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Post by JazzBuddah on Feb 27, 2012 16:00:43 GMT -5
(When Dark and I play in groups we dont usually go on a set pattern. If someones keping up the game we fill the time with character to character interaction)
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Post by Reaper on Mar 2, 2012 19:58:08 GMT -5
((Lets try to keep some order. Remember Jazz every time we usually RP it's just the two of us. We have to take others into consideration.))
Nova looked at Shane as he didn't say anything, but continued to walk. "Hmph- human," she grumbled under her breath. She didn't care how different he was from a human being, but he still showed emotions just like them. She shook her head and looked at Dalton. "G38 is a serum I need to continue to survive. When I was created I also had a flaw to my system. My cells continue to deteriorate," she held up her wrist showing him the watch. "It's not a normal watch. It monitors my systems and tells me when I need a shot. If I don't receive that shot my system shuts down and I will die." She looked at Shane as he continued his trek up the street. "There around, but there pay attention to something on the other street. Probably fresh food. Those that are close we will be able to pass by without problems." She looked back at Dalton. "He has a rare disease or something. He's slowly dying, and if he doesn't find a cure he will die, and then I will die shortly after him. His blood is the main component to my serum."
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 7, 2012 1:19:57 GMT -5
He smiled "It's that same old story. Girl meets virus, boy meets girl, guy genetically mutates girls cells. Who hasn't heard that one a million times right." He continued to keep his eyes opened but he didn't see the purpose when Nova saw everything way before he did. "Ok, since you said my call was off what are we dealing with here? Mercs, walkers, BOW's? I'd prefer to know my enemy before engaging in combat. Or better yet finding a way to avoid it all together.
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Post by Rhinn on Mar 7, 2012 14:54:45 GMT -5
Dalton didn't feel so bad as to his "condition" now, but he was still angry over the way they had been treated like worthless lab creatures. Someone had to pay.
He looked back and forth, but wasn't concerned with the walkers... they ignored him and if they ignored Nova, then they would just have to watch out for Shane. But that worm and those BOW's... how those were an entirely different story.
"I guess add me to that story, though I have other side affects."
They had crossed an interception and continued to make their way into town, which was starting to lead them uphill. They had gone 4 blocks, when a mob of undead came out around the corner. Dalton thought that they had numbered around 20 and they all wore the same basketball uniform. He realized that it was a high school basketball team. He smirked to the others.
"Anyone feel like a little 3 on 20?"
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Post by Reaper on Mar 18, 2012 19:59:47 GMT -5
Nova played with a strand of hair as she looked at the undead. An uneasy feeling fell over her as she knew what was coming. She brushed the strand of hair behind her ear. She always had this feeling when it came to killing weather it was living or dead. She never liked killing, but she knew it was also needed in order to survive. Taking a deep breath she slowly let it out before looking at Dalton. "Alright if we're going to go through them instead of around them. I think I'm ready." She looked at Shane before looking back at the mob of undead. Many times she cursed herself for having the feelings like she did. If she had no problem killing in the first place maybe she would have still stayed his favorite instead of the other.
Just the thought of it killed her inside, and to remember that last day where she was pitted against his newest creation. Her hand tightened in a fist as she shifted. Just like always forced into a fight she didn't want, but this wasn't their fault. The walking dead only feed off their instinct just like humans and their want to survive. An now in order to survive she had to depend on her creator that she didn't care for. An if he died so would she. Without hearing what Shane had to say she took off up the street. So be their fate. They suffered more than she ever would the least she could do was put their bodies to rest.
Her speed giving her mere seconds before she reached the group, and her movement's even quicker. Shifting ever so slightly out of the grip of one of the undead she reached for his arm throwing him into another walker. Her movement's quick and precise as she moved through the crowed of undead. The walking dead no match for her own strength, but that played out from the decay that the virus put their body through. Even though they were stronger in comparison to humans their bodies where still fragile in certain areas. An growing up facing against them day after day taught her just where those areas were.
