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Post by .Merios on Nov 18, 2008 17:17:40 GMT -5
This gun shop has been looted many times over, stripping the place of any merit or any type of weaponry other than the improvised blunt object. It's still a decent place to hole up though- there's steel shutters that drop over the entry ways and the exits as well as metal chicken wire over all of the windows. There may still be a pistol or two lying around, but they would have belonged to the dead bodies of the psychopathic survivors who tried to play Rambo and failed. The blood within isn't of the undead but of the weary citizen trying to claim a weapon for his own. This is a dangerous place to be- no one ever knows if some lunatic is within, waiting and watching, willing to shoot anything that comes near. Speak softly and attempt to avoid this place and only come here as a last resort or if a pocket of survivors needs a great place to hole up for the long haul. Be weary.
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Wolfen Graal
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Jan 31, 2009 21:59:40 GMT -5
Haru sat in the main room of the building, tapping her foot and checking her watch impatiently. A.W. was supposed to have been there a while ago. Haru glanced over at the twitching corpse that had been the resident. She chuckled, amused at how the maniac had tried to bargain a sexual experience in exchange for permission to use the building. She had led him on until she grew bored of the foreplay, giving him a taste of her "cocktail." He wasn't dead, but he was close enough. The man choked, managing to call her a b*tch. Haru snapped out a foot, kicking his gut. "Oh, come on now, I told you I'd give you something you'd never forget, didn't I? Just die already, I'm bored of you." The man gurgled, spitting up foam, and twitched one last time before expiring. She chuckled and checked her newest weapon. A Colt Single Action Army .50 caliber revolver, not too bad... but the ammo was fairly rare, and the man only had two shots left. She sighed as she pocketed it. Beggars can't be choosers, after all. At least she had 30 more handgun rounds, and a nice Glock. She didn't like the gun, but she might be able to trade it in the future.
A door opened and Haru turned to see a woman, asian by the looks of her, step into the room. She wore a red dress with a slit up her right leg, clearly showing off a gun holster. Her black hair was in a kinda bowl cut, and she wore orange sunglasses that looked very stylish. Haru took aim and smiled. "A.W. 1998?" The woman nodded, smiling.
"Haru Norimoto, I presume? Thank you for meeting with me."
Haru laughed a little, not lowering her weapon. "I never thought you were a woman. Cut the small-talk, sweety. What do you want? I had Sen in my hands before you pulled me away with you damn meeting." The woman smiled, her expression cold and calculating, but slightly amused.
"This is about Tyrant 005. When you've finished your mission and reunited with you son, the Organization wants 005 destroyed." She smirked, her eyes glittering behind her shades. "Completely. Don't half-ass it. Make sure it is fried, three times the voltage to kill a human to be sure. Have him stab the power plant or something."
Haru chuckled. "I've already promised I'd work on a cure for this 'G-virus,' but I rather thought I'd keep Muramasa. It would make a good pet." The woman's eyes narrowed.
"Destroy it, or the deal is off. I have business to take care of. Good luck, Haru." The woman turned and started out the door she had come from. Haru blinked and called out.
"Hey! What's you real name? I don't like calling you 'A.W.' all the time." The woman smiled a mysterious smile and waved, closing the door behind her. Haru growled and kicked the corpse of the maniac in frustration.
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Post by Alexia Ashford on Feb 13, 2009 6:12:00 GMT -5
The sound of Alexia's stiletto boots rattled off the empty buildings and she walked down the long, deserted road. Action was so hard to come across these days. The zombies seemed to avoid Alexia at all costs. Boring, to be the only psychopath b*tch around here with a thirst for blood..
Stroking the barrell of her Machine Gun, Alexia heard a faint muttering of voices in the background. Her strides turned into soft, elegant paces as she looked around cautiously. Danger? Or simply someone to play a game. Clucking her tongue, she followed the sound of the voices. One sounded angry. Great.
Cocking her head back, Alexia looked at the somewhat derelict shop before her, reading the sign carefully. "Guns galore.." She mouthed, the interest and longing burning deep in her sky blue eyes. "Guns galore." She said again, this time with more volume and prominence. She needed a new gun, this machine gun was getting old. A sniper would be nice. They'd make better weapons for games.
The voices seized and it became apparent that they were definately human, one of them had already left. Alexia flipped her luscious blonde hair around her shoulder and stiffened herself, walking through the entrance of the shop with a perfect, ballerina like leap.
The shop was quite small, and it seemed most of the guns had been drained by survivors. A pity really. Taking a deep breath, Alexia looked around in the vicinity, but couldn't see anything of great interest, or anyone for that matter. "Disappointing.." She groaned, pulling herself onto the counter where she began mindlessly playing with the empty shell of a shotgun..
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Post by Snake on Feb 13, 2009 6:23:53 GMT -5
Joe had left the company of all other survivors he had met. They were so mean, leaving me in the company of rotting flesh. Zombies smell so bad...... I need to find some fun. Joe though to himself as he walked down a seemingly empty street. He heard voices, then spotted a woman walking into a building called 'Guns Galore'.
