention..."
Michelle waves her arm to indicate the swarms of zombies outside and on the ground floor
"... it would probably be best to find a new place to hide"
#And just when we started to get going here# she added, mentally.

"We should probably discuss it with the rest of the group first"
And with that last statement, Michelle turns for the staircase and heads to the next floor.

On the second floor, Michelle pops her head out the stairwell door to check on people. She doesn't dare look further, after all, the zombies could still be here.
So fails to notice John (after all, who looks to the ceiling to find people? and there are probably some support-pillars in the way, obscuring the zombies at his feet as well)

On the third floor, she checks again, noticing Frank collapsed against a pillar. Fearing the worst, she rushes towards him. When she gets closer, she is relieved to see his chest still moving.
Just when she was going to kneel to check on Frank, she heard something.


"Will anybody please help me up before one of these buggers learn to climb?!"


Quickly, she looked at where the noise had come from, only to find it was the hole one of Stone's explosives had left. She ran towards it, mostly ignoring Frank now, and looked down to find John hanging from a piece of piping.

"John, are you allright?" she asked
#stupid question# she immediately thought. #Of course not with zombies clawing at his feet#
She dropped to the floor on her stomach at the edge of the hole, and reached down with her hand.
"Grab hold!" she yelled at John.

(OC3:
-Hakurabi, Michelle isn't that strong, so she'll probably need help lifting John out of the hole, especially with the added weigth of the zombies. Prepare to RP those old bones into action again ;).
-HT, pulling yourself up on Michelle would probably end in a tumble into zombie claws for both of us, so please don't try...
-I plan on creating some survivor-bonding here (the old "gee, thanks for saving me back there guys", still works like a charm), but I'll need some help from you two for that. Ok?
Then again, they're your characters, do as you please)

(OC4: please see my lengthy rant (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11947655&postcount=196) in the OC thread about getting our act together OC-ly)

OOC no just the ramps to stop them going to the top
barricades just fell to the numbers of undead that keep caming thanks to the fire
that what iam getting
if people stop rp Stone i know were he is

"Michelle, wait!" Miranda screamed, following her around the parkcade. Eventually, she finds the scene with John hanging from a piece of pipe. "Oh my god..!" She screamed, and ran forward and grabbed a hold of Michelle's legs. "You're gonna fall in...!"

"John, are you allright?" she asked
#stupid question# she immediately thought. #Of course not with zombies clawing at his feet#
She dropped to the floor on her stomach at the edge of the hole, and reached down with her hand.
"Grab hold!" she yelled at John.

(OC3:
-Hakurabi, Michelle isn't that strong, so she'll probably need help lifting John out of the hole, especially with the added weigth of the zombies. Prepare to RP those old bones into action again .
-HT, pulling yourself up on Michelle would probably end in a tumble into zombie claws for both of us, so please don't try...

"Michelle, wait!" Miranda screamed, following her around the parkcade. Eventually, she finds the scene with John hanging from a piece of pipe. "Oh my god..!" She screamed, and ran forward and grabbed a hold of Michelle's legs. "You're gonna fall in...!"

All John could see was some woman's arms and head, asking that he reach out and take hold, he hesitated, noticing how small her frame looked.

"Um, are you, uh, sure you can handle my wieght?"

After hearing someone going a bit hystarical by the hole, he believed that she was secured enough, though he anted to be cautious, so he reached with one arm, grabbed her hand, and gave it a strong yank just to see if she wouldn't move if he suddenly puts his weight on her, thankfully, a few timely pieces of Re-Bar would come in handy getting to the top.

(after I assume everything works)

Upon reaching solid ground, John collapsed, his left leg was bleeding, and a number of gnaw marks appeared on his boots. Though none appeared to have penetrated, except for the shrapnel hole (which may look like a bite hole to someone paranoid).

"Aww crap... Someone get mee some alchohol or something, and some cloth... It doesn't feel broken..." [He lied, trying to keep them from panicking]

He pulls a piece of loose Re-Bar from the hole.

And then got up again, using the M-16 he was given as a crutch.
He hobbled to a corner, sat down, and tore a piece of cloth from his shirt, and produced a tournequet to cut off the bleeding (and maybe stem off any infection) for now.

All John could see was some woman's arms and head, asking that he reach out and take hold, he hesitated, noticing how small her frame looked.

"Um, are you, uh, sure you can handle my wieght?"

After hearing someone going a bit hystarical by the hole, he believed that she was secured enough, though he anted to be cautious, so he reached with one arm, grabbed her hand, and gave it a strong yank just to see if she wouldn't move if he suddenly puts his weight on her, thankfully, a few timely pieces of Re-Bar would come in handy getting to the top.

(after I assume everything works)

Upon reaching solid ground, John collapsed, his left leg was bleeding, and a number of gnaw marks appeared on his boots. Though none appeared to have penetrated, except for the shrapnel hole (which may look like a bite hole to someone paranoid).

"Aww crap... Someone get mee some alchohol or something, and some cloth... It doesn't feel broken..." [He lied, trying to keep them from panicking]

He pulls a piece of loose Re-Bar from the hole.

And then got up again, using the M-16 he was given as a crutch.
He hobbled to a corner, sat down, and tore a piece of cloth from his shirt, and produced a tournequet to cut off the bleeding (and maybe stem off any infection) for now.

Romanov ran down again, feeling very exausted, he heard some screaming and went to investigate, he head John asking for alchohol, he luckily had some vodka from his grandfathers brand of vodka (I read it on wikipedia so it must be true, and the bottle is shaped like an AK-47), and poured some on his wound, he took a quick sip after he poured it and offered it to john, "You want some of my Grandpapi's vodka?" He said in a kind, exausted voice, smiling behind his mask as he sat down for a moment.

"No thanks, by the way, do you have a first aid kit on you?"

Frank climbed to his feet, retrieving his posessions and limping slightly. He could have been mistaken for a zombie, if not for the fact that he was still able to move faster than one.

He limped to where Michelle was helping up John, with Miranda holding her legs.

"Hold on, and don't get bitten."

Frank lay down beside Michelle and helped pull up John's other arm.

---

"I think," Frank said, in between wheezes, "we need a lot more than just vodka."

Frank sat there on the ground for a while, catching his breath, and holding his side. He was too tired to say much more, and just waited for the others to be ready to move before standing and following them.

His rifle was still conspicuously empty, but he didn't care. What mattered was that they were safe for the time being.

Besides, he was tired as hell, and that sounded like a good reason not to care.

"I've seen worse, like one time when someone accidentally ruptured a gas tank, the thing punched a hole clean through one of the temps (temporary employee), then went out into the parking lot, then there are waterjet and hydrolic leak injuries... rips right down to bone, and sometimes through that as well. Compared to those, I'm lucky..."

He pulls out some strips of field dressing, and bandages up ther hole, then uses the another Re-Bar and some more strips of cloth for a splint.

"We need to get moving, the van, it has a full tank of gas, and is parked just outside the parkade, the only problem is getting to it, the rest I can take care of, Xaxier said something about a bunker, but I don't know where that is, plus, from his description, it is a one way trip, Xavier's house, on the other hand, I know the way, it is pretty well defended, and offers at least two ways out should we need to move again. I'm sorry about the f^&ked up defense of this safehouse."

(there is also the occasional flying piece of metal from destructive weld testing, it is exactly like what it sounds... And 3/4" thick metal can snap and spring, saw one person take a piece of 11 ga sheet metal to the head...)

"er lifes a bitch"said Stone then takes a mouth full of water from the canteen

OOC: I'm on the roof right now... I'm assuming I'm the only actual person up here besides random npcs?

Walt had been going in and out of sleep amidst the steady sounds of gunfire and yelling. That is, until, the grenade went off. He flinched violently and brought the AR-15 to bear before he realized where he was. He got up and slowly began looking around... he went over to the ramp and walked down after some time to see everyone running around. Unsure as to what was going on, he just stood and looked around at everyone and their injuries. He was simply stupefied.


OOC2: Okay... stupefied teen standing at the base of the ramp to the roof. Someone notice him? I think the ramp up to there is still in one piece right?

Frank only looks good naturedly at the bewildered youth, too tired to speak for the time being.

Michelle watched as John wrapped up his wounds. She'd heard of the damage rupturing gastanks could do, She had used the scary tales about it several times to persuade scouts from putting their propane tanks in the sun...
"The sun will heat up the gas, and the tank could explode, and you don't want that"
That's about how it had went. It seemed so long ago all of a sudden.

She wondered how many of her fellow scouts had survived. At least some had decent woodland skills, so they had a slightly better chance...
She shuddered at the thought of encountering one of her former friends in zombie form...

"C.. Can you stand? Walk?" She asked John after he finished his bandages.

"We should retreat to the top floor for the time being. Think up a plan."
Her voice sounded a little uncertain.
Just when they had been starting to rebuild a tiny fragment from their previous existance, it was all destroyed again.

She was amazed at how quickly she had started referring to before the disaster as "previous existance". Just this morning, she had been working on a particularly devious interaction of the HIV gp120 coat protein and the NMDA receptor of human neurons, and now she was here, fighting for her life...
It all seemed so surreal...

Stone did not move from the spot he had taken up near what was once the ramp
"Michelle can you came back and tell what has been planed, ill stay here and keep watch"said Stone

Michelle watched as John wrapped up his wounds. She'd heard of the damage rupturing gastanks could do, She had used the scary tales about it several times to persuade scouts from putting their propane tanks in the sun...
"The sun will heat up the gas, and the tank could explode, and you don't want that"
That's about how it had went. It seemed so long ago all of a sudden.

She wondered how many of her fellow scouts had survived. At least some had decent woodland skills, so they had a slightly better chance...
She shuddered at the thought of encountering one of her former friends in zombie form...

"C.. Can you stand? Walk?" She asked John after he finished his bandages.

"We should retreat to the top floor for the time being. Think up a plan."
Her voice sounded a little uncertain.
Just when they had been starting to rebuild a tiny fragment from their previous existance, it was all destroyed again.

She was amazed at how quickly she had started referring to before the disaster as "previous existance". Just this morning, she had been working on a particularly devious interaction of the HIV gp120 coat protein and the NMDA receptor of human neurons, and now she was here, fighting for her life...
It all seemed so surreal...

"I will go with you, and I will help john up, and I saw a skinny man attempting to rapell down to the streets, he wouldn't make it down probably."

Having caught his breath, Frank realises just how poor a choice the parkade was for a HQ in the first place.

"You know, this probably was a bad place to hole up in the first place. We're open to the elements, there's no food, no water or any ammunition. We wouldn't last the night in a place like this. I reckon the best place to be would be a shopping centre - plenty of access to necessities, if a bit difficult to defend."

Suddenly struck by a memory from ages long past, he quipped.

"It's not like we're at war, you know."

Having caught his breath, Frank realises just how poor a choice the parkade was for a HQ in the first place.

"You know, this probably was a bad place to hole up in the first place. We're open to the elements, there's no food, no water or any ammunition. We wouldn't last the night in a place like this. I reckon the best place to be would be a shopping centre - plenty of access to necessities, if a bit difficult to defend."

Suddenly struck by a memory from ages long past, he quipped.

"It's not like we're at war, you know."

Stone who was just moving about heard this
"a shopping centre be a death trap and plus it be full of zombies"said Stone

Hearing the discussion, he came over. "Well, we can clear out a shopping center. And as for barricades... we could always park some cars in front of the doors. ((OOC: I'm guessing they're the automatic glass kind?)) Personally, I kinda doubt that they'd be able to get through the loading dock gates, and the other doors in the store would be easily barricaded and stopped since most are those heavy metal kind..."

Michelle watched as John wrapped up his wounds. She'd heard of the damage rupturing gastanks could do, She had used the scary tales about it several times to persuade scouts from putting their propane tanks in the sun...
"The sun will heat up the gas, and the tank could explode, and you don't want that"
That's about how it had went. It seemed so long ago all of a sudden.

She wondered how many of her fellow scouts had survived. At least some had decent woodland skills, so they had a slightly better chance...
She shuddered at the thought of encountering one of her former friends in zombie form...

"C.. Can you stand? Walk?" She asked John after he finished his bandages.

"We should retreat to the top floor for the time being. Think up a plan."
Her voice sounded a little uncertain.
Just when they had been starting to rebuild a tiny fragment from their previous existance, it was all destroyed again.

She was amazed at how quickly she had started referring to before the disaster as "previous existance". Just this morning, she had been working on a particularly devious interaction of the HIV gp120 coat protein and the NMDA receptor of human neurons, and now she was here, fighting for her life...
It all seemed so surreal...

OOC: Was reffering to INERT gas, such as Argon at 120 PSI, in a 6' tall by 18" diameter cylinder, if one of those 'pop', they tend to fly arounf like a balloon, that just happens to weigh over 100 pounds EMPTY.

Coincedentally, my character placed one of these cylinders on the outer barricades to facilitate an escape through even a burning baricade (the Argon/CO2 gas would put out the fire as the van would plow through)

"Sure, I can stand"

Gets up, a little unsteady at first, whinces a little as he puts his wieght onto his leg, then steadies himself with the assault rifle he was using for a crutch. At the same time, he listened to the woman speak.

"Sounds like an idea, I've already got an escape planned out for just such an eventuality as this, but I'd rather everyone have a say in the matter."

*Winces as he takes another step towards the roof*

He then tries talking, and walking at the same time...

"The biggest problem... is where... we'll go once we get out of this deathtrap... and... how we don't ever make the same mistakes again..."

OOC: Sorry for the lack of posts; I've been... gone. Also, apologies for the short post.

IC: Rob glanced at Walt. "Agreed," he said.

Frank looked in a puzzled fashion at Stone.

"Either way, it's better than freezing to death out here. God knows these old bones can't take a night outside."

He climbs to his feet and hobbles after the others.

"Even though shopping centres are deathtraps in zombie movies, they're also the most logical choice - cliches be damned."

"Let's talk about that when all the others are present, although a mall would be nice for supplies..."

"Need some help?" She asks John, walking up next to him and offering a shoulder to lean on.

"Anyways," she continues, "I think the mistake here was to draw attention..."
"The zombies outnumber us by about a hundred-thousand to one, so we should attack them on our terms. Surprise attacks, hit-and-runs, you know..."

She would have never guessed all those hours of watching her younger brother play online Warcraft 3 would ever come in handy...
All of this, it was just like fighting a ghoul-rushing undead with only a few peasants, hit, focus fire, withdraw and heal...

(OC: Firealarm going of, probably nothing, but better safe than sorry, BRB)

(OC: 't was nothing, someone bumped into a alarm button by accident. But still, it could also have been an accident at the organic chemistry department, releasing clouds of poisonous gas.
Someone once dropped a chlorine-gas cylinder, the building couldn't be used until the vapours had drifted away, two days later...\
Anyways, back IC)

IC:
Returning to the present scenario, which was sadly enough a little more realistic than a game of Warcraft, Michelle continued to the top floor, together with Frank, John and Miranda. (supporting John if he wants me to.)

