Zombie Apocalypse; In character.

Rooster · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rooster** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 10:37 pm

"Half past the end of the world and and hour to another radio check by yours truely, me."

He snikered.

"Well, since were all some kind of big family now.. I guess I'll tell you my story.
I was stationed at Salt mine Bunker. A Gov. research building that did research on the infected. They got loose, the docter went mad. He was feeding the zombies my dead soldiers. To make them more "Tame" he said they needed a "reward" for not attacking and ripping your spleen out. I killed him. I had to. He was nuts and prepared to continue feeding his kids their lunch. Us... so I escaped with Jon boi here. Everyone else was dead."

He laughed.

"Despite the moment, I feel pretty safe up here with you guys and girls. Dont spoil the moment. Heh."

"More survivors? I dont really want to risk brining on any infected... The military has its own evac system for civies.
Consider yourselves VIPs."

cretetts · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **cretetts** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 10:51 pm

Nat nodded.
"Alright I will then! So do we have a radio or tv up here?"

xXSuper-VannaXx · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **xXSuper-VannaXx** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 10:53 pm

((Errr. This is weird. It's... Not flooding with posts. *micheal jackson music* SCAAAAARY!!!!

hey;ANNA · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **hey;ANNA** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 10:55 pm

Pepper frowned, "The military's not going to get everyone and it couldn't hurt to help..." She shrugged lightly and looked between the two men again. I wouldn't mind having another girl around either...maybe some family members..., she thought.

Her eyes widened again at the Captain's story. It was utterly terrifying, really. "Wow...it's
hard to believe you can still laugh after all that. It sounds so...intense."

Rooster · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rooster** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:00 pm

(( O.O MJ! *Runs* ))

"We have a little decent sized tv and the radio im useing to sweep the signals. Get some Vips."

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"The Tv is hooked up to satelite, all propaganda and Obama. A few channels arent though like Adult swim and basic news that isnt saying STAY INDOORS AND SIT IN YOUR OWN PISS."

Rhodes combed his hair back.

"I heard some parts of the states didnt even know whats happening." He said hooking up the radio and Tv. He handed the Tv remote to Nat. He then started to sweep channels.

cretetts · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **cretetts** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:01 pm

Nat looked at the girl.
"You seem really freaked out right now, so please go get some sleep." Then he unbuckled his seat belt.
(Sorry I have to go for tonight)

Rooster · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rooster** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:03 pm

(( Me too, Continue the Helicopter crew story 2morrow?))

Rhodes nodded.

"Meh, What life if you cant laugh? Anyways. Im tired too. I think we should all get some sleep. Your room is in the back, pepper. See you in the morning. Throw me a pillow?"

hey;ANNA · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **hey;ANNA** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:12 pm

[Sounds good. I won't be on till like 6pm-ish, though. n_n;]

Pepper didn't like feeling like she was being bossed around, but she was tired. She stood and turned towards the back, unlocking the compartment and making her way in. She tossed the boys a few pillows and blankets before waving goodnight and closing the door.

Her body nearly collapsed on a small bed she had made for herself, her eyes filling with tears as her throat began to tighten. Piper buried her face into her pillow and curled a blanket around herself. It had been the first nearly quiet moment she'd had since she abandoned her aunt and the guilt took advantage.

Tear poured from her eyes and her body shook as she held in the sobs, not wanting to disturb the others and appear completely helpless. Finally, she passed out from pure exhaustion and stress, slipping into a deep sleep.

darcness · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **darcness** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:20 pm

"it's about that time again... I'm so sick.... Who tired eating that hamburger in the fridge. ughh...." she coughed up more of the nearly digested burger into the toilet before stumbling out of the bathroom and looking at the poor thing that wondered into the room. this one was a little kid. The stab to the head killed him fast. Ambrosia let a tear slid out of her eye as she ripped the sheet off the bed and drapped it over him to make it less easy for it to get to her.

"Hello?!, is anyone there? can you hear me?! I'm trapped in the Rose-water Hospital... Can someone hear me? anyone!" dud channel. She pushed her hair behind her ear and changed the channel and repeated the same message, "Will someone please respond or come here to help me! Their Everywhere! i can't hold them all off with a kitchen knife!" She checked her watch and shut off the radio, flopping on the comfertale bed.

Te ringing sound finally got to her till she finally looked over at the ringing sounds destination. She accidentally hit the nurses call. Wide-eyed and now mentally dead she turned toward the door to see the shadows of something outside the door. She Shot off the bed, kicking over a tray of half eaten food on a server platter and throwing herself at the radio

" Someone help me PLEASE!!!!" she shrilled over the radio as tears started to fill her eyes. "I'm in 7046! THeir Everywhere!!!!" the radio, and the power on the building finally cut off. the electric lock finally broke on the door as she heard the steps of about, 4 or 5 of them shuffling toward her as the lights keyed back on. She made a suicide run towards them, slashing one in the face as it gushed and fell to the ground. One of them grabbed her by the hair but she spun around and slashed its throat. another one grabbed her arm as she stabbed at it maybe enough times that she of sawed at the bone till the entire arm came off but it let go as she fell out of the doorway and down the hallway, beating on the elavator door, pounding the button.