So Joe started to walk towards the building when he felt something wet and sticky wrap around his leg. Joe instantly drew his sword. He spun round and thrust his sword into the now-surprised licker's tongue. Joe removed his leg from the licker's tongue. The beast was pinned to the floor, as the sword had gone right through the tongue and into an inch of the floor. Joe whistled a merry tune as he strolled closer to the licker. For a second Joe felt a pang of guilt, he was torturing the poor creature. Then his mad side took over again, his thoughts rushed as his personality seemed to change. Maybe I've developed schizophrenia... He thought to himself softly. Nah, I'm just enjoying myself When Joe had finished with the licker there was nothing but a barely-recognisable corpse left with it's tongue hanging a few feet out.
Joe finally entered the shop. He spotted Haru and Alexia. Joe drew his shotgun and aimed it at Alexia. Joe did not intend to shoot her, he was just bored and wondered what her reaction would be. He waited for her to notice.
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Post by Alexia Ashford on Feb 13, 2009 8:41:35 GMT -5
Something about this shop was appealing. The scattered guns, the empty bullet cases littering the floor, it all seemed... familiar to Alexia. She couldn't quite figure out why.. But she felt comfortable in this place. And she still wanted a Sniper Rifle.
Fiddling with the ends of her hair, Alexia took a deep breath and began rocking backwards and forwards on the side. Too bad all these guns wouldn't be coming in handy. She really needed a fight. Something to take off her mind that she was lonely, and chances are she would be for a very, very long time.
Tuning in her hearing, Alexia could hear the faint footsteps of someone outside. They were pretty gentle, and Alexia wondered if finally her wish had been granted. "Zombie..." She giggled, licking her lips with pure lust and admiration.
She cocked her gun steadily, but didn't make any sudden movements, she could take it down easily without any stealth or tactic involved. Alexias eyes were drawn towards the door as a husky male, no zombie, stalked up to Alexia with his gun pointed in her face.
Coughing, irritably, Alexia put her hand on the end of the barrell and smiled. "There, there.." She said soothingly, almost mesmerisingly. Slowly pushing the gun down, Alexia trailed a finger along the mans brow. "A little sweaty are we? Being in a room with such a beautiful lady.." Her voice was tempting, almost like a high pitched soprano.
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Post by Snake on Feb 13, 2009 8:48:23 GMT -5
Joe felt himself blushing, but the idea of romance during a zombie outbreak did not attract him. He ignored her when she trailed a finger along his brow. He decided to himself that she was beautiful, but she could be a psychopath. Not that it would make her any different from him. Joe's slightly more human side took over. He stepped away from Alexia that he was thinking straighter. "If you need help getting out of the city, then I will help you..." His mind tossed and turned as each side of his personality fought for control.
He holstered his shotgun and stared at the door, so that he could avoid looking into her eyes.
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Feb 13, 2009 13:32:19 GMT -5
Haru stepped out from behind the gun case. Haru scanned the situation with her eyes focused. She smiled. "But I don't want to leave just yet. Things are getting fun." She stepped forward, walking as seductively as she could, an innocent smile on her lips guaranteed to make any man who was interested in women to be "affected." She chuckled a little, apparently not paying any attention to Alexia, but she was actually focused more on her than anything else. "It's safe here, sir. Why don't you and I have a little... fun?" The edges of her mouth curled up cutely. She glanced at Alexia, making a split decision that she was too good to kill. "Maybe this fine young woman will join us." Haru leaned back against the counter, her lab coat falling open a little, revealing almost no clothes underneath.
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Post by Snake on Feb 13, 2009 18:07:16 GMT -5
Joe raised an eyebrow at Haru's words. Before Joe could reply something grabbed his shoulder. Joe was pulled out of the shop as the zomibe which had grabbed him tried to bite him. Joe struggled, lashing out at the zombie, keeping it's teeth at bay. But Joe's strength faltered as he had been taken by surprise. The zombie's teeth were an inch from his neck, rotten saliva dropped from the teeth onto Joe's neck, making him feel sick and disgusted at the same time. Joe, as a last resort, finally asked for help. "Hey, crazy girls, little help here?" Joe turned his head away. to create another inch of space between him and the zombie's ever-close teeth. What he saw back in the street was a horde of zombies. Over one hundred zombies were spaced all over the street. They were all slowly moving towards the shop.
As soon as they had handled the zombie on Joe, the survivors would have to use the shop's shutters to barricade the shop.
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Post by rekoshin on Feb 13, 2009 21:51:36 GMT -5
Unit 09 sprinted threw a ally while knocking zombies to the ground and then jumped onto a fire escape. It started climbing up onto the building and finally reached the roof. Unit 09 stood on top of a building overlooking the shop where the survivors are in and the large crowd of zombies coming towards it. He switched his vision to heat and saw the bodies inside guns galore. Unit 09 stood his ground on the building watching the crowd of zombies move towards the shop. It wanted to see if the people inside could fend off the crowd without dieing.
Unit 09 looked at the crowd and calculated how many there where and then the chance of survival the people inside the shop had. It then sat on the ledge of the building and watched the guns galore.
