RPG
Introduction
The Outbreak has just started, Though everyone somehow had a good idea of how it would run its course. One paranoid young man, already had a plan in mind.
Darren Wilcox, a young tech-head and lonely paranoid college grad, sits in his apartment. When the outbreak happens his plan is already in motion. Pepared and aware he sets his goals out.
Theres only one problem, People. People clinging to life and their love-ones. His perfect plan had gone awry, and now a shelter set up for maybe four or five people, might get more than he was hoping for.
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Your character or characters once lived in the Western Region of Colorado, or Eastern Utah, now on a Bus heading to Fort Collins Colorado for Safety. The Government had offer safety and a controlled place to live, far away from the immediate zombie threat.
You reach a local stop at the town on Gunnison, where a young man gets aboard. The bus takes off soon enough down the I50 Interstate Highway.
The man then stands up no a few minutes into the drive out of town up the Rockey Mountains. However the driver swerves the bus to avoid a small pack of undead, Or Horde as they are more commonly known. The Bus tips and crashes. As the Zombies attacks the young man books it toward a small beaten path. That man has a plan.... Might as well follow him to whatever safety hes thought out.
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The basic idea is this is a story of survival. With very day humans caught in a world of danger. Zombies are all about but there are other threats in the Black Valley.
You have some clothing, maybe some perishable food, and some money in your pocket. How will you handle a life stuck in the Rocky Mountains , surrounded by strangers you may or may not trust?
The man, otherwise known as Darren. Has been paranoid enough to buy himself a Bomb Shelter. That hes worked on for the last four years.
Its secure, it has plenty of supplies.. but is it safe?
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Name: (A reasonable name matching your ethical base, First Middle Last) aka (A second name or nickname)
Age:
Gender:
Size and Structure: (Height, Weight, Body Build)
Appearance: (Pictures are encouraged)
Sexual Orientation:
Race: (Don't over analyze your racial origin, just say White, Black, Asian, or etc, and dont overly mix it. Maybe only half)
What is my highest level of education?: (GED, High School Diploma, College Degree, and so on and so on)
My Formal Social Status: (Rich, Poor, Middle Class, ....) (Note your not going to be Super Rich if you have a GED, nor will you be Very Poor if you have a Doctorate)
My Former Occupation: (Your Job must fit in your education, You if you want to have a Military based character you might want to talk to me first. Military characters are discouraged, at the start.)
Home: (Please place Home State or other Country if Not a US citizen, *optional: Please add city/town name)
Back-story: (This is not required to be filled out)
-Updatable-
What is on My Person?: (Must be able to fit on a sling on your back or in your pocket)
What is in my pack or luggage?: (Food, Clothing, Items. You can be vague, like 10 shirts and 5 pants, if you do not have one do not have a pack, you dont have to fill this out)
My Weapons: (You cannot start with Weapons at the start, Only limited to a knife or tazer,maybe a bat.)
My Weapons that I'm currently carrying: (Can only have 3 Weapons on person at a time)
Ammo: (This for now should be left blank at the start, Be specific for each different weapon you have.)
My Current Clothing: (At the start please keep it practical, do not put tactical clothing up at the start)
My Tactical Gear: (No one should have Gear at the start, Leave Blank for later)
My Injures:(Past and Current Injures)
What is in my Personal Storage?: (Items that you can't always bring along but save in the shelter for safe keeping)
Where do I live right now?: (Please place in here what room, or home you are usually staying in)
My Current Events: (State Important events that have happened to you personally in the story so far. This can be left blank at the start. Keep short and simple in bullet format.)
People that have my trust: (People in the story that have your trust so far, this can change in time)
People that do not have my trust: (People in the story that do not your trust so far, this can change in time)
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Name: (Must be American Citizen)
Age:(18-38, note pick your age wisely. Rank fits with the age, there is no such thing as a 18 year old Staff Sergeant)
Gender:
Size and Structure: (Height, Weight, Body Build)
Appearance: (Note, military members dress very Conservative, as well their haircuts are short, small pencil mustaches are the only facial hair allowed at the start. )
Sexual Orientation.- (Note that the Don't Ask Don't tell Repeal never got passed yet in this time frame. Not to repress peoples choice, but this will help bring another dynamic if the person is gay/bi and his hiding it. You can write the characters true sexuality here, but note that everyone that you work with assumes that your Heterosexual. However, I don't want people just making Gay characters to make a point or statement. This isn't a rally for or against. This is just keeping it open.)
Race:(Don't over analyze your racial origin, just say White, Black, Asian, or etc, and dont overly mix it. Maybe only half.)
My Formal Social Status: (Rich, Poor, Middle Class, ....) (Military members are all paid now about the same wage.)
Home:(Please place City and State. Must have been a US citizen for more than 15 years)
Back-story: (This is not required to be filled out)
-Updatable-
My Billet: (My Group Title) (This will be your overall duty to your Unit. Billet will be give by GM)
My Rank (Keep Rank within US Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marine Regulation. Note that this is the rank you desire, this does not mean you will get it. A GM will PM you to let you know if youve gotten the rank or bee promoted or demoted. Please update once PM has been received.)
My MOS: (My main job) (Note for now please only have combat related jobs at this time. example: Rifleman, Motorman, Medic/Corpsman, MP, Combat engineer, etc)
-Military Gear-
(All gear must be in US Military Regulation, No civilian clothes to be worn in the story for Military Characters at the start)
What is on My Person?: (Must be able to fit on a sling on your back or in your pocket)
What is in my pack: (Food, Clothing, Items. You can be vague, like 10 shirts and 5 pants, if you do not have one do not have a pack, you dont have to fill this out)
My Weapons I'm carrying: (Every Military Member will be provided the basic Weaponry,/ 1 M4 Carbine,1 AKOG sight, 1M9 Barrette, 1 Bayonet./ Unless GM or Billet tells otherwise.)
Ammo: (This for now should be left blank at the start, Be specific for each different weapon you have.)
My Current Clothing: (BDU, MRTP, Navy BDU, Tiger Pattern BDU, Frogsuit, Cover, Undershirt)
My Tactical Gear: (Required, Regulation Body Armour, Kevlar Helmet, Boots, Further gear might be given or removed at the start)
My Injures:(Past and Current Injures)
What is in my Storage?: (Civilian Clothing and Items can be here, However You might not always get them when you want.)
Where do I live right now?: (Please place in here what room, or home you are usually staying in)
My Current Events: (State Important events that have happened to you personally in the story so far. This can be left blank at the start. Keep short and simple in bullet format.)
People that have my trust: (People in the story that have your trust so far, this can change in time, Hopefully its people in your platoon.)
People that do not have my trust: (People in the story that do not your trust so far, this can change in time)
Mountaineers Guardsman Platoon 5
(Current Platoon Layout)(Only accepting Colorado National Guardsman)
Platoon Commander: Lt. Tyler
Platoon Sergeant: (Open)
Squad One Leader: (Open)
Squad Two Leader:Sgt Allen
Platoon Medic: (Open)
Rifleman:(open)
Rifleman:Cpl Hutch
Rifleman:(Open)
Rifleman:PFC Patterson
Rifleman: (Open)
Rifleman: (Open)
Rifleman:(Open)
Squad One SAW Gunner:(Open)
Squad Two SAW Gunner: (Open)
Squad One SAW Gunner: (Open)
Squad Two SAW Gunner: (Open)
Communications Engineer: Specialist Ricker
Combat Engineer: (Open)
(Spots can be filled in regardless of when you join. Character will be left unnamed solider until someone fills that role.)
Please follow the rules, and have fun and be creative. Follow the OOC for comments and Updates
Pm me if you have any problems or questions. ( Xersist / All-Day Dreamer )
Darren Wilcox, a young tech-head and lonely paranoid college grad, sits in his apartment. When the outbreak happens his plan is already in motion. Pepared and aware he sets his goals out.
Theres only one problem, People. People clinging to life and their love-ones. His perfect plan had gone awry, and now a shelter set up for maybe four or five people, might get more than he was hoping for.
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Your character or characters once lived in the Western Region of Colorado, or Eastern Utah, now on a Bus heading to Fort Collins Colorado for Safety. The Government had offer safety and a controlled place to live, far away from the immediate zombie threat.
You reach a local stop at the town on Gunnison, where a young man gets aboard. The bus takes off soon enough down the I50 Interstate Highway.
The man then stands up no a few minutes into the drive out of town up the Rockey Mountains. However the driver swerves the bus to avoid a small pack of undead, Or Horde as they are more commonly known. The Bus tips and crashes. As the Zombies attacks the young man books it toward a small beaten path. That man has a plan.... Might as well follow him to whatever safety hes thought out.
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The basic idea is this is a story of survival. With very day humans caught in a world of danger. Zombies are all about but there are other threats in the Black Valley.
You have some clothing, maybe some perishable food, and some money in your pocket. How will you handle a life stuck in the Rocky Mountains , surrounded by strangers you may or may not trust?
The man, otherwise known as Darren. Has been paranoid enough to buy himself a Bomb Shelter. That hes worked on for the last four years.
Its secure, it has plenty of supplies.. but is it safe?
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Character Sheet
(Please update your sheet on a regular basis through the story)
(Must have both the first basic list and the Updatable's list, You must have these two skeletons for me to accept you. Please do not submit a sheet without this, I will not even read it. And if I ask you to fix it, do it as soon as you can so you can start playing otherwise your character will be left in waiting. Look to one of the character lists that have passed before you submit yours. )
(Please update your sheet on a regular basis through the story)
(Must have both the first basic list and the Updatable's list, You must have these two skeletons for me to accept you. Please do not submit a sheet without this, I will not even read it. And if I ask you to fix it, do it as soon as you can so you can start playing otherwise your character will be left in waiting. Look to one of the character lists that have passed before you submit yours. )
Name: (A reasonable name matching your ethical base, First Middle Last) aka (A second name or nickname)
Age:
Gender:
Size and Structure: (Height, Weight, Body Build)
Appearance: (Pictures are encouraged)
Sexual Orientation:
Race: (Don't over analyze your racial origin, just say White, Black, Asian, or etc, and dont overly mix it. Maybe only half)
What is my highest level of education?: (GED, High School Diploma, College Degree, and so on and so on)
My Formal Social Status: (Rich, Poor, Middle Class, ....) (Note your not going to be Super Rich if you have a GED, nor will you be Very Poor if you have a Doctorate)
My Former Occupation: (Your Job must fit in your education, You if you want to have a Military based character you might want to talk to me first. Military characters are discouraged, at the start.)