"Let's talk about that when all the others are present, although a mall would be nice for supplies..."

"Need some help?" She asks John, walking up next to him and offering a shoulder to lean on.

"Anyways," she continues, "I think the mistake here was to draw attention..."
"The zombies outnumber us by about a hundred-thousand to one, so we should attack them on our terms. Surprise attacks, hit-and-runs, you know..."

She would have never guessed all those hours of watching her younger brother play online Warcraft 3 would ever come in handy...
All of this, it was just like fighting a ghoul-rushing undead with only a few peasants, hit, focus fire, withdraw and heal...

(OC: Firealarm going of, probably nothing, but better safe than sorry, BRB)

(OC: 't was nothing, someone bumped into a alarm button by accident. But still, it could also have been an accident at the organic chemistry department, releasing clouds of poisonous gas.
Someone once dropped a chlorine-gas cylinder, the building couldn't be used until the vapours had drifted away, two days later...\
Anyways, back IC)

IC:
Returning to the present scenario, which was sadly enough a little more realistic than a game of Warcraft, Michelle continued to the top floor, together with Frank, John and Miranda. (supporting John if he wants me to.)

Romanov jogged up to John, Michelle and the other survivors, and helped john walk up the ramp, he then began to speak.

"We must learn more about our enemy first in order to combat them, what they don't require unlike us is, food, supplies, sleep and they don't even have to breathe, that is what gives them an advantage over us, and they don't feel pain, but their greatest weakness is their stupidity and their slow movement, their only goal is to find flesh to feed on, preferably that of a human, we can think and can beat these things, but only if we work together, well except for stone, we have to utilize our strengths, and put aside our differences, we must know what each of us is capable of, and then we can overcome this menace, and then we can truly accomplish something."

Frank looked in a puzzled fashion at Stone.

"Either way, it's better than freezing to death out here. God knows these old bones can't take a night outside."

He climbs to his feet and hobbles after the others.

"Even though shopping centres are deathtraps in zombie movies, they're also the most logical choice - cliches be damned."

"it will take a lot to make it safe"said Stone as looks all of the them over

"So, we have a few ideas. We'll be able to escape in the mailvan parked just outside the parkade, don't worry about the outer barricade."

*Is assisted by Michelle and Romanov*

"Thank you. We already hve 3 locations figured out, but it would be best to find someplace the zombies can't even find, let alone get to. But, chances are such a place either doesn't exist or could very easily become a deathtrap.

The mall is pretty high visibilty, not only to zombies, but to people, freeloaders and looters as well, who will break down the defenses for the zombies and attract attention. I suggest we stay mobile, we already have a few ready made safehouses such as Xavier's house and some bunker, and due to thier size, location, and number of people inside, infestation would be almost none at this time. Still, I'd favor a quick stop at the mall, if only to barricade it, get some supplies, and leave before we undergo another siege."

He thinks for awhile.

"We also have the factory. It's pretty high security, once the loading doors are locked up at least, and it carries a fair amount of vital supplies."
(he doesn't specify what exactly the factory makes, and specificly avoids the question, Hint: FMC)

"well a house is better as you got barth room to clean yourself up in and rooms to sleep in, a bunker is no good is we have people who dont like small spaces,"said Stone then he checks the PDA
after checking his PDA he move out of the way
as no one can see his eye as they are block by the gasmasks they cant see that he close them and was a sleep standing up

Edit
OOC sorry i forgot to say he moving about keeping Watch

"So, we have a few ideas. We'll be able to escape in the mailvan parked just outside the parkade, don't worry about the outer barricade."

*Is assisted by Michelle and Romanov*

"Thank you. We already hve 3 locations figured out, but it would be best to find someplace the zombies can't even find, let alone get to. But, chances are such a place either doesn't exist or could very easily become a deathtrap.

The mall is pretty high visibilty, not only to zombies, but to people, freeloaders and looters as well, who will break down the defenses for the zombies and attract attention. I suggest we stay mobile, we already have a few ready made safehouses such as Xavier's house and some bunker, and due to thier size, location, and number of people inside, infestation would be almost none at this time. Still, I'd favor a quick stop at the mall, if only to barricade it, get some supplies, and leave before we undergo another siege."

He thinks for awhile.

"We also have the factory. It's pretty high security, once the loading doors are locked up at least, and it carries a fair amount of vital supplies."
(he doesn't specify what exactly the factory makes, and specificly avoids the question, Hint: FMC)

As they were walking up several thoughts entered romanov's head and he immediately spoke them out, "John are there any solar panels that are manufactured at the factory? If we could find a large enough car/truck(s), we could modify it, say make it nearly impossible to tip over, attatch solar panels to it so we can have a steady supply of power, and we could make it highly defensible when mobile, and when immobile. OR we could find a zeppelin or a blimp, maybe near a stadium, I've heard that they are capable of staying in the air for very long periods of time, and don't require a source of power to stay aloft. We could escape, and snipe the zombies."

He pulled down his mask exposing his mouth, and took a sip of vodka, "What do you think of that?"

Alec Rosman had been listening in on the conversation for the last few minutes and decided it was time for him to speak up.

Walking closer to the group he said, "All of those ideas seem like good ones, but we must also consider some other aspects of this. First, what happened to Mike and the others that went out for supplies? If we believe them to still be alive, then it would make some sense to remain here for a while and wait for their return. The zombies are currently unable to reach us and until that changes, we should have a better plan than just move about from building to building. We need to figure out how to stop the infestation or we will eventually run out to places to hide. One thing we can't do is underestimate the zombies, just because they don't use their brains doesn't me they are completely stupid. They still retain the minds of the people they were before, meaning they know their way around their respective areas of the city much better than we do.

The second order of business is what happens when we run out of ammunition? We need to find a more effective way of fighting the zombies than bullets. As it stands now, we waste more bullets on one zombie than we should. We need to create some incendiary devices and we also need to get some type of melee weapons. I would suggest heading back to the museum and grabbing swords from the exhibits. I volunteer to go myself since I know my way around it and can get out quickly if needed. Other people are welcome to accompany me but it isn't nescessary. Does anybody else have anything to add?"

"you will not last one hour out there"said Stone as he moves for his spot were he was sleeping

Abe was nearing the edge of the window when he decided that maybe he would let one of the smaller girls try the new escape rout. He turned to the others: "Well I know I haven't been formally introduced yet, but you can call me Abe, or Doc as Stone her likes to call me. I don't like just interrupt in your conversation, but more zombies have appeared". Pointing at a group of twenty or so entering the road in front of the garage. "On the other side of the parking garage you will find thirty zombies awaiting you. Yes, I did check. Outside the front door there are now nearing a group of fifteen of these creatures". He smiled devilish to the rest of the group. "However exiting your conversation maybe. I would suggest that you make up your minds quickly. Desides that you can not exit through out one of the ground level doors,there are more zombies coming and you will be trapped her if you not follow me over the line to the next building. From there we would hopefully be able to reach the roof and we may escape from roof top to roof top. Now what say you?

Abe was nearing the edge of the window when he decided that maybe he would let one of the smaller girls try the new escape rout. He turned to the others: "Well I know I haven't been formally introduced yet, but you can call me Abe, or Doc as Stone her likes to call me. I don't like just interrupt in your conversation, but more zombies have appeared". Pointing at a group of twenty or so entering the road in front of the garage. "On the other side of the parking garage you will find thirty zombies awaiting you. Yes, I did check. Outside the front door there are now nearing a group of fifteen of these creatures". He smiled devilish to the rest of the group. "However exiting your conversation maybe. I would suggest that you make up your minds quickly. Desides that you can not exit through out one of the ground level doors,there are more zombies coming and you will be trapped her if you not follow me over the line to the next building. From there we would hopefully be able to reach the roof and we may escape from roof top to roof top. Now what say you?

"Doc you lead them i cover you,oh i did pick this up at the police station you going to need it to call me"said Stone as hold it out

"Just one thing. The rope is not the strongest of its kind. We need to leave some of our ammo her".

"Just one thing. The rope is not the strongest of its kind. We need to leave some of our ammo her".

Stone thinks on this
"what if we use some down power lines as rope"said Stone

As they were walking up several thoughts entered romanov's head and he immediately spoke them out, "John are there any solar panels that are manufactured at the factory? If we could find a large enough car/truck(s), we could modify it, say make it nearly impossible to tip over, attatch solar panels to it so we can have a steady supply of power, and we could make it highly defensible when mobile, and when immobile. OR we could find a zeppelin or a blimp, maybe near a stadium, I've heard that they are capable of staying in the air for very long periods of time, and don't require a source of power to stay aloft. We could escape, and snipe the zombies."

He pulled down his mask exposing his mouth, and took a sip of vodka, "What do you think of that?"

"Interesting ideas...

Chances are, those who had ready access to the blimps have long since used them to escape, plus, solar heating of the gas bag limits endurance to about a week.

We have a few experimental M-113A4s that haven't made it to trials yet, they guzzle a little, but I doubt that would matter much if we travel only to get supplies and to refuel, though it would be cramped...

We may have some solar panels, but I doubt that we have any motors capable of moving the tank on that amount of power."

He pauese to think for about 5 seconds...

"We could go to the factory, outfit an armored battle wagon, and use that as a means of transportoion between safehouses and supplies as well as escaping zombie sieges. I'd suggest we get two, one exclusively for escapes, another for supply runs."

He then remembers the fight in the factory.

"Things in there would be a bit of a mess, the enviroment is hazardous even without zombies, as we have a few very powerful chemicals stored there, hazardous waste and such, not to meantion wrecked and faulty equipment that might collapse, outfitting the vehicles would take awhile, so, once inside, barricade the entrances, and be careful."

Stone not waiting for Doc to give him a yes or no goes off to get some
Min later he at a down power pole
"yes this will do nice"said Stone as gets a good length of cable

OOC: Arg... I hate my school schedule, I miss all this important stuff...

IC:

Walt too had been listening to the conversation. He personally liked the idea of the factory... although they would need some serious fuel to support an operation like that.

"I personally agree with the factory plan. I don't think going from rooftop to rooftop would be the best idea, since not all the buildings are quite the same height around here... however, I think there should be a vote on this. Once all the plans are setup, we should vote on them and go out with whichever wins..."

Having figured out his entire plan, except for getting off the roof, and then into the mailvan...

He set about looking, all he saw were cars, lots of cars, at great height...

"Do you think we can shove a few cars off the roof? You know, to block the entrances. we could then work our way down, and jump into the mailvan from the 2nd story as we give covering fire, it would help if some of us could make petrol bombss... As the cars up here won't need any gas to fall. We could evemn clear a path to the first hole by coasting a few cars down the ramp... Then pick another car after the hole and continue down."

"I still think it would be better to go for a supermarket or something, but a factory should be okay. Say, Stone, are you electricity proof or something? Power cables are sort of dangerous when they're downed..."

He stands, propping himself up on his rifle. All of a sudden, it occurs to him that the rifle is still empty, and slides a magazine in with a soft click.

"We haven't got time to vote. Let's just head for the factory - we'll be able to survive for at least tonight on what's left in there. Hopefully there'll be other survivors there - we need any help we can get."

"Main power grid appears to be down..."

"We Should at least tell the others what we plan on doing."

"Main power grid appears to be down..."

"We Should at least tell the others what we plan on doing."

"it went down when all this started"said Stone as he cliamb back up
"here i got a good length of cable that we can use"said Stone as he drop it to the ground

"That's odd. Well, it's probably best not to make a habit of it. We should try to get power back as well - there's not much we can do without electricity."

"That's odd. Well, it's probably best not to make a habit of it. We should try to get power back as well - there's not much we can do without electricity."

"the power plant not safe"said Stone as he checks his gear

"And might I ask just how you know this? There's little reason for zombies to be staying in a power plant."

Frank was beginning to dislike this 'Stone' character. He seemed to know too much about this to merely be another survivor in this pocket-apocalypse.

"I'd say we establish a single strongpoint first, then from there, we can branch out elsewhere. So far, I think a random house would be best to start with. From what you tell me.."
*Michelle turned to John*
"... The factory was overrun by zombies. I don't think we could clear the factory in our current condition"

*She turned back to the group again*
"Besides, we don't have time to clear and barricade an entire factory, look at how dark it is getting... A house would most likely be empty already, and need far less barricading. We can go to the factory tomorrow morning."

"As for getting out of here... We could ferry the smaller items in smaller portions, however..."
*She pointed at stone's big metal armour, a look of doubt on her face.*
"I don't think even a powercable could hold such a chunck of armour... You'll have to think of something else, or leave it behind"

"And might I ask just how you know this? There's little reason for zombies to be staying in a power plant."

Frank was beginning to dislike this 'Stone' character. He seemed to know too much about this to merely be another survivor in this pocket-apocalypse.
OOC nice play
IC

"i have eyes in the sky"said Stone as he Looks at the screen of the PDA
then he goes back to listening to the others

"I'd say we establish a single strongpoint first, then from there, we can branch out elsewhere. So far, I think a random house would be best to start with. From what you tell me.."
*Michelle turned to John*
"... The factory was overrun by zombies. I don't think we could clear the factory in our current condition"

*She turned back to the group again*
"Besides, we don't have time to clear and barricade an entire factory, look at how dark it is getting... A house would most likely be empty already, and need far less barricading. We can go to the factory tomorrow morning."

"As for getting out of here... We could ferry the smaller items in smaller portions, however..."
*She pointed at stone's big metal armour, a look of doubt on her face.*
"I don't think even a powercable could hold such a chunck of armour... You'll have to think of something else, or leave it behind"

"ill just jump arcoss"said Stone to her


OOC yes dont tell me i know what your going to say, yes a gap 100 mters or more he can't

"the power plant not safe"said Stone as he checks his gear

OOC
You can't expect us to believe that now it seems like your saying that so we can go wherever you want us to.

OOC
You can't expect us to believe that now it seems like your saying that so we can go wherever you want us to.

OOC you missing the point there more to Stone that they know
when the time cames Kamasha going to let you know about what me and Kamasha talk about

Frank looked out from the Parkade, shivering slightly as a chill came past.

The day was steadily becoming night, and they wouldn't be able to travel very far.

His house, of course, had already been broken into by the zombies, and the sea of dead were easily visible from this height.

Scanning over the horizon, he noticed a suburb that seemed fairly empty of zombies - hopefully that meant that they hadn't gotten to there yet.

"That one looks like a good place to start. It's a bit out of the way from the factory, but it'll do - besides, there could still be people there and we need all the help we can get."

Frank looked out from the Parkade, shivering slightly as a chill came past.

