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Post by thegunny on Jul 8, 2009 15:56:00 GMT -5
Terry blinked, and murmured under his breath "Aimi", and then looked down to see the baby. Terry blinked again and shook his head
Yeah Lawton, you oughta fill us in. What the heck were you guys doing out there?
Terry settled down in the bucking and bumping flatbed of the truck again, still shaking his head. He was glad he didn't see the thing following them, but they could heard more screeches in the distance from time to time. Things had definitely gotten complicated... what were those things? Could the virus really make cockroaches into that? Terry knew about the giant cockroaches of 1998-2008, but none of them had been... like... THAT. Man... Terry had a right to be jumpy, cause that was just bad. If they didn't have the truck they probably'd have been screwed over considering all the stuff they were carrying and how much of a pain it had been to wound it like they had while driving away. Terry sighed, and shook his head. Things never were simple around here anymore. It made him want to roll up into a ball and wish things were back to normal, but he'd been around the first time. No. He wouldn't roll up into a ball and just die, wishing for something that might not happen. He'd keep on surviving, but unlike in the good times, he was going to be cussing--- a lot. Quiet and timid Terry is out, that Terry was still grappling with the news. Jumpy and unprofessional Terry was here, especially since they weren't on the hunt anymore--- they were on the run. Terry brushed some hair out of his face and kept staring out the back of the flatbed
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Crystal
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Post by Crystal on Jul 14, 2009 16:52:08 GMT -5
[/i]" She bit her lip, more help...they were already packed full in this truck...s***. In the background she heard a noise that sounded like someone saying, A truck! Her eyes widened slightly as she looked around, not only a few yards away there was a group of zombies gathering around this one little shelter, she sighed, looking behind her to glance at everyone... " Should we?"[/ul]
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Post by thegunny on Jul 15, 2009 16:16:46 GMT -5
Emily Phillips suddenly calls out in surprise
Survivors outside! A truck! Still looking for the screeching noise though...
Matthew Claypoole looked over his shoulder at Phillips' sudden exclamation, before growling into his headset
Tyson, get down to the first floor and check the front door. We got unknowns heading your way. Don't fire unless fired upon. Shifting position to set up overwatch in the street. Look alive, I still hear the screeching.
Claypoole quickly stood up and went away from his window overlooking his truck and stooped down at the window overlooking the street, popping out his Ultimax 100 MK4's bipod and steadying it against the ledge, and aiming down into the street, watching. He saw the truck Phillips spot coming up, and got ready to open fire if needed. That was when he saw another alleyway, across from him and to the right of the approaching truck, spit out a massive, bull-ant looking SOB giant roach. Just what they were here for. S**t! Claypoole growled into his headset
I think I just found where the d**n screechings coming from! I HATE BUGS!
Claypoole quickly reacted, firing a long stream of 5.56x45 rounds down range at it and over the truck that was already passing the alleyway by, although the big bug just grappled the back of the truck with its multiple limbs and was starting to drag it off course and slamming it into a wall. Even though it wasn't strong enough to stop it alone, the wall did it well enough. Claypoole was concerned with defending their little safehouse and the people in the truck then keeping that thing alive... he needed to gather combat data anyhow. There were supposed to be more around here anyhow, wasn't that what the bare bones briefing had said? The bullets weren't making much effect at first from the front, but... ------------------ Terry yelps out as bullets zip over his and Mikey's head S**T!
Both of them hit the deck in the flat bed, and look up to see the tracers of a long stream of automatic fire zipping through where they had just been and into a nearby alleyway. The two of them weren't sure who was doing the firing, but Terry had a very bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Automatic gunfire. Who ever that was, wasn't your run of the mill survivor. The bullets kept streaming downrange though despite them obviously being out of the way now... Terry thought that was odd, and wondered if the gunner was that retarded, until his eyes widened and he saw one of the big roaches pop out again and grab their truck, and start to pull them sideways off the road. The thing's arms.... legs... were starting to rip the back of the truck off, but it wasn't stopping them.
Floor it!