Home: (Please place Home State or other Country if Not a US citizen, *optional: Please add city/town name)
Back-story: (This is not required to be filled out)
-Updatable-
What is on My Person?: (Must be able to fit on a sling on your back or in your pocket)
What is in my pack or luggage?: (Food, Clothing, Items. You can be vague, like 10 shirts and 5 pants, if you do not have one do not have a pack, you dont have to fill this out)
My Weapons: (You cannot start with Weapons at the start, Only limited to a knife or tazer,maybe a bat.)
My Weapons that I'm currently carrying: (Can only have 3 Weapons on person at a time)
Ammo: (This for now should be left blank at the start, Be specific for each different weapon you have.)
My Current Clothing: (At the start please keep it practical, do not put tactical clothing up at the start)
My Tactical Gear: (No one should have Gear at the start, Leave Blank for later)
My Injures:(Past and Current Injures)
What is in my Personal Storage?: (Items that you can't always bring along but save in the shelter for safe keeping)
Where do I live right now?: (Please place in here what room, or home you are usually staying in)
My Current Events: (State Important events that have happened to you personally in the story so far. This can be left blank at the start. Keep short and simple in bullet format.)
People that have my trust: (People in the story that have your trust so far, this can change in time)
People that do not have my trust: (People in the story that do not your trust so far, this can change in time)
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-UPDATE!-
-Military Characters-
(Not accepting Officers at this time Enlisted only)
(Same two part rules apply if you don't have both I cannot accept you.)
-Military Characters-
(Not accepting Officers at this time Enlisted only)
(Same two part rules apply if you don't have both I cannot accept you.)
Name: (Must be American Citizen)
Age:(18-38, note pick your age wisely. Rank fits with the age, there is no such thing as a 18 year old Staff Sergeant)
Gender:
Size and Structure: (Height, Weight, Body Build)
Appearance: (Note, military members dress very Conservative, as well their haircuts are short, small pencil mustaches are the only facial hair allowed at the start. )
Sexual Orientation.- (Note that the Don't Ask Don't tell Repeal never got passed yet in this time frame. Not to repress peoples choice, but this will help bring another dynamic if the person is gay/bi and his hiding it. You can write the characters true sexuality here, but note that everyone that you work with assumes that your Heterosexual. However, I don't want people just making Gay characters to make a point or statement. This isn't a rally for or against. This is just keeping it open.)
Race:(Don't over analyze your racial origin, just say White, Black, Asian, or etc, and dont overly mix it. Maybe only half.)
My Formal Social Status: (Rich, Poor, Middle Class, ....) (Military members are all paid now about the same wage.)
Home:(Please place City and State. Must have been a US citizen for more than 15 years)
Back-story: (This is not required to be filled out)
-Updatable-
My Billet: (My Group Title) (This will be your overall duty to your Unit. Billet will be give by GM)
My Rank (Keep Rank within US Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marine Regulation. Note that this is the rank you desire, this does not mean you will get it. A GM will PM you to let you know if youve gotten the rank or bee promoted or demoted. Please update once PM has been received.)
My MOS: (My main job) (Note for now please only have combat related jobs at this time. example: Rifleman, Motorman, Medic/Corpsman, MP, Combat engineer, etc)
-Military Gear-
(All gear must be in US Military Regulation, No civilian clothes to be worn in the story for Military Characters at the start)
What is on My Person?: (Must be able to fit on a sling on your back or in your pocket)
What is in my pack: (Food, Clothing, Items. You can be vague, like 10 shirts and 5 pants, if you do not have one do not have a pack, you dont have to fill this out)
My Weapons I'm carrying: (Every Military Member will be provided the basic Weaponry,/ 1 M4 Carbine,1 AKOG sight, 1M9 Barrette, 1 Bayonet./ Unless GM or Billet tells otherwise.)
Ammo: (This for now should be left blank at the start, Be specific for each different weapon you have.)
My Current Clothing: (BDU, MRTP, Navy BDU, Tiger Pattern BDU, Frogsuit, Cover, Undershirt)
My Tactical Gear: (Required, Regulation Body Armour, Kevlar Helmet, Boots, Further gear might be given or removed at the start)
My Injures:(Past and Current Injures)
What is in my Storage?: (Civilian Clothing and Items can be here, However You might not always get them when you want.)
Where do I live right now?: (Please place in here what room, or home you are usually staying in)
My Current Events: (State Important events that have happened to you personally in the story so far. This can be left blank at the start. Keep short and simple in bullet format.)
People that have my trust: (People in the story that have your trust so far, this can change in time, Hopefully its people in your platoon.)
People that do not have my trust: (People in the story that do not your trust so far, this can change in time)
Mountaineers Guardsman Platoon 5
(Current Platoon Layout)(Only accepting Colorado National Guardsman)
Platoon Commander: Lt. Tyler
Platoon Sergeant: (Open)
Squad One Leader: (Open)
Squad Two Leader:Sgt Allen
Platoon Medic: (Open)
Rifleman:(open)
Rifleman:Cpl Hutch
Rifleman:(Open)
Rifleman:PFC Patterson
Rifleman: (Open)
Rifleman: (Open)
Rifleman:(Open)
Squad One SAW Gunner:(Open)
Squad Two SAW Gunner: (Open)
Squad One SAW Gunner: (Open)
Squad Two SAW Gunner: (Open)
Communications Engineer: Specialist Ricker
Combat Engineer: (Open)
(Spots can be filled in regardless of when you join. Character will be left unnamed solider until someone fills that role.)
Please follow the rules, and have fun and be creative. Follow the OOC for comments and Updates
Pm me if you have any problems or questions. ( Xersist / All-Day Dreamer )
Rules
Basic Rules
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1.(Keep the Language controllable) Don't have your character swearing every two seconds. Though swearing is not discouraged when the time is right.
2.(Keep the Sexual Content Under NC-17) If you think its bad, don't do it. Go to black and save it for PMs.
3.(Be Civil in the OOC) Act like adults and do not rudely argue, discourage, or demean other players.
4.(Do not Kill another Character) If You cannot control that character you can not kill him/her without permission (Rule does not apply to simple NPCs and Zombies)
5.(PVP Fighting is always Assumed) Fighting can only be set up in a hinting manner. Damage can only be done personally or by a GM, Your attacks can only be suggested, not fully delivered. Your opponent will control their characters damage. (PVP will be monitored for fairness by a GM.)
6.(No Military Grade Weapons) Unless told or allowed by GM that it is allowed to start with a Military weapon or ammo at the start of your characters story.
7. (Being Bit does not always turn you into a Zombie)
8. (Must Post Regularly) Must Post atleast in atleast 2-3 days. If the player does not post in the IC or OOC in 7 days the Player will be assumed dead or eaten. If not able to post for any reason please contact a GM, so your character can stay alive.
9. (Rules may be added or removed by Gm if necessary)
ZOMBIE RULES
1. (Zombies are both Undead and Infected) Zombies had come from both living humans and the long dead. Zombies are not Magic based, can die by normal Zombie killing means. Eats Flesh as well as Brains. There is no cure so far...
2. (A GM will let you know if you are fully infected.)
3.( ZOMBIE Character) You must post or edit your character sheet with big Bold Letters at the top of your sheet stating. ZOMBIE! (in either black or red letters)
4. (Takes 1-2 Days to become fully infected.)
5. (Zombies can not be controlled, talked to, or reasoned with) Brainless
6. (Zombie Classes) Zombies will mutate over time, creating unique variations as time rolls on. (See Left 4 Dead for examples)
7. (Zombies Hordes are created by GMs) Zombie Hordes can only be summoned by GMs. However small groups or individual zombies can be summoned by normal players. GM control the mass direction of the Zombies, Players can only control the Zombies they can see by their characters. (Zombies cannot be summoned withing the Shelter.)
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1.(Keep the Language controllable) Don't have your character swearing every two seconds. Though swearing is not discouraged when the time is right.
2.(Keep the Sexual Content Under NC-17) If you think its bad, don't do it. Go to black and save it for PMs.
3.(Be Civil in the OOC) Act like adults and do not rudely argue, discourage, or demean other players.
4.(Do not Kill another Character) If You cannot control that character you can not kill him/her without permission (Rule does not apply to simple NPCs and Zombies)
5.(PVP Fighting is always Assumed) Fighting can only be set up in a hinting manner. Damage can only be done personally or by a GM, Your attacks can only be suggested, not fully delivered. Your opponent will control their characters damage. (PVP will be monitored for fairness by a GM.)
6.(No Military Grade Weapons) Unless told or allowed by GM that it is allowed to start with a Military weapon or ammo at the start of your characters story.
7. (Being Bit does not always turn you into a Zombie)
8. (Must Post Regularly) Must Post atleast in atleast 2-3 days. If the player does not post in the IC or OOC in 7 days the Player will be assumed dead or eaten. If not able to post for any reason please contact a GM, so your character can stay alive.
9. (Rules may be added or removed by Gm if necessary)
ZOMBIE RULES
1. (Zombies are both Undead and Infected) Zombies had come from both living humans and the long dead. Zombies are not Magic based, can die by normal Zombie killing means. Eats Flesh as well as Brains. There is no cure so far...
2. (A GM will let you know if you are fully infected.)
3.( ZOMBIE Character) You must post or edit your character sheet with big Bold Letters at the top of your sheet stating. ZOMBIE! (in either black or red letters)
4. (Takes 1-2 Days to become fully infected.)
5. (Zombies can not be controlled, talked to, or reasoned with) Brainless
6. (Zombie Classes) Zombies will mutate over time, creating unique variations as time rolls on. (See Left 4 Dead for examples)
7. (Zombies Hordes are created by GMs) Zombie Hordes can only be summoned by GMs. However small groups or individual zombies can be summoned by normal players. GM control the mass direction of the Zombies, Players can only control the Zombies they can see by their characters. (Zombies cannot be summoned withing the Shelter.)
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Places in The Black Shelter: Zombie Outbreak Year 1
63 postsZombie Earth (Year 2012)
The Earth as we now know it. Ruled by those who Deserve to die.
0 postsUZA (United Zombieworld of America)
The US is in shambles, only loose collectives of the once mighty republic stand. The land that was once the home of the Free and Brave, is now lost to the Horde.
