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DJROC Merchant         Since: 07-10-05 From: Cal-E-forn-ya Since last post: 6828 days Last activity: 6828 days |
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| Name: Richard Daniels
Age: 15 Sex: Male Occupation: High School Student Clothing: Jacket; T-Shirt; Cargo pants; Hiking boots; Backpack. Gun/Weapon: None at beginning of post. Transport: None. Bio/Background: Father was an ex-Navy SEAL, and his mother was a scientist working at Curious Medical. Richard's father took him to a shooting range once a week since he was 10. He consider's himself an expert marksman with pistols (Note: He's good, but not an "expert"), and can use a rifle if pressured to do so. When his father told him about his experiences as a SEAL, Richard listed to every word. He was a bit distant to his mother who always seemed to be wrapped up in her work. Richard was home alone when the zombie incident happened. Other: Brown hair; Green Eyes; Fair complexion; Physically fit; 5'10" tall. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shit. Richard's parents hadn't called in two days. A sure sign that something bad had happened. He had been glued to the TV set until the satellite dish had been knocked off the roof by some random debris. This is getting out of control. After checking the locks on the front door, Richard ran up the stairs to his bedroom. He grabbed his backpack and turned it upside-down, spilling his school books onto the floor. Moving to his dresser, he pulled an extra T-Shirt and a change of socks out of a drawer and stuffed them into his backpack. He grabbed the Ka-Bar fighting knife his cousin had forgot to take with him during his last visit, and attached it to his belt. He pocketed his Zippo lighter as he walked out the door. Richard moved on to his parent's bedroom. He fumbled with the combination lock on his father's gun cabinet. After finally getting it open, he grabbed his favorite pistol- his dad's old .45 SOCOM. Plenty of stopping power, he grinned. Richard looked for the ammo box with the extra .45ACP rounds as he grabbed four preloaded clips. He shoved 3 into his cargo pants pocket and one into the SOCOM, he immediately ejected it. He pulled one more bullet out of the ammo box and loaded it into the clip. Thirteen shots this time, thanks Dad. Richard took the stairs three at a time as he headed to the kitchen. Would be a great to have some MRE's right about now. He didn't have that luxury, however, so he grimaced as he dropped a box of energy bars and four bottles of water into his backpack. He headed out the door and thumbed the safety off the SOCOM. OK, Rich, you're armed and supplied for a bit. You need some help getting the hell out of this zombie infested city. He sighed. Might as well head to Uncle V's place. With that thought, he hopped the backyard fence and raced off down the street toward his Uncle's house. (Last edited by DJROC on 07-15-05 03:23 PM) |
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KadajRodsusu Archer  Since: 06-30-05 From: Music Box Since last post: 6821 days Last activity: 6698 days |
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| ooc: Now that we have full people this RPG is closed for any others that wanted to join, im sorry but we have a limit. Also Katana its ok that you dont know guns *pats her head* noob lol, j/k.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ Jason nodded to Kara as he quickly ran towards the gun shop, as he passed by Kara and Kyle he shouted out at Kyle. Moving as he spoke he ran towards the gun shop clearly in site now, but the lights inside the gun shop were dimmed, maybe broken. "Come on Kyle hurry up!" Running to the front door of the Gun shop he pressed his face closely into the glass looking inisde best he could. Looking back and forth he looked at Kyle and shouted waving his hand. "Stay outside while i gather everything, you give Kara some cover fire with her gun!" The gun she had tossed to him he now placed on the ground for Kyle to get it when he reached the door. Not bothering to wait a second he bent his arm and elbowed the side window of the shop. Hitting with a hard force of his badded S.W.A.T gear the window shattered and fell onto the show case. Infront of him on the show case laying on a rack was a nice 12 gage shot gun, pretty old and to old for his time. Pushing it out of the way, he got to the door unlocking it as he pulled it open and kept it open best he could, leaning a gun on the side to keep from closing. Looking inside the shop he pulled his combat knife, holding it upwards instead of down as he slowly stepped threw the gun store, seeing rows of guns, some ment for hunting, and nothing really powerful yet seen to him. As he stepped threw each row of guns he looked around himself in a calm steady pace. Getting in the middle of the rows he looked up nothing, and thne to his side as infront of him stood a tall decaying corpse. Not moving at him as he stared at it, but in a second it smelled him as it nearly fell on him to take a bite. As it landed on his body he fall to the ground and struggled to keep it off. As he tried he heard some guns from the rack behind his head fall and clatter on the