The day was steadily becoming night, and they wouldn't be able to travel very far.

His house, of course, had already been broken into by the zombies, and the sea of dead were easily visible from this height.

Scanning over the horizon, he noticed a suburb that seemed fairly empty of zombies - hopefully that meant that they hadn't gotten to there yet.

"That one looks like a good place to start. It's a bit out of the way from the factory, but it'll do - besides, there could still be people there and we need all the help we can get."

"now we just vote on what to do i think or do we have more ideas"said Stone
then move to the side
"oh look at that"said Stone then he drops a grenade over the side

OCC: Please keep occ stuff in the occ thread. That is what it is there for.

IC: Whatever we decide we should get going soon. It is becoming cold and I personaly don't want wake up tomorow finding half of the group frozen to death. We should find shelter from the cold, that should be our first prioriy. I say we start moving ASAP.

"Yes, let's. It's getting cold and if Stone here keeps dropping grenades over the edge we're going to be up to our necks in zombies soon enough."

He looks across to the nearest building.

"I couldn't get the cable across that. Stone, could you try to jump it?"

"Yes, let's. It's getting cold and if Stone here keeps dropping grenades over the edge we're going to be up to our necks in zombies soon enough."

He looks across to the nearest building.

"I couldn't get the cable across that. Stone, could you try to jump it?"

"one they know we here thanks to the Fire and yes i give you a hand"said Stone as he takes one end
"here goes"said Stone he takes a run up then jumps over

THUD as he lands on the other side

he ties his end to a strong pole
"ok at my end"yelled Stone back

Slightly astonished at the ease of which the group was about to escape from their 'fort', he sets himself down, and makes preparations while scanning the area below.*

*Cleans gun with unsettling amount of familiarity, looks at gun only when removing carbon from bolt-face, looks for the Inert gas tank he placed by the barricaeds earlier

He then tightens the splint and starts across to the other building.*

*Good leg trailing and hooked over wire, arms pulling him across to the other building, body on top of wire, bad leg acting as ballance, rifle slung on back, thick leather guantlets and apron prevent the cable from slicing his hands, legs, and body.

Stone covers the others as they cross the cable
"take your time,we dont want thing to happ because we to busy speeding along to take the time to be carefull"said Stone

Walt watched as member after member went across using the cable... he was deathly afraid of heights. That, and his upper body strength was fairly limited, so crossing that way wouldn't be much of an option. He walked nervously over to the edge of the roof and looks over. He knew if he fell, there'd be no surviving... he was a good 50 feet up, and even if he did somehow survive the fall, there was the swarm of zombies to worry about... securing the rifle over his shoulder, the revolver in its holster, and tightening the strap on his messenger bag, he got ready to go over...

As Max managed to collect him self from the freakish crash from which he somehow survived. He staggered back to the downed Littlebird as he looked around seeing the remnants of a once active bar. Beer mugs actually still half full though yet a ghostly sight as there was nobody.

Max holding his rifle sights at eye level he scanned the room as he walked up to the counter and picked up a magazine which had a news article circled in sharpie. It was that of a series of freakish and grueling murders occurring throughout the city. It tracked the series as they moved down from the surrounding mountains as they were originally expected to be a wild animal attack down into the city as speculation by investigators led the thought to be a rather large cult practicing cannibalistic rituals in which the victim would be eaten alive due to the bite marks left all over the victims bodies. Though the article was dated two weeks prior to the current date...

Placing the article back down he knelt down slinging his old radio off his back and ripping it out as it was now useless leaving an empty sack for a radio which he would use to hold surpluses of supplies which he would collect off his fallen comrades. Though as if 700 rounds of 6mm x 49mm caseless ammunition in 7x100 round Beta-C magazines wasn't enough he grabbed 3 more Beta-C magazines two more weeks worth of rations, and all of their dog tags. Lastly he grabbed the emergency transponder of the Littlebird ripping it out planning on using it for his own use. As turning it on for civilians to find soldiers whom aren't supposed to exist wouldn't be good for Integerian PR. So with the abundance of hard liquor around he grabbed several bottles of vodka and other assorted hard liquors, holstering his weapon to his back with its strap. As he tossed them into the plane causing them to smash and splash the liquid all over the aircraft and into the already leaking fuel. Drenching everything in flammable liquid. He then using his government issued Zippo lighter knelt down and lit the trail of liquid which ended at his feet. Within seconds a roaring flame engulfed half the bar and out its roof where the plane crashed through killing all of its passengers and Max's comrades. Though grief stricken it had happened so many times in his military career he learned to never get too attached to squad mates.

Walking out the bar as the fire spread now nearly engulfing it in its entirety he noticed he had been knocked out for quite a while as now it was nearly sun down. So his next plan of action would be to find survivors; and the two highest likely zones for survivors would be in the suburban area near his current position and a hospital much farther out.

So of course making the most logical choice his feet swiftly carried him in a jogging speed down the streets towards the near suburban neighborhood. His green eyes hidden by the visor of his helmet which not only was one way and blocked UV rays; was completely transparent one way and when bright out darkened to compensate, as well as a headset built in which not only listened to Military radio waves but public AM, and FM wavebands... It was truly state of the art in his opinion as it accommodated all of his soldierly needs.

[Max is on his way to meet up with you guys, hopefully.]

[Bump]

Integer;11963843']As Max managed to collect him self from the freakish crash from which he somehow survived. He staggered back to the downed Littlebird as he looked around seeing the remnants of a once active bar. Beer mugs actually still half full though yet a ghostly sight as there was nobody.

Max holding his rifle sights at eye level he scanned the room as he walked up to the counter and picked up a magazine which had a news article circled in sharpie. It was that of a series of freakish and grueling murders occurring throughout the city. It tracked the series as they moved down from the surrounding mountains as they were originally expected to be a wild animal attack down into the city as speculation by investigators led the thought to be a rather large cult practicing cannibalistic rituals in which the victim would be eaten alive due to the bite marks left all over the victims bodies. Though the article was dated two weeks prior to the current date...

Placing the article back down he knelt down slinging his old radio off his back and ripping it out as it was now useless leaving an empty sack for a radio which he would use to hold surpluses of supplies which he would collect off his fallen comrades. Though as if 700 rounds of 6mm x 49mm caseless ammunition in 7x100 round Beta-C magazines wasn't enough he grabbed 3 more Beta-C magazines two more weeks worth of rations, and all of their dog tags. Lastly he grabbed the emergency transponder of the Littlebird ripping it out planning on using it for his own use. As turning it on for civilians to find soldiers whom aren't supposed to exist wouldn't be good for Integerian PR. So with the abundance of hard liquor around he grabbed several bottles of vodka and other assorted hard liquors, holstering his weapon to his back with its strap. As he tossed them into the plane causing them to smash and splash the liquid all over the aircraft and into the already leaking fuel. Drenching everything in flammable liquid. He then using his government issued Zippo lighter knelt down and lit the trail of liquid which ended at his feet. Within seconds a roaring flame engulfed half the bar and out its roof where the plane crashed through killing all of its passengers and Max's comrades. Though grief stricken it had happened so many times in his military career he learned to never get too attached to squad mates.

Walking out the bar as the fire spread now nearly engulfing it in its entirety he noticed he had been knocked out for quite a while as now it was nearly sun down. So his next plan of action would be to find survivors; and the two highest likely zones for survivors would be in the suburban area near his current position and a hospital much farther out.

So of course making the most logical choice his feet swiftly carried him in a jogging speed down the streets towards the near suburban neighborhood. His green eyes hidden by the visor of his helmet which not only was one way and blocked UV rays; was completely transparent one way and when bright out darkened to compensate, as well as a headset built in which not only listened to Military radio waves but public AM, and FM wavebands... It was truly state of the art in his opinion as it accommodated all of his soldierly needs.

[Max is on his way to meet up with you guys, hopefully.]

Romanov was just about to get onto the wire next when something caught his eye, there was a cloud of smoke rising in a section of the town, "Uhh guys, you better come look at this, I think we got some more company, and it isn't zombies..."

"best send the recon droid(UAV) to look then"said Stone as he hit keys on the PDA to have a look

His NBC-Battle Suite (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v145/KGBFaTaLsHoT/NBC-BattleSuite.png) making him stick out like a sore thumb. His bright white G2A4 alung around his back as he ran forwards.

[I need to edit this post because as I enter the residential area will I be able to see you guys, or what your even doing? By the way what exactly is happening at this moment in the RP? ]

OOC: Um, guys, I've been really out of it for a while... can someone brief me on what's happening right now? :confused:

Integer;11965182']His NBC-Battle Suite (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v145/KGBFaTaLsHoT/NBC-BattleSuite.png) making him stick out like a sore thumb. His bright white G2A4 alung around his back as he ran forwards.

[I need to edit this post because as I enter the residential area will I be able to see you guys, or what your even doing? By the way what exactly is happening at this moment in the RP? ]
OOC we get up dates in the other thread, when the person who post it has time
IC
Stone was looking at the new person on the PDA screen
"so you have a Radio in your helmet too"said Stone to himself
Stone gets on to his Radio

#this Stone to the man in the NBC suite who the hell are you and were do you came from#

OOC: Um, guys, I've been really out of it for a while... can someone brief me on what's happening right now? :confused:
OOC
who are you in this

Romanov was just about to get onto the wire next when something caught his eye, there was a cloud of smoke rising in a section of the town, "Uhh guys, you better come look at this, I think we got some more company, and it isn't zombies..."

Walt spotted it just seconds after Romanov. Looking out, he wondered what it could have been... it was an awfully large smoke plume, and there wasn't exactly an explosion. That, and the smoke wasn't the black flaming kind that is normally associated with fuel... suddenly, it flared up as he watched the smoke turn jet black. "Hey Romanov... I think that's a pretty big vehicle out there..."

OOC: I know you said to keep this in the ooc thread, but this isn't a major thing. I just wanted to say that we can't actually see your character yet integer. We have 2 story+ rooftops all around, and I'm assuming your a few miles out. It'll probably be stone who sees you first.

OOC we get up dates in the other thread, when the person who post it has time
IC
Stone was looking at the new person on the PDA screen
"so you have a Radio in your helmet too"said Stone to himself
Stone gets on to his Radio

#this Stone to the man in the NBC suite who the hell are you and were do you came from#

His helmet still on a slightly fuzzy transmission came in asking who he was and where he was from. His helmet's mouthpiece was voice activated could also be turned off by voice command as it was trained to the users voice. He said out loud and in his helmet. "Max Robbins, I'm here to investigate what happened here. Intelligence from my nation tells showed that life simply ceased to exist here in only a matter of weeks. Do you know what happened?" After he spoke he slowed into a walking pace un-holstering his weapon and holding it at his side as he now scanned the houses around him. It was easy to get ambushed, then again it was easy to get cover. It would be a hellish fight if he were to be fired upon at the moment for it would be a ferocious house to house fight. Though his guard was up he wasn't even expecting to see a living thing for miles as the only human voice he had heard in several hours was over his head-set radio. But it only worked for local areas. Not for international transmissions. He then said into his mic "End Transmitting" for now at least when he spoke any listeners wouldn't hear his voice, he would now only be able to hear them. He then waiting for a response. Took of his helmet, a small ear piece with a transparent polymer coating around the wire lead back to the helmet as he held it under his arm and started to yell "Hello? Can anybody hear me?" At the top of his voice... His voice rather raspy, he cleared it and yelled the same thing again this time clearer and louder. His green eyes now visible as to sunlight without the visor protecting them.

Integer;11966358']

His helmet still on a slightly fuzzy transmission came in asking who he was and where he was from. His helmet's mouthpiece was voice activated could also be turned off by voice command as it was trained to the users voice. He said out loud and in his helmet. "Max Robbins, I'm here to investigate what happened here. Intelligence from my nation tells showed that life simply ceased to exist here in only a matter of weeks. Do you know what happened?" After he spoke he slowed into a walking pace un-holstering his weapon and holding it at his side as he now scanned the houses around him. It was easy to get ambushed, then again it was easy to get cover. It would be a hellish fight if he were to be fired upon at the moment for it would be a ferocious house to house fight. Though his guard was up he wasn't even expecting to see a living thing for miles as the only human voice he had heard in several hours was over his head-set radio. But it only worked for local areas. Not for international transmissions. He then said into his mic "End Transmitting" for now at least when he spoke any listeners wouldn't hear his voice, he would now only be able to hear them. He then waiting for a response. Took of his helmet, a small ear piece with a transparent polymer coating around the wire lead back to the helmet as he held it under his arm and started to yell "Hello? Can anybody hear me?" At the top of his voice... His voice rather raspy, he cleared it and yelled the same thing again this time clearer and louder. His green eyes now visible as to sunlight without the visor protecting them.

#i hear you,no i dont know what happen,but i do have some one in the group iam in who knows how all this started# Stone said back to Max

Hearing this he placed his helmet back on and stated out loud "Resume Transmission" a little chime sounded letting him know that know when he spoke he would be broadcasting. Now speaking back he said "Well what is your current position? I'm currently on Rosetta Str. and Royale Ave. due west of the smoke plume." His feet slowly carrying him as his armor and Special Ops issue cloths underneath to keep him warm as it was nearly dark. It was past sundown and it was now only residual light from the sun staining the clouds a long ways away lighting the area infront of Max. Though his current position was dark, and he could see street lights several miles behind him not lighting up. Which was odd, though he thought he'd give it 5 more minutes as he continued walking. With his helmet on and waiting for a response.

(OC: I updated the story-so-far and the party list in the OC thread, gather ye round, all, and beholdeth it!)
(OC2: Integer, please be carefull when telling things about how this event started, Kamasha indicated the incursion started rather suddenly, and not that it was heralded by strange "animal attacks" from the hills over the course of a few weeks. You could probably TG him if you want to know what exactly happened for your backstory)

"Wait! Wait! Before we all cross the cable, we should take as much supplies with us as we can!"

Michelle hurried to the goods that were scrounged and gathered in the fortification of the parkade. (In other words: stolen from all the cars we used for barricades)
(A few dirty blankets, one with dog hairs all over, probably from a dog bench, a couple of bottles of water, a nylon tow-cable that could double as a short rope and two filled lunchboxes.)

Gathering as much of it in her arms as possible, she starts handing it out to the other survivors.
"please carry this."
"Could you take this across the rope?"
"Hey, mind taking this with you?"

After she dealt out all the things, she stopped and thought for a moment.
"On second thought..." she said, taking the towcable back from the person she had given it to.
"This could probably be usefull now..."

She walked over to the powercable across the street, and clicked the hook of the towcable to the powerline. With a few deft movements of her fingers, she tied a knot in the cable, forming a loop.
"Use this as a safeguard when you cross..." she said to the group.

She paused a moment and, reaching into her backback, retrieved her 30 foot climbing rope. She tied it to the loose end of the towrope.
"There, now we can pull it back and reuse it too."