2 postsColorado Region
The Land of Colorado is vast and open, as well the Rockey Mountains shape this land.
20 postsGunnison
The small Sleepy Town of Gunnison Colordao
0 postsGunnison Shucken's Grocery Store
All the Shucks you Could ever Hope For Sale 20% on all Bullets...
3 postsWestern State College
Home of the Fighting Mountaineers!
14 postsBlack Valley
The High and loomy cliffs of the Black Valley. Their walls thick and ancient. Just outside of Gunnison.
1 postsThe Black Shelter
The Shelter is hidden under the ground, under a rusty old barn shed.
0 postsCell 1
The First Block of rooms facing the NorthWest. Occupants: (none so far)
0 postsCell 2
The Block of Rooms that houses to the North-East. Occupants- (none so far)
0 postsCell 3
Block of rooms facing the South-East. Occupants- (none so far)
0 postsCell 4
Block of Rooms facing the South-West. Occupants:(none so far)
0 postsPueblo
City in Colorado, Known Safe Zone from the Scourge in Colorado.
2 postsColorado Springs
Home of the Fighting 1-157th Infantry Division
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OOC Notes
August, 21, 2012
A Convoy of buses rolled through the mountains. Three Large traveling Buses right behind one another as they head up the moutnianside, drivig up the I 50 Interstate Highway. The shaky metallic tin can rumbled down the quiet four lane asphalt road, crashed cars, litter, and burning engines covered the sides of the roads, seemingly pushed aside by something big, maybe a tractor or bulldozer. The smell of dead bodies filling the smoggy air.
The Three bus convoy stopped, making one last fill up before reaching Pueblo, then strait up around Denver to Fort Collins. They stopped small town of Gunnison, saved by the scourge, for now. Barbwired fences Blocked the Main roads. National Guard Standing at the "Gate" into the town.
A Government official, a solider, in a gas mask stepped on to the first bus. Two others did the same, saying the same thing as the one in the first. He held a clipboard in his hand, and a pistol at his belt. They all three spoke the same speech as if practiced.
"Alright folks this is Gunnison. This stop is the last one before you reach Pueblo, Though note the driver might be ordered to go around the City, as Pueblo has not been confirmed secured. I'd ask that you prepare before hand if you are not allowed to stop at Pueblo. '
"The Government is giving free Blankets and 3 Meals ready to Eat, or MREs, That should be enough food till you get to Aurora. However you are allowed to buy food and supplies at the Local Grocery Store right next to the Station. Heres a map of the local town, Please stay inside the Green outlined area. Outside that is an unconfirmed zone. Do not go to any private homes or private property. Please stay in a group or with at-least one person. We will be setting off in 3 hours.... 3 Hours! Once we leave were gone. There is no roll call sheet and we do not have the time or gas to turn around and get you. This is a service and humanitarian aid, for you to be safe. Don't abuse it. All right, when you pass by me get your map, then walk over to the line to get your blankets and MREs. Or you can go to the shop. If you have any questions ask me before you get back on. " He sighed and pulled the small sheets of paper that was the map. "
A small line was already setting up with Soliders and Goverment workers handing out the Meshed Cotton Blankets and the MREs. They were guarded by a small squad of soldiers. Standing around the line, probably to prevent stealing.
The Grocery Store was just a walk across the barren Interstate. Trucks and people hurrly running in and out of the store with goods. The prices inside were Hiked extremely high. The Grocery store had only essential goods, there were only limited amount of gardening tools and 10 overly priced hunting rifles,and 5 Pistols. Ammo was locked and secured, protected by two armed workers with Shotguns.
A man in glasses and Brown hair walked up to the Bus clutching his Pack his eyes looking about. He waited for the People to get off, so he could get on. He flexed his glasses on his face, then rubbed his nose. He sifted his pack again, looking uneasy.
A Convoy of buses rolled through the mountains. Three Large traveling Buses right behind one another as they head up the moutnianside, drivig up the I 50 Interstate Highway. The shaky metallic tin can rumbled down the quiet four lane asphalt road, crashed cars, litter, and burning engines covered the sides of the roads, seemingly pushed aside by something big, maybe a tractor or bulldozer. The smell of dead bodies filling the smoggy air.
The Three bus convoy stopped, making one last fill up before reaching Pueblo, then strait up around Denver to Fort Collins. They stopped small town of Gunnison, saved by the scourge, for now. Barbwired fences Blocked the Main roads. National Guard Standing at the "Gate" into the town.
A Government official, a solider, in a gas mask stepped on to the first bus. Two others did the same, saying the same thing as the one in the first. He held a clipboard in his hand, and a pistol at his belt. They all three spoke the same speech as if practiced.
"Alright folks this is Gunnison. This stop is the last one before you reach Pueblo, Though note the driver might be ordered to go around the City, as Pueblo has not been confirmed secured. I'd ask that you prepare before hand if you are not allowed to stop at Pueblo. '
"The Government is giving free Blankets and 3 Meals ready to Eat, or MREs, That should be enough food till you get to Aurora. However you are allowed to buy food and supplies at the Local Grocery Store right next to the Station. Heres a map of the local town, Please stay inside the Green outlined area. Outside that is an unconfirmed zone. Do not go to any private homes or private property. Please stay in a group or with at-least one person. We will be setting off in 3 hours.... 3 Hours! Once we leave were gone. There is no roll call sheet and we do not have the time or gas to turn around and get you. This is a service and humanitarian aid, for you to be safe. Don't abuse it. All right, when you pass by me get your map, then walk over to the line to get your blankets and MREs. Or you can go to the shop. If you have any questions ask me before you get back on. " He sighed and pulled the small sheets of paper that was the map. "
A small line was already setting up with Soliders and Goverment workers handing out the Meshed Cotton Blankets and the MREs. They were guarded by a small squad of soldiers. Standing around the line, probably to prevent stealing.
The Grocery Store was just a walk across the barren Interstate. Trucks and people hurrly running in and out of the store with goods. The prices inside were Hiked extremely high. The Grocery store had only essential goods, there were only limited amount of gardening tools and 10 overly priced hunting rifles,and 5 Pistols. Ammo was locked and secured, protected by two armed workers with Shotguns.
A man in glasses and Brown hair walked up to the Bus clutching his Pack his eyes looking about. He waited for the People to get off, so he could get on. He flexed his glasses on his face, then rubbed his nose. He sifted his pack again, looking uneasy.
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Anoko stepped off the bus and looked around pushing her long multi-colored hair out of her face. She frowned softly and looked around, listening to the man giving instructions. She went over to receive her map, she seemed like your average run of the mill collage student. She was wearing her normal black dress boots, black skinny jeans and a purple shirt with another netted shirt under it. She received the blanket and the MRE's putting them into her bag, folding the blanket into a small easily carried size. This blanket was added to a blanket she already had with her. A blanket she carried more for sentimental value. It was a small red and black skully fleece blanket she got in 2009, when she went shopping with friends that were now gone. "Спасибо..." She paused for a moment after speaking in Russian. "Uh sorry, Thank you." She said rearranging her bag so the weight was evenly distributed.
She walked into the store and browsed, she frowned softly finding nothing she would find of use or that she liked. She soon left the store and walked toward the library indicated on the map. She was alone and didn't have anyone with her, but she thought as long as she remained in the highlighted area she should be fine, if not she had her pocket knife. She walked up the stone steps of the library and walked inside pushing the door open. She went to a specific aisle and picked out three books before putting them in her bag and walking back outside, she jogged back to the bus to avoid missing the three hour deadline, even though she knew she was early. She stepped onto the bus and spotted a brown haired young man. She sat down avoiding the other people. She took out one of the books and opened it to the first page, might as well have something to read during the trip.
(I find it funny you chose the 21st of August to start the rp O_O it's a day before my birthday XD If you want me to add more please tell me.)
She walked into the store and browsed, she frowned softly finding nothing she would find of use or that she liked. She soon left the store and walked toward the library indicated on the map. She was alone and didn't have anyone with her, but she thought as long as she remained in the highlighted area she should be fine, if not she had her pocket knife. She walked up the stone steps of the library and walked inside pushing the door open. She went to a specific aisle and picked out three books before putting them in her bag and walking back outside, she jogged back to the bus to avoid missing the three hour deadline, even though she knew she was early. She stepped onto the bus and spotted a brown haired young man. She sat down avoiding the other people. She took out one of the books and opened it to the first page, might as well have something to read during the trip.
(I find it funny you chose the 21st of August to start the rp O_O it's a day before my birthday XD If you want me to add more please tell me.)
OOC Notes
Emilia looked out the windows of the bus and sighed. It was more stressful dealing with zombies then when her parents died. At least then she was still able to live, but here was a different story. Before she got onto the bus she saw someone get attacked by a zombie. Emilia was going to help the girl, but it was too late. She thought it was ridiculous what was going on. Her life only became more difficult after the whole zombie thing. Just when she was about to get a job it all broke out. That made her angry and she wanted to kill all of the zombies, but she controlled her anger and swiped a few things. Emilia turned her attention to the front and listened to the man on the bus. Three more hours before they made it to the safe zone? Sighing she laid back until the final stop. When the bus actually stopped she was one of the first people to stand up and walk off.
Stretching her arms she noticed a girl walk off by herself. It wasn't her problem if something happened to the girl. She didn't feel like getting lost so she hung close to the bus. The last thing she needed was to die. Emilia put it in her mind that she was only going to look out for herself, everyone else was going to have to look out for themselves. She didn't feel like babysitting anyone. If she wasn't getting paid, then it wasn't her job to. Emilia looked at the ground and saw a twenty dollar bill. She looked around to see if anyone was looking for it; when she saw no one was she picked it up. More money for herself and for when she got to the next safe zone, or at least that's what everyone said. She kept her pocket knife close by just on in case though.
Stretching her arms she noticed a girl walk off by herself. It wasn't her problem if something happened to the girl. She didn't feel like getting lost so she hung close to the bus. The last thing she needed was to die. Emilia put it in her mind that she was only going to look out for herself, everyone else was going to have to look out for themselves. She didn't feel like babysitting anyone. If she wasn't getting paid, then it wasn't her job to. Emilia looked at the ground and saw a twenty dollar bill. She looked around to see if anyone was looking for it; when she saw no one was she picked it up. More money for herself and for when she got to the next safe zone, or at least that's what everyone said. She kept her pocket knife close by just on in case though.
