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Post by Dark Nomad on May 8, 2010 14:24:19 GMT -5
Patrick chuckled then lowered the gun and unhanded the man. "A smart ass huh?" said Patrick. "So, if that was your helicopter, which I am guessing it was, what are you doing here?' asked Patrick "Because if I had a helicopter I wouldn't drop into a store where there could be regular infected, but go to one of those big corporations to start making money."
Patrick moved to stand in front of the new man, and saw the other guy and beckoned him over. He wasn't about to sit down but he leaned up against one of the shelves.
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Summers
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Post by Summers on May 8, 2010 14:49:16 GMT -5
Kaiser looked up at the man as soon as he questioned about his arrival via helicopter; He stared at him, then looked back down at his gun, using a piece of splintered wood, probably from the ceiling, to clean out the barrel... he didn't even notice a helicopter, but played along anyway.
"That wasn't my helicopter..." Kaiser replied, before locking the barrel back onto the flame. Removing the clip and the bullet in the chamber, he fired the gun at the palm of his hand; air seemed to pass through clearly now, so there wasn't any blockage. He reloaded the single bullet back into the clip and placed it back into the slot. "I came from the apartment complex next to here."
Unhooking the MP5 from his belt, he decided to give this a good check as well; removing the stock and barrel from the main frame, he could see that the trigger section was getting stiff from some dirt. Using his sleeve, he managed to scrape away some of it enough for it to not stick. "And what about you? You must have some huge balls to grab a man in combat gear with a metal plate over his face by the shoulder without thinking. What brings you here?" He reattached the stock and barrel to the frame of the MP5 before holstering it.
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Post by Dark Nomad on May 8, 2010 15:09:14 GMT -5
"Well it takes balls to just jump into a building without knowing who or what is in it. How do you know I wouldn't have killed you and taken everything you had? Cute mask by the way." said Patrick "I have no clue where I am heading just moving from place to place, loving the chaos and killing. Not many people will hire a merc now since not too many people still exist. So I just live."
Patrick watched the man clean his gear for a second then added "Why the hell do you and your gear look like you've been burried?"
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Post by Summers on May 17, 2010 17:59:16 GMT -5
"Because no idiot would kill other survivors in a post-zombie apocalypse if it meant they could help them escape from it... then again, it's you..." He stood up, walked over to one of the shelves, checking to see if anything interesting had been left, but there wasn't anything; just books, books and more books. "If you want to live, I suggest you start acting more cautiously and not so reckless; no doubt that some of Umbrellas or Tricell's Tyrants or other massive B.O.Ws have been released."
As soon as he said that, he was receiving a transmission from his radio. He unhooked and placed it to his ear, holding down the button. "Yeah, what's up?... Damnit, already? How many?... Huh, great... What about a clearance way to the Gun shop?... Okay, we'll remain here until you give me the word. Over and out."
Saizo turned to Patrick, signalling him to stay around the corner. "Zombies are heading into this building; keep your ass here and mind the window; my sniper is going to help pick them off when they get up these stairs. I'll be here drawing their attention while you and my gunman start shooting. Got it?"
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Post by Dark Nomad on May 17, 2010 18:11:57 GMT -5
Patrick just noded. He didn't like being ordered around but he knew the insides of a zombie were worse than being ordered around. He never stayed around long enough for the orders to be flown in his direction rather from him. The noise from the mob grew to an ear splitting roar. It was louder than any concert that had ever played. It was a miracle that they weren't tearing each other apart instead of running after two men who have been pretty quiet. Patrick readied his M16 and aimed down the hall waiting for them to come along.
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Post by sethjohnson on May 23, 2010 3:36:46 GMT -5
Seth ran as fast as he could with the crowd of zombies moving right behind him. He would turn around get off a few shots from the m-4 and keep moving. Walking the streets for hours finding nothing but your normal zombie here and there made him believe no one was left alive in the city. He was ok until he came across the crowd of them; he had tried to hold his ground but coming down to his last clip made it time to move. Shopright super center The letters of the building called to him as he rounded the corner. I gotta hide.
As he came closer to the doors he leaps over the body of what looked like a dead soldier and stopped. Turning around looking at the man he sees an m-4 lying next to him with an extra clip in his vest. Just my luck! Seth sais to him self letting off a few shots at the crowd who was beginning to turn the corner. He bends down grabs the clip out the soldiers vest and picks his m-4 up attempting to pull the clip out the gun but it jams. He looks up seeing the crowd of zombies moving closer with every clumsy step, slobber drooling out there mouth almost like they were savoring the meal to come.
He wiggles the clip around trying to unjam it from the gun but it doesn’t budge. The zombies now 5 yards away he try’s even harder to loosen the clip, Seth knew if he was ever going to get out of Raccoon city he was going to need it, then his senses really kick in. The crowd in front of him loud almost yelling with there moans, there feet crunching glass and kicking things about as they walked; but the sound Seth herd the loudest to the left of him. Oh f**k! He sais to himself looking up seeing a zombie, the woman shrieking with her arms stretched out almost grabbing Seth by the face; but just as she was about to grab him a loud shot rang out in the air. The zombie was hit in the head exactly right between the eyes. Who ever let the shot out was a pure marks man a pro of the craft.
The clip finally slipped out as Seth jumped up shoved it in his pocket, beginning to fire at the crowd that was only 2 yards away now. BLAH! BLAH! BLAH! The m-4 screamed as he pulled the trigger, brain mater exploding in the air as zombies began to fall in there pool of blood. He emptied the clip putting 6 of them down and turned running towards the shopping center. He hoped who ever was in there wouldn’t kill him, but with the shot they pulled off they could have easily took him down and Seth knew if they wanted him dead he would be dead. Reaching the doors he turns back around at the crowd and empties the clip putting a couple more down, releasing it from his gun and walking into the building.