ground, craweling through another corpse came craweling through trying to get at Jason as he held off another. As the one on him struggled to bite at him he lunged his combat knife into the side of its skull. The force stalled it but its arms flailed, a cut across the face could injure him and make him infected and he didnt want that. Pulling the knife out he gripped the bottom bloody blade and trying to look behind himself he trew the knife best he could behind himself, as it had little speed, the sharp end jammed into the craweling cropses eye, leaving it stunned and maybe even dead. The one on his body started to quit in twitching, its arms calm down as he rolled the body off himself. Not going for his combat knife yet he ran to the large class case at the end of the rows. Looking inside he smashed the glass casing taking from inside it 4 small boxes of ammo for Karas gun, 9mm shells. Looking around for somthing to stack stuff he found a small green camo hunting bag. Throwing the ammo inside he went threw looking at each weapon, hardly any of them real powerful only a few. Jumping behind the counter holding the camo bag he grabbed a nice fold out pump shot gun, its black dull color nice but even more its power, almost a illegal street weapon. Taking it he put the strap around his shoulder and grabbed a few boxes of shot gun shells for a 12 gage. Taking as much as he could a total of 5 boxes, with 8 shells in each box. Looking around he busted another glass case removing 5 pistols. 2 common 9mm Police Action pistols, another 2 slightly custom with a longer barrel which caused more of a kick and style, it also would load a longer clip of 20 bullets, extending like an uzi almost. and the last pistol was more of a style, picking up the silver magnum he looked inside the spinning chamber, a 6 shooter of common kind, but a powerfull one. Grabbing those and stuffing them in the bag he went threw each shell under the counter taking all the ammo he could for pistols and the magnum. Coming up with 10 boxes of pistol ammo, able to hold 25 shells per box, and found 3 magnum shells, 10 shots in each box. Loading this all into the bag he looked around one more time. Seeing a few flares, flash bangs, common items of the sort he stuffed around 10 flares in the bag and 5 flash bangs, hoping they would have some kind of effect on the corpses they were fighting. He yelled out, to Kyle and hope Kara could hear aswell. "Ok guys I think i got what we need, we have enough ammo maybe to supply our selves untill we reach a police station, then we can load up more on supplies!" Once more looking threw he grabbed another shot gun that could hold 12 gage rounds. It was unlike the black it had a handel that could be pulled back instead of pumped, a more advanced one. Putting that over his shoulder he looked around and nodded to himself. Running outside he was pretty slow by the weight and yelled to Kara. "Ok get over here Kara were moving out!" Looking at Kyle he nodded and carried the bag to the back of the gun shop, hoping the would follow. As he came around he found as he planned, an old Toyota Pick Up, its large back space would be good to old 1 person for fire and to hold supplies. Throwing the bag in the back he got in the car and looked around, under the mat, under the seat, everywhere. Opening the side holder he found the oddly shapped keys, shoving them in the cars egnition he turned the car on and pulled out quickly, the screeching tires heard in the now poorly lit area, it was getting darker, and outside was not safe. Pulling out he opened the door for Kyle, as he watched him get in, and shutting the door. Backing the car up he get close to Kara and honked the horn. "You drive i shoot, ill pass ammo and supplies through the slot k!" Getting out of the car he now held a newly loaded pistol, his old one but new ammo. Aimming at the corpses Kara shot at he began to fire and spoke. "Get in the car, when i slam you drive..." He kept firing, waiting for her to go for the car. |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 2113 days Last activity: 1353 days |
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| *Chris looks at Taro then to Rico*
Look...I really dont want to walk through 4.5 miles of zombie infested Hell Hole...I know that once we get there i am getting my Desert eagle and my MP5...Walking is bad...especially when we are loaded with backpacks with supplies.. Asuka...Hmmm...Look you know the zombies better then i do but...I watched them eat a hole squad...i dont want to end up like them... *zombie groans* Shit...we spent to long here... *Chris starts to turn with his Uzi to give cover fire when a zombie leaps on him* SHIT! *Chris uses his gun to keep it form biting him using his left hand he draws his usp and shoves it against the zombies neck firing four shots completly severing its spinal cord* Damn... *Chris shoves the corps off and begins shooting zombies in the head with his UZi* We need to move NOW. |
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Azen Dalin Thief  Since: 08-30-04 Since last post: 6408 days Last activity: 6407 days |
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| Asuka nodded, then turned to the rest of the group.