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Feb 14, 2009 0:57:18 GMT -5
Haru rolled her eyes at the man's incompetence. Barely even looking, she fired a single bullet into the virus carrier's mushy brain. She walked back to her "hiding" place and retrieved a single stick of dynamite. It was the only real weapon left in the shop that she found useful. There was also a .223 Sniper Rifle, but she couldn't use it. She stepped into the alley and held out her hand. "Can I get a light, Mr. Man?" She held the TNT openly in her spare hand, making sure he saw it.
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Post by Snake on Feb 14, 2009 5:16:09 GMT -5
Joe pushed the dead zombie away from him. He then smiled as he saw the dynamite. He took out his lighter, he always carried one despite the fact that he does not smoke, Joe then grabbed the dynamite from Haru. He ran towards the zombie horde, found the spot with the most zombies and lit the dynamite. He threw it at the group, hitting the middle with perfect accuracy.
The dynamite's fuse slowly burned as Joe waited anxiously. Then it went off. The loud explosion shook the street as zombie blood and bodyparts flew all over the place. Even the other surviving zombies stopped to look at the explosion.
As Joe watched the bomb go off he felt his more crazy side taking over. When he was crazy, he tended to be a better fighter, trying more risky things but always pulling through. So Joe drew his shotgun, holding it in one hand as he drew his sword to hold in his other hand. Joe then calmly moved towards the zombies, effortlessly destroying their heads with a single shotgun round. He used his sword on any that got close. He was doing good, but could not kill them by himself.
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Wolfen Graal
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Feb 14, 2009 15:30:45 GMT -5
Haru smiled, watching the foolish man fight. He was strong, but he wasn't going to make it. She cackled a little before turning away. She whistled shrilly, calling to her pet. She stepped back into the gun shop, looking at the woman. "Now that we have a moment or two to ourselves, I am Haru. You are?" She smiled, her eyes quivering slightly in their sockets. She sensed her power, not strength like the man, but actual power. Haru's heart fluttered in anticipation. She knew that she was being drawn to this woman, perhaps even in a way she hadn't been drawn in years. She had to know the woman's name.
Muramasa heard the shrill whistle. It rose, slowly, and began walking towards the gun shop. It saw the Zombie hoard, more than half of it blown to pieces by some explosion, but Muramasa didn't care. It roared loudly, the sound of the roar drowning out everything else. Once the roar was finished, Muramasa tore into the carriers, pulling them apart effortlessly. It flexed itself, using every martial arts move in it's expansive arsenal. Twice it simply grabbed a carrier and simply bit it's head off, using the corpse as a club to pound the other creatures into goo.
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Post by Snake on Feb 15, 2009 14:13:29 GMT -5
((I know that Lexi was going to visit her boyfriend, who is in London, so she might not post for a while, so we should keep posting to keep it alive.))
Joe was nearing defeat. His shotgun was getting low on ammo and his strength was faltering. But then he saw Muramasa. Joe saw the tyrant destroy the other zombies. Joe's natural reaction was to think it was a wild tyrant, so he drew his pistol and fired at it. Joe emptied an entire clip at the tyrant, not knowing that it was 'tame'.
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Wolfen Graal
Zombie Hunter
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Post by Wolfen Graal on Feb 15, 2009 14:46:04 GMT -5
(OOC: Ooh, big mistake.)
Muramasa completely ignored the shots, focusing instead on the carriers closest to it. The bullets plugged into the brute, black ichoris blood oozing out from the bullet holes, but Muramasa didn't even seen to notice. Even when one shot hit it in the head, Muramasa didn't seem to give a damn. It continued it's systematic slaughter of the infected, until it was suddenly right beside Joe. It roared and threw him back before he even had time to register what had happened. Muramasa threw Joe back at least twenty feet, the man colliding with a wall. The toss wasn't too hard, though, the impact not even enough to knock him unconsious. Muramasa almost laughed and drew it's massive Katana. Play time was over.
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Post by Snake on Feb 15, 2009 15:28:08 GMT -5
Joe relaxed slightly when the Tyrant ignored him at first. So when it knocked him flying it came as a bigger surprise. He hit the wall with a thud, a flurry of pain hitting him all over. Joe's mind spiralled, his attitude warped. This wasnt the crazy side taking over, it was the psychopathic side. Joe stood up, normally we would have groaned in pain, but instead he laughed. He laughed so loud and so crazily that Haru would have been able to hear it. "You wanna play?!" He shouted at the tyrant loud enough for anyone to hear. "Then let's dance!"
Joe held his sword in one hand, his pistol in the other hand. He immediately took a proper look at his surroundings, looking for an escape route. But he found something better. Directly above the tyrant was a telephone pole, and attached to it was an electric generator.
Joe knew the generator would not have enough electricity left to kill the tyrant, but the ton of steel, and good 10000 volts would certainly hurt it. So Joe charged the tyrant, making it think it had an easy kill, before shifting his aim to the generator, he shot the screws and bolts attaching it to the pole until it dropped, hitting the tyrant.
((I can't decide how much damage it does, in the rules.))
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