Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
Just shoot them in the frickin' head!!!
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 9, 2009 22:17:23 GMT -5
Sen hurtled around the bend, sprinting down the hall to the next turn. He knew the layout pretty well, so could go full speed. He gripped the shotgun close, breathing through his nose like his P.E. teacher had always taught him. He kept running, narrowly dodging a Zombie in the middle of the hallway, and turned the bend. As he did, he saw the two following him. He swore. "No, run away! I'll catch up, I'm just going to circle to buy some time! I'll meet you at the front gate, now go!" He took a step when he stopped in his tracks, stepping back with his eyes wide in horror. Standing before him, it's one yellow arm dangling by it's side, was a Bandersnatch (Resident Evil Code Veronica). It's arm whipped at him, the beast screeching as it did so. Sen ducked and rolled, now trapped between one creature that was after him by chance, and the other that pursued him with a purpose.
Muramasa roared and charged forward, now full running. It glared at the Bandersnatch, determined to destroy the monster before it could so much as touch Sen. It was slow, only running at the speed of an average human, but it no longer blocked any projectiles that came it's way, now simply ignoring them. The three shots at it's knee did not even pause it, only one even breaching the scarred and scabbed skin.
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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 10, 2009 2:13:03 GMT -5
Cyril watched everything unfold, and suddenly there was another girl with them. And then nothing at all but himself. Cyril sighed and shook his head with a short smirk as another zombie shuffled in. A quick shot to the head from his pistol put it down, but there were more coming from behind it. Cyril figured the three of the others had distracted whatever Sen was freaking out about.
"So... It seems like they're all good." Cyril watched a second undead shuffle in. "And at least they were nice enough to use their own ammo to open the window..."
Cyril remembered they said they'd be coming back here. Though he honestly doubted it, Cyril took a quick second to use his spray paint to graffiti "Out. -Cyril" on the wall before making his way out the window.
[[Cyril has left the school]]
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 10, 2009 15:24:21 GMT -5
Zanza grumbled something about saving people being more trouble then it was worth before yelling down the hallway after Cyril. "If I don't get that shotgun back I will personally hunt you down and kill you", Zanza then grabbed the girls arm and dragged her down a side hallway. "Come on we are gonna get out of here", Zanza really hoped this girl wouldn't slow him down to much it would be a shame if she got caught by a zombie right after he attempted to save her.
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Post by Big Boss, Lord of Light on Jan 10, 2009 16:54:21 GMT -5
OOC: Rule violation Graal....creatures cannot speak: No exceptions, exemptions ect.
Graves made his way to the High School, his shotgun in hand as he moved. The police officer stopped as he heard shots coming from inside of the building. He hustled into the building, his weapon raised in a tactical position as he moved down the halls. He crossed into a hallway to come upon a man grabbing a girl's arm dragging her down the hallway. The officer also saw another fellow further down the hallway cornered by two strange creatures.
"Get down!" Graves shouted down the hallway as he opened fire on the long armed creature with his shotgun. Three shots from the shotgun and the creature fell to the floor flailing it's arms.
"Fall back to me kid!" Graves shouted to the male as he raised his shotgun and aimed it at the other creature.
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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 10, 2009 20:49:16 GMT -5
(OOC: I still don't get it, because Nemesis can.)
Sen screemed at the new arrival. "RUN! I don't know why but it's chasing me! Everyone get out of here, now!" He took off, dashing down hallway after hallway, twisting and turning, blasting the shotgun at any monsters in his path.
Muramasa continued after Sen, ignoring all else. It appreciated the assistance in eliminating the yellow creature, but it had to catch Sen. It roared again, moving full tilt after Sen, crashing through a wall when it failed to make the turn. The school shook, and small pieces of debris began falling from the ceiling.
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Post by Mira Ulrik on Jan 10, 2009 22:40:12 GMT -5
Mira made a sound as he pulled her quickly down a side hallway, secretly happy that the chase had let up. The crazy child was beginning to be more trouble then he was worth. when he released her arm, Mira began to reload her gun, pressing the trigger mechanism to release the magazine, shoving into her hip holster and removing a full one. With a fluid click she installed the rounds and let one off into the head of a near boy zombie.
Luckily for Zanza, her few years of Track and Field accounted for something, stride for stride she was keeping up with him. "If we drop down into the lower gyms we can exit through the football field." She suggested pointing out to the left. Then pointing to the right she pointed again. "That way takes us out near the front parking lot, but it cuts through the English and Arts departments. More undead."
