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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 17, 2009 18:57:33 GMT -5
(Ooc When/how did Spartana get with us my charcters and Danny charcters entered the house but thats it so um how did that happen I am confused right now)
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Post by Danny on Jan 17, 2009 19:12:30 GMT -5
(OoC: When Indi wanted to play out her character some more, Spartana's character found us, it's the post where he randomly begins telling his life story xD theprojectrp.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=randomroleplay&action=display&thread=66&page=2#232 I guess he should have been way more specific) "But, the doctors told me it was a special drug, a new special drug, how did you get it?" Lisa asked Renner, when suddenly she gasped. "Did you go to-" Lisa looked at Emily and Patrick for a moment and then stepped closer to Renner. "Did you go to the asylum too?" she whispered, then stepping back. "Hey, how did you know what I used to see? Are you a doctor? Wait! Did you guys hear those gunshots too?"
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jan 18, 2009 13:17:26 GMT -5
Renner told Lisa, "Yes. I had the hallucinations too, and went to the asylum to pick up a prescription. I was cleared, unlike you."
He then paused. "Lisa, I am not a doctor. As well, the gunshots came from me. A zombie found his way into the basement because of stupidity.'
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Post by Danny on Jan 18, 2009 19:32:08 GMT -5
"Thank you, now they know," she groaned, gesturing her head to Emily and Patrick . "I wasn't talking about your shots, you have that big ugly thing, these shots came from outside, someone else shot them," she said, walking over to a window and peering outside. She then spun around and pointed at Renner. "You should save them, or you," then pointing to Patrick. "Or you could both do it!"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 18, 2009 21:10:49 GMT -5
"I dunno we have alot of people here..and we will run out of supplies sooner...more supplies may be hard to fine due the size of this infection" said Patrick. "your a Marine its your job to help people" said Emily. "fine I will go" said Patrick as he reloaded his PPsh-41 and went outside. He opened fire on some zombies.
"so what were you guys talking about" asked Emily.
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Post by Danny on Jan 18, 2009 21:21:17 GMT -5
"We weren't talking," Lisa replied immediately. "Hey, is your boyfriend a soldier? I bet he's really tough and strong," she giggled quietly to herself. "Do you think he'd be able to take me to the hospital later? I need my medication, because I'm... diabetic?"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 18, 2009 21:44:08 GMT -5
"boy...boyfriend..he's not my boyfriend" said EMily whos face turned red. "sure..I guess I mean its just a hospital" said Emily. *** Robert kept his eye in his sniper rifle's scope watching for targets human or not. He was postioned on the top floor. "coffee" said Robert as he removed his hand from the his gun still watching for targets. "here..you shopuld rest you have been staring for hours let me take over" said Peter who handed Robert a mug. "sorry Rookie but this job requires skill we can't have any screw up the fate of the world may depend on it" said Robert. "fine just trying to help" said Patrick. "just watch the door" said Robert harshly.
*** "this may do it" said Dr. Wong as he injected a captured infected with a syringe. The infected person remained unchanged but it appeared madder. "failure... dispose of this subject" said Dr. Wong as walked away writing something down on his clip board.
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jan 29, 2009 16:30:03 GMT -5
Renner was a bit jacked up about it. "Well, I got cleared, that's it. Right now, all that matters is survival. Plus, we all know you need drugs. It's like that video game Haze where all the soldiers are on a drug called Nectar."
He then spoke to Lisa. "No, Lisa, Nectar doesn't exist."
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Post by Danny on Jan 29, 2009 16:49:55 GMT -5
"Oh," Lisa replied, then standing silently for a moment. "I can go without the drug for about five days, so we have plenty of time to get to the hospital," Lisa said. "Have I said that already?" she asked the group. "Have I?" she then asked herself.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 29, 2009 22:10:37 GMT -5
"no..I don't think you have said that" said Emily who thought back. "we can still go to the hospital if you want I mean it will be no trouble at all and we can get more supplies there..if you want" said Patrick. "well she doesn't need it right away and well there probaly will be alot of infected there as it was the source of the infection in this city because of the patient.." said Emily who remembered seeing the news and how they were to wait for the government to send the calvery in..and so far they had only seen bombers bombing the city to start limiting the number of infected people..and potental hosts. She hoped they would come but so far she didn't see any signs that they were..if she got out of this she was going to move to Europe as she was sick of this government. "what do you have some sort of genetic disease" asked Patrick thinking of a possible disease that she would be fine without medicine for 5 days. "don't worry about it as long as it doesn't infect us..it won't right..and what happens if we can't get into the hospital" asked Emily looking at Lisa. "I'll kill her" muttered Patrick under his breath as he loaded shells into Emilys shotgun that sat on the table. "Emily pick your gun up they could be here at any moment" said Patrick as he handed her the shotgun.