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Kassidy kept glancing around at everyone on the bus with skepticism, never letting her eyes stay on any one individual for two long. Her only knowledge of zombies had been what she'd seen on movies and she was just waiting for someone to freak out, cause a panic, and get them all killed. Much to her surprise, and relief, nothing like that happened. They had arrived at a safe area and were allowed to get off and grab some essentials from the store. The brunette clutched her messenger bag stuffed full of clothes close to her body, hesitating and wondering if she should get off at all. She did have some money and was hungry, so she exhaled once and decided to get off. In the store she walked through the aisles, tempted to stock up on candy, but she didn't want to waste all of her money on candy when she could be saving it for something more important. "One tiny box wouldn't hurt." She picked up a box of Junior Mints and a Pepsi for the road. After paying for them she went back outside and stood by the storefront, not quite ready to get back on the bus but too afraid to go anywhere else.
"I wonder how mom and dad are doing back at home." She knew it was silly, but some part of her hoped she could just call home, they would actually answer, and tell her everything was okay. "Think about that later." She clapped the side of her head with her friend hand and laughed nervously. This whole situation really sucked. She got the scholarship she'd always dreamed of and now a freaking zombie apocalypse was ruining everything. All of those years of countless lessons and performances, for what? Unless she could kill a zombie with pirouettes all of her skills were now useless. But, before she was reduced to brooding, Kassidy pushed all of her negative thoughts to the back of her mind and focused on what was important. She was still alive and planned on surviving. So after some time spent looking around at all of the strangers she decided to head back to the bus.
"I wonder how mom and dad are doing back at home." She knew it was silly, but some part of her hoped she could just call home, they would actually answer, and tell her everything was okay. "Think about that later." She clapped the side of her head with her friend hand and laughed nervously. This whole situation really sucked. She got the scholarship she'd always dreamed of and now a freaking zombie apocalypse was ruining everything. All of those years of countless lessons and performances, for what? Unless she could kill a zombie with pirouettes all of her skills were now useless. But, before she was reduced to brooding, Kassidy pushed all of her negative thoughts to the back of her mind and focused on what was important. She was still alive and planned on surviving. So after some time spent looking around at all of the strangers she decided to head back to the bus.
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Rina stepped off the bus quickly, moving out of the way for others to do the same. She placed the map she now held into the bag at her side and moved to get her blanket and MRE's. After receiving them, the Japanese teen moved out of the way yet again since she knew there were others who were more needy than her. She put everything away and pulled out the map, knowing she had less than 3 hours left now she stared at the map to figure out what to do to spend her time.
She decided not to leave the buses, sitting on the ground for a short amount of time, almost laughing as the endless stream of people finally ceased to exit them. Rina quietly stood, walking over to re-enter the bus and found herself a seat, muttering to herself in both English and French, and all the Asian languages she knew including Japanese and Korean. She gripped her rosary necklace tightly in her hand as she prayed in all the languages she knew. To anyone else, she may have seemed very obviously upset like many of the others; or crazy. But it was nice to comfort herself in some of the languages she knew, very oddly comforting.
" Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women, And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners, Now and at the hour of our death. Amen.. Avu~emaria, megumi afureru. Omo wa anata to tomoni imasu. , Josei to no ma ni nata o shukufuku shite shukufuku sa re,nata no shikyū wa, iesukirisuto no kajitsu ga. Watashi-tachi no tame ni Kiyoshi maria,-shin, inori no haha zainin, kon, watashi-tachi no shi no jikan ni. Āmen.." She continued in Korean, then French, going through each language as she prayed carefully to the Mother of God.
She decided not to leave the buses, sitting on the ground for a short amount of time, almost laughing as the endless stream of people finally ceased to exit them. Rina quietly stood, walking over to re-enter the bus and found herself a seat, muttering to herself in both English and French, and all the Asian languages she knew including Japanese and Korean. She gripped her rosary necklace tightly in her hand as she prayed in all the languages she knew. To anyone else, she may have seemed very obviously upset like many of the others; or crazy. But it was nice to comfort herself in some of the languages she knew, very oddly comforting.
" Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women, And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners, Now and at the hour of our death. Amen.. Avu~emaria, megumi afureru. Omo wa anata to tomoni imasu. , Josei to no ma ni nata o shukufuku shite shukufuku sa re,nata no shikyū wa, iesukirisuto no kajitsu ga. Watashi-tachi no tame ni Kiyoshi maria,-shin, inori no haha zainin, kon, watashi-tachi no shi no jikan ni. Āmen.." She continued in Korean, then French, going through each language as she prayed carefully to the Mother of God.
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Arianna hummed quietly to herself. The bus stopped and an army general stepped into the bus. She saw he was good looking underneath the uniform she winked at him. Arianna giggled and looked out the window listening vaguely to what the general was saying. When others stood up she followed quickly.
She ran her hand against one of the soldiers chests reaching up to play with his hair with her hand.
"Want to give me a private tour? ". She winked. She saw him stiffen he was uncomfortable. She giggled.
"oh come on. I'm just so helpless. I might get lost". She saturated her voice with Faux innocence. "please..". She looked up at him wide eyed. He shook his head. She crossed her arms, grabbed her blanket and meals and stalked out of the bus huffing.
She saw a nerdy looking guy he wanted to get onto the bus, she stood near him. She had forgotten to grab a map. Arianna smiled at him.
"Hi, I'm Arriana. People call me Pet. Don't ask me why". She rolled her eyes while holding out her small hand for him to shake.
"I don't suppose you know where your going do you? Because I for one have idea.". She continued with out a breath. She looked over her back and winked at the solider again.
He's totally checking me out... She though.
She ran her hand against one of the soldiers chests reaching up to play with his hair with her hand.
"Want to give me a private tour? ". She winked. She saw him stiffen he was uncomfortable. She giggled.
"oh come on. I'm just so helpless. I might get lost". She saturated her voice with Faux innocence. "please..". She looked up at him wide eyed. He shook his head. She crossed her arms, grabbed her blanket and meals and stalked out of the bus huffing.
She saw a nerdy looking guy he wanted to get onto the bus, she stood near him. She had forgotten to grab a map. Arianna smiled at him.
"Hi, I'm Arriana. People call me Pet. Don't ask me why". She rolled her eyes while holding out her small hand for him to shake.
"I don't suppose you know where your going do you? Because I for one have idea.". She continued with out a breath. She looked over her back and winked at the solider again.
He's totally checking me out... She though.
OOC Notes
Andre had spent the majority of the journey so far listening to his iPod, and it was about fifteen minutes before the bus had pulled into Gunnison that the darn thing had gone flat. He'd slipped it into his shirt pocket, just in the unlikely event he found himself with access to a USB power source any time between now and the rebuilding of society as we know it.
He listened intent to the instructions which were issued, and collected his map, blanket and MREs, getting off the bus an looking around. A few people dispered, mostly towards the general store, a few in other directions. He questioned the wisdom of those who seemed to walk off alone, contrary to the soldier's instructions, but he imagined that each of them must have their own plan, or something they were looking for.
He looked around at the soldiers themselves. They seemed uncomfortable (not least that one being practically propositioned by the blonde girl...) and he was sure that there was some sort of disorganisation in the chain of command above them. Everything about this rescue mission was a bit slap-dash. Not that he was complaining. He was immensely grateful for it. He'd been on his way to boulder airport to fly home to Toronto when the outbreak had occured, and had been lucky enough to be picked up by one of the rescue parties. So far, he'd heard nothing about how widespread the outbreak was, but he hoped his family north of the border were safe.
He was determined to make himself useful in some way. He was three years into his medical degree, but he knew that the only thing he'd be likely to need in this situation was basic first aid. So much for $40,000 in fees. Even so, he knew the sort of supplies it would be useful to stock up on. So the first thing he did was unfurled the map and looked for the hospital. With dismay, he noticed it was outside of the green zone. But then the soldier did say the town was unconfirmed, obviously the forces hadn't managed to push the perimeter that far out yet.
However, the college was in the green zone. They might have some medical supplies there. But it was a way out, and he didn't fancy his chances of finding anyone who'd be willing to come with him. So, reluctantly, he went into the store and picked up some antiseptic lotion, some alcohol based hand-gel, some vitamin pills and packet of potatoe chips, then made back for the bus.
He looked at his watch; there was still a couple of hours to go. He thought more and more about the college, and whether there would be anything useful to salvage there.
"Hey," he said out loud to anyone who was listening, "I'm thinking of going over to the college building to see if there's any first aid or medical items we could use. Is anyone up for coming with me?"
He listened intent to the instructions which were issued, and collected his map, blanket and MREs, getting off the bus an looking around. A few people dispered, mostly towards the general store, a few in other directions. He questioned the wisdom of those who seemed to walk off alone, contrary to the soldier's instructions, but he imagined that each of them must have their own plan, or something they were looking for.
He looked around at the soldiers themselves. They seemed uncomfortable (not least that one being practically propositioned by the blonde girl...) and he was sure that there was some sort of disorganisation in the chain of command above them. Everything about this rescue mission was a bit slap-dash. Not that he was complaining. He was immensely grateful for it. He'd been on his way to boulder airport to fly home to Toronto when the outbreak had occured, and had been lucky enough to be picked up by one of the rescue parties. So far, he'd heard nothing about how widespread the outbreak was, but he hoped his family north of the border were safe.
He was determined to make himself useful in some way. He was three years into his medical degree, but he knew that the only thing he'd be likely to need in this situation was basic first aid. So much for $40,000 in fees. Even so, he knew the sort of supplies it would be useful to stock up on. So the first thing he did was unfurled the map and looked for the hospital. With dismay, he noticed it was outside of the green zone. But then the soldier did say the town was unconfirmed, obviously the forces hadn't managed to push the perimeter that far out yet.
However, the college was in the green zone. They might have some medical supplies there. But it was a way out, and he didn't fancy his chances of finding anyone who'd be willing to come with him. So, reluctantly, he went into the store and picked up some antiseptic lotion, some alcohol based hand-gel, some vitamin pills and packet of potatoe chips, then made back for the bus.
He looked at his watch; there was still a couple of hours to go. He thought more and more about the college, and whether there would be anything useful to salvage there.
"Hey," he said out loud to anyone who was listening, "I'm thinking of going over to the college building to see if there's any first aid or medical items we could use. Is anyone up for coming with me?"