(OC3: Here's a quick picture of what I mean by towcable. You know, to tow away your car when you have engine trouble)

After that short instruction, she walked to the patrol car and popped the trunk, revealing the small armoury 'salvaged' from the police station.
Turning to Rosman, (After all, he seemed the most knowleadgeable person on weapons on this side of the rope, with all the guns strapped to him) she said:
"We should probably take as much of this as possible, but that'll be to heavy to carry. What do you recommend taking?"

(OC4: [URL=http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11906383&postcount=52]Here's (http://www.harborfreight.com/cpi/photos/47700-47799/47709.gif) What was put in the trunk in the first place)

Integer;11966428']Hearing this he placed his helmet back on and stated out loud "Resume Transmission" a little chime sounded letting him know that know when he spoke he would be broadcasting. Now speaking back he said "Well what is your current position? I'm currently on Rosetta Str. and Royale Ave. due west of the smoke plume." His feet slowly carrying him as his armor and Special Ops issue cloths underneath to keep him warm as it was nearly dark. It was past sundown and it was now only residual light from the sun staining the clouds a long ways away lighting the area infront of Max. Though his current position was dark, and he could see street lights several miles behind him not lighting up. Which was odd, though he thought he'd give it 5 more minutes as he continued walking. With his helmet on and waiting for a response.

#i hope you can see in the dark as there is no power,,but dont use light those dam thing can tell night from day,two look up you see a small flashing light that will lead you to the area that we are at#
said Stone over the Radio as he hit keys on the PDA

Walt took the stuff that was handed to him by Michelle and put it in his messenger bag. He watched as she put the tow cable on as a harness. He breathed a sigh of relief. It would be so much easier to get across that way, since he could attach it to his belt. He walked over to Romanov. "What do you think all that smoke is from?"

After that short instruction, she walked to the patrol car and popped the trunk, revealing the small armoury 'salvaged' from the police station.
Turning to Rosman, (After all, he seemed the most knowleadgeable person on weapons on this side of the rope, with all the guns strapped to him) she said:
"We should probably take as much of this as possible, but that'll be to heavy to carry. What do you recommend taking?"

"I would recommend taking the MP5's and the pistols as they are lightweight and we can carry more of them. The MP5's aren't shabby on the power side either so they should be good. We should also take one shotgun and the M4 in case we need heavier firepower, but no more than that. As it is we are already cutting real close to having too much weaponry for the number of people.

We should also try to investigate what happened to the party we sent out for food earlier," said Rosman as he bent over the trunk to grab the shotgun and M4 and a few pistols. Then gesturing towards the rope with a smile he said, "Ladies first."

John crossed the gap withoutincedent, but failed to notice the smoke plue at first. Upon looking back, he noticed that they were moving supplies such as food and water.

He wasn't much interested in the weapons they were bringing, as the MP5K was heavy and lacked accuracy, he couldn't see the berretas, and he already had a pistol and assualt rifle, though he hasn't used either for their intnded purpose yet.

He also lost interest in looking for a shotgun, as an assault rifle had a bigger clip, but he'd need to find a better supply of ammunition, as he was only given one clip.

He was thinking about finding a Ruger 10/22 or Mini-14.

OOC
(The MP5K has no stock, and a very short barrel, it also wieghs 2 kg empty, it might have a sling though)

true to his words Stone was coving the group by pouring lead down at the zombies then came a click
"dam jam"said Stone he just place his Rifle down and pulls out his .45mm
"now taste .45"said Stone as he opens up with it then sarts to sing down with the sickness

Walt took the stuff that was handed to him by Michelle and put it in his messenger bag. He watched as she put the tow cable on as a harness. He breathed a sigh of relief. It would be so much easier to get across that way, since he could attach it to his belt. He walked over to Romanov. "What do you think all that smoke is from?"

OOC: The others are coming, we have three choices, run, hide, or die. lol another LOST reference.

IC: "It looks like an explosion from a vehicle crash or something like that, I'm going to fire off a flare, it might distract zombies and let any possible survivors know of out location." He loaded up his flare launcher and aimed in the air, then he fired and watched as it flew up in the air and further away from their position.

OOC: The others are coming, we have three choices, run, hide, or die. lol another LOST reference.

IC: "It looks like an explosion from a vehicle crash or something like that, I'm going to fire off a flare, it might distract zombies and let any possible survivors know of out location." He loaded up his flare launcher and aimed in the air, then he fired and watched as it flew up in the air and further away from their position.

"waste of a Flare"said Stone
"iam using the recon droid to lead the person near us"Stone added

OOC: The others are coming, we have three choices, run, hide, or die. lol another LOST reference.

IC: "It looks like an explosion from a vehicle crash or something like that, I'm going to fire off a flare, it might distract zombies and let any possible survivors know of out location." He loaded up his flare launcher and aimed in the air, then he fired and watched as it flew up in the air and further away from their position.

Walt watched the flare fly away. He looked down at the zombies and watched as their heads tracked the light, and some of the ones on the outskirts of the mob started to break off in that direction. "Let's hope there're survivors..." Walt walked over to the rope. There was no one using it at the time, and most of the others looked distracted, so he figured he would have some time to attach himself to the cable and get across slowly without holding up the group. Double checking that all of his gear was safely harnessed to himself so it wouldn't fall, he took the tow cable and attached it to his leather belt. Going over the edge, he dangled momentarily from the power line. Noting that his belt and the tow cable were both in one piece, he began pulling himself along the cable to the other side... when he finally got there about 2 minutes later, he unharnessed, and shoved the tow cable back to the other side.

Stone stops shooting at the zombies
"that cuts the number down"said Stone as he picks up the Rifle to unjam it
*ping*as the jam round his the roof top

"one they know we here thanks to the Fire and yes i give you a hand"said Stone as he takes one end
"here goes"said Stone he takes a run up then jumps over

THUD as he lands on the other side

he ties his end to a strong pole
"ok at my end"yelled Stone back

"Stone! Couldn't you jump back, grab some supplies, and jump back to the other building with the supplies, and maybe take some people as well?!"

"Stone! Couldn't you jump back, grab some supplies, and jump back to the other building with the supplies, and maybe take some people as well?!"

"the numbers are down so i can do that"said Stone
then he jumps back over to the carpark

"the numbers are down so i can do that"said Stone
then he jumps back over to the carpark

"Here take me over first so I can keep watch!"

Following Rosman's advice, Michelle put one of the pistols under her belt and packed 10 clips of ammo in her backpack.

#looks kinda funny# she thought #bread and lead, life and death, all in one backpack...#

She asks several other survivors (most notably: Zero One and his team, Rosman himself, Romanov and Stone) to also arm themselves according to Rosman's advice.
"People, you heard our expert, please take whatever you can carry."

(OC1: Aurigae, I don't think our resourcing party ever left... Osteia never posted they left, and he was the unofficial party leader for that party. (not to mention for this one to... a shame he left)
Besides, most of the resource-gatherers are with us now, since they left the car when things got 'interesting' with Romanov. Also, that party would have taken the squad car we are now taking the guns out of, so I vote it never left.)

After goggling (no typo for googling) at Stone's amazing feat of strength, jumping across the gap, Michelle secured her backpack, checking all the straps one last time, and then hooks herself up to the improvised harness.
Hanging in the harness, she pulls herself across, protecting her hands from the sharp copper cable with her long woolen sleeves.

#Don't look down. Don't look down. Don't look... drats#
she thought, as she had inevitably looked down anyways.

There was a horde of zombies down there, only a mere 5 story fall away...
And all of them had raised their heads to look at Romanov's flare, giving Michelle the eerie sensation that they were looking at her.
She could imagine their fantasies, their dreams of ripping apart her warm flesh, clawing at her blood-saturated insides, biting down on her neck, digging into her brai...

With a vigourous shake of her head, she cleared her mind and continued pulling herself along the powercable until she reached the other side.
A little shaky, she dismounted and indicated the other side could pull back the harness. She joined Walt and looked down to the zombie filled streets
"I never was afraid of rope-crossings, but somehow it feels different if your life depends on it..." she said to him, her voice a little hoarse and trembling.
She took a deep breath to calm herself.



And another one.

"Here take me over first so I can keep watch!"
"yer ok"said Stone
after doing that Stone made three tirps to get gear

John takes a brace of Berreta pistols, mostly because he didn't expect to to get much use of the M-16. This also allowed him a pair for dual wielding, and a final back-up pistol when reloading is not possable.

After more consideratrtion, he set down the two pistols and settled for an MP-5K.

He then asked Stone if he could go back and fetch a full gas-can.
(5 gallon jerry can)

He then asked for some rope.

John takes a brace of Berreta pistols, mostly because he didn't expect to to get much use of the M-16. This also allowed him a pair for dual wielding, and a final back-up pistol when reloading is not possable.

After more consideratrtion, he set down the two pistols and settled for an MP-5K.

He then asked Stone if he could go back and fetch a full gas-can.
(5 gallon jerry can)

He then asked for some rope.

"ok"said Stone then heads back over
Stone picks up the rope then the can,then he turns the run to the side
"here i came"said Stone as he jumps back over

*Assuming can is full*

"Thanks..."

John takes the gas can and lashes it onto his back

*Assuming can is full*

"Thanks..."

John takes the gas can and lashes it onto his back

"fine"said Stone then heads over to the side of the building
he then turns to he others
"so what now,what are you lot thinking"said Stone as he drops a grenade behind his back to blow up the zombies that are moving down there

On Michelle's command, Rob fished out an MP5K from the pile of weapons. Since, of course, he had no more than two hands and no such room in his pack, he loaded the shotgun back into the car. He held the two weapons, the Desert Eagle and the machine gun, deciding which he would need now and which he might use later. He decided on the MP5K; the Desert Eagle he stowed in his pack. Who cared about accuracy? Any gun was enough to get the job done. Then again, there were the vampires. Oh well, at least he would have tried. Besides, Rosman was with them.

(OOC: OK now, what are we supposed to do next? Especially myself, with Osteia gone...)

Following Rosman's advice, Michelle put one of the pistols under her belt and packed 10 clips of ammo in her backpack.

#looks kinda funny# she thought #bread and lead, life and death, all in one backpack...#

She asks several other survivors (most notably: Zero One and his team, Rosman himself, Romanov and Stone) to also arm themselves according to Rosman's advice.
"People, you heard our expert, please take whatever you can carry."

(OC1: Aurigae, I don't think our resourcing party ever left... Osteia never posted they left, and he was the unofficial party leader for that party. (not to mention for this one to... a shame he left)
Besides, most of the resource-gatherers are with us now, since they left the car when things got 'interesting' with Romanov. Also, that party would have taken the squad car we are now taking the guns out of, so I vote it never left.)

After goggling (no typo for googling) at Stone's amazing feat of strength, jumping across the gap, Michelle secured her backpack, checking all the straps one last time, and then hooks herself up to the improvised harness.
Hanging in the harness, she pulls herself across, protecting her hands from the sharp copper cable with her long woolen sleeves.

#Don't look down. Don't look down. Don't look... drats#
she thought, as she had inevitably looked down anyways.

There was a horde of zombies down there, only a mere 5 story fall away...
And all of them had raised their heads to look at Romanov's flare, giving Michelle the eerie sensation that they were looking at her.
She could imagine their fantasies, their dreams of ripping apart her warm flesh, clawing at her blood-saturated insides, biting down on her neck, digging into her brai...

With a vigourous shake of her head, she cleared her mind and continued pulling herself along the powercable until she reached the other side.
A little shaky, she dismounted and indicated the other side could pull back the harness. She joined Walt and looked down to the zombie filled streets
"I never was afraid of rope-crossings, but somehow it feels different if your life depends on it..." she said to him, her voice a little hoarse and trembling.
She took a deep breath to calm herself.



And another one.

Walt watched her cross over. When she spoke to him, he replied: "Personally, I'm deathly afraid of heights... I'm just glad you had put that tow cable around the wire to hitch ourselves to, otherwise I would've had to get Stone to jump me across..." He took a deep breath himself as he watched the others gather weapons and supplies, and thought how strangely peaceful it was to be up here, and yet, just 50 feet below them writhed a mass of horrid death... he knew his parents must be down there. In fact, he wondered if they had been killed... or rather, re-killed. And if it was he that had killed them. He shuddered and took another deep breath to calm himself.

OOC: And as for what to do next hakeka, you should cross the power line to the other rooftop.

OOC: Great, I'll do that. Thanks, BTW.

IC: Rob ambled carefully across the wire. He dared not look down. Though he was unafraid of heights, those times he had stared down 1000 metres he had been on a solid surface. Of course, the power line was a solid surface. On the other hand, it wasn't nearly as wide. He kept going anyway, being careful to jump and avoid contact with the other building while one foot was on the line. He knew one could be fatally shocked this way; at least, he'd heard of it, and he didn't want to take any major risks.

OOC there are no vampires so stop going about them and if there are wait
and there is no Power
IC
Stone move to there side of the building away for the others

OOC: Great, I'll do that. Thanks, BTW.

IC: Rob ambled carefully across the wire. He dared not look down. Though he was unafraid of heights, those times he had stared down 1000 metres he had been on a solid surface. Of course, the power line was a solid surface. On the other hand, it wasn't nearly as wide. He kept going anyway, being careful to jump and avoid contact with the other building while one foot was on the line. He knew one could be fatally shocked this way; at least, he'd heard of it, and he didn't want to take any major risks.

OOC there is no power
the line you are going over Stone got from a down power line which is tied to one builing to the other

OOC there are no vampires so stop going about them and if there are wait
and there is no Power
IC
Stone move to there side of the building away for the others

:headbang: Whoops.

Abe were crossing the cable. He didnt like heights but there were no other way. He did not like the idea of being jumped over by a super soldier gun nut. Somehow he had started feeling left out by the group. He were wondering why none of them had started questioning him about his story in all this.
"Stone, there are nearly two million zombies in this city. I find the whole idea of "Lowering the numbers" quite pathetic. I cant possibly believe that even if you shoot up all our ammo you would have the slightest chance of even the ods. And shooting up flairs is actually the most stupid thing I have witnessed this entire day" he said as he were pointing towards a new group of zombies walking slowly toward them. "A week after the injection of the virus, the inflicted seamed to develop a greater ability to distigvich between light and dark. That flair were visible for many miles away from her. Especially with the light gone out all over the city". Within a hour I would guess that we would have many more zombies her, many more than even our own little group of "super soldiers" could handle. We need to get a move one. And we need to reach the army base outside the city fast. That is the key to get this problem solved".

