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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 11, 2009 12:48:18 GMT -5
Translates to The Mounth of the Dead yes there is no of there but yes thats what it means.
Location: Ruins of Metropolis (city name suggestions will be taken into consideration) Date: Febuary 11th 2009 Cause of Zombie Out Break: Experiment gone wrong. Supplies: Low ( yes I put this so you would know if we had alot of stuff avaible to us) How do the Zombies Spread: by infecting food and water supplies (which is why the supplies are low) along with the virus spreading into open wounds. Cure: Unknown but top scientists are working on it. Quarentine Procedure: City in Lockdown. Nobody can leave and nobody can enter the city. All violaters will be shot by the border guard. City subject to bombings. City is isolated from the outside world. Has the Infection spread to other parts of the world: No Days since outbreak: 5 weeks Survivors: Isolated (for now we will meet up somewhere)
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Post by IndigoWolf on Jan 11, 2009 14:02:38 GMT -5
(OoC: Zombies- always so much fun. ) Laurel edged along the wall to the corner, holding her cell phone tightly in her hand. She let the edge of the phone peak around the corner and snaped a picture of the unseen hallway. She pulled the phone back quickly and looked at the screen. "Clear," she wispered, "let's go." "What about the others?" asked an older woman. "If they want to go that way and get themselves killed, that's their problem," Laura hissed, "They didn't listen to reason before and they won't now. I'm not getting the rest of us killed going after them." She went around the corner first. The hallway of the high school would have been familiar were it not so dark and silent. She went to a closed door and opened it slightly, listening and watching the dim room for movement. She sliped into the cafeteria ahead of the others. The tables were aranged haphazardly, but that wasn't unusual, one of the only lights flickered in a back corner. She motined for the others to follow. "The kitchen is through those doors," she wispered, "Get as much food as you can carry, but hurry." There was a crash from the kitchen and the scouting party froze. Laurel motioned for them to hault and drew her weapon.
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jan 11, 2009 14:30:54 GMT -5
Grimacing at the bodies, Renner blasted a zombie and made a small scratch on his pauldron. 'That's 20 fragged,' he thought. Loading his SPAS12 he continued to walk alone. Carrying his own supplies, he moved throughout the city.
Carrying a camera, he used it to make a video of the corner around him. "Good, it's safe." He continued, buttsmacking a zombie behind before shoving a grenade in his mouth.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 11, 2009 14:38:11 GMT -5
Patrick peered out the window. "good I am safe for now" said Patrick as he saw the way was clear for now. He cleaned the dust off of this PPsh-41. "Hans get the stairs" said Patrick. "on it" said Hans as he grabbed his Double Barreled Shotgun. Patrick peeked his head out the window once more and was spotted by a zombie. (Ooc The Zombies don't use weapons and I will be posting a list of signs that somebody is infected) "here they come.." said Patrick as he began shooting a small horde of zombies.
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Post by Danny on Jan 11, 2009 19:30:32 GMT -5
Lisa's eyes slowly opened to the sound of a crackling fire and city buildings towering over her. She took in a breath and lifted her head. She lay in the middle of the street among a mess of empty cars. She leaned forward, dusting the glass off her arms and then struggling to her feet. She staggered over to a car and looked into it's side mirror to see her left cheek had been cut by glass. Disoriented, she began removing glass fragments from her cheek and then the ones from her hair. She then spent a few minutes day dreaming into the image of herself and then began to wonder through the sea of empty cars.