OOC Notes
It was a few hours since he had left the Hampton hotel and, he was tired of walking. Though, to stop now seemed to be the quickest way to death. With a baseball bat in hand, he warily walked down the street, dragging the baseball bat across the ground. It was as if he was part of a Hollywood movie, as it started out exactly like one. People screaming, mass chaos, and then well, the dead were walking. It had taking him an hour to finally get over the fact that he was living in a completely different world now.
He had heard of an evacuation point somewhere in the town of Gunnison, and he knew it wasn't that far away from where he was staying, though, it seemed to be as he was traveling by foot. In the chaos, back at the Hampton he managed to lose his car keys, and didn't particularly want to stick around trying to find them. He was half hoping at that time that it was just a horrible dream, and he was still hoping that it was. Though, reality had sat in by the time he was away from the chaos. How lucky he was to get away. It was oddly quiet the entire trip with nothing around, an eerie silence as he pushed himself towards the town. He had only seen a couple of walkers prior to leaving the last town, but that was a brief second through the entire chaos.
Continuing along the road he sighed, dehydration was most likely setting in, as well as hunger, but he knew the moment he stopped and rested, something horrible was going to happen, which kept him pushing towards the town, which a couple of out lying houses were in view, as well as a sign that stated "Welcome to Gunnison." He had been traveling along State road 51, as he had passed through the town a couple of days prior to hell coming to earth. With the town in site, he was hoping, praying even, that it wasn't all abandoned. The first thing he was going to do when he got there, was to collapse and probably sleep. "Only another mile and a half." He weakly expressed out loud, pushing forwards.
He had heard of an evacuation point somewhere in the town of Gunnison, and he knew it wasn't that far away from where he was staying, though, it seemed to be as he was traveling by foot. In the chaos, back at the Hampton he managed to lose his car keys, and didn't particularly want to stick around trying to find them. He was half hoping at that time that it was just a horrible dream, and he was still hoping that it was. Though, reality had sat in by the time he was away from the chaos. How lucky he was to get away. It was oddly quiet the entire trip with nothing around, an eerie silence as he pushed himself towards the town. He had only seen a couple of walkers prior to leaving the last town, but that was a brief second through the entire chaos.
Continuing along the road he sighed, dehydration was most likely setting in, as well as hunger, but he knew the moment he stopped and rested, something horrible was going to happen, which kept him pushing towards the town, which a couple of out lying houses were in view, as well as a sign that stated "Welcome to Gunnison." He had been traveling along State road 51, as he had passed through the town a couple of days prior to hell coming to earth. With the town in site, he was hoping, praying even, that it wasn't all abandoned. The first thing he was going to do when he got there, was to collapse and probably sleep. "Only another mile and a half." He weakly expressed out loud, pushing forwards.
OOC Notes
Trinity stepped off the bus with the few remaining students of her privet school, On her way here she had tried to get contact with her family and couldn't so she is still dealing with the sad truth that her family was most likely died. She ran a hand through her dark plum hair and let her eyes roam over the other refugees. With a sigh Trinity walked over to where the were passing out blankets and such, hoping to get it and wounder away from the others. Wow, this...sucks. she thought a delicate tear escaped her eye and she brushed it away, she had to be strong for the family that was gone.
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Darren took to the steps when he was stopped by a blonde woman. His eyes looking up for a moment under his rimmed glasses. She had a look about her that said, "My Daddy never gave me enough attention, but I'm no slut. Not unless you bark like a dog." Darren Thought to himself as he looked at her, instantly judging her apathetic demur of the hostile situation. "Why is she dressed like that, This isnt a trip to the mall, its the end of days..." He paused and scanned a possible future of her lifeless body walking in a mesh of her trendy clothing, blood dripping from her ow saggy lips. Her former glowing ad probably fake contact lens, gone from her eyes.
All this thought and pre-expectation was only a moment and he looked at her. He then broke the demeanor and gave a fake facade as she was. "Why-y Hello." Already assuming that she expected him to be some prattling nerd. He gave a small smiled and faked a look away. Acting as if he was astonished by her looks.
"Hi, I'm Arriana. People call me Pet. Don't ask me why". She rolled her eyes while holding out her small hand for him to shake. "I don't suppose you know where your going do you? Because I for one have idea.". She continued with out a breath.
He brought his hand up jittering , to Shake. "Yee-aa, I Kinda did... whaa, did you have in mind." He gave a weak shake. To assume that he was easy and weak.
Then another Younger man stood up in the near empty Bus. He spoke out clearly to whoever was listing. "Hey, I'm thinking of going over to the college building to see if there's any first aid or medical items we could use. Is anyone up for coming with me?"
Darren almost broke his facade for a moment, thinking. He looked at the mans hands, 'Minor cuts.' He looked to his bag. There were alot of squared shapes. 'books' 'He looks to young to be a doctor... maybe a student... intern maybe...' He only assumed. 'Maybe a nurse..' He smirked. 'Murse. (man nurse)'
'Regardless of his training, or that he might not have any, I forgot that their might not being enough essential medical care in the Shelter... I'll help him and get aything I might need. Flu shots, Pain killers, Blood.... Im a O- so there should be plenty for me...' He thought was again for seconds.
He stood to the top step. "Um ya!, I'm game... me and umm Arriana, can come with..." He then looked back at the Bimbo. "I hope that doesn't ruin your plans or anything?.. My names Darren." He then turned so the other young man could Hear him. "Darren Wilcox... I'm a native to this town." He said with a smile.
All this thought and pre-expectation was only a moment and he looked at her. He then broke the demeanor and gave a fake facade as she was. "Why-y Hello." Already assuming that she expected him to be some prattling nerd. He gave a small smiled and faked a look away. Acting as if he was astonished by her looks.
"Hi, I'm Arriana. People call me Pet. Don't ask me why". She rolled her eyes while holding out her small hand for him to shake. "I don't suppose you know where your going do you? Because I for one have idea.". She continued with out a breath.
He brought his hand up jittering , to Shake. "Yee-aa, I Kinda did... whaa, did you have in mind." He gave a weak shake. To assume that he was easy and weak.
Then another Younger man stood up in the near empty Bus. He spoke out clearly to whoever was listing. "Hey, I'm thinking of going over to the college building to see if there's any first aid or medical items we could use. Is anyone up for coming with me?"
Darren almost broke his facade for a moment, thinking. He looked at the mans hands, 'Minor cuts.' He looked to his bag. There were alot of squared shapes. 'books' 'He looks to young to be a doctor... maybe a student... intern maybe...' He only assumed. 'Maybe a nurse..' He smirked. 'Murse. (man nurse)'
'Regardless of his training, or that he might not have any, I forgot that their might not being enough essential medical care in the Shelter... I'll help him and get aything I might need. Flu shots, Pain killers, Blood.... Im a O- so there should be plenty for me...' He thought was again for seconds.
He stood to the top step. "Um ya!, I'm game... me and umm Arriana, can come with..." He then looked back at the Bimbo. "I hope that doesn't ruin your plans or anything?.. My names Darren." He then turned so the other young man could Hear him. "Darren Wilcox... I'm a native to this town." He said with a smile.
OOC Notes
Ariana Looked at the guy who said his name was Darren. He stuttered as he shakily shook her hand. She cocked her head he seemed like a bit of a push over but nice nonetheless. He looked at her with a astonished expression a small giggled escaped her lips. She smiled eagerly when he said he knew where he was going. Well she thought that's what he said, Darren stuttered terribly.
He reminded Ariana of her brother, she smirked. How did she not recognize this before! He was exactly like her brother. All sweet and innocent, very smart, perfect child. She knew this is exactly what Darren would be like. Her brow furrowed she had no idea where her brother was. Or any of her family really other than her parents. They were in their safe house. She rolled her eyes again.
Ariana looked back to the young man who was practically quivering. Then he stopped and looked deep in thought. She puzzled for a second butdidnt second guess her earlier assumption of is personality. Ariana smiled widely as she saw the guy stand up and speak to the crowd. She was going to say something when Darren cut in saying they would go. Her grin reached her eyes and she nodded quickly as he looked back at her.
"No not at all! I'm up for it". She chimed her voice raising in excitement. She saw the guy, he was pretty good looking.
Ariana saw the look darren gave her, she wasn't stupid. People either assumed she was a dumb blonde bimbo or were doting over her like she was the best thing since sliced bread. Ariana looked down awkwardly for a spil second while an unwanted memory entered her brain. Her sister.. Well dead sister. She quickly brushed her sisters kind face out of her mind.
She looked up at the hot guy on the bus. Waving in his direction as Darren introduced her. Ariana took a step toward the bus. It was a good thing Darren was from Gunnison. Ariana had never been. She was extremely likely to get lost and then killed by...zombies. She shuttered. Ariana knew she was NOT going to end up one of them, she was terrible stubborn and would do anything it took.
He reminded Ariana of her brother, she smirked. How did she not recognize this before! He was exactly like her brother. All sweet and innocent, very smart, perfect child. She knew this is exactly what Darren would be like. Her brow furrowed she had no idea where her brother was. Or any of her family really other than her parents. They were in their safe house. She rolled her eyes again.
Ariana looked back to the young man who was practically quivering. Then he stopped and looked deep in thought. She puzzled for a second butdidnt second guess her earlier assumption of is personality. Ariana smiled widely as she saw the guy stand up and speak to the crowd. She was going to say something when Darren cut in saying they would go. Her grin reached her eyes and she nodded quickly as he looked back at her.
"No not at all! I'm up for it". She chimed her voice raising in excitement. She saw the guy, he was pretty good looking.
Ariana saw the look darren gave her, she wasn't stupid. People either assumed she was a dumb blonde bimbo or were doting over her like she was the best thing since sliced bread. Ariana looked down awkwardly for a spil second while an unwanted memory entered her brain. Her sister.. Well dead sister. She quickly brushed her sisters kind face out of her mind.
She looked up at the hot guy on the bus. Waving in his direction as Darren introduced her. Ariana took a step toward the bus. It was a good thing Darren was from Gunnison. Ariana had never been. She was extremely likely to get lost and then killed by...zombies. She shuttered. Ariana knew she was NOT going to end up one of them, she was terrible stubborn and would do anything it took.
OOC Notes
"Oh awesome!" Andre said, a smile breaking out on his face as Darren mentioned that he was local. Perfect, then presumablty he'd know the way. As long as he'd understood the instruction correctly, as long as they stayed within the zone marked by the green perimeter, they shouldn't run into too much trouble. And with three of them together...well, they didn't have any real weapons but there had to be some safety in numbers, right?