Abe were crossing the cable. He didnt like heights but there were no other way. He did not like the idea of being jumped over by a super soldier gun nut. Somehow he had started feeling left out by the group. He were wondering why none of them had started questioning him about his story in all this.
"Stone, there are nearly two million zombies in this city. I find the whole idea of "Lowering the numbers" quite pathetic. I cant possibly believe that even if you shoot up all our ammo you would have the slightest chance of even the ods. And shooting up flairs is actually the most stupid thing I have witnessed this entire day" he said as he were pointing towards a new group of zombies walking slowly toward them. "A week after the injection of the virus, the inflicted seamed to develop a greater ability to distigvich between light and dark. That flair were visible for many miles away from her. Especially with the light gone out all over the city". Within a hour I would guess that we would have many more zombies her, many more than even our own little group of "super soldiers" could handle. We need to get a move one. And we need to reach the army base outside the city fast. That is the key to get this problem solved".

"Doc i was trying not to up set the others,and yes they are starting to get smart and i stop firing Flares long a go ,that last one was fired by one of the others"said Stone then he thinks
"to get there its best if its in something with armour"said Stone

Abe were crossing the cable. He didnt like heights but there were no other way. He did not like the idea of being jumped over by a super soldier gun nut. Somehow he had started feeling left out by the group. He were wondering why none of them had started questioning him about his story in all this.
"Stone, there are nearly two million zombies in this city. I find the whole idea of "Lowering the numbers" quite pathetic. I cant possibly believe that even if you shoot up all our ammo you would have the slightest chance of even the ods. And shooting up flairs is actually the most stupid thing I have witnessed this entire day" he said as he were pointing towards a new group of zombies walking slowly toward them. "A week after the injection of the virus, the inflicted seamed to develop a greater ability to distigvich between light and dark. That flair were visible for many miles away from her. Especially with the light gone out all over the city". Within a hour I would guess that we would have many more zombies her, many more than even our own little group of "super soldiers" could handle. We need to get a move one. And we need to reach the army base outside the city fast. That is the key to get this problem solved".

"Oh that was me sorry. So whats the story with you and all of this? Is there anything else we should worry about?" (OOC: Some mention or hint of the vampires, don't have to introduce them attacking us yet.)

"I'm kind of curious about that myself Doctor," commented Rosman as he hopped down from the rope onto the roof. Quickly he unslung the extra pistols and two MP5K's he took from the trunk set them on the ground and stared inquisitively at the doctor. "How do you know so much about what is going on?"

Stone was just watching the others members of the group as they were starting to want to hear Doc out on what he knows of the mess that they were in

John saw a scrawny kid crawling across another set of power lines.

#He didn't even tell anybody where he was going, and has no cover... guess I should go with...#

"Eh, I'm going over to the next house, to see if there are less zombies over there..."

John then shoots the compressed gas cylinder by the barricade with one well aimed shot from his M-16, breeching a massive hole as the cylinder sputtered around the parkade, knoking down and dismembering a few zombies, the zombies then instinctively rush in.

"I'll take them awhile to turn around, and even longer for them to get out, so now we only need to handle those that don't walk into the parkade."

He then slings the M-16 and MP-5K over each shoulder, and has the 9 mm pistol tuckked somewhere in one of his many pockets, and then mounts up onto the 2nd wire same as the first.

The 5 gallons of gasoline caused some apparent issues with balance, which he then remedied by tying it to his bad leg and letting it dangle beneath him as he slid across the wire (which is too far for stone to jump).

"Just like the good ol' days..."

OCC: I will be gone for a few days now. Going to another city. In ic I would advice you all to get a safe house. Then I would, just for the fun of it be attacked by hords of zombies. I will be back around thuesday

(OC1: "Vampires" are not official yet. They were introduced by one of the players, but Kamasha, this RP's local Divine Being / Gamemaster, has not approved them, so technically they don't exist and the entire original vampire encounter never happened.
Relax, Kamasha has assured us that we will encounter bad-ass monsters eventually. Until then, it's quantity over quality ;) )

IC:
Together with Walt, Michelle breathed in deeply again.
#I hope whatever it is isn't airborne# she thought.
#Or else that very breath may have signed my fate...#
She imagined dozens of tiny icosahedral particles digging into her lung-follicles.
With another shake of her head, she cleared the thought.
"Don't mention it, I personally had no appetite in risking a fall into... that"
She pointed down at the writhing masses down below.
"10 out of 10 times it works without the harnass, but considering Murphy's Law, if it would ever go wrong, now would be the time... And that would be a bit of a sad way to go, wouldn't it"
She attempted a chuckle at her morbid joke, but it didn't sound very convinced. To be more honest, a sad look could be seen on her face, plastered away under an artificial mask of resolve and optimism.
An awkward silence fell as she stood next to the, what was he, teenager? adolescent? young man?
#Gods, he's to young to be in this mess...#
#Then again, so am I, and#
she thought of Frank, with his grey hair and pyjamas
#actually, we're all to young for this#
She sighed for no particular reason but to break the silence.


When Doc started to talk about "army base"s and "only solution"s, Michelle's interest was piqued. She breaks of from Walt, and heads for the Doc.

"What do you mean 'The army base is the only solution'? What could possibly help us from that old base? There's nothing there but a couple of foot-soldiers, isn't it? Or is there something we don't know..."
She planted herself next to Rosman, arms crossed, attempting to look a little intimidating.
Who was this strange guy? He had come pouring in with all the other survivors, and in all the commotion (she thought back at the intense showdown between Romanov and the rest of the group) she hadn't really gotten to talk to him. This new information meant she planned on changing that...

the lens in Stone gasmask glow as he just stand there then there was a beep from the PDA
Stone looks at it
after looking at the PDA Stone walks to the side and jumps over Rilfe blasting away at the zombies as he falls

Walt was about to go over to the group with the doctor when he saw Stone going to the edge and jump.
#What in the hell?!?!?#
He ran to the edge to see Stone falling down into the mass of zombies. He didn't bother to see him hit the ground, and ran to the group.

"Sorry to interupt guys, but I think we've got a problem here! Stone just jumped over the edge!!!" Again not bothering to see who replied, he ran back to the edge to see how Stone was faring.

OOC: I thought this was funny... this thread is now at 666 posts =D

"roarrrrrrrrrr"yelled Stone as he use brute force to fight his way through them
what the others would see is a mix battle of gun fire ,fist, feet, Rilfe butt and the bayonet
then cames a boom as Stone fires a buckshot from the 40mm

"fuck"said Stone as a zombie got hold of a arm
Stone rips the head off it with his free hand and sends it flying
the battle moves away from sight of the others

OOC you can still hear gun fire
and if they want to know what he up to ,Docs get a Radio that Stone hand him on top of the carpark
oh and i think this song best fit the scene
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Twpp9MYreks

"SWEET GRANDMOTHER OF JESUS!!!" shouted Romanov as he saw the slaughter that had commenced from the rooftoop... :eek: Romanov looked down at stone, as he knocked several zombies up into the air, Romanov then remembered that there was another survivor near the plume of smoke, he got an idea, "I need some volunteers that are willing to go with me towards the plume of smoke where there is another survivor! We should take this oppurtunity while stone distracts the zombies! We will need a radio or some other device to remain in contact with the rest of you, and a durable vehicle with a full tank of fuel. Everyone else who doesn't volunteer should continue towards the shelter Xavier mentioned, if we most likely won't make it back we will fire of ONE flare, if this happens by accident I will fire of another so you know that it was an accident! Now who will come with me?" Romanov gave a quick glance towards Walt who he had grown to trust during the time that he had been at the parkade, and hoped he would get the idea that he was hoping he would volunteer, "And stone keep beating the living shit out of those god damn zombies!!!" Romanov looked at the group of survivors as they listened to his speech, and waited for one of them to reply.

John decided to give a try at his way of killing zombies...

He walked to the edge, looked down, shouted at them, they looked up, then he unfastened the gas tank from behind his back, asked for a flare to be shot down at the zombies upon command.

He then poured the gasoline onto the zombies from about 5 stories up...

He asked for someone to shoot them with a flare... No response, everybody was apparenty watching Stone...

So he improvised... he cycled through the bullets inside the M-16 mag until he found a tracer, chambered it, and fired it into the petrol soaked zombies, the resualts, though not exactly an explosion, they erupted into a wall of flame, those on fire quickly fell, blocking the progress of the other zombies, some of them continued to walk into the fire due to the sheer wieght of the crowd pressing them into the flames...

"Groupthink... it works against zombies and humans.." Said John as he placed the bullets bak into the magazine.

OOC:
Yes, I know that isn't the correct usage of the term 'groupthink' but I forgot the correct term...
Mob mentality...

Stone had now finish one part of his plan
"right now they have time to do what they need to do,now to move to part two of my plan get food for them"said Stone to himself as fe fries 40mm
boom as it wastes some zombies

"SWEET GRANDMOTHER OF JESUS!!!" shouted Romanov as he saw the slaughter that had commenced from the rooftoop... :eek: Romanov looked down at stone, as he knocked several zombies up into the air, Romanov then remembered that there was another survivor near the plume of smoke, he got an idea, "I need some volunteers that are willing to go with me towards the plume of smoke where there is another survivor! We should take this oppurtunity while stone distracts the zombies! We will need a radio or some other device to remain in contact with the rest of you, and a durable vehicle with a full tank of fuel. Everyone else who doesn't volunteer should continue towards the shelter Xavier mentioned, if we most likely won't make it back we will fire of ONE flare, if this happens by accident I will fire of another so you know that it was an accident! Now who will come with me?" Romanov gave a quick glance towards Walt who he had grown to trust during the time that he had been at the parkade, and hoped he would get the idea that he was hoping he would volunteer, "And stone keep beating the living shit out of those god damn zombies!!!" Romanov looked at the group of survivors as they listened to his speech, and waited for one of them to reply.

Walt smiled as he listened to Romanov's speech. He'd always wanted to meet the family of the Mikhail Kalashnikov, ever since he'd written that paper about the AKM in his freshman year of high school. Now would be his chance. After Romanov finished the speech, and some of the others were clearing away, he stepped forward to Romanov. "I think I'll help you with this one... tell me when to go and I'll be more'n happy to go with ya." Walt understood the dangers involved... if he didn't make it back, he'd probably die a horrible painful death at the hands of a horde of zombies... but he would do it. For his pride, dignity, and sense of honor. He had realized a while back that he had nothing left from this, and he decided he'd help this new group as much as he could.

OOC specking of the other survivor do we know whats going on
as he being lead by the UVA to some were near the carpark

IC
Stone was now inside a store placing food in a backpack he find along the way
"chips, can food ,two bottles of water , some fruit and some wrap sandwichs"said Stone to himself as he pack the bag
there was a noise behind him
Stone turns around
"oh you find me"said Stone to the zombies as he opens up on them with the hand gun so he can pick up the bag with the other hand
but first he turns on some music on the helmet
he picks up the bag and starts to fight his way out of the store

Walt smiled as he listened to Romanov's speech. He'd always wanted to meet the family of the Mikhail Kalashnikov, ever since he'd written that paper about the AKM in his freshman year of high school. Now would be his chance. After Romanov finished the speech, and some of the others were clearing away, he stepped forward to Romanov. "I think I'll help you with this one... tell me when to go and I'll be more'n happy to go with ya." Walt understood the dangers involved... if he didn't make it back, he'd probably die a horrible painful death at the hands of a horde of zombies... but he would do it. For his pride, dignity, and sense of honor. He had realized a while back that he had nothing left from this, and he decided he'd help this new group as much as he could.

"Thank you my friend, but we will need some more volunteers and a vehicle that can hold 4-7 people, including room for whoever survived, but I think that Xavier, Michelle, and stone should stay here and not go with us, Xavier needs to take everyone else who doesn't volunteer to the shelter he mentioned, and michelle has apparently taken the role of a leader in our group." He looked at the survivors and noticed that the other girl Miranda had a strong look of confidence and disdain in her face, as if she was capable of surviving on her own without everyone else, he walked over to her and said, "Would you like to come with us Miranda?"

OOC: We could go by her house, and she could get her stuff, but we don't know that. ;)

(OC: AK, did you talk that "confident look" part over with Tocrowkia? So far she has been (rather succesfully) playing the part of 'panicky woman', so your observation may not be completely accurate)

At Stone's jumping over the edge:
#What The! Why did he do that?#
Seeing the carnage he is causing, she whispers to herself
"Why Stone, why? Even in that suit of yours, this is madness..."


During Romanov's speech, Michelle developed a little blush when he mentioned her...
"Well, I wouldn't call myself 'the leader'.. But if you guys want, I'll accompany Xavier to his bunker."

"I hope you'll be able to find transport, since most of our vehicles are now locked up in the parkade."
She briefly glares at several of those responsible for the barricade breakage.
"If you can, try to make a stop at the police station, maybe you can find some more radio's there. Don't forget to take all the extra batterypacks you can find. Maybe even a charger in case we manage to get power back."

(OC2: Don't forget: Night is still falling, it's practically dark already)

"Other than that, we may want to await tomorrow's dawn before we split up. I know I'd feel a lot safer tonight if we were in a bigger group for the night. Now would probably be best to take advantage of Stone's distractive manoeuver and get away from this 'hotspot' of zombies and find a safe place for the night."

OOC Cornflakeistan get her to ask Stone when he gets back
and you can call him you know

IC
Stone had food for the other but was given them more time to do what they need to do
"that it came after me like good zombies"said Stone
"now i kill some of you"said Stone he opens up on them

OOC
Um, it was nightfall when we entered the parkade...

Tis dawn...

Unless you are implying that the little barricade fiasco lasted a whole day...

[Sorry for my inactivity guys, failing 2 classes need to catch up. =/]

Integer;12006401'][Sorry for my inactivity guys, failing 2 classes need to catch up. =/]

oOC: No problem, hasn't been much going on here anyway, so you're perfectly alright.

IC: "Sounds like a plan. Personally though, I think we all get some rest before we go out there. I don't think any of us have really had a chance to sleep since over 24 hours ago, and we should get some sleep and get refreshed before we head out. One of us should probably stand watch just in case something happens... but I think we should be moving by noon. That way, everyone will have had at least a few hours of sleep..." Walt suddenly felt himself becoming exhausted, physically and mentally. He hadn't slept since the day before, and had been running solely on the caffeine he had had the day before, and the adrenaline from the nights fighting.

Stone was moving backward firing his gun as he did in a mass of undead
when he tip over some thing make him miss his aim and fire his 40mm round in to a tanker and not into the mass as he like too
BOOM as it went up
"shit that was not what i wanted to do"said Stone as he gets up

"Thank you my friend, but we will need some more volunteers and a vehicle that can hold 4-7 people, including room for whoever survived, but I think that Xavier, Michelle, and stone should stay here and not go with us, Xavier needs to take everyone else who doesn't volunteer to the shelter he mentioned, and michelle has apparently taken the role of a leader in our group." He looked at the survivors and noticed that the other girl Miranda had a strong look of confidence and disdain in her face, as if she was capable of surviving on her own without everyone else, he walked over to her and said, "Would you like to come with us Miranda?"