Unless we stay in one place for too long, then the zombies are likely to leave us alone. I doubt that we'll have much refuge here...especially after Taro's last fall. So, lets get to the base. We'll stop and rest up there. She began to walk, then stopped, realizing that she didn't know the way. With an exasperated look, she turned to Rico. She loathed asking others for help, but did when it was necissary. "You...lead the way." |
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Jobes Car Joe  Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 5792 days Last activity: 4792 days |
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| Rico turning towards Chris and picks off another two zombies with his M-16.
"Well I am getting in the humvee and taking off that way if you people want to stay here and get your asses eatten by zombies just follow this road and when you get to the dead end make a left the base is about 6 blocks down that road. It is about 10 miles from here." Rico grabbed his supplies and headed over to the Humvee and waited for anyone to join him. |
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Abazaba Merchant  Since: 02-08-05 From: Long Beach, CA Since last post: 6764 days Last activity: 5925 days |
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| "Well, since that is zombie infested territory, I sure as hell aren't going in that loud thing. If it is ten miles that’s only a two hour hike for me. So enjoy a horrible death when you attract a hoard large enough to destroy you and your little car." Taro then took off walking in the direction Chris told him, waiting to see who was smart enough to join him. As he walked killing a zombie or two that appeared from the shadows with silent yet effective attacks. As he walked he though for a moment. "Wait I have a better mode of travel that I should have though of earlyer." Taro droped his bag and ran back inside the Wal-Mart. He hacked and slashed his way and returned moments later with two bikes. After which he walked back in the store and once again returned with two more bikes this time one male and one female. Taro wiped off his sword and sheathed it, now taking his pack and getting on the bike and ridding off a block ahead then looked back and waited for the others. (Last edited by Abazaba on 07-11-05 08:00 PM) |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 5792 days Last activity: 4792 days |
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| Rico getting out of the Humvee and liking the idea of taking a bike instead of walking because the packs are heavy and would slow the group down. "Now we are talking." Rico go on one of the bikes and caught up to Taro and waiting for the others to catch up to them. "Now we are talking it beats walking." | |||
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 2113 days Last activity: 1353 days |
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| *Looks at Taro*
Look...I will cover you Lets go and get to the armory *Chris double taps a zombie in the head as it lurches across the stree* Move...quickly please Rico help me keep them away... *chris slings his UZI and draws one of his USPs firing one handed as he rides the bike* (Last edited by Spartan on 07-12-05 04:04 AM) |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 5792 days Last activity: 4792 days |
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Azen Dalin Thief Since: 08-30-04 Since last post: 6408 days Last activity: 6407 days |
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| OOC: XD I've never seen Wal-Mart carry crotch rockets before...but hell this is the future. I'm impressed, Wal-Mart is still in our future!!