With a flash of gunmetal Mira released another shot into a zombie that was in the middle of their path. The first shot was ill aimed however, taking out the side of the zombies neck and shoulder. With a growl Mira aimed again, her bullet ripping through it's jaw and causing enough damage to the brain to fall.
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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 11, 2009 14:01:58 GMT -5
Sen continued to run as the school started to collapse. Larger and larger chunks of the building were falling around him every second. Sen swore loudly as he kept running, desperately trying to evade the monstrosity that was pursuing him. He blasted another Zombie, then tried to blast one more but found the shotgun empty. "Aw, come on!" He kept running, taking any and all twists and turns to try to out manuever his pursuer. As he reached a dead end, he lowered his head and barreled into a patch of drywall, hoping against hope that he was right. The drywall cracked, revealing a large locker. He opened it and grabbed as much as he could, loading up his backpack with guns and ammo, not paying much attention but being sure he got the .357 magnum and the Beretta 92FS. He smiled when he felt the cold steel in his hand. Even though it wasn't much, it made him feel more confident now that he had his weapon of choice. He grabbed a box of shells and put them along with the shotgun into his backpack. He loaded the Beretta, keeping his ears peeled for the monster that chased him. He backtracked into another hallway once he was ready, and made his way to the gym. It wasn't far, and he was soon barrelling through the double door. He grabbed some arrows for Zanza and turned to leave when Muramasa landing right in front of him. Sen looked up into his face and screamed, backpedaling as fast as he could. This was a wide open room, he was trapped.
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 11, 2009 15:11:18 GMT -5
Zanza slowed his pace a bit and put his bow into its place behind the quiver and then pulled out his sword. "My bow won't be very useful while we run so you take out the ones from a distance, I'll clear out any that get close", As Zanza took off running again he noticed she was keeping up with him. Zanza heard her say something about going to the gym to get out quicker. Zanza smiled it was good to be working with someone useful for once.
Zanza motioned for the both of them to slow down. "That is a good idea. Yet in a situation like this stealth is going to be more valuable then speed", Zanza was almost whispering as his speed slowed down to almost a slow walk. Zanza turned his head back and looked at the girl. "What's your name kid", Zanza looked around a corner and was glad to see it clear of zombies. He then started down the hall his sword crossed in front of his body ready to attack.
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Post by Big Boss, Lord of Light on Jan 11, 2009 16:49:17 GMT -5
Graves growled as the creature gave chase to the boy. He had pulled the trigger on the SPAS at the creature as it gave chase, only to find that he had emptied the four shot weapon already. The policeman cursed under his breath as he began to reload the weapon as he gave chase of the creature. As he ran down the hall way after the two, chunks of drywall and plaster fell from the ceiling and walls around Graves. He evaded several large pieces that fell just in front of him.
He came across the boy and his pursuer just as the male had ran into a dead end. Graves raised his shotgun and began to pump rounds into the creature's back. Four shots expended, Graves drew his 9mm police issue Berretta and began to open fire upon the creature.
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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 11, 2009 18:17:23 GMT -5
Muramasa completely ignored the man shooting at it. It noticed the shots, but if it's attention was not fixed on Sen, he might slip past. Besides, the bullets weren't harming Muramasa too much. It took several steps toward Sen, growling over the sounds of the gunshots, as Sen started fumbling into his pack.
Sen frantically rummaged through his bag, trying to find the magnum. He didn't know if it would be effective, but it was the strongest weapon he had. He pulled it out and started loading it when he realized it was too strong for him. That gun would knock him on his ass easy, so it was useless to him. He loaded the weapon and slid it across the ground toward the new guy. "Take it, .357 magnum, the best I got, only one clip, seven shots, too much for me, now!" He continued backing up as he tossed the pack aside. If he was going to die, at least the pack could be useful to the others. His back touched a wall. He sighed and closed his eyes. If this was the end, he would prefer not to watch.
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Post by Mira Ulrik on Jan 11, 2009 19:48:08 GMT -5
Mira nodded quietly, slowing down as to once again match his pace. Night was beginning to fall upon the infection wrought city, the halls becoming harder and harder to see. "Leave them to me." She said softly, agreeing to his assignment of taking out the farther away zombies. With confident flourish, Mira reaching into a pouch on her left hip, removing a picatinny rail flashlight and sliding it onto the end of her gun. The extra equipment added weight to the tip of her P250 and she would have to compensate for the difference when aiming. It always was strange to get use to, but after one or two shots, she was confident that her aim would return to full capacity.