He walked over to the pair and raised a hand in greeting. "I'm Andre." he said. "I figure that we're all gonna have to work pretty hard not to end up like some fifth wheel, and since I have some medical training I thought I'd try to secure some stuff that might come in handy. Who knows, there may be some other stuff at the college we can use too right?"
Taking in his new companions brought home the reality of the situation; they were just ordinary people trying to make the best of a very bad situation. Allowing Darren to lead the way, he struck out in the direction of the college. As they walked he asked him a few questions.
"So what are your stories?" he said out loud to both of them. "I mean Darren I guess you got lucky living in a town on the evac route. I got lucky too to be honest. Where do you think we'll end up"
He walked over to the pair and raised a hand in greeting. "I'm Andre." he said. "I figure that we're all gonna have to work pretty hard not to end up like some fifth wheel, and since I have some medical training I thought I'd try to secure some stuff that might come in handy. Who knows, there may be some other stuff at the college we can use too right?"
Taking in his new companions brought home the reality of the situation; they were just ordinary people trying to make the best of a very bad situation. Allowing Darren to lead the way, he struck out in the direction of the college. As they walked he asked him a few questions.
"So what are your stories?" he said out loud to both of them. "I mean Darren I guess you got lucky living in a town on the evac route. I got lucky too to be honest. Where do you think we'll end up"
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The teenager had looked up as the man had suggested for others to search for medical supplies, immediately standing to get back off the bus.
Rina walked over to the small group, two men and one very blonde female. " Hello," She said to each of them before her dark gaze settled on the man that she had heard introduce himself as Andre, " Do you mind if I come along to help?" She shifted her bag slightly on her shoulder as she looked at the others. One was Darren, she had heard Andre call him that, and the girl was Arianna; if she had heard correctly earlier, that is. " I'm Rina," She kept moving her eyes from person to person as she walked with them.
She didn't want to be inside that bus anymore, but she hadn't wanted to 'explore' alone either. This gave her an opportunity to help them out and also get away from that stuffy bus she would be returning to in less than three hours.
Rina walked over to the small group, two men and one very blonde female. " Hello," She said to each of them before her dark gaze settled on the man that she had heard introduce himself as Andre, " Do you mind if I come along to help?" She shifted her bag slightly on her shoulder as she looked at the others. One was Darren, she had heard Andre call him that, and the girl was Arianna; if she had heard correctly earlier, that is. " I'm Rina," She kept moving her eyes from person to person as she walked with them.
She didn't want to be inside that bus anymore, but she hadn't wanted to 'explore' alone either. This gave her an opportunity to help them out and also get away from that stuffy bus she would be returning to in less than three hours.
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Darren nodded seeing Andrea agree to him leading the way.
"So what are your stories?" he said out loud to both of them. "I mean Darren I guess you got lucky living in a town on the evac route. I got lucky too to be honest. Where do you think we'll end up"
Darren smiled and shrugged rubbing the back of his head, acting dumb. "Im not quite sure really, they said Pueblo. Ive been there before its nice." His voice was soft and almost too kind. However Darren knew that this convoy was doomed to hell. The Town of Pueblo was not a good place to defend there were alot of regular Joes and Janes. The town had harsh gun laws, and it was wide open. The tow could be attacked from all sides.
Darren was about to say more when he heard another voice from behind run up to join them. "" Do you mind if I come along to help? I'm Rina,"
Darren looked at the Teenager.. "I don't see the harm, just don't go off to far... There is some reports that have bee the Undead about. They blocked off the Hospital recently." He said.
The small group walked on toward the Campus.
"So what are your stories?" he said out loud to both of them. "I mean Darren I guess you got lucky living in a town on the evac route. I got lucky too to be honest. Where do you think we'll end up"
Darren smiled and shrugged rubbing the back of his head, acting dumb. "Im not quite sure really, they said Pueblo. Ive been there before its nice." His voice was soft and almost too kind. However Darren knew that this convoy was doomed to hell. The Town of Pueblo was not a good place to defend there were alot of regular Joes and Janes. The town had harsh gun laws, and it was wide open. The tow could be attacked from all sides.
Darren was about to say more when he heard another voice from behind run up to join them. "" Do you mind if I come along to help? I'm Rina,"
Darren looked at the Teenager.. "I don't see the harm, just don't go off to far... There is some reports that have bee the Undead about. They blocked off the Hospital recently." He said.
The small group walked on toward the Campus.
OOC Notes
Trinity walked away from the others and saw a group of people walking, and was drawn to them. "Does anyone know a place to stay way from this group of people? With every one bunched like this we are sitting ducks" she said sweetly. She had already categorized the group and smiled because it was just like her old group of friends at the privet school, "Can I stay with you guys?" she asked quietly and smiled without any emotion. Her dark purple eyes should the hidden sadness in her eyes and the depth of her need for friendship, "Please?" she gently begged without seeming weak.
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Doctor Michael McGlen snorted as he came to on the bus. He had fallen asleep on the bus, but the sound of the soldier's instructions had been enough to get himup. You had to be jumpy at times like this. He got up from the chair and made his way to the front of the bus.
"So, this is our rest stop?" He asked, "I'd prefer making it all the way to the safe point as soon as possible." He walked off the bus and followed the crowd, though slightly on the edge of the group. It was nice to stop and stretch his legs, but he'd prefer to get to his destination and stay there, nice and safe.
"So, this is our rest stop?" He asked, "I'd prefer making it all the way to the safe point as soon as possible." He walked off the bus and followed the crowd, though slightly on the edge of the group. It was nice to stop and stretch his legs, but he'd prefer to get to his destination and stay there, nice and safe.
OOC Notes
Blake was among the last few people on the bus before he decided to get up and take a little walk to stretch his legs out a bit, who knows how long the next trip will actually be. As he got up he carefully cradled his back pack in his arms, after all he didn't want to hurt his little babies within. As he stepped off of the bus he quickly went over to get a blanket and whatever a MRE was. After he had gathered what was now his. He walked off on his own a little bit and then plopped down on some grass that was about halfway between the store and where the bus was. "So what exactly are these things?" Blake questioned to himself as he pulled an MRE from his backpack. As he examined it he noticed it had no expiration date and he also noticed the name on it. It was labeled 'Veggie Omelet' immediately after reading that his face contorted into a disgusted look. "Who would want to eat something like that?" He asked as he tossed it aside onto the grass.
He liked food, but the kind of food he liked wasn’t in a plastic brown bag it was at the bars. Some good old spicy chicken wings with some ranch, maybe some onion rings and a burger too. Oh man just thinking about it makes me want to wash it down with a cold beer. Blake thought to himself sighing contently. He may not have the food, but he did have the beer. At least he had a few beers left, and if he was going to make it through this thing Blake felt like he was going to need more than a six pack. But it would have to do for now... Blake trailed off in thought as he cracked open a beer and began to down it, then its friend and then one more for good measure. After shot-gunning the three beers Blake was starting to feel a mild buzz and a slight dulling of his senses.
He liked food, but the kind of food he liked wasn’t in a plastic brown bag it was at the bars. Some good old spicy chicken wings with some ranch, maybe some onion rings and a burger too. Oh man just thinking about it makes me want to wash it down with a cold beer. Blake thought to himself sighing contently. He may not have the food, but he did have the beer. At least he had a few beers left, and if he was going to make it through this thing Blake felt like he was going to need more than a six pack. But it would have to do for now... Blake trailed off in thought as he cracked open a beer and began to down it, then its friend and then one more for good measure. After shot-gunning the three beers Blake was starting to feel a mild buzz and a slight dulling of his senses.
OOC Notes
Andre looked across at Darren when mentioned about the hospital being blocked off by zombies. That explained why the hospital was outside the green zone...
"That's a damn pain," he said, "would've been useful to see what could be salvaged from there."
He waved Trinity over, glad that they were gathering more people for the search party, but noticing that their little group was starting to seem somewhat demographically 'vulnerable'. Still, it shouldn't be a problem because they weren't planning on running into trouble. They were unarmed civvies; if they became surrounded by zombies they'd be done for whichever way. It was too bad that the one thing they were unlikely to find on the college campus was any sort of weapons.
He found himself wondering...if there were zombies at the hospital, how much infection had this town seen? Had a lot of people been killed? Had all the survivors been evacuated? Or could there still be people hiding out? Or worse still...would there be...bodies? He shuddered at the thought. He only hoped that if there were bodies, it would be of soldiers still carrying loaded weapons. But he doubted they'd be that lucky...
He glanced at the two teenage girls who'd joined the party.
"Are you guys on your own?" he said.
"That's a damn pain," he said, "would've been useful to see what could be salvaged from there."
He waved Trinity over, glad that they were gathering more people for the search party, but noticing that their little group was starting to seem somewhat demographically 'vulnerable'. Still, it shouldn't be a problem because they weren't planning on running into trouble. They were unarmed civvies; if they became surrounded by zombies they'd be done for whichever way. It was too bad that the one thing they were unlikely to find on the college campus was any sort of weapons.
He found himself wondering...if there were zombies at the hospital, how much infection had this town seen? Had a lot of people been killed? Had all the survivors been evacuated? Or could there still be people hiding out? Or worse still...would there be...bodies? He shuddered at the thought. He only hoped that if there were bodies, it would be of soldiers still carrying loaded weapons. But he doubted they'd be that lucky...
He glanced at the two teenage girls who'd joined the party.
"Are you guys on your own?" he said.
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Ariana looked at the new additions to th party with a warm smile. Even though it was most likely the end of the world she was still so happy and flirty. She knew her mother would have rolled her eyes and gave her a lecture. She peered out from behind Darren.
"I'm Ariana". She waved timidly. Although she wasn't scared of new people. She felt small and inferior, Ariana knew that she was so short and unintimdating that she didnt blend into the back ground. People came and played with her face or hair. She sighed knowing that zombies wouldn't have that same reaction. They wouldn't care how non threading she was, Ariana crossed her arms thinking about what she could do to seem scarier. She certainly would
Not end up zombie food.
Ariana followed the group staying in the middle.
"I'm from New York, where is everyone else from?". She felt awkwRd in silence.