BIC: Asuka smiled. In Tokyo motor-bikes were the main mode of transportation. She boarded it, turned the gas on, and reved the engine lightly. It was a quiet bike and would supply MUCH better transportation than any other vehicle. Remembering saftey, she grabbed a helmet and slid it over her head. She flipped the eye cover down and slowly made her way out of the building. The bike was silent, so there was no need for yelling. "Taro! You and me on the sides, Chris and Rico you take front and back." Swords only came in handy on bikes if you were slicing to the side. She waited for the others to catch up to her. |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 2113 days Last activity: 1353 days |
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| *chris drops back into his position in hte pack*
Alright good idea i need to get me some throwing knives at the base... Rico...Are you certed for the Desert Eagle...it would be great for here one shot and well...not much of a problem...I know they have the Magnum Express at the base and Four Desert Eagle 50.cals I cant remember...what rifles they have but i know they have a sniper rifle that i rated Marksmen with. |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 5792 days Last activity: 4792 days |
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| "Yea I am good with a Desert Eagle, but I am going to use my Glock for now."
Rico takes out his Glock with his right hand and throws the M-16 over his right shoulder. "Alright lets move out everyone watch your sides." Rico takes off down the street infront of the pack capping two more undead that were in his way. |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1338 days Last activity: 1156 days |
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| "Right!" Kara exclaims. She looks over to her side to see the vehicle Jason pulled up in, and double checks to make sure her short path toward it was clear. She could feel her knuckles stinging and glanced down at them to see what it was. To her suprise, they were as white as can be. Without realizing how tightly she was glancing her handgun before, Kara now released her grip enough for the stinging to cease.
Swiftly she darts over to the car and jumps in. Immediately taking over the wheel, she floors it, all the while Jason fired away. "Where to now?" |
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KadajRodsusu Archer Since: 06-30-05 From: Music Box Since last post: 6821 days Last activity: 6698 days |
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| "Anywhere but here! just drive and move towards the city, the inner part!"
He had to yell because of the speed, the wind passing over. Leaning back in the truck he opened the sliding plastic sheet so he could pere in the front and speak, he was breathing more because of the loss of wind from his move. He spoke once again but could talk without yelling at her. "Just follow a path you think is safe and leads us to those towers..." He looked out the glass window staring at the large towering buildings, they were taller then most, and in most cities. Leaning forward he shut the plastic sheet and looked around as they drove at a good speed, enough for him to see if anyone was ok, any survivors of any sort. Driving past drivways and streets leading into more homes and infested zones. Looking around he banged on the hood of the truck. "Go a little slower we might find someone alive still...maybe." |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\" Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1338 days Last activity: 1156 days |
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| Kara did as she was told and weaned her foot off the gas pedal. As they slowed down, she was able to avoid more of the debris sprawled across the city, rather than accelerate and drive over it. Once again her knuckles stung as she gripped the steering wheel.
Get a grip of yourself Kara! She thinks to herself as she loosens her grip. Suddenly she felt as though she were suffocating. Frantically, she takes in a deep breath, realizing that she had been holding her breath for quite a while. Images of the events following the start of this mess flashed before her eyes, as she takes in slow, deep breaths, keeping her eyes on the road and looking for more survivors. We're never going to get out of here... She thought desperately, as she glanced around them. The roads were dead. Not even zombies appeared to be roaming about. Finally, the dispair had finally taken it's toll, and Kara slowly came to a stop. Taking her foot off the gas completely and shifting the vehicle into neutral, she slumped against the steering wheel. She closed her eyes, but only for a moment, for when she did, images of those monsters she was blasting away at only moments before cropped up in her mind. She cringed as she saw the flesh hanging off the carcuses, limbs barely attatched once again. She took a deep breath and held it in for a second. Then looked over at Jason and grinned sheepishly. "I...I..I'm sorry." was the only appology she could manage. With that, she put the car back into gear, and lightly put her foot on the gas again, keeping her eyes foreward. |
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KadajRodsusu Archer Since: 06-30-05 From: Music Box Since last post: 6821 days Last activity: 6698 days |
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| "Dont worrie about it..."