Before Crystal could increase speed, the thing already took them off the road enough they were driving towards a wall dead ahead, and then the thing let go. Terry watched as the machine gun fire started to shift aim and tear the bug up in the back, causing the bug monster to flail its arms, screech, and emit a putrid, urine/s**t/rotten-milk smelling gas, and... Terry saw the small yellow glowing egg thing in its chest pop out. He had already guessed earlier that that was its heart. Terry yells out to Mikey as he himself grabs his rifle and starts to aim
QUICK! SHOOT THE P*SS-ORB
Truth be told, it was P*ss colored. --------------------------------- Up ahead of crystal, while hell was knocking on their back door, Lawton and her saw zombies wandering their way attracted by the gunfire, and she saw some cerebrus's jumping around dead ahead of them farther down the street...
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Post by Mikey on Jul 18, 2009 3:47:01 GMT -5
Mikey had remained quiet from the time they had left the shop to now, and anyone who knew him well would probably be worried. It wasnt often something wasnt coming out his trap. Because of this, he found he was more focused. He heared everything, saw everything, reacted to everything in a big goddamn hurry. He was actually liking this new found focus.
In the time they had gotten to the truck, he had been able to load everything up in the bed, hop in and stay upward as Crystal peeled out, and then dig out his new pistol and the magazines for it and load them with 9mm rounds. And why? Because he paid attention to what was going on. He heard what they were talking about, even as he was loading his new weapon, and tried to process all of what was happening.
During the first attack, he didnt bother trying to lay down fire. It would be a waste of ammo. He was out of his hit range, and even then, he didnt exactly have a 100 percent kill ratio. They escaped without incident from that encounter, but now they were faced with a few new problems. Not only were they running scared from something that looked bulletproof, but there were some survivors calling for help now. And now... f**k it all!
Mikey wasnt sure if it was the same one from before or if it was a new one, but it was the same goddamn bullet proof f**ked up speacies of roach that was causing them so many problems. And to top it off, someone else was shooting at it! Or them! One or the other. Weather the shooter was a bad shot or on their side, Mikey didnt care. The foreign rounds hit the creature, and it again revealed the bulbs that smelled like s*** and looked like a weakness. He didnt need Terry's yell for fire to know what to do.
He took aim with his new Springfield XD, pulling the trigger as fast as he could on the 9mm semi automatic pistol. He got past the first seven rounds, and mentally smirked at the fact that he could still smile. He liked it.
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From the moment someone told him to do something, he was on it. He's searched the building, checking everything for either something they could use, something he figured wouldnt be found, and searching for hidden threats. None of either were present.
As he went, he was checking windows for signs of the creature who had made the sounds. None of that either. He made his way through the entire first floor, checking every goddamn window and its view of the street, and never seeing a thing. He had been about ready to call that in, his hand on his readio even, when they heard the screeching again and the reving of an engine. The truck shot past them, and stayed silent as Emily called it out.
He stayed where he was then, keeping his scope on the truck and staying hidden in case the people started to fire at them.
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Post by Lawton on Jul 19, 2009 16:28:55 GMT -5
Nick turned to Terry to explain the whole situation in the pharmacy. "While searching for medical supplies, we happened on this baby and her dying mother. Th-th-" He froze in mid-sentence. Another, or perhaps it was the same one, giant bug-thing, charged out the adjacent ally and was right on them. Like, literally. Nick heard automatic gunfire, and the... Whatever it was began taking hits. Everything was going to hell... Fast... From where he was, Nick couldn't do a thing. The thing knocked the truck off coarse into the wall, and Nick was thrust forward and stopped by his seatbelt, only to look ahead and see more zombies approaching that were drawn here by the noise of gunfire. Mikey had already begun opening fire on the creature behind them, but who were the other guys with the guns? Nick really hoped it wasn't the people they confronted earlier... He readied his Uzi to take on the zombies ahead of them...
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Crystal
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Post by Crystal on Jul 21, 2009 1:36:27 GMT -5
Everything was going to hell, Crystal was thrown almost all the way forward before the seatbelt caught her, Aimi jerked forward and yelped as Crystal hit her head and was nearly knocked unconcious.