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Post by IndigoWolf on Jan 12, 2009 14:42:42 GMT -5
One of the doors was ajar. Laurel walked toward it slowly, and looked in. Boxes and food containers were scattered everywhere. She could see the shadows of several humanoid shapes moving somewhere in the room that was out of her line of sight. She pushed on the door slightly to get a better view, and one of the figures stumbled into view. It wasn't human. Laurel pulled the door shut quickly and winced at the noise, regetting her uncalculated reaction. Stealth didn't matter now. "Run!" The party made for the open door of the cafeteria, but stopped short when another creature, alerted by the noise, wandered into the door way. With out stopping Laurel aimed her revolver and fired. More noise. She cursed as the zombie fell face forward to the ground. "Other door!" she ordered, not wanting to waste time, effort, and ammo on making sure the creature was dead. She passed the others, "This way!" She pushed open the doors of the gymnasium to face a swarm of creatures quarreling over a dead animal. At the same moment someone in the back sceamed and pionted behind them at another swarm in close pursuit. "Come on!" Laurel shouted, scrambling up the bleachers. When she reached the top she looked back to see the clumsy creatures slowly making their way up behind them. Laurel hurried to one of the windows, and made sure it was one of the ones that led to a lower part of the school's roof. She pounded on it with the butt of her weapon several times, but it refused to break. "They're getting closer!" Shouted one of the party members. "Hurry!" Shouted another. Laurel cursed again, then stepped back and took aim. The window finally shattered. "Go!" She turned to fire another bullet into one of the zombies that had already reached the step below them. One... two... three, she only had three bullets left. She waited until the others were through then followed them out onto the roof. "Alright," she sighed, "Let's try to find a fire escape. Then we'll head back to camp. At least we still have enough supplies for a few more days."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 12, 2009 18:09:10 GMT -5
"we need to get out of here" said Patrick as he threw himself against door with Hans, Frank, Olga, Kristi, and Emily. "but they are trying to break into the only enterance" said Hans. "So we make another exit" said Patrick. He threw a lit bottle of beer at the wall behind him. "step back" said Patrick. The others stepped back from the door and another moltav cocktai burst the door into flames. "jump" said Patrick as he jumped through the burned hole in the wall. The other survivors followed and soon black-out on impact. The house burst into the flames as the fire reached a liqor cabinet.
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Post by Danny on Jan 12, 2009 21:56:28 GMT -5
Lisa continued to walk up the street she woke up on, running her hand across each car she passed. One car suddenly got her attention, what was left of the poor soul driving was smeared all over the passenger window. As her attention tunned to her reflection in the car door, she noticed a crowd of people gathering around her. She tunned happily but to her horror she saw the terribly scared and blood soaked people. "Oh god, it's another hallucination," she sighed. "The meds were supposed to fix it! It didn't fix it, why didn't it fix it?" she rambled, banging the side of her head. She backed up against the car as they reached out to her. "Go away!" she squealed. Suddenly, one of the people collapsed, followed by an echoing gun shot. The people turned in the direction of the sound when another fell. Lisa used this distraction and climbed onto the roof of the car. The creatures began shaking the car and reaching out to her feet as more and more gathered. She became hysterical when one managed to climb onto the hood of the car. She went to kick it off when it grabbed her foot. "Let go!" the squealed again. As the creature began to drag her towards it, another unexpected shot entered through the back of it's head and out the front. Covered in it's blood, Lisa stood up and moved back onto the roof where she began stomping on the hands trying to grab her. Convinced this was another hallucination, she looked around, desperate for help when she came up with an idea. She ran and jumped onto a neighboring car, then to another and to another. When she had finally escaped the crowd, she jumped back onto the sidewalk and ran.
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Post by IndigoWolf on Jan 13, 2009 14:29:07 GMT -5
"I hear gun shots," said one of the people in Laurel's group. Laurel nodded, standing at the bottom of the ladder keeping an eye out for movement. "That means there's someone else out there," said another excitedly. "At they're shooting at something," said Laurel, grimly, "What do you think they're shooting at?" "They might need help." "And I would suggest that we help them, if we didn't have just one gun between the lot of us," said Laurel, "We've already lost more than half the group, and we're not soldiers." She sighed, "Look, if you want me to go check it out, I will, but I'm taking the gun with me. The rest of you will have to stay here, we would draw too much attention as a group."
