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Sept 1, 2009 3:37:25 GMT -5
Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Sept 1, 2009 3:37:25 GMT -5
Soliloquy
Raine seems to be attached to Joey, but not in the way I thought. She wants him dead, that part seems pretty obvious, but why would she want that exactly? It didnt seem like something she would want, the exact opposite seemed more logical. What was it that she had against Joey? If anyone was rude and obnoxious it was me, Joey wouldnt hurt anyone, especially not Raine. Whatever the reason, I need to look after Lisa, shes all I have. I dont really care whats going on, but its something im going to figure out for myself.
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Sept 5, 2009 23:01:28 GMT -5
Post by Colonel Mystery on Sept 5, 2009 23:01:28 GMT -5
Jonathan then turned his head sharply to the left as he heard noises approaching. By the looks on everyone else's faces, they didn't, but Jonathan's hearing was considerably more advanced than anyone's...even Raine's. He then took two steps toward where the noise was coming from before, "It would seem as if we are soon to have company. I would suggest leaving immediately and that the ladies get into the secured basement."
Jonathan didn't allow anyone time to agree or object before walking forward and out of the lobby. It didn't matter to him if they listened to him or not, but the sounds of an undead horde approaching rapidly wasn't assuring to anyone, even him in his advanced state - though he would survive such a horde, the others would not and so his goals would be demolished. He couldn't allow that. He didn't have any worries that they would survive. He had to test Raine's durability when injured now. The only way to do so was to leave her there and wait for the horde to arrive.
Jonathan, on the other hand, walked down the street and snickered as he vanished into the darkness as the horde approached the hospital.
(Jonathan is now in the Uptown Street System)
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Sept 29, 2009 23:38:24 GMT -5
Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Sept 29, 2009 23:38:24 GMT -5
As soon as Jonathan left, Logan stepped toward the door to the room, and caught it before it closed. He pushed it open, blocking it from closing while he stood outside of it. He stared at the horde of infected which had now entered the lobby, and made their way toward them all. Peering back inside, Logan spoke higher over the loud groans and repetitive footsteps. "Get to the basement, ill meet you two down their once I find a way to hold these bas- go go!" His tone changed to a bit overwhelmed once the windows had smashed out, creating even more of an opening for them to get in. The way he spoke to the girls, there was no room for error, they had to go now.
After they went down the hallway out of sight, Logan backed down the hallway quickly, looking at the large portion of lobby that had been flooded with bodies. He pointed his handgun, it became an instinct, but he knew it wouldnt do any good against the horde. Beginning to sprint back down the hallway now, Logan kicked open the double doors, just catching a glimse of Lisa and Raine heading down the steps to the basement portion of the hospital. As the doors shut, he gave it another kick, jamming the handle inward. This would bide them more time before the infected got through.
Logan knew there would be enough supplise downstairs to last them however long they needed to stay, which hopefully wouldnt have to be too long. He also knew there might even be a way outside from the bottem floor, making chances of them escaping more confident. While the sounded the undead became softer, Logan made his way down the stairs, moving at a side angle and pacing each step as quickly as possible.
[Logan, Raine, and Lisa now in the Basement]
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Feb 18, 2010 3:22:59 GMT -5
Post by rass55 on Feb 18, 2010 3:22:59 GMT -5
Luke grabbed his AK-47 and entered the hospital, looking around the lobby. He noticed no one and he sat down on one of the chairs and waited for someone to talk to and share interest and etc. He waited for something to come and it sounded like something was coming....
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Feb 18, 2010 3:34:50 GMT -5
Post by rass55 on Feb 18, 2010 3:34:50 GMT -5
Luke then left the hospital, going to some location but who knows where it could be. He held his AK-47 as close and tight as he could get it. He kept it in his hands with speed and he kept walking to the area.......
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Jan 25, 2011 3:13:50 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 25, 2011 3:13:50 GMT -5
Arc moved into the lobby and Manuel followed. It was pitch black in the room, someone must've cut the power. Manuel slid on his NVGs and looked over in Arc's direction. "Looks like someone cut off the power, you guys stay here. I'm the only one with night vision goggles. I'll turn the power back on." Manuel said as he took off jogging down the hallway.
After the sounds of Manuel's footsteps disappeared it fell silent. Preston didn't like the silence. About ten minutes passed and the sound of several men could be heard. "Arcian I think those Umbrella guys are here. We should take cover until the lights come on." Preston jumped over the sign in desk. Preston placed the Mac-10 against is chest. Please don't find us.[/b]
Two men entered the dark lobby area wearing NVGs. They couldn't see anyone right of the bat. "They gotta be in here. You check to the left and I'll take the right" he said. The two seperated and kept thier weapons shouldered. One of them passed right by where Preston was hiding. As the man stepped next to where Preston was the lights came on. Both men in the room where blinded by the light. Preston jumped up and talked the man closest to him.
"Arcian get the other one. I got this b*tch!" Preston said as he blocked his foes fist.
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Jan 25, 2011 3:33:33 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 25, 2011 3:33:33 GMT -5
When Manuel had left the scene, Arc nodded, and kept himself against the wall. Navigating the hospital Lobby hallways might have been tricky, but a faint light was coming from the actual waiting room itself, sunlight shining through the large windows. Other than that, it was complete darkness. The lab area had a waiting room, and thats where they were passing by next. But as soon as Preston and Arc were in the reception area, they both heard movement coming from one of the other hallways. Despite being the one taking point, Arc agreed with Preston, and they both had taken cover behind the desk, waiting for the soldiers to show themselves and give a clear shot.