He was almost talking to himself as the car kept moving, driving forward down the street.Looking around as they drove down the street, doding debree and what not he kept a watchful eye. In his hands he held his pistol but once feeling safe, safe enough to the point where he didnt have to shoot he began to rmble through the bag, pulling out everything he had takenf rom the store, and spreading it out all across the large space of the truck. Taking both shot guns he opened a case of shells and began to load the shells into the black shot gun, once fully loaded he pumped the gun and set it on safety. Loading the second shot gun he filled it to the brim aswell and pumped also. Opening the small plastic sheet that seperated himself from Kyle and Kara. Pushing the shot gun through he put it right at the leg of Kyle and patted his shoulder. "This is you'res heres some shells..." He placed a box of shells next time him and went back to loading the guns. Taking out the 2 common police action pistols and taking two empty clips one inside the gun and an extra he grabbed he laoded both, loading the full clip into the gun pulling back and setting it aside. Loading the 2nd police action aswell he put it also to the side now having a single pistols (his old one) and 2 new ones which he placed under both armpits in the strap holsters. Looking around he took the two custom made pistols looking them over as he loaded the even longer clip. Loading both he went back to Kara and Kyle and set both pistols, custom on Karas lap talking in a clam voice. "These are custom automatics ok...they switch from single, to burst, to full auto. Be careful tho, to many shots on auto and you might over heat them. They have a longer clip so each shot will be a waste but also ok. Keep them safe and dont worrie on the kick its not much you can handle it..." He reached back to the back of the truck and grabbed two boxes of normal shell 9mm rounds and handed them to her. "Almost forgot, heres alot of ammo for the you're pistols dont worrie you have enough to last us to the Police Station, once there we can re-group." Looking back at the truck he took the last pistol, the silver magnum in his hands. It was an ok weight for such a powerful gun. Removing the revolver to the side he loaded six shells and snapped it closed, spinning it as if an old cowboy. Looking at Kyle from inside he handed him his own close range pistol and 2 boxes of ammo. "Herse you're own this is a good weapon take care of it..." |
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DJROC Merchant Since: 07-10-05 From: Cal-E-forn-ya Since last post: 6828 days Last activity: 6828 days |
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| Just a few more blocks!
Richard kept scanning the street as he ran. A groan sounded as he passed a porch. He stopped and turned, bringing the .45 up in a two-handed grip. A zombie struggled to it's feet and began walking towards him. It's arms were outstreached in the old-fashion horror movie style. He snickered.How lame can this get? He aimed for the heart and fired a shot. The zombie recoiled, but much to Richard's surprise (and horror), the monster steadied itself and continued it's cliche march. Idiot! It's undead it's just going to keep comming. Richard turned and started running. He glanced over his shoulder to see, to his dissapointment, the fiend speeding up as well. Zombies... what stops them? This was a medical accident wasn't it? His mind started running through all the zombie movies he watched. How did they move? Magic was one theory... but no, This was science. Science.... how do I move?... Nervous system! No duh Rich. He turned, aimed for the head, and squeazed off a shot. The zombie crumpled to the ground. Hmph. Bingo. Richard kept moving. Taking a left at the corner, he spotted his uncle's house. Just then, he began to wonder if his Uncle Vincent had even survived the catastrophe. He hadn't seen anybody but a zombie so far... and he lost contact with his parents days ago. Comon, think positive Rich. You're alive right? Someone else had to have survived. He reached his uncle's house and turned the door knob. It was unlocked... probably not a good sign. He readied his pistol, rushed into the room, and made a quick sweep of his surroundings. He breathed a sigh, mixed with relief and disappointment. No zombies, but no sign of his uncle or cousin. Richard sat down on the living room couch and opened a bottle of water. All right. This exhausts my family contacts, so where can I go now? He took a sip of water and turned on his uncle's TV. More static... great. Anyway, where to go? Richard put the cap back on the water bottle and placed it on the coffee table. He stood up and began rummaging through his uncle's desk for a map of the city. He spread it out on the coffee table and started looking for his current location. Here we go... I'm here, so what's a good spot to go to? The park? No... too open. The supermarket? Nah, I've got supplies for a while. Hmmm. Wait, what was that? Richard looked around. A noise had started, and it was growing louder. He picked up the SOCOM pistol and moved to the window. He tried to place the sound. Was