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Post by Danny on Jan 13, 2009 18:10:42 GMT -5
(OoC: I figured some sort of special ops team would have been sent in to destroy all evidence of this 'experiment gone wrong'. Obviously that failed, so survivors of that team would be held up somewhere and I guess one of them has a sniper rifle, kinda like Resident Evil 2 =P)
Lisa had ran as far as her body could allow it, she staggered into an alleyway, fell to her knees and vomited in exhaustion. When she had finally caught her breath, she slowly dragged herself away and sat between a dumpster and the dirty alley wall. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, just like the jacket used to and began mindlessly mumbling to herself.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 13, 2009 18:29:37 GMT -5
(Ooc Sounds Good Danny and if you want your charcter to have more then a edge but not be in that recon team they could always be a veteran..like Patrick is..lets make it several teams as well one will not do plus why not have law enforcement,doctors and )
Patrick drifted back into back into consiousness. His head was pounding,ears ringing and his legs were killing after the jump. He rose to the ground and looked at his companions. He took out his knife and chopped the dead ones into pieces and threw them into the burning remains of the building. "I have to keep moving" thought Patrick to himself as got onto his feet once again. *** Lt. Miller (Ooc Police Lt.) sat at the door to the hospital of Metropolis. He kept his shotgun in his other hand. He and the other members of his unit had to keep the doctors in this hospital alive so they work on a cure..others were working on it but the more the merrier. "nobody gets into the hospital..or in the room the doctors were in not even if they for some reason were alive out there due to they main have infected particals on their clothing or be incubating the disease if they had an immunity..no matter how rare that may be. "not even the General of the Army could make it inside..they had enough troops in here to hold out for a pretty long time..along with supplies. (Ooc which is possible with every disease very rare but possible)
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jan 13, 2009 19:07:35 GMT -5
(OoC: I think it's a good idea for Renner to find somebody, and I picked Laurel.)
Renner continued walking, blasting, and eating. He eventually heard somebody. Maybe a zombie, maybe a human, he thought. He racked his SPAS and slowly moved in to check and see who it was-or what it was.
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Post by Danny on Jan 13, 2009 21:05:45 GMT -5
(OoC: Specs, I thought about that, but I think i'll stick with plain insane And seeing as though Renner is about to meet up with Laurel, are you cool with Lisa and Patrick hooking up?) Every time a creature walked passed the alley, she held herself tighter and closed her eyes, she mustered all her courage to open them again, something she was quickly running out of. She took comfort in the thought that the corner she was in wasn't much different to her room at Metropolis Mental Asylum, she would sit for hours in the dark corner, wearing her thin standard issue green female patient dress, also wrapped in a straight jacket, banging her head against the cushiony wall. Only some slight differences this time, now she sit on the wet, cold and sticky floor of an alley way between two buildings with her arms wrapped around her supposed to resemble a straight jacket. Just like home.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 13, 2009 22:12:34 GMT -5
(Ooc Fine with me but I am still keepin the Cops and part of the military protecting the doctors as well they are working on the cure and yes I will give you updates on how they are doing..hospital may interest some as well it has communication with the outside world and well large amont of supplies)
Emily lay on the floor. She kept phasing in out out of consiousness. Finally she saw a hand extend in front of her to help her up it was Patricks. She coughed and got up. "whos left" she asked. "you and me against a zombie horde" said Patrick as he grinned. " great this is just great" muttered Emily. "what we can take em.." said Patrick with a false sense of confidence. "stop fooling yourself the odds are against us and growing every day" said Emily. "have hope" said Patrick. "hope..what hope we are stranded in here the only way out is if we die" said Emily the government will shoot us if we leave this place. "no they are ways to get past them" said Patrick. "yeah what is something going to fall from the sky and save us" said Emily she rolled her eyes. "come on we don't have time for fighting like savages..we have other things to be worried about right now" said Patrick as he shot another burst from his PPsh-41 at the zombies. "get another gun I need you to do clean up" said Patrick as he kicked a shotgun to her feet.
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jan 14, 2009 13:11:38 GMT -5
Renner moved forward, cautiously cradling his SPAS. He then saw something he nearly didn't know. He kicked it. It was black and grey, bland, para stock... it was a new AK47, Paratrooper Spetsnaz version.
Renner thought, 'Wow. Only the Russian Spetznaz get to use this gun.' He slung it over his back, making a loud noise (OoC: that should scare Laurel a bit).
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