"I'm Ariana". She waved timidly. Although she wasn't scared of new people. She felt small and inferior, Ariana knew that she was so short and unintimdating that she didnt blend into the back ground. People came and played with her face or hair. She sighed knowing that zombies wouldn't have that same reaction. They wouldn't care how non threading she was, Ariana crossed her arms thinking about what she could do to seem scarier. She certainly would
Not end up zombie food.
Ariana followed the group staying in the middle.
"I'm from New York, where is everyone else from?". She felt awkwRd in silence.
OOC Notes
After what seemed to be around half an hour Blake decided that he might as well do something worthwhile. And in a time like this what most people would think of as worthwhile wasn't whatever booze they could get their hands on. In a quick few seconds Blake was on his feet with his backpack on and headed towards the store that had been mentioned earlier. He didn't exactly know what to expect but he was hoping that it hadn't been cleared out yet. Once he had arrived at the store he spent a few minutes walking around the store looking for his liquid happiness he slowly realized that it wouldn't be found here.Alright, alright. Don’t fret yet. Where can I find some booze? Blake was thinking to himself as he was scrutinizing the map for where he could find alcohol. There it is. A college campus. If I don’t find some alcohol there I don’t think there will be any left in this town. And from there he continued on his way to the college campus to begin his quest for liquid happiness.
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Michael wandered through the crowds, looking at his map. This wasn't much of a town, and despite the government support he felt less than safe. There's really no place to go in here. Some political places, a bunch of schools, and a museum. Maybe the museum will be interesting. The only problem with going to the museum was that that was far from the safe point (or at least near the escape busses). And going there alone wouldn't be fun. His time out in the world had made him paranoid, as one has to be when they're on their own. It might be best to join up with a group. At least then he would have some company.
His eyes wandered over to another group that was making their way out somewhere. He had no idea where, but someone going somewhere else was better than staying here or going off on his own. He looked up at the people passing out food and blankets, and shook his head. "See you guys later." He muttered as he wandered away from the crowd. He removed his sunglasses as he walked over the group, "Hey there, the name's Doctor McGlen. Mind if I join you guys?"
His eyes wandered over to another group that was making their way out somewhere. He had no idea where, but someone going somewhere else was better than staying here or going off on his own. He looked up at the people passing out food and blankets, and shook his head. "See you guys later." He muttered as he wandered away from the crowd. He removed his sunglasses as he walked over the group, "Hey there, the name's Doctor McGlen. Mind if I join you guys?"
OOC Notes
(Sorry it took awhile to post again, been a bit busy.)
Anoko had joined the group that planned to go to the collage. "I think I'll join." She had remained more or less quiet for awhile." She pushed her multi-colored hair from her face and smiled softly shifting her weight over onto her left leg. "They probably have something decent to read there." She heard Ariana ask where everyone was from. "I'm originally from Russia.... Then I moved to a small town near Boston then relocated near Denver." She mumbled softly seeming like the quiet type. She has earrings, they were maroon wings cute and dangly. She seemed like a average teenager. She looked to the others wondering what their stories were. She pulled the zipper up on her dress boot making sure it was secure, if kicked with them it would hurt like hell. That's what she was aiming for, most pain inflected for the weapons she has with her. And the weapons she had were her boots and knife. Her flashlight was too short to be considered a weapon. She had money on her, and a roll of ten dollars worth of quarters. That, could be used as a weapon but it was too close for comfort.
Anoko had joined the group that planned to go to the collage. "I think I'll join." She had remained more or less quiet for awhile." She pushed her multi-colored hair from her face and smiled softly shifting her weight over onto her left leg. "They probably have something decent to read there." She heard Ariana ask where everyone was from. "I'm originally from Russia.... Then I moved to a small town near Boston then relocated near Denver." She mumbled softly seeming like the quiet type. She has earrings, they were maroon wings cute and dangly. She seemed like a average teenager. She looked to the others wondering what their stories were. She pulled the zipper up on her dress boot making sure it was secure, if kicked with them it would hurt like hell. That's what she was aiming for, most pain inflected for the weapons she has with her. And the weapons she had were her boots and knife. Her flashlight was too short to be considered a weapon. She had money on her, and a roll of ten dollars worth of quarters. That, could be used as a weapon but it was too close for comfort.
OOC Notes
Darren took the first step on campus. The place looked cold and barren. Window pains broken, and doors kicked in. The buildings looked trashed.
Darren took a step around the unguarded gate, that once "protected" the students. "They closed the school down ever since the outbreak. " He lead the group waling to the main courtyard. clothes and furniture thrown and tossed aside the once grassy knoll. "The clinic's next to the Administration building. " He stopped and looked around. "Some people left without a trace, some just leaving their stuff behind. Not to say your taking advantage of anyone, but I don't see them coming back. If anybody wants to look around the dorms. "
Darren walked on, wondering if the others would take his advice or just keep following him. Darren made it to the clinic. Reaching for the door. "Damn lock..." He growled. He looked to a branch nearby and kicked off the twiggs that sprouted from it. Making the branch into a simple stick. He grasped the bark for a moment, then swung at the glass. breaking the window into the clinic. The sound of breaking glass filling parts of the campus.
Darren brushed the bits of glass aside and stepped in, then unlocked the clinic door from inside. He glanced around the "dead" greeting room of the clinic. He then looked back to see Dr. McGlen. "Hey Doctor... What should I be looking for." He said dumbly. Though Drake knew that most of the essentials were in the back, he wanted to keep the appearance that he was nice, carrying and unknowing. He gripped the stick for a second looking about. 'Wonder why no one looted this place yet... Luck of the draw for me I guess.' He thought to himself.
(You don't have to cling on me to make narrative. Ive given you a place to go, and in a controlled area. Lead your character to whatever wills them. My Gming woulnt be far to keep you in line.So if your character wants to jimmy on to the Bar or a dorm room don't hesitate to fill your own narrative in it. I'll let you know if your going to far. And right now I have Zombie summoning powers so theres no worries if the may or may not come, Ill take care of that.)
Darren took a step around the unguarded gate, that once "protected" the students. "They closed the school down ever since the outbreak. " He lead the group waling to the main courtyard. clothes and furniture thrown and tossed aside the once grassy knoll. "The clinic's next to the Administration building. " He stopped and looked around. "Some people left without a trace, some just leaving their stuff behind. Not to say your taking advantage of anyone, but I don't see them coming back. If anybody wants to look around the dorms. "
Darren walked on, wondering if the others would take his advice or just keep following him. Darren made it to the clinic. Reaching for the door. "Damn lock..." He growled. He looked to a branch nearby and kicked off the twiggs that sprouted from it. Making the branch into a simple stick. He grasped the bark for a moment, then swung at the glass. breaking the window into the clinic. The sound of breaking glass filling parts of the campus.
Darren brushed the bits of glass aside and stepped in, then unlocked the clinic door from inside. He glanced around the "dead" greeting room of the clinic. He then looked back to see Dr. McGlen. "Hey Doctor... What should I be looking for." He said dumbly. Though Drake knew that most of the essentials were in the back, he wanted to keep the appearance that he was nice, carrying and unknowing. He gripped the stick for a second looking about. 'Wonder why no one looted this place yet... Luck of the draw for me I guess.' He thought to himself.
(You don't have to cling on me to make narrative. Ive given you a place to go, and in a controlled area. Lead your character to whatever wills them. My Gming woulnt be far to keep you in line.So if your character wants to jimmy on to the Bar or a dorm room don't hesitate to fill your own narrative in it. I'll let you know if your going to far. And right now I have Zombie summoning powers so theres no worries if the may or may not come, Ill take care of that.)
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-Colorado Springs, National Guard Station, Freedman's Field 1400, August 21st 2012-
Private First Class Willamett sat on the top row of the bleachers at Freedman's Field, looking down at the five platoon who sat grouped in the bleachers with him. All geared up in their battle-rattle, sitting and waiting. He flexed his field cover a bit as the August sun got into his eyes. He flexed his Carbine that hung from its sling on his shoulders.
The Company was all ready in what looked like an Invasion. For where or why most of the Enlisted had no idea. The Higher up including Sergeant 1st Class Earns, Their Current Platoon Sergeant was keeping his mouth shut. Most of the Junior Enlisted could tell. His lip would jut whenever he was lying or not telling all that he knew.
Private Glenn nudged his shoulder. "Hey...Why are why waiting here. The LT told us to get all our Gear ready, we'd be gone for at-least 3 weeks." The other guardsman shrugged.
"How am I suppose to know Glenn, I'm as ignorant as you are. Gear up and wait at Freedman's thats all he said. " The Private moaned.
"I hate being out here doing nothing." He moaned. A dribble of sweet beat down the redhead's cheek. "This heat is getting to me."
"Ahh quit your bitchin' "Willamett replied. "Its not that bad."
"Oh ya, so says the Rifleman. I gotta lug around this shit load of metal." The Private lifted up his SAW Machine gun, so Willamet could see it. "Ohh its so easy when your carrying four pounds." Willamet rolled his eyes.
"Oh Waaaa." He jibbed. "Go cry to a Corporal, I didn't make you Squad Two's Gunner."
There was a moment of Silence between the two for a moment as the rest of the Company talked amongst themselves. Glenn broke it a few minutes afterwards.
"Soo... How are your folks doing. " He asked.
"They got to Denver in time... The infection has been controlled in Mile High to call the whole region a green zone for now.... What about your girl." Glenn stared down at the ground for a moment. "I haven't heard much from Silverton. I try calling and calling, but no word.. The news to too scattered and doom set that I can't find anything there... Its like the country is shutting down." Willamett didn't give the platoon mate an answer back. He looked on at the town.
Colorado had been spared much like Denver and Fort Collins. The altitude made the towns a natural deterrent against the hordes. The Zombies seemed to always band up in groups... For no explainable reason. Moving like swarm, from one eating ground to the next slowly growing bigger and bigger. The smell could always be felt first before a Horde swarmed in. The Smell of never-ending death as it got stronger and stronger. They don't know if the disease is airborne or not, but the smell alone might kill you.
For whatever reason, the zombies wanted to naturally go down hill. Guessing that they were just a lazy kind, and always want to take the down slope. Whatever the cause, luck being that Denver and all those other towns are so high up, made them a natural green zone.
The Rest of the Company kept talking on about what was to be expected, and news, or ideas about what they were doing. However no one really knew.
Private First Class Willamett sat on the top row of the bleachers at Freedman's Field, looking down at the five platoon who sat grouped in the bleachers with him. All geared up in their battle-rattle, sitting and waiting. He flexed his field cover a bit as the August sun got into his eyes. He flexed his Carbine that hung from its sling on his shoulders.