OOC: We could go by her house, and she could get her stuff, but we don't know that. ;)

"Of course...not really like I have anywhere else to go, do I..?"

"Of course...not really like I have anywhere else to go, do I..?"

"Good, thanks for volunteering, we need about one or two more people, where is the man I found in the tree? And possibly someone with a fair ammount of knowledge about vehicles, so we can find a good transport. We should rest though as it was suggested earlier." Romanov took a drink of his vodka, and sat against a wall and slowly fell asleep...

OOC: If the other volunteers could perhaps find one or two more people to join us while I'm asleep, that'd be nice.

Integer;12006401'][Sorry for my inactivity guys, failing 2 classes need to catch up. =/]

OOC: I know how it feels buddy. ;) I guess my guy could start taking Osteia's position among the survivors, since he isn't posting anymore.

OOC: I know how it feels buddy. ;) I guess my guy could start taking Osteia's position among the survivors, since he isn't posting anymore.

OOC i think he stop post in other threads too
IC
Stone moves away from the tanker he blown up not meaning to, as smoke pours up into the sky

"man its time to find someway to hide" said Stone to himself

"Thank you my friend, but we will need some more volunteers and a vehicle that can hold 4-7 people, including room for whoever survived, but I think that Xavier, Michelle, and stone should stay here and not go with us, Xavier needs to take everyone else who doesn't volunteer to the shelter he mentioned, and michelle has apparently taken the role of a leader in our group." He looked at the survivors and noticed that the other girl Miranda had a strong look of confidence and disdain in her face, as if she was capable of surviving on her own without everyone else, he walked over to her and said, "Would you like to come with us Miranda?"

OOC: We could go by her house, and she could get her stuff, but we don't know that. ;)

After finishing off the last dreggs of gasoline,

John volunteered to go with, since he knew of where Xavier's house was.

"Just prop me in the back seat and I'll handle myself..."

He hobbles to his feet, though obviously in some degree of discomfort (it was hard to tell, as he hid the throbbing pain underneath jokes and smiles, or simply an apathetic attitude towards his own well being when weighed against the group's needs)

"fuck me"said Stone as he buck a chainsaw blade caming at him
"die you monster"yelled some who had gone nuts who was waving chainsaw at Stone
"look man am not one"said Stone trying to talk to him as move about so he dont get hit by the saw
as Stone was doing this he did not see the other nut move up behind him with a bat

next thing Stone wakes up with a chainsaw biting in to his leg
"arrrr fuck you"yelled Stone as he kicks out knocking the man over

Stone with a bad leg gets up only to feel a knife
"fuck you"said Stone as he turn around and ram his hand into a woman chest who as wearing someones face as a mask and metal pin sticking out of her body

"ssspop"was made as Stone rips her heart out of her chest
the man with chainsaw gets up and guns it
Stone turns to face him and other who now show up to help,as he looks at them he drop the heart to the floor
"came on ill take you all on"said Stone

OOC if you seen ghost of mars that what they look like
http://www.clubdesmonstres.com/ghostmars002.jpg

Stone had lose it big time something or someone in side of him as going to kill kill
Stone was riping heads ,arms and legs off people
Stone beat one of them to death with leg he just rip off some "fuck yoouuu" he yelled as he did it

the Time Stone finish he turn the room in to a blood bath
if the others came across the building he was in they would be sick

all around the room there was gut,hearts he rip out of there chests,head and bodys impale on things and let not forget body with no arms, legs or heads

Stone goes over to his gear and picks it up and head out limping as he gose out
Stone stop he just spoted a female lock up in a cage in a side room of the hall he was walking down
Stone goes in

"plesae dont hurt me"said the female how was scared as hell and was more scared now as she heard the screams of the one who look her up as they died

"did they lock you in this ask Stone

"yesss youu killed them"said the female as she looks at Stone who was coved in blood and other thing

"yes i killed them as they try to kill me,you are safe now"said Stone as he rips the cage door off

"thank you"she said as she gets up from the floor of the cage but past out half way off it

Following Romanov's example, he went over to find his own corner of the roof and he too went to sleep... his last thoughts before sleep took over, was how they were going to survive the day's journey to find the survivor.

OOCsorry if its me me me but i got the story in my head and i got to get it out before i forget
IC

the young woman wakes up to find herself naked and in Stones bed roll
she looks around the room she and spots Stone gasmask and helmet on a table,then she spots him standing look outa winbow

"your the one who saved me"she said to him

"you find a clean outfit and sandwichs next to you"said Stone to her not turming around

the woman eat the food and got change as she was doing this Stone just keeps looking out the winbow

"my names is Rose mary, what do i call you"ask Rose as she walks over to him
"Stone"said Stone

"let me see your face"ask Rose

Stone turns and looks down into her eyes
"please knee"ask Rose

Stone knees but his face show the pain of doing it
"thank you"said Rose then kiss him on the lips

unknown to Rose she was the only one to see Stones face

Write it down on a word procesor, and copy paste them in the place of timely bumps later on...

Spoon feed it...

Perfect it while you wait for a good time to post.

Write it down on a word procesor, and copy paste them in the place of timely bumps later on...

Spoon feed it...

Perfect it while you wait for a good time to post.
OOC
well do it never came to me
iam going to leave it that you find Stone and Rose
and may be that building too
when you find him he will have the helmet and gasmask back on and still cover in blood

Write it down on a word procesor, and copy paste them in the place of timely bumps later on...

Spoon feed it...

Perfect it while you wait for a good time to post.

OOC: Yeah Integer can continue posting without having to wait for a reply, unless he is contacted on the radio, so he could start goin' rambo until we find him, killing zombies, and maybe there could be people (other survivors) who are like bandits and they raid stores for food, just to keep it interesting until vampires show up, maybe the bandits could get killed by them or something, I read about those people in the Zombie Survival Guide.

IC: Romanov woke up and noticed he had gained another volunteer (OOC: Those Weird People) and decided it was time to find a vehicle and prepare for their journey towards the the smoke in search of the survivor, after they re-visited the police station... "Are you ready to get going my friends? Find some weapons and supplies for us, and see if there are any good vehicles on the street!" He took another sip of vodka...

OOC if read my posts you got blood and guts
dam they move the reply button again

Rose had gone back to sleep in Stones bed roll as he keeps watch
Stone looks down to the street through the lens of the gasmask from the second storey of a building
"fuck this city"said Stone

OOC if read my posts you got blood and guts
dam they move the reply button again

Rose had gone back to sleep in Stones bed roll as he keeps watch
Stone looks down to the street through the lens of the gasmask from the second storey of a building
"fuck this city"said Stone

OOC: Wait whats going on right now, and who is rose? Is this a flashback or something? I'm confused... (post on the OOC thread btw).

After finishing off the last dreggs of gasoline,

John volunteered to go with, since he knew of where Xavier's house was.

"Just prop me in the back seat and I'll handle myself..."

He hobbles to his feet, though obviously in some degree of discomfort (it was hard to tell, as he hid the throbbing pain underneath jokes and smiles, or simply an apathetic attitude towards his own well being when weighed against the group's needs)

OOC: We aren't going to xaviers house we're stopping by the police station and might pass mirandas place, on the way to find Integers guy.

OOC: We aren't going to xaviers house we're stopping by the police station and might pass mirandas place, on the way to find Integers guy.

And where do you plan to go after that?

OOC: We aren't going to xaviers house we're stopping by the police station and might pass mirandas place, on the way to find Integers guy.
OOC
you not have to look far as he near

OOC:
He is?

I thought he was roughly 6 to 12 miles away...

OOC:
He is?

I thought he was roughly 6 to 12 miles away...

OOC Stone told him to follow the uva flashing light over the radio
so if we say thats what he was doing hes not that far

Rose wakes up from a nightmare screaming
Stone goes over and knees next to her not show the pain in he talks to her
"it ok Rose"said Stone
"what they did to the other swho were not zombies"said Rose as she hugs him
"i killed them Rose they will not be doing it to no more people"said Stone as he hugs her back

a hour past and Stone gets up walks back to the winbow

"do you ever sleep"ask Rose
"yes"said Stone
"were"ask Rose
"well in that bed roll that you are sleeping or standing up"said Stone
"you can sleep standing"ask Rose
"yes"said Stone

Rose gets up and walks over to Stone

"your tall,do you ever take this off"she said as she runs a finger over his suit

"from the time this mess started i have not,your the only one to see my face thanks to them taking my helmet and gasmask off"said Stone

"do have to waer it when you with me"ask Rose
"ok when iam with you i will not wear them,but when we are with the gourp i told you about i will not take it off"said Stone as he takes off the helmet and gasmask

"when will that be"ask Rose
"when the time cames"said Stone as he looks into her eyes

OOC: Yeah Integer can continue posting without having to wait for a reply, unless he is contacted on the radio, so he could start goin' rambo until we find him, killing zombies, and maybe there could be people (other survivors) who are like bandits and they raid stores for food, just to keep it interesting until vampires show up, maybe the bandits could get killed by them or something, I read about those people in the Zombie Survival Guide.

IC: Romanov woke up and noticed he had gained another volunteer (OOC: Those Weird People) and decided it was time to find a vehicle and prepare for their journey towards the the smoke in search of the survivor, after they re-visited the police station... "Are you ready to get going my friends? Find some weapons and supplies for us, and see if there are any good vehicles on the street!" He took another sip of vodka...

Getting up along with Romanov, he listened closely to the speech. He tried to remember if there were any operable looking vehicles when he was walking to the parkade, and couldn't immediately think of any. He hoped that they would find some as they traveld. Checking the AR-15 once again, he switched out the mostly full magazine for one that was completely full. Then, after chambering a round and safing the rifle, he put another bullet in the revolver to fill the cylinder, and made sure his crowbar was nice and safe in the messenger bag. "Yup... ready when you are..."

OOC dont forget there are no ramps as they were blown up

OOC dont forget there are no ramps as they were blown up

OOC: We're all on the roof of another building... the parkade has been left.

OOC: We're all on the roof of another building... the parkade has been left.

OOC yes next door to it your not that far *thinks* cars on the lower level you can get to and use

And where do you plan to go after that?

OOC We plan to go to the bunker Xavier mentioned earlier.

Getting up along with Romanov, he listened closely to the speech. He tried to remember if there were any operable looking vehicles when he was walking to the parkade, and couldn't immediately think of any. He hoped that they would find some as they traveld. Checking the AR-15 once again, he switched out the mostly full magazine for one that was completely full. Then, after chambering a round and safing the rifle, he put another bullet in the revolver to fill the cylinder, and made sure his crowbar was nice and safe in the messenger bag. "Yup... ready when you are..."

IC: "I see a car down there, it seems to be in good condition." Just as Romanov motioned towards the car it broke down and exploded, "Ok ummm theres another one." He pointed towards the other car...

Rose goes and lay on the bed roll
"take your armour off and came lay next me"said Rose to Stone
"i dont think i should"said Stone

"its not like we going to do some thing"said Rose
to herself she was thinking
*we may do later when i got to know more big boy*

"i guess it would not hurt me"said Stone
Stone takes his armour off to show he was wearing urban camo BDU under it

"now came lay next to me and blow out that candle"said Rose

Stone puts out the candle and goes lay next to her but he all so lays his weapon next to him

OOC We plan to go to the bunker Xavier mentioned earlier.



IC: "I see a car down there, it seems to be in good condition." Just as Romanov motioned towards the car it broke down and exploded, "Ok ummm theres another one." He pointed towards the other car...

Walt laughed as it exploded, simply because it was such a random and comic moment in all of this mess. Several zombies wandered towards it and lit on fire, lighting some of the nearby zombies on fire along with them. Eventually, they fell over, and none of the others lit on fire. He followed Romanov's finger to the other car. It looked to be in pretty decent shape and in no danger of exploding any time soon. He looked at the AR15 and realized the scope was still attached.. "Hold on a sec Romanov... lemme check to see if it even has keys before we wander out there..." He shouldered the rifle and looked through the window of the car to see if there were keys in it. He didn't see any in the ignition slot. He almost stopped looking when he remembered that a lot of times they were left on the center console... so he quickly checked there. Voila! Keys. "Ok... looks good, there's keys on the center console. You know how to drive American cars right, dude?" he said rather casually to the Russian.

Stone wakes to find Rose was no long next to him, but had lit the candle and changing the bandage around his leg

"how you get this"ask Rose as she finishing taking the old bandage off, that Stone put on
"they put a chainsaw to my leg,you live here"said Stone as Rose start to clean the wound

"yer i was going to collage here,you lean first aid in training"said Rose who finish cleaning the wound and puting a new clean bandage from Stone first aid kit

"yup,you live on or off the grounds"said Stone as Rose finishing up the job

"off , iam renting a house near it as Mum and Dad got me a German Shepherd before i left home,but i dont know if Trigger still alive"said Rose

"may be we stop by and see"said Stone

"how by walking, my home some way off from here and there are a hell of a lot of undead"said Rose

"when i left the group i had a plan, 1 lead a hell of a lot of those things away from them, 2 get food , 3 pick up some thing spoted by my UAV"said Stone

"you got one of those in the sky"ask Rose as she move closer to him
"yes and this is what iam going for"said Stone showing her the PDA

"a Army Humvee"said Rose looking at the screen
"yes a HMMWV or Humvee as you lot call it and its near,you now how to dive"said Stone

"shit yer,why you ask"ask Rose

"as you are now with me you can dive,as i man the .50 cal"said Stone

"fine by me,i like to add that my Dad is a nam vet and showed me how to use guns so i can keep myself safe, but its been some time that i have use one "said Rose as she keeps looking at the screen

"fine we pick it up and the weapons and ammo from the fallen,an check your home and then go back to the group"said Stone

"when"ask Rose as she stands up
"in one hour"said Stone as he gets up and starts to put on the armour

OOC that was the beep from the PDA was before he left the group

(OC1: Stone, nice love interest ;)
May I suggest not making Rose an experienced combatant with all sorts of gun experience? It's way cooler (and more challenging) to protect someone who can't do it (his/her)self.
Imagine the roleplay opportunities if Rose were cornered by a zombie, without a gun to shoot it (or not knowing how to use it), and then Stone has to fight his way through a dozen undead to reach her in time, smashing the zombies everywhere, pulling the final zombie away just before he was sinking his teeth into her. After that, she breaks into crying in your arms, and you have to carry her away, beating of zombies with your other hand.