Still without her mind completely in the fight there were mistakes to be made, and the sharp pain in her left arm was a quick reminder of that. Looking down at the walker who gripped her arm tightly with its teeth bared down cutting through the sweater like it wasn't even there. Blood dripping from the creature as it tried to take advantage over her. Except it wasn’t going to work this time. Factors played into this one moment. With eyes as red as blood she bared down on her teeth growling slightly as she reached over. Her hand gripping the side of the walker’s head squeezing until she felt the cracking in his skull, and the undead let go of her arm. She didn’t stop there as she reached out with her other hand gripping its neck. Pulling she felt the neck snap as it broke from its body. Disposing of the walker she quickly moved to another. Her movements and strength far greater than before as she ripped through one walker than another.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 21, 2012 21:02:09 GMT -5
Shane grabbed Daltons sleeve as the new member gawked. "This is the point in which we should be hiding!" He said running to the cover of a local two story. "That's an indication of withdrawal. I've had to space out treatments in order to make it to a new facility. On the bright side it happened away from innocent crowds." Coming across a in ground fruit or wine cellar he shot the lock off and took the stairs down into the murcky cave like room filled with rotten food. "Depending on how bad it is she may see us as enemies as well so we should just wait it out in here." suddenly their was a gurgle and low moan. Shane froze reaching for his flashlight, stumbling to do so. Someone or ones were awakened by his entry and due to the acoustics it was hard to tell where they all were.
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Post by Rhinn on Mar 26, 2012 13:19:06 GMT -5
Dalton was about to take off after Nova, to help her in the battle against the undead. Instead, he found himself being pulled by Shane toward a building. As he explained what was going on, Dalton began to draw a clearer picture of what was going on… the look Nova had given Shane, his blood the only thing to sustain her. Now it didn’t look so much like a partnership as it did an owner-pet relationship. The owner could live without the pet, but the opposite wasn’t true.
Still, Dalton had signed on to do this job, regardless of what he felt about the situation and dynamics of the group, so he followed Shane down into the cellar. He had to admit that Nova was doing more than just holding her own against the undead and if she was as lethal as Shane said, he didn’t relish going up against her.
Down in the cellar, the moans started to echo around. For normal ears, they would have been hard to detect the direction they were coming from, but Dalton didn’t have too much trouble. He stepped in front of Shane, drawing out his katana.
“Stay behind me.”
That was all he said and then he moved deeper into the dark to engage the undead. He had no doubt that Shane was having a hard time seeing, but Dalton’s enhanced senses, he was able to pick out the undead.
It was a family, as best as Dalton could determine, or maybe two. There were a handful of adults and then 3 smaller forms that were probably infected children. Dalton didn’t relish killing the children, but then again, they were already dead. With enhanced speed, much like Nova’s, Dalton moved through the ranks of the undead, decapitating them as they passed him. Which they did. Due to his own experimentation, the undead ignored Dalton unless he physically touched them. By the time the recognized or percieved him, their heads were already on the ground, bodies slumping to follow.
As the last one fell, he turned back to Shane, motioning for him to continue. “So is there a cure for her?”, referring to Nova.
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Post by Reaper on Mar 28, 2012 19:31:15 GMT -5
Nova was breathing heavily as the last of the undead fell at her feet. She staggered backwards before turning to walk away from the pile. Her ears picking up on fighting coming not to far from where she was. As the fighting died down she started to make her way toward the location, but she was quickly brought to a stop as a sharp pain coursed through her body. She stifled a cry as she hit her knees. She could feel her energy quickly draining away. She swayed slightly as she tried to climb to her feet only to end up on the ground again. The red fading from her eyes as she laid on the ground panting. She tried to move but failed miserably at it. She finally gave up and just laid on the ground closing her eyes, and hoping that she would at least get enough energy back to move before something else came her way.
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Post by Rhinn on Mar 29, 2012 15:46:28 GMT -5
Dalton heard the gasp from outside. Before Shane could say anything, he bound up the steps, 4 at a time and burst back out on the street level again. Looking around he worked his way toward the front of the building, where they had left Nova fighting the undead. As he rounded the corner, he saw Nova, sprawled out on the ground, obviously in pain. He ran toward her and in one motion picked her up, scooping her up with little effort. He looked around to see if the road was clear, and for the moment, it was. Then he carried her back to where Shane was at.
“I’ll carry her… you lead the way.”