Her vision was blurred by she pulled out her shotgun anyways and groaned lightly, her entire body stiffened as she fired off a few rounds and only hit one damn zombie. f**king BS! Aimi was whining which only caused more problems, but it did help Crystal come back after a few moments as she grabbed an automatic and started blowing zombies off the truck.
"GET THE HELL OFF MY TRUCK YOU f**kING FLESH ROTTEN ZOMBIES!"
Now she was ****ed as she looked around and found under the seat something....a f**king BOMB?! FINALLY! She threw it as it hit one of them in the head, aiming her gun, still a little dizzy, she fired and barely missed it, the thing went off and blew a few of the zombies back, the rest were smoothered from the front of the truck, she groaned again as a ragin headache washed over her.[/list]
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Post by thegunny on Jul 23, 2009 10:44:28 GMT -5
Claypoole walked the stream of bullets up and down the things back trying to find a way to kill it quickly, just for it to drop suddenly, falling over backwards. It didn't seem like he was the one who had killed it. Claypoole immediately eased off the trigger as he saw it fall to the ground and not get up, and immediately scanned for who else could have killed it. The first thing he looked at were the kids in the flatbed of the pickup truck, and saw that they were armed. They probably shot it in the heart or something. Claypoole then watched as the one with the rifle jerked backwards before raising his rifle... and then he lept back backwards by the sudden crack of a gunshot, not thinking quick enough to professionally step to the side of the window, and instead leaped back out of the way instictively -------------------- Etzel Fleischer scowled, watching as someone else with some high firepower helped shred the Reaper that was attacking the college kids, and realized that something had to be done. Etzel couldn't afford for the kids to team up with who ever was in that building, or else he'd lose his advantage against them. He needed an overwhelming firepower advantage if he wainted to capture one of them. Fleischer drew his glock 18 and fired an automatic burst of 9x19 rounds past the front of Terry's face, and then ducked away back behind the pickup truck, waiting to see what happened because of it ------------------------ Terry had watched as Mikey took down the big friggin bug, and had immediately shifted his attention to the source of the machine gunfire. Right as he looked up there, bullets whizzed by his face, causing him to recoil back and then raise his rifle scope to his eyes, aiming at the gas masked figure carrying a S.A.W-like weapon, and firing. He worked the lever and turned to aim at what ever had fired at him which he thought was working with the gas masked mnan, and saw that who ever did that was gone. Dangit.
We need to get out of here....
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Post by Mikey on Jul 27, 2009 5:17:38 GMT -5
"You're telling me..." Mikey said, hunched down in the truck bed while he reloaded his weapon. It was nice, just slapping a new magazine in the feed and releasing the slide. So much easier than dumping casings and trying to work a speed loader. As much as he had been around firearms in his life, he had still not quite mastered using a speed loader. Easy enough in theory, but almost every time he missed one of the chambers or dropping the shells prematurely. Not with this.
As soon as the second stream of bullets had started going, he had ducked down. He wasnt much help to Terry trying to get whoever the party was shooting at them. He had two pistols, and there was a shotgun lying at his feet. That didnt much help when you were shooting at a target that far away. Instead, he busied himself with trying to help Lawton clear the zombies out of the road, something he could do.
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Tyson watched as the creature went down from the efforts of Claypoole and the kids, both putting a good amount of lead into the thing. He kept his low magnification scope on the truck, covering them but not quite getting details on anything. They seemed to have taken pretty good care of the bug, and it all seemed to be going so well. Except...
The gunfire that wasnt Claypooles and wasnt the kids sounded, and one of the kids dropped down into cover of the bed of the truck. He couldnt see who had fired the shots, but he had seen the muzzle flash, and he was pretty damn sure someone other than the kids had done it.
"Clay, I think we got a third party here. I just saw automatic fire that didnt come from the truck." He said. "Em, think you can see whats over there?" He asked. "Use the truck as a point of reference. Should be far." He told her, keeping an eye on the spot he thought it came from.
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Post by thegunny on Jul 27, 2009 17:47:09 GMT -5
Claypoole muttered an affirmative, and tried to remember where the stream of bullets that went towards the truck might have come from. Phillips was quicker, and quickly said as she saw through their electronics survelliance someone crouched behind their truck in the alleyway
Armed gunman in the alleyway, taking cover! Hes where the shots came from!