When it opened she screamed as loud as she could when the zombie of a women in a wheelchair and a nurse came flying out of it toward her as she moved. They rammed into a door and toppled to the floor as Ambrosia ran into the elavator as she pounded on the 5th floor.

Hughes · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hughes** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:43 pm

Joe sighed. "Fine you win. To the library then." Hearing something behind him, he turned and shot, miraculously dropping it in a single hit. "Let's make it quick." he began to jog. "But what do you mean about the reference books? And the porn! Not the porn!" He said jokingly. Taking a look at the sky, he noticed it was starting to get dark. "Not good. Once we get to the library, we'll have to keep a watch. I'll go first." He said, a smug grin on his face. "If that's MANLY enough for you."

(((Notice to all players: To keep things interesting, every now and then the difficulty of the Rp will rise in a wave. We're currently at wave 0. When a wave goes up, you'll be alerted of some new zombies that have evolved, and it'll be a hint to you to turn the intensity up. Also, if the broadcast on channel 3 changes, you'll be alerted of that as well. If it does change, you should find some way to get your character to watch it on a tv, or listen to it on a radio.

When we reach wave 1, LATE REGISTRATION will end, and no more profiles will be accepted.

That is all. Thank you for you cooperation.)))

PrinceDamien · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **PrinceDamien** on Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:47 pm

I first heard of the zombies attacks on the city from a drunken old man in the bar telling about how he heard it from the news a few hours ago. I forgot about it the remainder of the time sitting in the bar drinking away the memories of another worthless day. I grabbed another round of beers looking around the room seeing a few people looking towards the TV with a fuzzy signal. I didn’t think much of it and fell asleep on the counter of the bar.

Being awoken to the sound of screams and moans a quite odd combination. I moves my head up looking around defiantly with a hangover, the blurry images seemed to start focusing as a street filled with terror and murder fell before my eyes. I quickly got up and looked at my situation, jumping up on the counter of the bar and grabbing the shotgun from off the top shelf. Maybe it was just for looks, who knows what that old man kept it there. It didn’t matter I held it up and cocked it back slowly moving towards the door to see people running away from something. I had to turn more to the side a little more to get into view of what it was, but once I saw it. Once I saw…it, I could only describe it as that. A sort of mutated being with blood splattered and dripping down its face and body. I hid back behind the wall and took a deep breath. “This is going to be one hell of a day,” I muttered.

(OOC: This is very cluttered so i guess we are doing kind of seperate stories in the same time frame, okay so if your near me, looks like a hungover ex-marine is having another crappy day XD)

Hughes · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hughes** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 12:01 am

((Prince and Darcness should meet up somehow and progress to the library. Then We'd be two parties of four... God, I feel so business-like, it's disgusting.)))

darcness · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **darcness** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 12:53 am

(( Okie-doky, i'll escape the hospital and make my way to the library. this is my last post for me tonight lol)

Ambrosia ran down the hallway and double taking every few steps she ran. Her frantic breathes started to over-take her as she tripped and fell on the ground. She knew she wasn't being followed anymore, but she had to keep running, all the elavators stopped working a few minutes ago. As she got up on her heals she made her way to the stairwell and started down the steps all the way from the 5th floor.

After she ran out of the hospital, She made her way across the street to the park and looked at the hospital in it's chaos. Fire was already erupting out of the 3rd floor and no fire-fighters anywhere. Hell on Earth began. "I should probably find my brother.... I wonder if he's at work...." She walked over to a phone and tried 911 first, but got nothing. Nothing as in, Dead line. She tried to dial her brother at the library but still got nothing.

"Come on Vincent...." she said as she redialed the number and waited while the line went completely dead with not even a tone anymore. "Are all the phones in town down?.... What were those things that attacked me....?". Ambrosia rested her head and tapped it slightly against the glass as she went into brain-storming mode. "I can either head home... and look for Bellatrix or Oliver.... Or i can go to the Library and find Vincent..... I think i'd risk my odds with Vince than with Bella or Oli..." She walked out of the booth and shut it, to start her way down the street. Every so often, the sounds of grunting or screams in the wind blew into her ears and hair.

Saken · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Saken** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 1:10 am

((First and last post of today))

