Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
Just shoot them in the frickin' head!!!
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 7, 2009 1:18:34 GMT -5
(OOC: Nemesis can, and this is based on Nemesis, so I think it's within it's rights to give it a small vocabulary. Besides, if you haven't found it yet or haven't bothered to look, Muramasa is my newest character, approved by Mr. Mew and everything.)
Sen glanced from one to the other, his look now close to the look of panic he had before. "I heard it, it said my name, I know it! It's after me, it's after me!" He clung to the Tanto like it was his life-line, hyperventilating. Then, suddenly, he was calm again. "The plan hasn't changed. If that... whatever it is really is after me, then I can lure it away. I still say we at least get out of this room. After that, we can split up. I'll go for the weapons, you go get arrows for your bow, and Cyril can get some food. I say we meet up back here in, say, an hour. If something happens, we retreat to this point. How's that?"
Muramasa crashed through another wall, annoyed that it's task was taking so long. Several carriers had attacked it, but they were now no more than piles of goo. Muramasa stepped forward, intent on bashing through the next wall quickly, when dust fell on it's head. It looked up, it's mind analyzing the situation, and decided that smashing the walls was hazardous to the mission. Muramasa roared in frustration, calling out the one word it could manage. "SEN!"
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 7, 2009 1:45:28 GMT -5
((OOC: All I remember is that in the guidelines they said monsters can't speak.))
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
Just shoot them in the frickin' head!!!
Posts: 254
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 7, 2009 13:10:58 GMT -5
(OOC: Well, as I said, I based Muramasa on Nemesis, and since Nemesis can talk, albeit one word, I see no reason why Tyrant 005, Codename "Muramasa" can't. Get an official to give me a good reason and I'll stop, until then, it can say that one word.)
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tk_valentine
Survivalist
Heaven can't save us, and Hell is a joke...
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Post by tk_valentine on Jan 7, 2009 19:25:21 GMT -5
Cyril quirked a brow, "Split up and stay in the building for an hour plus, then come back here? No offense, but if something is tearing down walls, I don't want to be around it."
As useful as it may be...
Cyril had been through some crazy instances, but not yet had he found or come across anything that was able to tear down buildings. Personally, he didn't want to. If that thing actually was after Sen, then Cyril didn't see much reason to stick around. It was nothing personal; Cyril was all about helping people out. But he was stupid, either. He didn't have to see the creature to know he couldn't beat it, and Cyril wasn't one to take a battle he knew he wasn't going to win.
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
Just shoot them in the frickin' head!!!
Posts: 254
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 7, 2009 21:07:47 GMT -5
Sen nodded. "I agree, but we have to do something, and Zanza has a point. Even if the thing is tearing down walls, we are more mobile than it is, so we can use the hallways to our advantage. If it's after me, then I run off and draw it away. Whatever we do, we can't stay in this room. The window is our best bet, but I can't break safety glass, so someone has to. We can't leave through the door, and the clock is ticking. What are we gonna do?"
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Post by Mira Ulrik on Jan 8, 2009 1:44:12 GMT -5
[Gonna post my intro piece for my application, then follow through with a second piece that is relative. ]
Hot water rained down on her upturned face, lips parted in pleasure as the shower washed away the grime from her run not long before. Long black lashes veiled her bright blue eyes as she succumbed to the comfort of the shower. Running her hands through wet hair Mira sighed in complete content. Nothing about the day mattering the second she let the warm water encase her in its watery embrace.
'This is what bliss feels like.' She commented in a low murmur as she began to wring her hair to be rid of the conditioner she had applied a few minutes before. Shifting she shivered delightfully as he feet touched a patch of tile that was still cold. Her happy mood was shattered however when she spied a dark shadow move from behind the curtain. "Hello?"She called, squinting her eyes to try and make out the shape. It stood unmoving. "What the hell..."she trailed off, watching from her place under the spray of the shower head. "What do you want?" she asked getting annoyed.
The figure moved off the the side, its movements unnatural and twitchy. When it was out of her sight Mira felt her heart quicken. Twisting the knobs to turn off the water, the young woman felt tendrils of fear tightening on her heart. Pulling the towel off the railing above her, Mira wrapped it around herself and pulled back the curtain, poking her head out slowly.
"This really isn't funny." She continued, as if someone was listening. Stepping out onto the locker room tile she shivered. This time however, not out of pleasure. Walking towards her bag on a wooden bench not ten feet away she came across a gruesome sight in the locker section next to hers.
A ghoul, was knelt before another female student munching on her flesh with a fervor inhuman. Mira stifled a scared sound with her hand and tiptoed as fast as she could to her bag. Her eyes on high alert as she scanned the area, all while her hands fumbled to open the bottom casing in her backpack.
The second the Cold P250 touched her hands, a wave of confidence replaced the fear. With gun in one hand, and and the holding up of her towel occupying the other, Mira stepped out into the mid section of the locker room setup and aimed her gun silently at the feasting ghoul.