The Company was all ready in what looked like an Invasion. For where or why most of the Enlisted had no idea. The Higher up including Sergeant 1st Class Earns, Their Current Platoon Sergeant was keeping his mouth shut. Most of the Junior Enlisted could tell. His lip would jut whenever he was lying or not telling all that he knew.
Private Glenn nudged his shoulder. "Hey...Why are why waiting here. The LT told us to get all our Gear ready, we'd be gone for at-least 3 weeks." The other guardsman shrugged.
"How am I suppose to know Glenn, I'm as ignorant as you are. Gear up and wait at Freedman's thats all he said. " The Private moaned.
"I hate being out here doing nothing." He moaned. A dribble of sweet beat down the redhead's cheek. "This heat is getting to me."
"Ahh quit your bitchin' "Willamett replied. "Its not that bad."
"Oh ya, so says the Rifleman. I gotta lug around this shit load of metal." The Private lifted up his SAW Machine gun, so Willamet could see it. "Ohh its so easy when your carrying four pounds." Willamet rolled his eyes.
"Oh Waaaa." He jibbed. "Go cry to a Corporal, I didn't make you Squad Two's Gunner."
There was a moment of Silence between the two for a moment as the rest of the Company talked amongst themselves. Glenn broke it a few minutes afterwards.
"Soo... How are your folks doing. " He asked.
"They got to Denver in time... The infection has been controlled in Mile High to call the whole region a green zone for now.... What about your girl." Glenn stared down at the ground for a moment. "I haven't heard much from Silverton. I try calling and calling, but no word.. The news to too scattered and doom set that I can't find anything there... Its like the country is shutting down." Willamett didn't give the platoon mate an answer back. He looked on at the town.
Colorado had been spared much like Denver and Fort Collins. The altitude made the towns a natural deterrent against the hordes. The Zombies seemed to always band up in groups... For no explainable reason. Moving like swarm, from one eating ground to the next slowly growing bigger and bigger. The smell could always be felt first before a Horde swarmed in. The Smell of never-ending death as it got stronger and stronger. They don't know if the disease is airborne or not, but the smell alone might kill you.
For whatever reason, the zombies wanted to naturally go down hill. Guessing that they were just a lazy kind, and always want to take the down slope. Whatever the cause, luck being that Denver and all those other towns are so high up, made them a natural green zone.
The Rest of the Company kept talking on about what was to be expected, and news, or ideas about what they were doing. However no one really knew.
OOC Notes
Blake had managed to find his way onto the college campus and he noticed that he wasn't exactly alone. It looked like a large group of people were headed towards the main buildings. He didn't know exactly what they were after but he would be damned if he let them find alcohol that was rightly his! So Blake quickly waddled his way towards what appeared to be some of the dorms for the college students. Lucky for him the building's entrance door was unlocked. "My first stroke of luck! Looks like I might be having fun on the bus ride after all." Blake said to himself as he quickly started up the first flight of stairs and began to head down the first hallway of rooms. Unfortunately for him it seemed like a majority of the rooms had been locked. I guess I really should have knocked on wood or something. Blake thought as he searched through some of the open rooms. So far he was out of luck.
But this did not leave him discouraged; he still had two more floors to look through. As he ascended to the next floor he found basically the same as before. Locked rooms and no alcohol to be found. It appeared that he just had to hope that he saved the best floor for last. As he reached the top floor he entered and began his search. At first it seemed like this would just be another repeat of the previous floors, more locked doors and less alcohol to be found. But it appeared Blake had finally found his luck. As he was searching one of the last rooms on the floor he discovered an un opened mini fridge although the power had gone out and whatever food was left was now rotten.
But this did not leave him discouraged; he still had two more floors to look through. As he ascended to the next floor he found basically the same as before. Locked rooms and no alcohol to be found. It appeared that he just had to hope that he saved the best floor for last. As he reached the top floor he entered and began his search. At first it seemed like this would just be another repeat of the previous floors, more locked doors and less alcohol to be found. But it appeared Blake had finally found his luck. As he was searching one of the last rooms on the floor he discovered an un opened mini fridge although the power had gone out and whatever food was left was now rotten.
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Re: [OOC] The Black Shelter (Year 1)
Okay Guys and Dolls, its been long enough to see this thread isn't going anywhere so I am pulling out.
It was fun while it lasted. But every group needs a strong, visable leader and if one shows up to take over this story let me know and I'll come back. In the meantime, take care and keep on writting.
Bye.
Avella
It was fun while it lasted. But every group needs a strong, visable leader and if one shows up to take over this story let me know and I'll come back. In the meantime, take care and keep on writting.
Bye.
Avella
Re: [OOC] The Black Shelter (Year 1)
Same here I'm still around just been waiting to see what happens.
Re: [OOC] The Black Shelter (Year 1)
Where have you been Dreamer? Although the same could be said to me, I haven't posted since the beginning of this RP. I suppose I've been dropped to say the least, but I wanted to let you know that I still support you Dreamer....
Re: [OOC] The Black Shelter (Year 1)
I'm back guys, Ummm but is there ayone else to be here? Seems like the site has died, no surprised actually. Not saying that you guys werent trying, but it is kinda hard to go on when I have a heavy hand in the plot.
If any of you are still here, let me know. PMs are great, but you can post on here as well.
If any of you are still here, let me know. PMs are great, but you can post on here as well.
Re: [OOC] The Black Shelter (Year 1)
okay thats cool. At least now we have some idea of how to proceed. Thank you for that update and will look for his next post.
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:)
Re: [OOC] The Black Shelter (Year 1)
This is the original message he sent me:
He included an email there but I didn't want to post it because I wouldn't want my personal email posted without my permission. But I have emailed him and I am just waiting on him to tell me what I need to do and so far I haven't really got anything from him.
Hey Man Im gonna be out for a month... Now Im not gonna stop posting, or rather I will not stop trying. However Ill need your help. I can post on my phone however somehow it doesnt want me to login in..
So if I could ask, If I could Email you my post and you could put it on the board. Youll be acting Gm in my sted? If you can not do this just let me know...But youll have to email me.
He included an email there but I didn't want to post it because I wouldn't want my personal email posted without my permission. But I have emailed him and I am just waiting on him to tell me what I need to do and so far I haven't really got anything from him.
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I have not left, yet...just waiting to see where this is going. The GM leaves for a month without an announcement to the group? Question is; will HE be back?
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Don't worry about it too much,I don't think there are many people left here.
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Alright so I am back at my home now I am just waiting on a reply from ADD via email for what he wants me to post. I havent got a reply yet so I really dont know whats up. Sorry guys.
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Hey so all-day dreamer is going to be gone for a month or so. He emailed me with something to post but I can't open it on my phone for some reason. So if someone wanted to pm their email I could forward the message to you. Otherwise I will post it on the 27th
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Sorry about my lack of posts been busy at work what with going from working days and nights so I've been kind of out of it but if I get tonight off I'll get some posting done
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Another Great Battle of World War Z-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8ht_RZi ... re=related
http://www.randomhouse.com/crown/worldwarz/index2.php
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8ht_RZi ... re=related
http://www.randomhouse.com/crown/worldwarz/index2.php
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Whatever your feelings guys. Your gifted with whatever your gifted.... Rather than ask, You should expect that Your most likely going to have this weapon broken, lost or taken.... The main law you should follow is that... The Gun does not make the Man, The Man is the one that makes the gun.
You can have the perfect weapon in the world, However if you have no training and experience... all that means nothing..
As well listen to this audio book.... It will make you really go wow, thinking the war is real.... Think as if this was ... 10 years after.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfG0ZlibZVg
Just follow on with the AudioBook if your interested.
You can have the perfect weapon in the world, However if you have no training and experience... all that means nothing..
As well listen to this audio book.... It will make you really go wow, thinking the war is real.... Think as if this was ... 10 years after.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfG0ZlibZVg
Just follow on with the AudioBook if your interested.
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Well I just mentioned mw2 because it sounded like you were trying to carry two main weapons plus a sidearm. And I wasn't worried about weight. Just the fact that since the military characters are not going to have that stuff when starting out because we are just playing standard joes.
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I never said, I wanted a p90. I said the five seven handgun takes the same rounds, a p90 does. The waight to the weapon is fairly light. 1.75 pounds fully loaded, unload 1.25 pounds. It takes the bullets. Its very good. The shotgun, I just wanted to have close by.. And about mw2 never side anything about it. Its a good game.
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Its really up to all-day dreamer. But if he wants to run the military side similar to the actual military you wont be able to start with a fiveseven you can find one later probably but you wouldn't start with it. And are you saying you want to have a shotgun as your secondary weapon? Because your secondary weapon is the pistol. And you want a p90 as well?
Sorry but it wont be happening if All-Day keeps it real. Because MW2 isn't like real life.
Sorry but it wont be happening if All-Day keeps it real. Because MW2 isn't like real life.
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I want to Modify my guys gear alittle bit. If thats ok? I was wondering if i can carry a secondary weapon like a shotgun for, and switch the barreta with five-seven handgun. It carrys about 20 rounds which is the same rounds as a p90. Well under it is a lazer, the gun also has adjustible sights. Its a good gun. Bad for going through armor..
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Shit man 22 lbs may not sound heavy but having to go on a ruck march with that thing is just unfair.
When you say a box for the ammo your talking about an attachment so that the ammo feeds from the box straight to the gun right? That's what it sounded like but I just wanted to make sure because if you didn't have that you would sort of need an a gunner.
And I would hope you get a sling for that beast otherwise I would feel so bad for your char. Anyways I am glad more people made some military characters. Its gonna be a lot more fun now.
When you say a box for the ammo your talking about an attachment so that the ammo feeds from the box straight to the gun right? That's what it sounded like but I just wanted to make sure because if you didn't have that you would sort of need an a gunner.
And I would hope you get a sling for that beast otherwise I would feel so bad for your char. Anyways I am glad more people made some military characters. Its gonna be a lot more fun now.
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Was going to go with the M249 light machine gun which comes in around 22 lbs fully loaded. Throw a bipod on it with a belt feed system and box for the ammo then that adds a little more weight other than that I would add a shoulder sling to place some of the weight on his shoulder/s as well as making it easier to carry. Other than that just have to look the profile over and decide if I want to change anything else.