Claypoole immediately jumped up and stuck his Ultimax out the window and fired a well controlled long stream of 5.56x45 bullets down towards the gunman, prompting him to take cover before making a run for it while he fired a burst of rounds up at him, causing Claypoole to duck and take cover for a moment. The moment was all Etzel needed to break through the backdoor of a nearby building and get out of Claypooles line of fire.
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Crystal
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Post by Crystal on Aug 1, 2009 19:53:02 GMT -5
{I'm waiting for Lawton sense He gets left behind a lot e.e;}
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Post by thegunny on Aug 5, 2009 16:56:21 GMT -5
OOC: advance it soon?
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Post by Shogun Liquid© on Aug 5, 2009 19:25:24 GMT -5
As Etzel Fleischer broke through the door, he unwittingly disturbed a pack of rabid dogs who were bunched up and munching on something lying on the floor. Surprisingly, they looked normal with no signs of mutation phyiscally.
One of them growls at Eltzer while the others look on in curiousity, their tongues out panting and their tails wagging cautiously. [/b][/color][/size][/i]
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Post by Lawton on Aug 5, 2009 21:15:16 GMT -5
[[OOC: sorry for the late post ]] Nick was firing small bursts, three shots at most, at zombies approaching the front and towards the passenger side of the car, seeing as Crystal had the other side covered. The explosion shook him a bit, but he quickly regained his focus and continued shooting. before long, he expended his full clip and started loading another, scanning the building that he saw the high powered rounds come from earlier. He didn't like this. They were too out in the open, and he felt very exposed, even though they were inside the truck. Gladly, they didn't seem to be shooting at them, and they had attacked the giant bug before. He finished loading his Uzi, and turned his attention back to the zombies, squeezing off a few bursts before turning to Crystal. "I think the guys in that building are friendlies!" He called over the shooting. "If we could make it to the building-" He trailed off, eyes back on the zombies and firing more bursts into the lumbering beings.
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Post by thegunny on Aug 14, 2009 21:56:43 GMT -5
Etzel used his agility to quickly dart back through the backdoor and slammed it shut as the Cerebrus' lept forward, hitting all of them with a loud thud, knocking them back. Etzel quickly pulled his T-460 tactical blast strip and stuck it under the door's crack, detonating it immediately and running down the alleyway leaving the pack behind as they got the equivelant of a flash bang point blank in their faces. Etzel ducked around a corner and continued his escape, smirking as he saw several thugs with AK-47's and drum magazines makign their way towards him, and knew exactly who they were as they moved to form a protective formation around him. ---------------------------------- Terry growled back quietly as he kept his scope on that window, waiting for someone to pop out again
You sure about that Lawton!? Who did YOU see doing any shooting anywhere near us? Your not the one who had bullets zip right across his nose!
Terry knew he might be wrong, and he probably was too emotional to be the final word on whether or not the people in that building were friendly or not, but he knew that he was the one who just nearly got decapitated, and he was the one who had a highpowered scope that told him with precision there was no one to return fire at other then the guys in that building who had already been firing towards them. Lawton might have seen something else, but he seemed like he was probably focused on the zombies out front too, so Terry doubted his ability to pick things out any better then him.
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Post by Crystal on Aug 18, 2009 20:40:45 GMT -5
Crystak frianed kightly and opened the door, litterally falling out of her seat and slamming on the ground, Aimi whimpering in the seat she used to be in, her eyes wide with concern and suprise; Crystal lifted her gun and fired a few more shots before standing up shakingly and groaning, reaching in the back seat she pulled out an Ozzy and started firing off bullets towards the shelter, killing off and decapitating some ofthe zombies.
"Damn bastards..."
She cursed under her breath, killing off more than half, her sight must of been back, she ran towards the shelter and kicked down a zombie, killing it instantly as she banged on the door.
"Let me in! I'm not infected! SON OF A B-" She fired off a few more rounds at the zombie attacking her and growled, screaming at Nick, "WATCH AIMI!!!"
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