"Hey Bastard." The undead's head jerked up at the human sound behind him. "Didn't you understand your kind is unwelcome the first time around?" Releasing a single round, Mira hit him between the eyes. A second round was unleashed to blow out the head of the zombies feast. With adrenaline pumped fervor, Mira moved through the locker rooms with a quick ease, body and mind determined. There were no other creatures in the locker room at the moment. Living or otherwise.
Only then did Mira collapse down onto the wooden bench by her stuff. Still wrapped in her towel she held her head in dismay. Offering a few moments of horrified silence in honor of her normal life being destroyed a second time. Dressing there after, Mira ditched the textbooks in her bag and removed a holster strap, loading up what she would need on hand in its straps and pockets. The rest left in her bag.
Mira barked a disturbed laugh as she pulled the back back over her shoulders. This would probably be the last time she would ever have to accessorize for something.
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A pounding sound could be heard periodically on the walls, the sound smaller, more human. Clicking of boot hills getting closer and closer to room that the three survivors were in. Three shots rang out. Three deadly shots. "Anyone alive?" A female voice asked intermittently, eyes sharp and on the look out for trouble. Gentle cursing could be heard as she neared the room they were in. "Is there no one?" She asked herself, firing a fourth shot. She had specifically chosen this hallway for the sparseness of zombies.
Figures, it was the faculty hall.
Something was distracting the zombies from the area, she just knew it, could sense it almost. A blanket of fear and death looming over the school that was more then just a simple case of rabid ghouls. Mira began to grow disheartened as she moved through the hall, her small fist red from pounding on doors. Hoping that maybe the next room would hold at least someone who was not yet dead. She only had five shots left on her current magazine, and she had no plans to stop in the middle of hall to reload. She was playing it safe, avoiding the undead where she could and waiting a few seconds more then most to get that perfect head shot.
"Is anyone alive in this F**king school?!" She cried out. It was still only the early hours of the Raccoon City High school and they happen to be so lucky only pockets of ghouls had wandered into this hall. But every minute their numbers increased, a bountiful supply of young flesh just begging to feed the hoard of zombies among them.
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 8, 2009 17:50:43 GMT -5
Zanza yawned and stretched his arm, it had been a long time since he had gotten some rest. He really did want to get out of here, but he needed food if he was going to survive. "Well we could always just find supplies somewhere else so maybe we should just get out of here", Zanza then heard what sounded like a girl yelling. "However I would say it looks like there are some more people that need help".
"Sen do you know how to use this", Zanza motioned for the lever action shotgun on his back as he retrieved three arrows from his quiver. If another person needed saving he wasn't just going to leave them here, they might become an asset later.
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tk_valentine
Survivalist
Heaven can't save us, and Hell is a joke...
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Post by tk_valentine on Jan 9, 2009 0:00:13 GMT -5
Cyril looked up at the sound of another's voice. Someone else was actually here? How much more of a party was this going to become? Zombies, monsters of several kinds, humans... Quite the mix going on. Cyril just found it funny that he was always coming across all kinds of survivors... Yet not one sign of the one he's been looking for... Cyril was starting to think about giving up, but every time he knew it was something he was going to see through to the end. What happened inbetween was just a matter of details.
"I'm with Zanza. The farther away we get, the better. There's food in the city, and we don't really have to stick around with the thing that goes bump in the night to get any here... In fact, there was still food at the Stadium. I was just there and it's not far if you..." Raaa...!
Cyril jerked at the sound of the growl as the fallen zombie in the corner of the room suddenly rose to its feet in one swift motion, its skin gray and fingers curved into nasty, long talons. "Guys... I think it's time to leave."
[[OOC: Feel free to let whatever happen to the Crimson Head you want, just wanted to get something else going, heh.]]
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
Just shoot them in the frickin' head!!!
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 9, 2009 0:20:58 GMT -5
(OOC: I don't know if this follows the movie's description or the book/games' decision on viral infection, so I'll assume the movies. The differences, for those who aren't aware, is that the books and games make it that infection is not possible through scratches or claws, while the movies says that even a scratch will infect you.)
Sen shouted in alarm and rushed toward Zanza. "Gimme the shotgun!" The Crimson Head lunged for him but missed mostly. He was grazed and knocked off balance. Sen fell to the floor, crying out in fright. He caught himself and kicked out with his foot, connecting with the Crimson Head's skull. The monster roared and slashed out, catching his foot and removing his shoe but not breaching the skin. "SHOOT IT!"
Muramasa roared again, it's cry causing dust to fall from the ceiling. It bashed several carriers to mush as they attacked it foolishly. Once the last one was destroyed, it called out for Sen again and began running. The scent was stronger now, it was getting closer. It turned the corner and saw a girl jogging down the hall, shooting more carriers as it went. It roared, calling the attention of all the ghouls in the hall and anything else as well. Sen's scent was coming from the door closest to the girl, and Muramasa had to get there. It started hulking toward the door, taking slow and deliberate steps, drawing it's massive sword from it's back as it walked. "Sen..."