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 30, 2012 18:39:58 GMT -5
James laid down the metallic brief-case and took out a bee-ject. Placing the proper serum inside he injected it into the jugular of her neck. He sighed and put the item away. It was only a few steps until they were well into the center of the village. "She should be up within the hour but it will take her longer to be effectively mobil. We need to find someplace secure to lay low." With that said he began looking at the standing structures. It was then that he saw movement on top of a tall building. "Cr*p we've got crimsons on the roof!" He pointed out. "looks like they chose a bad place to hide." Just then one of the walkers noticed him. As one changed direction so did a dozen or so others running straight off the roof and falling onto the street below where they stirred to get back on their feet. As the first one got to its feet James put a glowing red round to its chest for stopping power before blowing off the head with a small burst of flame. "We can't fight them all at once. Let's make them work for it. This way!" He said pushing a side an industrial sized trash bin to enter a small back alley.
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Post by Reaper on Apr 1, 2012 20:11:48 GMT -5
Nova shivered slightly as Dalton continued to follow after Shane. After a moment she finally opened her eyes taking a moment to realize that she was moving regardless of her legs not moving. It took her a second to realize that she was being carried, and slowly everything was coming back to her. Cursing herself a bit at how long it took for everything to come back when this happened. Even more when her ears picked up on something following them. That wasn't right even at this stage she shouldn't be able to hear things to far away. At the present moment she was weaker than even a human being. Though when she looked over Dalton's shoulder she realized why she could hear what was following them. That reason was because they were practically on top of them. She looked over to Shane. "Hit the man holes. If we cover them quickly they wont be able to follow."
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Post by Rhinn on Apr 4, 2012 15:29:30 GMT -5
Dalton followed Shane into the narrow alley. As he passed a steel dumpster, Dalton stopped long enough to turn it so that it blocked off the alley. He knew that it would just be a temporary fix, but it gave them some breathing room.
"Hit the man holes. If we cover them quickly they wont be able to follow."
Up ahead the alley opened up into another street. Right in the middle there was a man hole cover leading down to the sewers. Dalton didn't know the wisdom and going underground, but the screech behind them and the moan made him realized that there weren't really alot of options.
"There's one there!"
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 17, 2012 15:44:56 GMT -5
Shane stayed true to the hidden path veering left over some over-grown shrubbery. "Are you nuts!? We are on foot because of a highly destructive subterranean BOW. Not to mention I told you how close we are to the recycling facility. You have no clue how big of a mess we'd be running into. What we need is a bunker." Soon they found themselves drawn out into a small garden surrounding a round-about. "Each head politician and power-holder had bunkers where they lived. Most of whom stayed here." Making sure they had a moment he took out his PDA and located the closest Umbrella resident. "There!" he Pointed. "344 Benherst. Once we get there the red-heads will be on us. Dalton, think you can keep them at bay while I find the bunker? We might even get really lucky. some of these bunkers had access to the outer labs on the other side of the river."
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Post by Reaper on Apr 23, 2012 21:49:06 GMT -5
Nova rolled her eyes a bit as Shane asked Dalton to keep the others at bay. "It would be easer if he wasn't carrying me," she pointed out. She looked around a bit before looking back at Dalton. "Set me down somewhere. If Shane finds a this place you can come back for me. If not more than likely they'll eat him alive, and I'll be depressed that I don't get to watch." She grinned slightly as she looked around. "Shane you better find this place fast, because there is no cover what so ever in this place."
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 28, 2012 17:41:02 GMT -5
"Sorry Nova but your butt's in this too. You know the drill." Heading to Dalton he hoisted Nova onto his back holding her by her knees as she steadied on his back. This has happened before and since they could never afford to lose the advantage of speed and being armed, it was common for her to ride on his back wielding pistols as he stratagized their movements. Shane darted through a lawn between a chain linked fence guarding a now dead floral garden. "Dalton, use the door on the linked fence as a choke point. We'll call for you when we've secured a position." With that said he darted from yard to yard with the edge of the Arklay forest only a few steps away. His voice soon gave him away and to his suprize four walkers covered in dead leaves began climbing to their feet and were directly in his charging path. To swerve might prove disastrous. "Nova!"
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