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Post by Danny on Jan 30, 2009 4:50:06 GMT -5
(OoC: Patrick went outside to rescue Indi's character, just FYI =P)
"Yeah, it's genetic and I'm not contagious or anything like that, so don't worry. It's just, if I don't get the medicine, I might start to feel a little iffy," she said, making hand movements and beginning to heighten the pitch of her voice. "And, I was thinking, because I don't have anything to really defend myself, do think you could spare a weapon?"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Feb 15, 2009 13:22:00 GMT -5
(Ooc Don't worry I have a completely good reason why he went back inside..he was scared ... actually I forgot and well that happens...alot) "oh wait I am suppose to be saving that person" thought Patrick as he ran back outside. *** "umm..all I have is this pistol and well since Patrick is outside ( ) its all I can spare" said Emily as she removed the pistol from her belt. "maby when Patrick gets back he may have a better weapon for you but until now I guess you will just have to make due with my pistol" said Emily who didn't wish for Lisa to just have a pistol to defend herself. *** Patrick continued shooting the zombies. "d*** why does this gun have to be so loud" said Patrick as he reloaded. He thought about using his pistol but decided against it because it wouldn't be useful in this situation. (Ooc don't worry Patrick is making his way to Indi's charcter) *** "should we help him" asked the Peter as he saw the man shooting the zombies. "no.." said Robert. "well why not" said Peter. "because it is our orders kill the zombies and anyone who isn't with us" said Robert as he took aim on Patrick. "no I won't let you kill an innocent" said Peter as he pushed the gun to the side so it would miss. Robert stared at Peter. "why did you do that rookie" asked Robert who stared at Peter. "he seems to be holding out just fine..just spare him..for now" said Peter nervously. "I am afraid I can't do that Peter" said Robert as he raised his side arm and shot Peter. "Dr. Wong I need a new spoter" said Robert over his walkie talkie. "alright I will send him up immediatly..though he lacks the experience of your old spoter" said Dr. Wong. "fine" said Robert who sighed and took a sip of his coffee.
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Post by thundercavalier on Feb 25, 2009 23:50:23 GMT -5
OOC: ^_^ What? Thought I was dead and gone?
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"You just HAD to race us. No, you couldn't be content with a game of Gears, Halo, Call of Duty, or maybe a simple chess game. NO. We had to race dangerously close to the Quarantine Zone, and now here we are."
"And it's MY fault? Amy forgot to fuel the trucks!"
"Leave me out of it. It was Linda's fault she never watched the fuel gauge!"
"Shut up. Todd blocked the meter."
"Shut it, Travis. We had five others racing. Where'd they go?"
"After that one border idiot mistook us for seven fleas and fired a bolt, the other five descended to the city."
"Damn fools. They'll be massacred in the streets."
"Shouldn't we go get them?"
"Sorry. I'm not willing to test my luck to get the Hell's Janitor achievement in real life."
"Stow it. I'm still the commanding officer, so I say we go."
"Just so you know, Kelly, it's STILL your fault we're in this mess. You had to get into a fight with Will, didn't you?"
And so, the five looked at one another with spiteful glares, fierce glowers shot amongst the group. The border guards were not of a disciplined, experienced division. Rather, they were saplings; newest recruits to the trade whose fingers were indecisive and their spread long. Their aim was poor, their cooperation minimal, and their overall devotion to duty insignificant. Todd, Travis, Kelly, Linda, and Amy ceased their bitter staredown to glance briefly at the sixth, Phil, who was little more than a statue. Staring outward at the crumbling metropolis with sunken eyes, an eternal expression of unnerving stoic painted on his face, it was easily evident to the five what lingered in his mind, horrendously torturing the recruit's mind.
"Seven cars, three in each," Kelly said slowly, throwing back her dyed aqua hair to reveal a set of sparkling obsidian eyes. "I made a list since I wanted to know who was on whose side. I never recorded sides, though, and I doubt I ever will."
With a trembling hand, she thrust out a piece of paper. Scrawled on it in barely legible handwriting was:
RECRUITS:
Todd: Healthy Travis: Healthy Kelly: Healthy Linda: Healthy Amy: Healthy Phil: Healthy Alex: MIA Marcus: MIA Amanda: MIA Richard: MIA Jackie: MIA Sarah: MIA Will: MIA Vincent: MIA John: MIA Victoria: MIA Karla: MIA Jessica: MIA Craig: MIA Wally: MIA Willy: MIA
Removing her helmet, a cascade of blonde hair spilling out in ruffled bunches; Linda stared at the paper with amazement. Her eyes, a dulled emerald, stared with awe.
"You've got to be f**king me."
"I'm afraid so," Kelly said quietly, her voice a whisper carried only by the wind. She pocketed the paper, loading a clip into her pistol apprehensively. "Unless we wish to stand a chance against such monstrosities pitted against us in the hellhole we've been submitted to, we must retrieve all who survived the onslaught of several bloodthirsty devils."
"The morality rate is drastically high,” Todd observed, while we are low on supplies and lack little medical aid. Should one take a critical condition, they will be submitted to gruesome side-effects before their untimely demises."