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 9, 2009 9:54:32 GMT -5
Zanza let the shotgun slide down his arm and he kicked it over towards Sen. Zanza then brought his arm back up and released an arrow into the side of the zombie's head. The arrow arrow entered through the temple and made it's way through the zombies head and broke out of the back where it stayed all the way through the zombies head. Zanza watched as the zombie slumped to the floor, then went to retrieve his arrow from the zombie's head.
As Zanza removed the arrow he heard another roar from the monster, it sounded like it was right outside. Zanza looked at the others for a brief second. "Go through the window, I'll distract the monster till the girl can get through", Zanza dashed out of the door and as soon as he the monster he loosed an arrow right at the joint of it's left shoulder. "Hurry up!" Zanza motioned for the girl to go into the room as he nocked another arrow and took aim for the zombie's knee. Zanza knew he wasn't gonna be able to put an arrow through the monster's head so he was gonna just aim to slow it down.
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Post by Mira Ulrik on Jan 9, 2009 13:33:04 GMT -5
Mira was halted in her tracks as the great creature began to hulk down the hallway towards her. Every step seemed to shake the ground beneath her, every step causing her heart to race. Had it not been for the zombie hunter bursting into the hallway, she might never have recovered from her deer in the headlights state.
Hurry up! He yelled, and Mira jolted into motion. Running down the hall, Mira twisted her body and her boots squeaked across the tile as she redirected her path to jump in the room. Heart beating in her chest she lifted her gun to aim at the zombie on the ground, albeit that the zombie had already been taken care of.
Leaning against the wall a second, her eyes scanned the other two survivors still in the room. Her breath hard in her chest from exertion. "What the hell was that.." she muttered, then began pacing around the room, shifting through the destroyed room looking for anything useful, then moving to the window to look out.
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
Just shoot them in the frickin' head!!!
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 9, 2009 14:10:49 GMT -5
Sen leaned out of the room to look at it and nearly fainted. "Kami, that's after me! Oh, I'm dead, so dead!" He looked at the girl and got a determined look to his face. He scooped up the shotgun and blasted the window open. "Get out now! It's my fault you're all in this mess, and I won't have any more blood on my hands. You guys leave, I'll distract it. I can out manuever it easy, so I'll just draw it away then catch up! Go now!" He dashed out of the room and chucked his useless handgun at the monster, which didn't even seem to notice. It did, however, raise it's head, the straw hat on it's head falling back revealing it's bald head, the charred black skin, the piercing red eyes, and the constant, terrifying grin.
Muramasa saw Sen, the scent was too strong for the boy not to be him, and slashed at the nearest carrier. All the Zombies in the hall were headed toward it now, moaning in hunger. It slashed again, cleaving two in half, and began making deliberate steps toward Sen. It knocked away any projectiles with it's blade, showing inhuman reflexes. It continued to stalk forward as Sen started to run away, screaming at the man with the bow to leave. Muramasa hoped that the man would stay, but if the man fired no more shots, it couldn't hurt him anyway. It growled out, then picked up it's pace, now at a light jog, charging after Sen, who turned a corner.
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 9, 2009 17:47:39 GMT -5
((OOC: Okay I have a problem with what you had Muramasa do. It says one of Muramasa's weaknesses is he is slow, yet he was able to block arrows, I can partially understand that due to the whole martial arts thing but I would suggest you don't do that to much or it may get called gming.))
Zanza heard Sen behind him and heard a blast from the shotgun. After hearing the shotgun blast Zanza turned around just in time to see Sen turn a corner with his shotgun. "Hey kid that is my shotgun", Zanza took off after Sen intent on getting his shotgun back.
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
Just shoot them in the frickin' head!!!
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 9, 2009 20:00:54 GMT -5
(OOC: Muramasa is slow, but his reflexes are not. His reflexes are lightning fast, but his actual movements are not so much. If you read the description carefully, it states this.)
Sen shouted over his shoulder. "I'll give it back to you in a moment, but I might need it! I'm giving you guys a chance to get out the window! Hurry!" Sen continued to bolt down the hallway, the hulking brute still chasing after him, knocking ghouls into goo smeared on the walls.
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Post by Mira Ulrik on Jan 9, 2009 20:43:31 GMT -5
"How did an idiot like him survive." The young woman mumbled as she took after the two of them. Their chance to escape what in all probability could be the most dangerous spot in town. And they were running to the densest part.
Though she should have just turned back around and jumped out of the window, Mira followed behind them. Her firearm releasing a barrage of well placed bullets at the back of the hulking creatures knees. Trying if anything to slow it down so the others could escape. On a lighter note. Following behind the hulking creature was like driving behind a snowplow in a storm. And it was clearing the way rather nicely.
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