it... a car? He hadn't heard a car in a few days... except for the noise they made when they blew up. Just then, a truck rumbled by on the cross-street. He glimpsed two people up front, and another person riding in the back of the pickup bed. Then it was gone, and the noise was growing fainter. I wonder where they're going... He turned back to the map. He traced the road with his finger... It runs right toward the police station! He checked the distance key in the corner and measured the distance from the house to the station. Only ten or fifteen minutes to jog there... Richard glanced outside, it was getting dark pretty quick. Ah screw it, I'm going. He folded the map up and stuck it in his backpack, he took one more sip of water and put it back as well. Turning to the door, he checked the safety on his pistol and took off down the street. |
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Jexim Asuka  Since: 10-07-04 From: California Since last post: 6247 days Last activity: 6124 days |
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| *Kyle looks over his shoulder accepting the guns from Jason*
Thanks... *as he turns around looking at them he notices the policestation just in the distance* Hey... there it is... *As they pull into the parking lot they see massive amounts of zombies crowding the streets and nearby buildings, Kyle quickly jumps out of the truck quickly bringing the shotgun up to his shoulder aiming it at the nearest clump of zombies, he pulls the trigger and is immeadietly thrown back against the truck by the force of the shot, three zombies are also knocked back, falling to the ground deader than before, two others stumble back a little but are still up* Aww crap... OOC: sorry I havn't been able to post in here much... |
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KadajRodsusu Archer Since: 06-30-05 From: Music Box Since last post: 6821 days Last activity: 6698 days |
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| Getting out of the car he holstered his pistols, and grabbed his black pump shot gun. Hopping out the back he went to Karas door opening it for her as he aimmed the shot gun out, forward at the zombies. He was used to a shot gun and could handle it well. Pulling the trigger roughly the gun slightly kicked and the shell spread as it fired, knocking a zombie back, only for a stun. Looking back at Kyle he ran past him, as they would keep cover. Getting to the doors of the Police Station he opened them, aimming the gun inside, his strap over his shoulder. Dropping the shot gun out of grasp, he unholstered a 9mm and looked around, aimming.
"Move in and barrcade the door best you can!" He shouted at them as he walked over to the counter of the front desk, picking up the phone, but no dial tone. Looking around he flicked a switch, some lights coming on while others flickered and died by the loss of power, or dead cells. Running to a desk he grasped the sides and began to tug at it, the loud screeching echoing in the station as he pulled it near the door. "Use this..." He moved alone without them, heading up a pair of stairs as he went to his office. Looking around the quaters he ran down past bathrooms, showers and into a sort of grimmy area, the guns and arms, illegal weapons confiscated or arms and weapons of the station. Busting open the door he went inside, looking around he found it, the large sniper rifle, its scope slightly bigger then most, and its body a shaddy black. Its clip a long curved one and the tip large and bulked. Picking it up he set it on his sholder and picked up some ammo from a small zip lock bag. Running out of the place he headed to the roof top, it was high enough for him. Getting to the top he began to load the shells, loading a total of 25 as he stuck the clip in and pulled back on the chamber bar. Sliding back the shell loaded in and placed the barrel on the railing. Looking through the scope he aimmed and pulled the trigger once, letting a single shell rip through the air, smacking a zombie inbetwen the eyes, the shell flying to the side. |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 5792 days Last activity: 4792 days |
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| Rico arrives infront of the Base infront of the his group. He walks over to the security control panel. He pulls out his I.D. Card and swipes it throught th security panel. It makes a wierd beeping sound and says inactive.
"What the hell! When I need to get into this base it is...." Rico didn't finish his comment he remembered there is an energency hatch near by. He picks up his bike and rides over to the hatch that is still in plain site if his group catches up to him. Rico opens up the hatch and he doesn't here a groan come from the hole. He looks around and spots a police car near by. Rico walks over to the police car and bashes in the drivers window. He finds the flashlight he was looking for and the keys to the car. He takes the keys and walks to the trunk. He opens the trunk and fines a FN Tactical Shotgun and 20 rounds of ammo. Rico walks back to the hatch and waits for his group to arrive. |
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