In reality, she shouldn't even have heard of the Zombie attacks, was lucky that one of the folks whom slept with her, if you could call huddling together for warmth during the long cold nights sleeping together, had heard it from a freind.
At first Becca was disgusted, giving him a narrow eyed glare as she shoved him back, picking at the food she had gotten from the dumpster behind her not moments ago. She didn't have time for that make-believe crap, didn't have time for anything but surviving.
It was no fun on the streets, the wind bit through the clothing that you got, the stores 'round here knew her, and didn't take kind on her attempts to steal there food. At one point she had even tried to get a job, but the others just laughed at her.
IT wasn't Becca's fault her father had never made her work, had never done anything to make his pampered little princess do things things that could be hard, diffcult. He had almost had a heart attack when she begged him, literally getting down on her hands and knees to beg him for Karate lessons. Fat lot of good they did, they taught her how to hit, punch, kick, hurt someone.
Infact, that was why she was out here right now, huddled behind a dumpster and looking out on people shuffling and scuttling about the streets. Fear, confusion, it poured off the people in waves, even someone as inexperenced as her could tell what those people where stupid. If she was a better person...But she wasn't.
So, as people scuttled about getting things to fight off the zombies, she snook into stores and stole, loading her backpack up with knives, only to sneak out side and strap them onto her body with small pieces of cloth. The weapons, the cold hard metal pressed agistn to cold skin would weigh her down enough, she didn't need sheaths 'golore to hold them to her body.
Once done she snook back in, hidding behind people as her hears picked up snippets of useless information, pieces of fear and anger ridden conversations whilst she loaded up her back pack with food and wires, a few watches. She figured that it didn't take a genius to make a bomb, enough people did it on the T.v she could to, before packing her backpack up with food.
In a few days, weeks at most, the places would be deserted, rip for the pickins. All she had to do was wait, wait and survive, kill a few of the mother-flippin zombies first then, maybe when this was all done, she would settle down...being a wild child was what had gotten her into this mess, she sure as hell wouldn't wanna be one by the time it was over.

Kargoth · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kargoth** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 2:02 am

David had been slowly making his way down town, his van affording him a good defence against the zombie horde when he saw another *living* human coming down the street, fleeing from a hospital. He may've been a crazy, mean-ass bastard but he was'nt heartless. He quickly pulled over "Get in!" He shouted at the young woman as he pulled one of his golden eagles and covered her, and splattering zombie gore over the pavement.

xXSuper-VannaXx · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **xXSuper-VannaXx** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 7:33 am

Adrien laughed, watchig the zombie fallto the ground. "Oh, that's plenty manly" She jogged with him, backwards, so she could see him. "And I think I'll stay up. Just because I know you'll fall asleep." She grinned, turning and starting to run faster. "Err, Joe??" She asked, uncertainly. There were 4 or so zombies behind him. "Shit, Joe! Faster!!!" She skidded to a stop, shooting one of them straight in the head. It fell over, writhing. "Jooooe!" She called out, trying to grab his attention, as she punched one of the things in the head. It promptly bit down on her arm. "Eee!" She yelled, shaking it off. Right now, she was extremely thankful that her coat was thick.

"Joe, hurry up!" She whined, elbowing yet another zombie in the face. One went up behind her, hitting her in the shoulder with a random piece of wood. She paused, quirking an eyebrow. "A stick? Oh, these things are retarded." She grabbed the undead man by the arm, twisting it around, and slamming it to the floor. This was too easy. "You know what, Joe? Never mind. We don't have to hurry. I'm perfectly fine taking it slow." She then realized what that would have sounded like, and slapped ehr hand on her forehead. "I didn't mean it like that, just so you know." She opened her eyes, looking over the now dead bodies. Realizing that she had just killed some more 'people', she sighed, coruching down. She clasped her hands together, mumbling a very short prayer. Then she stood up, looking at Joe. "Lets go."

[[Yeah... I was bored.]]

Dark_Shadows_Angels · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Dark_Shadows_Angels** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 8:17 am

Rebecca was sitting in the motel room she had just finished one job and was cleaning one of her .9 cal handguns when she heard the news of the zombies. She ran to the door and locked it and went back to cleaning the gun. When she was finished she strapped the gun belts on and loaded all her guns. She gathered her stuff and packed it all. She looked outside to make sure the coast was clear and ran to her jeep. She jumped in and started it, when it was started her music blared out her favorite song “Gothic Lolita” by Emilie Autumn, she turned the music off. She raced out of the parking lot and headed toward the downtown area. She was on a back road when she saw the first zombie. She slammed on the gas and ran over it she gave a satisfied smile at the sound. She saw all the people running through the streets shooting at a few zombies on their way to safety. She saw a woman running from a pair of zombies and pulled her gun, slowed and shot them on her way by. The woman got in to her house and slammed the door.

Finally in the downtown area she was glad that she had put the hard top back on her jeep before starting the day. She watched as a small boy and his mother ran from a pack of zombies, she slammed on the brake and slid in to their way.

“Get in.” she yelled as she started shooting at the zombies. When they were both in she drove off.

“Climb in to the back in case we need to pick up more people.” She didn’t note the woman staring at all the guns.

“Let us out here we live there.” The woman said.

Rebecca didn’t reply just swung in to the drive way and waited for them to climb out. The woman’s husband came out with his gun covering his family as they raced to the house. She backed out and headed on her way hitting zombies that were in the street leaving splattered zombie guts on her window. Smiling she turned her music back on and blared it, not far away she saw a van with a woman getting in and the driver shooting, she continued on her way.

xXSuper-VannaXx · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **xXSuper-VannaXx** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 8:28 am

[[BTW, Dark, you can't post until Hughes has accepted you.]]

Dark_Shadows_Angels · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Dark_Shadows_Angels** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 9:01 am

(( He did.))

Saken · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Saken** on Wed Dec 17, 2008 9:02 am

Umm, I thought I was the Rebecca Excepted))

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