Now compare that to: "A zombie was coming at Rose, she took the pistol Stone had given her, and shot it in the head. It died"

It's only a suggestion of course, disregard it at will ;)
)

(OC2: Isa, I know we have a radio, but you gave it to Abe. Michelle isn't going to ask for it for something as 'simple' as asking what the hell you had in mind when you effectively suicided (as she sees it))

IC:
@ sleep thing:
Michelle distributed the blankets among the survivors, so they would at least stay a little warm tonight. She unrolled her sleepingbag, and then crawled inside herself. The moment her head touched the ground, she was asleep, exhausted physically, mentally and emotionally, sleeping a dreamless sleep.

The next morning, when everyone wakes up:
Michelle opened her eyes. It was still dark. Then she realized she had covered her head with her sleepingbag.
#ouch, I'm all stiff# she thought
#Where did we set up tents this time? of all the places in the woods, we chose the only rocky outcrop or something?#

Then, slowly, yesterday's event started to come back to her.
She wasn't on a nice hiking trip through the nearby woods.
She wasn't sleeping on a rocky outcrop
She was waking up on a cold concrete roof, in a city, overrun by the undead echoes of those she loved.

Suddenly, all the warmth and comfort the sleepingbag gave her didn't feel so warm and comfortable anymore.
Reluctantly, she crawled out of the sleepingbag again.

She noticed she had slept in her clothes. #Ugh, I smell# she thought to herself...

Gazing out over a dark town, she halfheartedly tried to stretch her stiff limbs
#that's what you get for sleeping on hard ground#
Looking around, she saw a few of the other survivors walking around like stiff planks too.

She looked at the parkade, the place she had wanted to turn into their new, if temporary, home to await rescue. A few stray zombies lumbered over the roof, sometimes angrily clawing in their direction. One tried to come their way, but it stumbled over the railing and fell down. Silent until it hit the ground five stories below with a sickening, dampened "splut".

"GRMBWLWMN" her stomach went, reminding her that not only she was living a nightmare, but that this nightmare was real enough to feel hungry too.
She took out a little of her food, and slowly ate her breakfast. Lunch, whatever it was. A quick look at the sun, partly covered by grayish clouds, confirmed it was lunch.
#That late allready...# she thought.

After she had eaten, she went to Xavier.
"So, if we're going to your dad's bunker, how will we get there? Can you guide us? If we stop by the police station, do you know the way from there? We could pick up some more"

(OC3: Stone, I understand you slept one night? that would keep us in sync.
I suggest we all try to keep to the same day-night cycle, so we don't encounter Stone again in our "tomorrow", while he has taken two weeks (by his time) to fortify a house. Of course, this has to come from our side to.)

((OOC:....What is happening now?))

OOC lot
1:i make it that its been same time that she fire one
2: lot
3: see if you find the building Stone turned into a blood bath
4: no one can use Stones guns and no one heard the tanker go up!!
5: they going to spend time at her home

(OC: tocrowkia, see the OC thread for my latest summary, I'll update it now)

(OC2: EDIT: updated, here's (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11966263&postcount=217) the link

Walt laughed as it exploded, simply because it was such a random and comic moment in all of this mess. Several zombies wandered towards it and lit on fire, lighting some of the nearby zombies on fire along with them. Eventually, they fell over, and none of the others lit on fire. He followed Romanov's finger to the other car. It looked to be in pretty decent shape and in no danger of exploding any time soon. He looked at the AR15 and realized the scope was still attached.. "Hold on a sec Romanov... lemme check to see if it even has keys before we wander out there..." He shouldered the rifle and looked through the window of the car to see if there were keys in it. He didn't see any in the ignition slot. He almost stopped looking when he remembered that a lot of times they were left on the center console... so he quickly checked there. Voila! Keys. "Ok... looks good, there's keys on the center console. You know how to drive American cars right, dude?" he said rather casually to the Russian.

"Alright lets go guys, lets take the stairs and keep your weapons ready." Romanov kicked the door open and held his rifle at the ready, he saw 2 ghouls at the top of the stairwell, and flipped his bayonet up and jabbed one in the eye socket, and stabbed the other in the forehead, successfully penetrating it's skull, "Looks pretty clear to me! Alright lets go! Walt you help John get down the stairs, and miranda, are you any good with a gun? See if you can find anything usefull in the building, don't get to distracted though, and if run across any ghouls kill them before they get the chance to moan, that'll attract more ghouls, and heres a silencer so you won't get their attention, and set your weapon in semi-auto, all you need is one shot to take a ghoul down."

OOC: Feel free to abandon us and head to your house if you want Tocrowkia, it will be... interesting."

Stone and Rose made to Humvee the trip was not a safe one
three times he had to use the 40mm for big groups they came by

"blood hell"said Rose
"there is story here"said Stone as he goes over the scene
"do tell"said Rose


"well the four came up the road,only to find it block off by the pile up,they then get,when they should have just turn around to round"said Stone pointing it out to Rose

"go on"said Rose stand right next to him
"they start to look around ,but the undead fell on them before they know what hit them,only he got shots off but was too late"said Stone to her as like before he points it out to her

"you know this from your training, and i guess we pick up the weapons and head to my place"said Rose

Stone did not say a word he lifted up his rifle and blow the head off a zombie that was caming up behind Rose

"get the guns ,ammo and what other gear we can use , as i cover you,as this place is not safe"said Stone

"ok"said Rose
Rose goes about the job as Stone drops the zombies that stick there heads out

"ok we got four m16, one with a thing like you got on your gun"said Rose
"and you all so pick up two hand gun and ten m26,six 40mm and ammo for two days"said Stone
"how"ask Rose
"how i was watching you and covering you at same time"said Stone

"ok big shot what are the other thing i pick up"said Rose as she goes over a m16
" all fours webing and one backpack,is that what you gonig to use"said Stone

"no i got a glock at home ,which i have not fire for some time"said Rose
"best let me have a look at it"said Stone
"ok,we got all that we can use do we go now"said Rose

"you dive ,i man that gun on top"said Stone

Stone man the .50 cal as Rose got into the diver sit

Rose backs the Humvee and turns it the way her home is

OOC:
Sorry for logging in late, pulled an extra 3 hours at school to catch up with welding, Flux Core Arc Welding is FUN, especially when you forget to vent the fumes... Needless to say, I passed out on the couch after walking home for one and a half hours (about 6 miles), saw a car accident (thankfully I wasn't involved), walked around it, pased the same minivan 3 times... (once at the accident, 2nd time when it passed me to the salvage yard, and finally whaen I passed it coincedentally on my way home...)...

I'm rambling again...

ou know how to drive American cars right, dude?" he said rather casually to the Russian.
"Alright lets go guys, lets take the stairs and keep your weapons ready." Romanov kicked the door open and held his rifle at the ready, he saw 2 ghouls at the top of the stairwell, and flipped his bayonet up and jabbed one in the eye socket, and stabbed the other in the forehead, successfully penetrating it's skull, "Looks pretty clear to me! Alright lets go! Walt you help John get down the stairs, and miranda, are you any good with a gun? See if you can find anything usefull in the building, don't get to distracted though, and if run across any ghouls kill them before they get the chance to moan, that'll attract more ghouls, and heres a silencer so you won't get their attention, and set your weapon in semi-auto, all you need is one shot to take a ghoul down."

IC
"Sure, I can still drive..."
He gets up, and cranes his aching neck, then plods along behind the others, with the MP5k set for semi-auto, he took a few shots at any zombies getting close to the others, almost ignoring the zombies that slowly gained on him, then he pulled out a small but sharp and pointy chipping hammer (Even I can put a 1/16" to 1/8" dent into a 3/4" plate of mild steel with these, now picture what they could do to a zombie skull...)

*Ka-Chunk-Squish-blam-blam blam-ka-chunk-squish -squish*

One zombie did manage to try clawing at John's arm, but his attempt failed to penetrate John's thick welding jacket, he then countered by lodging another forceful blow upon the zombie, putting a messy round hole in his skull, and continued on, every so often needing to turn around to fell a single zombie, which caused the zombies to trip, not because of their lack of intellegence, but becase of the massive force of zombies pusing them forward, and the lack of time they can properly react to a body being felled only 6 inches in front of them.

"5 zombie pile-up... clean up, aisle 9..."
He quietly joked to himself, as he gave a little snicker of satisfaction to outwitt his foe... repeatedly...

He continued to follow the others.

Hehee... (http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/madness.php)

"Alright lets go guys, lets take the stairs and keep your weapons ready." Romanov kicked the door open and held his rifle at the ready, he saw 2 ghouls at the top of the stairwell, and flipped his bayonet up and jabbed one in the eye socket, and stabbed the other in the forehead, successfully penetrating it's skull, "Looks pretty clear to me! Alright lets go! Walt you help John get down the stairs, and miranda, are you any good with a gun? See if you can find anything usefull in the building, don't get to distracted though, and if run across any ghouls kill them before they get the chance to moan, that'll attract more ghouls, and heres a silencer so you won't get their attention, and set your weapon in semi-auto, all you need is one shot to take a ghoul down."

OOC: Feel free to abandon us and head to your house if you want Tocrowkia, it will be... interesting."

OOC: I'm going to assume the silencer is for John's MP5k? Crowbar time ^_^.

IC:
"Gotcha."
Walt was about to go and start helping John on his way, but then John started bashing them about the head with his hammer. Stupefied at the man's strength, Walt was temporarily taken aback as the brains splattered on the wall. Realizing that shooting his AR-15 in the close quarters would not only be deafening, but draw more zombies, he took the crowbar out of his messenger bag and hefted it. #Perfect# he thought. He saw a zombie coming down one of the hallways the Russian had just passed. Walking casually down there, he took a swing at the zombie from a safe distance, and succeeded in nearly severing its head from the hit to its neck. Taking the crowbar back, he took a blunt swing at the head and knocked it off. Grinning to himself, he went back and followed Romanov again.

OOC Hurtful Thoughts welding is fun but not when you do what you did
and nice movie
IC
Rose and Stone were now at Rose home
both find it was in a mess thanks to looters at the start of the outbreak

"there its clean"said Stone holding out Rose glock to her as she sits on her bed playing with Trigger who was find hiding in the back yard

"now what'ask Rose as she takes it from him

"i call the others,you get as much things you can carrry ,an i do mean carry as we may have to leave the Humvee"said Stone

"and of Trigger"ask Rose hoping that she dont have to leave him
"he cames,i carry his food"said Stone
as Rose goes around get things Stone calls the others

#Stone to group came in# said Stone over the Radio

I did NOT get high off the lack pf oxygen to my brain. Lack of proper ventilation was due to failure to check whether the exhaust fans were on, as the school uses a centalized (the whole aisle I was working in is controled by a single light switch) exhaust system, and I have yet to hear it running in my past semester, and too much draft is counter productive to using welding gas, so the lack of noise/suction didn't alarm me.

After awhile, I went to get more metal to work on, around that time I discovered my massive error.

Lesson: always double check ventilation, even after coming back in from a 5 minute break from a marathon weld... As it was turned off while I was away from my post.

People have been known to have died under such situations.

Though it was a really big area, so it might have taken a while to actually get dangerous, FUN, is more of a sarcastic euphism for the events I went through today, sort of like finding your welding equipment dumped in a spitoon [for chewing tobacco] and fishing it out by hand, that kind of 'fun', I apologise if I may have made it sound as if I was promoting the use of inert welding gasses to get a 'high', as it doesn't, and is extremely deadly [you can smell when gasoline vapors get too strong, but not pure argon, and CO2 burns the lungs]
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Hmm, a silencer, didnn't notice that...

Hmm, might have to edit annotated sound effects on my earlier post.

I did NOT get high off the lack pf oxygen to my brain. Lack of proper ventilation was due to failure to check whether the exhaust fans were on, as the school uses a centalized (the whole aisle I was working in is controled by a single light switch) exhaust system, and I have yet to hear it running in my past semester, and too much draft is counter productive to using welding gas, so the lack of noise/suction didn't alarm me.

After awhile, I went to get more metal to work on, around that time I discovered my massive error.

Lesson: always double check ventilation, even after coming back in from a 5 minute break from a marathon weld... As it was turned off while I was away from my post.

People have been known to have died under such situations.

Though it was a really big area, so it might have taken a while to actually get dangerous, FUN, is more of a sarcastic euphism for the events I went through today, sort of like finding your welding equipment dumped in a spitoon [for chewing tobacco] and fishing it out by hand, that kind of 'fun', I apologise if I may have made it sound as if I was promoting the use of inert welding gasses to get a 'high', as it doesn't, and is extremely deadly [you can smell when gasoline vapors get too strong, but not pure argon, and CO2 burns the lungs]
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Hmm, a silencer, didnn't notice that...

Hmm, might have to edit annotated sound effects on my earlier post.
OOC
and check that no smart ass turns it off on you when you have to step
as they think it be funny
IC

"Stone i got my gear and put dog food in your backpack,did you get hold of them"said Rose standing in the boor way of her room
"they busy but will get back to me"said Stone who siting on her bed

Rose goes over to him and knees in front of him
"i have fallen in love with you"she said to him

Stone puts his gasmask on the bed which he was about to put on
"i dont know what to say"said Stone

Rose just push him back on to the bed ,jumps on to his chest and kisses him for along time

OOC
and check that no smart ass turns it off on you when you have to step
as they think it be funny

It was most likely because I was staying in class very late, and it did not appear as if anyone was using it while I was away (as I was almost the only person welding that time of day, and was forced to take a mandatory 5 minute break so that the power unit didn't overheat, it was during this time, coincedentally, that eeryone else was leaving and shutting things down, including ventalation (yet the gas, lights and power unit were untouched, so I didn't notice after returning).

And yes, they do use the quench tank as a spitoon, and that is where I found a pair of pliers, apparently the piece was so hot they dropped it (nobody wants scalding hot water splattering around them)

Enough about how silly I was OOC today...
(You'd pass out too after walking/running 6 miles (2 hours rather than 1.5 due to traffic, snow, and a car accident, and it was F'ing cold, so you ran to stay warm/awake), shoveling 10 inches of snow, and after marathon welding for 6 or 7 hours with only a single 30 minute break... Plus the amount of sleep I recieved earlier that day comes into question... one can only stay awake for so long in a 25 hour day...)

OOC: I'm going to assume the silencer is for John's MP5k? Crowbar time ^_^.

IC:
"Gotcha."
Walt was about to go and start helping John on his way, but then John started bashing them about the head with his hammer. Stupefied at the man's strength, Walt was temporarily taken aback as the brains splattered on the wall. Realizing that shooting his AR-15 in the close quarters would not only be deafening, but draw more zombies, he took the crowbar out of his messenger bag and hefted it. #Perfect# he thought. He saw a zombie coming down one of the hallways the Russian had just passed. Walking casually down there, he took a swing at the zombie from a safe distance, and succeeded in nearly severing its head from the hit to its neck. Taking the crowbar back, he took a blunt swing at the head and knocked it off. Grinning to himself, he went back and followed Romanov again.