"Then we have but little to tarry upon," Phil finally said, a dramatic and impressive declaration in spite of his shy, timid demeanor. "I will not lose her. Load what little ammunition you can fit and pocket the rest, and bring as much nourishment and medical supplies available. The epidemic must have contaminated all food and drink that would have remained in spite of the destruction, and unless a cure can be discovered in the bowels of the hive of madness, we must be careful when refreshing ourselves."
"You show a great deal of leadership when peril strikes," Kelly observed.
"They have Sarah," he muttered silently, a solemn, grave sound uttered that struck the others with astonishment. "I will NOT lose her."
Wiping his auburn hair out of his eyes, he restored his helmet and brandished two pistols, their shining surface a beacon of light in a fading twilight.
Kelly and Linda, greatly enamored with his fortitude and steel determination, raised their weapons in triumph. Todd turned to Travis and, while reluctant, they also followed resolutely with the trio.
Amy wavered, shirking away at the sight of the dead metropolis, a grim foreboding of apparent death. Oceans of blood flashed in her eyes and, with a huge gulp of trepidation, she followed, her gun raised.
~Amy's Diary~ ~2230 Hours~
Groups IV and V found it advantageous to slip apart at the outskirts of the sprawling cityscape, skirting the many buildings in hope that the jeeps, suffering extensive damage from the explosion and rugged terrain below, had been halted.
Those hopes were dashed, as obvious signs of tire tracks wheeled into the city through cracked streets, the stench of burning fuel easily distinguishable. Bodies lay still, eyes staring outward. None approached; for fear that the infection was as contagious as they had said.
Now Amy, her gun held tightly against her chest as a final benevolent symbol of hope in a bleak, darkening future, ventured forth with Phil and Linda somberly scouting ahead. With a normal life forever banished from the realm, chased away by microscopic monsters that subverted the human race to these abominations, she found it harder to remember a more beaming, delightful past. Now her thoughts were enveloped in shadows, an overflowing dread that threatened to strangle her.
"Look sharp," Linda barked, her pistol raised. "Looks like someone wants to rejoin the dead."
Wrapping the excess strands of her silky, black hair into a ponytail, she slipped on her helmet and charged into the foray that laid ahead, her pistol outstretched.
Though a past may have been shattered, a future will be reborn from the ashes of destruction. Like a phoenix reborn from the wastes, happiness would reign once more on a timeless landscape, with human influences sharing its glow.
Until then, though, humanity had to live long enough.
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Post by Danny on Feb 28, 2009 4:22:57 GMT -5
"This will be fine, thank you," Lisa nodded, then turning her attention to the weapon. "You know what we should do?" she said, after standing silently for a moment. "We should go get some fast food, I haven't had hot chips in ages,"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Feb 28, 2009 12:32:52 GMT -5
"Dr. Wong we have more company then expected what should we do" asked Robert over his walkie talkie. Dr. Wong cursed at the news the patrol he sent to watch over the city to keep it in Quarintine failed..if that failed then could one of the infection escaped into the outside world he knew the other cities that had been infected had the gvernment patroling their borders but the governments troops were to thin to be used on the city of Metropolis or thats what he had been told when the government did send a company over here. (Ooc This is good we can always end this one and move on to a new infected city..or a city that is begining to become infected..infact I have ideas). "eliminate them they are not suppose to be in here even if they worked for us all personel outside of their posts must be wiped out" said Dr. Wong over the radio. "are you sure" asked Robert. "yes I am sure" said Dr. Wong as he grinned. "actually change of plans I have plans for them make sure they are taken here alive not dead they will be use to me dead...use whatever form of false hope you can to lure them here" said Dr. Wong. "why the change of plans" asked Robert. "I just want to make sure they are safe from harm" said Dr. Wong who smiled again. "alright..but I am going to need some backup" said Robert. "your not going Niccolo (Ooc That is a real name) and his men will be doing it I want you to stay at your post to make sure they get to their postion" said Dr. Wong. "I am guessing they are going to have a few cuts and torn clothes" said Robert. "you guessed right" said Dr. Wong as he changed the walkie talkies frequency to 2 the line to Niccolo. "Niccolo I need you and your men to dress up like survivors Robert will breif you and make it quick I want all the survivors here in this hospital" said Dr. Wong. "as you wish sir" said Niccolo who then barked the orders in Italien to his men. They took up their knifes and tore their clothes and added a few cuts to bodies. They then took the elevator to the "sniping perch". "what must you do" said Niccolo. "you must bring any survivor you find here to this hospital alive and by any means nessacary" said Robert. "understood" said Niccolo who then took got back into the elevator and breifed his men..even though they would not play a huge role in this as they could hardly speak English. They then exited the hospital and made a pursuit of where Robert saw the man fighting the zombies. *** "that sounds good I could go for a shake and some fries..but how will they be made I mean they may have fresh food from when the infection started but thats probally old and well I don't know how to cook fast food and plus they might have some secret recipie that only the employies know but it wouldn't hurt to grab a bite" said Emily. Emily then began writing down a note for Patrick explaining where they had went. "come on Patrick will catch up" said Emily who exited the house.
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