[Seth enters the shopright super center]
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Post by darkrising025 on Jan 6, 2011 16:00:52 GMT -5
[Jayceon enters]
"s*** you gotta be kidding me!" Streets shouted. His Mustang began to slow down as he plowed into zombies. Jayceon pulled his car over to the side of the road. Within seconds of him pulling over his car was surrounded by zombies. They began to beat on the windows and rock the car. He crawled into the backseat and grabbed his AK-47. He unfolded the stock and put it up to his shoulder. Jayceon moved his finger to the trigger and pulled it back. HE shot through the window tearing the zombies that was there to shreds. Once the door was clear he opened the door and climbed out. The zombies noticed that Jayceon had escaped and began to pursue him. He fired his Ak as he ran clearing the zombies out of his path.
"Where to go? Where to go?" He whispered. Jayceon began to panic as the numbers of infected grew. Off in the distance he saw a grocery store. The sign read Shop Right Super Center, Jayceon smiled and ran toward it. There was a large amount of undead between him and the Super Center. He grabbed a cart and began to run. The undead that was caught in his path were either knocked to the ground or out of the way. After five minutes of plowing through infected he finally made it to the entrance. Home free home. Now I just gotta be worried about what's in there.
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Post by Kruger on Jan 6, 2011 16:39:32 GMT -5
Miguel stood in the food section of the super market. His foot on a zombies back as he brought the blade down and cut off its head with his machete. He then grabbed quart of milk and started walking toward the front door. Then he heard gunshots from an AK. He turn and jumped behind the costumer service counter and drew his Desert Eagle out. He was almost killed in Vegas in a bar fight with an old friend but he'd be d**ned if he was going to die in this hell hole. He sat there crouched behind the counter waiting for who ever it was to come in the door. He cocked the desert eagle making sure that it was loaded. He didn't have his mini uzi because it was on his motorcycle. In the other hand he grabbed his machete and got even more immpatient as time seemed to slow down as he waited.
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Post by Dark Nomad on Jan 6, 2011 18:16:59 GMT -5
Kable hears the growls of the zombie stop suddenly from the office room he sat in. He had been staying in this building since he was smuggled out of eastern Europe. He swings his feet off of the desk and looks out the window overlooking everything. A normal looking guy packing some guns, but nothing Kable couldn't handle. Suddenly the sound of gun shots rang out outside. The man down below ran and stood ready near the door. Kable just stood and watched the man and awaited the outcome.
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Post by darkrising025 on Jan 6, 2011 18:35:55 GMT -5
Jayceon walked further into the shopping center. He stopped to pull the clip out of his Ak to insert the second clip. "Well since I'm in a shopping center I should get me a forty" Jayceon said as he slung his Kay onto his back. Streets didn't want to get caught off guard by a zombie. He reached into his waistline and grabbed one of his Colts. He pulled the slide back and chambered the bullet. Jayceon made his way back to the liqour area and grabbed a Colt .45 and popped the top. Streets took a swig and licked his lips. "Been awhile since I had a good Colt"
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Post by Kruger on Jan 6, 2011 19:31:36 GMT -5
Miguel kept low and followed the man through the isles. He didn't look much of a threat but then again on the streets of columbia all the cartel members didn't look like much of a threat either. He sneaked up behind the man that just walked in with his machete pointed at his back. "You my friend are in a bad position. What were you shooting amigo?" he asked. He kept his machete pointed at him and raised his desert eagle.
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Post by Dark Nomad on Jan 6, 2011 19:39:55 GMT -5
Kable continued to watch the two men, one holding the other at gun point. He knew that he was fine if one of them took out the other. He had the element of surprise and the training to back it up. Kable saw that he had a size advantage over the two men so a fist fight would be one sided.
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Post by darkrising025 on Jan 6, 2011 20:16:54 GMT -5
"Aye yo. We dont have to do anything like this I'm just drinking a beer" Jayceon said. He turned his head enough to see that he was hispanic. Jayceon had two options drop his weapon or turn the tables. How to do it was the question. Then it hit him like a bat to the head. Streets dropped the Colt .45 and as it smashed against the ground he spun around and aimed his Colt at the man behind him. "Now it's your move muthaf**ka!"
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Kruger
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Post by Kruger on Jan 6, 2011 20:52:13 GMT -5
Miguel stood there and just looked at the man. Obvously this was the guy that was shooting outside seeing as he was quick to draw his weapon. "Well, well , well now the question is which one of us really just dosen't care enought to pull the trigger." he said. He tightened his grip on the trigger and then he heard something. He turned around to see the horde that was chasing Jayceon was coming toward the entrance of the super market. Miguel turned around not even caring about the guy that was pointing a gun at him and faced the horde. He looked at his motorcycle and then at the horde. Yeah he thought he could make it if he ran fast enough. He seathed his machete and started running toward the motorcycle.
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Post by Dark Nomad on Jan 6, 2011 21:16:56 GMT -5
Kable saw the horde at the door before the two did. The guy ran for his bike but Kable knew that all it took was one good grasp and the Hispanic man would be zombie food. The door to the office was locked but the window was smashed so if they saw him they would be able to get in. There was a door to the roof that he could use if he needed to. So far these guys have been more trouble than they are worth.
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