Lifting the gun, the young woman twisted the end of the flashlight and aimed it down the hallway. "My name is Mira Ulrik." she said, deciding that they could see well enough at the moment, and with conservation of the battery in mind, flicked it back off. "What about you, kid?" she replied, a hint of teasing in her voice as she called the boy, who was not much older then her by the same title.
Pointing her gun to the right this time she frowned and spoke. "We are going to wanna go down this stairwell, It will take us to the first floor. Then will have to go through the Breezeway to get to the gym section of the school. " The breezeway was a nickname the past students had adopted for the hall section that led to the gym. Basically it was hall with walls and doors, but no roof, a large oak that had been their since the school was built in the center, its upper branches weaving and growing into the tops of the walls and up the side of the school. Around the base were a couple benches and an iron bike rack, with a few abandoned bikes still left chained to it.
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 11, 2009 20:46:13 GMT -5
A smile played along Zanza's lips as they reached the stairwell. "My name is Zanza, Zanza Sagara. From the little bit of teasing from being called a kid you must what, 18, 19." Zanza's eyes scanned the area trying to spot any hostiles. After not seeing any zombies Zanza's stance eased a little. "Looks like it's clear here. Sen and that monster must have caused enough ruckus to draw all the zombies away", Zanza turned towards the girl. "Mind if we take a break here for a minute, I haven't gotten any rest for a couple days, so this is tiring me out pretty quickly", Zanza rolled his neck and audible cracks were heard throughout the small area.
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Post by Mira Ulrik on Jan 11, 2009 21:35:14 GMT -5
Mira smiled despite herself as they entered the Breezeway. Nodding to a nearby bench she accepted his request and sat down, flipping her backpack around to dig around inside. "Well then, Pleasure to meet you." She said with a small smirk as she pulled out a cleaning cloth to examine and clean the firearm in order to keep it working in peak condition. "Eighteen." she confirmed as she pulled the slider off the P250 and rubbed the cloth on the inside. "How old are you stranger?" She asked making for conversation.
After a few moments of her task, she loaded everything back on and clicked the lock into place. Bending back over she set the gun to her side on the bench and pulled out a full bottle of water. Cracking the seal she held it out to him in offering. "Thirsty?" Mira asked, casting him a nonchalant glance, as if they were not in the middle of World War Z part II. The hand not offering the water reached in and pulled out a freezer bag full of homemade beef jerky. This as well she offered to him.
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Post by Zanza and Thor on Jan 11, 2009 22:41:40 GMT -5
Zanza smiled glad for the moment of respite. Zanza took a seat on the bench next to Mira as he sheathed his sword. "I'm 21 and thanks", Zanza took the water bottle and cracked it open taking a large gulp. "I originally came here to steal some food from the school before I seemed to get surrounded by people needing to be saved", Zanza's voice held a hint of amusement as he took a piece of the jerky and bit off a small piece chewing it slowly.
"This is pretty good, you make it yourself?" After speaking Zanza chuckled a little. Here he was in a school full of zombies eating jerky and making small talk with some girl. Zanza felt something in his hair and pulled out his ponytail. Zanza found a small twig stuck in his hair and pulled it out throwing it over by the tree. He then put his hair back into a pony tail and shook his head slightly trying to get his hair back the way he liked it.
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Post by Mira Ulrik on Jan 11, 2009 22:50:33 GMT -5
Mira chuckled as she watched him, her pistol cradled in her lap, free hand resting on it in case danger struck. "Your ponytail is crooked." She teased thoroughly amused as she tore off a piece of jerky with her teeth. "Yeah, Its from hunting last season, we still have a whole freezer of the stuff back at my dad's business. Its hickory smoked." She said mildly amused by the same fact.
Mira had grown up in a harder style of life when it came to survivor caravans, so it was not too much of a surprise when she was found easily at ease, regardless of the situation at hand. "I was surprised to find anyone at all." She muttered quietly, pulling a leg up to her chest, her foot balanced precariously on the edge of the bench. "Figured I had to look though before I made my escape.."She justified.
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