OOC: I meant for Miranda's gun.

IC: Romanov and the others reached the bottom floor, and he kicked the door open, popping a few ghouls in the head off with his rifle. He ran towards the car and jerked the door open, "Alright everyone get in!" He said as he started the car up.

Stone looks down at Rose as he puts back on his gear
Rose looks up at him and smiles at him

"that was more then what i was thinking"said Rose as she gets up to get dress
"that was some thing i was not think would happen in the middle of a mess like this"said Stone as he watchs her

"well i did not think so too"said Rsoe as she finish up geting dress

For a person with a broken leg, John moved surprisingly fast, as he pushed those in front of him into the car, and downed a few more zombies before attempting to close the door, and when he did so, a generic piece of zombie flesh (perhaps what was left of an arm) was jamming the door, John then set the MP5k to full auto and 'sawed' the zombie's arm off.

With that finished, he closed and locked the door.

Rose walks over to her beloved Stone and hugs him
"what now lover"ask Rose

"we head back to the group,you at the wheel and me on the .50,so get your gear"said Stone hugging her back,then leting her go

"ok"said Rose as she lets him go

Rose goes over to her back pack an picks it up
Stone pick his one up and put it on

"let go ill lead"said Stone taking point
"ok lets go Trigger"said Rose to her dog

Walt sort of tumbled into the front passenger seat since John had almost launched himself into the back. Putting the crowbar back into his bag, he took the revolver out of its holster and got ready to roll. Looking up, he realized that the car had a moonroof opening on top that one of them could stand through. "Hey... I don't know if this means anything to you guys, but there's a little moonroof that one of us could stand up in and shoot out some zombies we want..." He said to no one in particular.

Walt sort of tumbled into the front passenger seat since John had almost launched himself into the back. Putting the crowbar back into his bag, he took the revolver out of its holster and got ready to roll. Looking up, he realized that the car had a moon roof opening on top that one of them could stand through. "Hey... I don't know if this means anything to you guys, but there's a little moon roof that one of us could stand up in and shoot out some zombies we want..." He said to no one in particular.

OOC Yay the spell check works again!

IC Romanov waited for Miranda to get into the car... he suddenly said "It is almost as if she is being controlled by some greater power, maybe its some sentient being who is role playing online and she will only do whatever he/she types on a keyboard... wow do I have an imagination..." John and Walt looked at him with some puzzled looks on their faces, not including john since he couldn't see behind his mask.

OOC
and check that no smart ass turns it off on you when you have to step
as they think it be funny
IC

"Stone i got my gear and put dog food in your backpack,did you get hold of them"said Rose standing in the boor way of her room
"they busy but will get back to me"said Stone who siting on her bed

Rose goes over to him and knees in front of him
"i have fallen in love with you"she said to him

Stone puts his gasmask on the bed which he was about to put on
"i dont know what to say"said Stone

Rose just push him back on to the bed ,jumps on to his chest and kisses him for along time.
Then they do it. :fluffle:

OOC: HIGH FIVE!!! Sexytime!:fluffle: I wish you GREAT SUCCESS... NICE!!!
I'll stop acting like Borat... couldn't help myself.

OOC: HIGH FIVE!!! Sexytime!:fluffle: I wish you GREAT SUCCESS... NICE!!!
I'll stop acting like Borat... couldn't help myself.

OOC post 722 they just finish having it

IC
with Rose at the wheel and Stone on the gun they were diving back to the carpark
but were not going fast as roads were in a mess with cars and others thing left about on them

OOC: Okay Tocrowkia I'm just gonna say I grabbed your arm and pulled you into the back seat with john, and locked the door.

IC: Romanov floored the pedal and started driving towards the smoke, Walt picked off a few ghouls with his revolver, and Romanov ran several more over, "DUCK!" Shouted Romanov to Walt as he hit a ghoul and it tumbled over the windshield, grabbing onto the edge of the opening in the sunroof, it had missed Walt by an inch, and Romanov somehow managed to grab his machete and cut the ghouls hand off as he drove. He looked in the rear view mirror and saw that the ghouls face was ripped off after it landed face first on the asphalt, and it still got up and kept following them. Romanov stuck his hand through the sun roof and flipped off all of the ghouls he saw, :upyours: "Thank god they don't have feelings."

OOC: Okay Tocrowkia I'm just gonna say I grabbed your arm and pulled you into the back seat with john, and locked the door.

IC: Romanov floored the pedal and started driving towards the smoke, Walt picked off a few ghouls with his revolver, and Romanov ran several more over, "DUCK!" Shouted Romanov to Walt as he hit a ghoul and it tumbled over the windshield, grabbing onto the edge of the opening in the sunroof, it had missed Walt by an inch, and Romanov somehow managed to grab his machete and cut the ghouls hand off as he drove. He looked in the rear view mirror and saw that the ghouls face was ripped off after it landed face first on the asphalt, and it still got up and kept following them. Romanov stuck his hand through the sun roof and flipped off all of the ghouls he saw, :upyours: "Thank god they don't have feelings."

Walt ducked quickly and thought himself quite lucky as he watched the ghoul miss his head by mere inches. Then he laughed as Romanov flipped the zombies the bird. While he was down, he opened the cylinder, ejected the emtpy casings and loaded in 6 more bullets. Checking his supply, he noted he had 5 more cases (of 60 each) of .357 rounds in his messenger bag. "So where are we headed from here?" He asked the Russian.

Walt ducked quickly and thought himself quite lucky as he watched the ghoul miss his head by mere inches. Then he laughed as Romanov flipped the zombies the bird. While he was down, he opened the cylinder, ejected the emtpy casings and loaded in 6 more bullets. Checking his supply, he noted he had 5 more cases (of 60 each) of .357 rounds in his messenger bag. "So where are we headed from here?" He asked the Russian.

We're going to find our new friend, and a few radios from the police station." They were getting closer to the smoke. And there were quite a few ghoul corpses with bullet holes in their heads, he counted about 13, and noticed a figure walking in the distance, he started to slow down the zamboni a bit as they got closer to him, he had a gun at the ready and was extremely alert.

"Sounds like a plan, not a bad one either, Hmmm that figure don't look like zombie..."

As he loaded a fresh clip and inspected the partially used clip he ejected, topping it off with loose rounds.

(We... are... in a... ZAMBONI!?! Of all the things to drive around in, it had to be a zamboni?)
Zombonies are not known for their land speed records...

OOC how about you find Rose and Stone at the police station
Humvee park at front of it wit Ammo boxs in it and the dog
IC
Rose and Stone have stop at the police station

"is this to much Ammo"ask Rose as she and Stone head back with one more load
"no"said Stone
Rose push the door open with her foot to the main hall when a arm pulls a side

"Stoneeeee"screams Rose
"noooo"yells Stone as rip the head off a zombie near as he fight his way to her

Rose was on the floor fighting the zombie who got hole of her
"get the fuck off"she yells at it

"nooo"she yell as it about to bit her
"fuck you"said Stone geting there in time to kick its head off

"Stone behind you"yells Rose point out the mass of undead behind Stone
"fuck the lot of you"said Stone opening up on them

"i cant help Stone i lost my glock"said Rose to him
"just stay behind me my love"said Stone as he guards her

OOC2 there you find shit loads have move in to the area

"Sounds like a plan, not a bad one either, Hmmm that figure don't look like zombie..."

As he loaded a fresh clip and inspected the partially used clip he ejected, topping it off with loose rounds.

(We... are... in a... ZAMBONI!?! Of all the things to drive around in, it had to be a zamboni?)
Zombonies are not known for their land speed records...

OOC: LMFAO. Isn't a zamboni an ice resurfacer though?!?! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zamboni

Maybe change the car xD


IC:

Walt saw the figure too. Holstering the revolver and taking the AR-15 off of his shoulder, he made sure it was on safe and popped out the sun roof. "Should I yell something to the guy?" He asked the passengers in the car.

three times Stone had to use his fists and feet to beat back the tide as they got too near to him when the mags runs dry
but at last Stone killed the last of them

"you did"said Rose moving out from behind him
"lest look for your glock, finish loading the Humvee and then we see what to do next"said Stone

"i think i see by that pot plant"said Rose she walks to the plant
"yup here it is"she said as she picks it up then turn to Stone

"an your a mess and iam going out with you like that i think not"said Rose with a smile as she looks him up and down looking at the bits of zombies on his armor
"ha ha very funny,lets load up ,get your dog then head to the coms room"said Stone

Miranda catches the bird flu and dies.

The end.(of her story, anyway.)

OOC: LMFAO. Isn't a zamboni an ice resurfacer though?!?! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zamboni

Maybe change the car xD


IC:

Walt saw the figure too. Holstering the revolver and taking the AR-15 off of his shoulder, he made sure it was on safe and popped out the sun roof. "Should I yell something to the guy?" He asked the passengers in the car.

"I'd suggest driving towrds him, carefully..."

Just then, Miranda falls over dead...

"That was unexpected..."
As he tosses her outside and takes her guns.

((OOC: She didn't have any guns.))

OOC: LMFAO. Isn't a zamboni an ice resurfacer though?!?! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zamboni

Maybe change the car xD


IC:

Walt saw the figure too. Holstering the revolver and taking the AR-15 off of his shoulder, he made sure it was on safe and popped out the sun roof. "Should I yell something to the guy?" He asked the passengers in the car.

OOC: Lmfao, ok then lets say its a... Trybrid car, with 3 sources of power, energy obtained from brakeing to a stop (storing power in the electric battery), electric, and solar (which stores energy in the electric battery), and its an off road Porcsche Cayenne S Turbo. Tocrowkia are you really dead and also... wtf did you just kill your person off?

IC: Romanov pressed the brakes and stopped the car, and climbed through the sunroof and picked off a few zombies, the man looked at them, he was wearing some advanced combat armor and, looked like a military personnel, Romanov noticed something out of the corner of his eye, there was something that leaped from one roof to another, he must have been seeing things and then yelled to the man telling him to get into the car... fast. He lowered himself through the sunroof and turned the keys to start the car.

((OOC: I didn't know what was going on, and I had to post something. *shrugs*))

((OOC: I didn't know what was going on, and I had to post something. *shrugs*))

read this...:rolleyes:
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11966263&postcount=217

read this...:rolleyes:
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11966263&postcount=217

I did, but that's a few pages old by now. :rolleyes: :rolleyes:

I did, but that's a few pages old by now. :rolleyes: :rolleyes:

Insert car, kick Miranda inside, try to close door, zombie hand in way, gets shot off, door closed and locked, Romanov floors the accelerator of the Zamboni... er... what car DO we have? And not trying to be silly...

It has doors and a sunroof...
Not that I disslike electric only cars, but I doubt you'll find any in Boxtown USA, which is a suburb of Memphis Tennessee.

OOC: Lmfao, ok then lets say its a... Trybrid car, with 3 sources of power, energy obtained from brakeing to a stop (storing power in the electric battery), electric, and solar (which stores energy in the electric battery), and its an off road Porcsche Cayenne S Turbo. Tocrowkia are you really dead and also... wtf did you just kill your person off?

IC: Romanov pressed the brakes and stopped the car, and climbed through the sunroof and picked off a few zombies, the man looked at them, he was wearing some advanced combat armor and, looked like a military personnel, Romanov noticed something out of the corner of his eye, there was something that leaped from one roof to another, he must have been seeing things and then yelled to the man telling him to get into the car... fast. He lowered himself through the sunroof and turned the keys to start the car.

Walt too saw the jumping figure. When Romanov went down into the car, Walt popped up into the sunroof with the AR-15. "Hey, you out there!! Get the hell over here, there's something up there!!" He shouted at the soldier and pointed up at the rooftops. Walt took careful aim and waited for it to jump again. As it was going, he took a shot while it was in mid-air and missed. "Damnit..." he said under his breath as it kept moving.

OOC lets not start with the vamps again
IC
Stone ,Rose and Trigger were all in the coms room
Stone blocks the door with a desk

"there"said Stone as he takes a seat
"well lets get you clean up"said Rose who had find a rug
as Rsoe starts to clean his armor Stone slaps her on the ass

"down boy"said Rose with a smile
*woof*
"not you Trigger"said Rose

OOC lets not start with the vamps again
IC
Stone ,Rose and Trigger were all in the coms room
Stone blocks the door with a desk

"there"said Stone as he takes a seat
"well lets get you clean up"said Rose who had find a rug
as Rsoe starts to clean his armor Stone slaps her on the ass

"down boy"said Rose with a smile
*woof*
"not you Trigger"said Rose

OOC: lol, Stones got the mojo goin!! anyway, ak and ht, i think we should wait for int to make the next post b4 we get too involved in anything.

OOC: lol, Stones got the mojo goin!! anyway, ak and ht, i think we should wait for int to make the next post b4 we get too involved in anything.

OOC you read the other thread if not see what i posted

(OC: updated the story summary (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12034101&postcount=232), and Isa, I hope you're not to offended by part two of that post)

(OC: updated the story summary (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12034101&postcount=232), and Isa, I hope you're not to offended by part two of that post)

OOC if i was you know about, no iam not offended, i post under you where it came from (you all forgot there is a army base what is one of the keys to whats happen)
IC

Rose clean Stone gasmask and takes it off and place it on the desk next to them
"so why are we here apart for getting more Ammo"ask Rose to Stone as she sits on his lap as she just finish cleaning the armor

"well my lady if we going to make a new safe house the looks are going to need Radios,to keep in contact,thats why we are here as part of the group got to came here"said Stone as he touchs her face with a hand

"mm,are we safe"ask Rose

"your thinking two things when you ask me that"said Stone to her
"no am not"said Rose who cant hide the smile she gives when she said it

" yes now we are,what happen in the lobby just happens,those things move about thats all,we just unlucky that lot move in with out a sound "said Stone still moving his hand up and down her face
then Stone kiss Rose on the lips
all that came from Rose "mmmmmmmmmm"

OOC2 oh right he doing bit more then kissing her, iam just not puting it down in words
and both still got there gear on

...Romanov floored the pedal and started driving towards the smoke, Walt picked off a few ghouls with his revolver, and Romanov ran several more over...

Michelle looked over the railing at the small group making their way towards the car. She cringed a few times when she saw how close the zombies got on a couple of occasions. Most notably when Walt was nearly hit by the run-over zombie. She had begun to like the guy.
He had been nice to her when she cried, and wasn't afraid to admit he was scared, of heights at least...
"Good luck guys.." she whispered after them as they dissappeared around the corner.
"and girl" she added, remembering Miranda.
"come back safely..."

After a breath, she turned around to the remnants of the party she had kind of assumed responsibilty over.
#May whatever Higher Power's out there help us all# she prayed, then headed for Xavier.

"So, how can we get to that bunker you mentioned?" She asked him, not to loud so as not to disturb the rest of the group.