Shot? More like an opening for a sneak kill, if everything went down alright. Just things were looking good, the lights came back on, and the guards had been blinded. Listening to Preston, not speaking, Arcian took the opportunity to leap over the reception desk and grab one of the soldiers, tackling him into one of the lab rooms. Now having him pinned to the floor, Arc pulled out his knife, and lifted him up. With a quick cut, he slit the mans throat, and then through him onto the wall on the other side of the room. Two infected rose up wearing doctor fatigues, and almost thanked him for the feast once they began to gorge on the dead soldier. Quickly aiming the shotgun up now, Arc walked back into the reception area, back against the wall, waiting for any other sounds.
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Jan 26, 2011 2:26:50 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 26, 2011 2:26:50 GMT -5
Preston grabbed the soldiers arm and twisted, there was a crack. Followed by screaming, Preston unholstered his revolver and placed it against the man temple.He pulled the trigger and the man fell silent. Preston followed behind Arcian and peeked around the corner. There was about seven N.U.C soldiers in the room. "I see seven. You take the four closest to you and I'll get the last three. On the count of three. One, two, three!" Preston said as he spun around the corner.
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Jan 26, 2011 6:18:20 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 26, 2011 6:18:20 GMT -5
"No, your going to get yourself killed!" On Prestons count of three, Arc let go of a smoke grenade into the lobby hallway, and than grabbed a hold of the man with both arms, turning him around to face the other direction. After the impact went off just behind them, he lifted Preston up over his shoulder, and tossed him behind the main lobby reception desk. Hearing the group of shock troopers open fire upon the smoke, Arc got low onto the ground, waiting for the soldiers to move over his location, and the smoke to clear. Once it did, the men had all began to take evasive manuevers, not seeing either of them in sight.
Pulling the trigger of the lever action shotgun five times, cocking it in between each shot, Arc spread the shells into the closest soldiers. Throwing the shotgun to the ground, he jumped at one of the troopers, tripping the blade through his throat and then rolling out of the way as the others still standing open fired on theyre own buddy. Slashing one in the ankle, Arc drove the knife through his chest as he fell to the ground, twisting himself back to slash open the stomach of another soldier. Grabbing a hold of him with on arm, he used him as a human shield to block fire from the two remaining guards. Tossing the corpse in theyre direction, Arc slid under the gunfire, kicking out the knees of one trooper, and bringing the knife through his neck.
Vaulting back up to his feel, blood spray onto his clothing, Arc just stared at the last remaining soldier, hearing his assault rifle click from empty ammo. After a few seconds of silence, he dropped the gun, and went to draw his side arm. But as quickly as he reached for the handgun, Arc drove the knife into the mans wrist, twisting it behind his back, and pinning it into his spine using the blade of the knife. The soldier fell to the ground, squirming and screaming in pain, unable to reach back far enough to remove the knife on his own. After seeing Preston out in the man lobby now, Arc reached down, pulling the knife out, and rushing down his heel to break the soldiers neck instantly.
Without even wiping off the combat knife on his sleeve, Arc glared at Preston with his glowing red eyes, breathing heavily. It was at this time that the five bullet holes could be seen, but he was so combat high and overcome by his condition to even feel the pain. In fact, its what fueled him to fight harder, to rip through the soldiers like they were pigs at slaughter. Arc walked toward Preston, the pulsating feeling still taking him over, he longed to watch him bleed. Nothing could be without consequences, this was all part of how his system reacted to whatever was wrong with him. But before getting any closer to the man, Arc put his knife away, and resisted any urges he had to kill. Instead, he spoke out for help, breathing heavily then anyone Preston wouldve seen. "Morphene, sedatives, stims... Anything, help me find some, please..."
Kicking through the nearest door, Arc began to tear through shelves, ripping them off the walls, frantically searching for something to calm him down. His head was numb, his whole body was numb to the pain, he just craved to kill. But he would resist, he had to, before somebody innocent got hurt. Without finding anything in the assistant nurses room, Arc put his fist through the large window in the reception office, ripping a computer terminal out of the wall and throwing it at the front door in a fit of rage. He leaned against the counter, almost on his knees, trying anything he could to just calm himself down.
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Jan 27, 2011 0:34:08 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 27, 2011 0:34:08 GMT -5
Preston watched as Arc tore apart the soldiers in the next room. Blood was caked on the wall after he had finished them off. Preston waas forzen in fear. How could a man tear people apart like that!? With his bare hands. Then Arc began to shout and telling Preston to help him find something to calm him down. Preston ran into the closest room and began to search for Morphine or anything in general. After cleaning out about four rooms, Preston found a bottle of Morphine. He grabbed the bottle and ran out the room. "Here I found some Morphine!" Preston shouted as he tossed the bottle in Arcian's direction. [orange] Basement Area; During the black out [/orange] Manuel ran as fast as he could down the hallway. He still could feel the pain of getting shot, but he couldn't let that bother him. Preston and Arcian were depending on him. The only reason that he was tasked in cutting the power on was the fact that he had night vision googles. Manuel came to a set of stairs that led to the basement. He checked his M-16's clip and loaded it back into the gun. Manuel shouldered his rilfe and headed down the stairs. He walked slowly to prevent making sounds, Manuel had to be catious. He wasn't in condition to fight living foes at the moment. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he heard the faint sound of moaning. This isn't good, zombies! By this time the moaning had gotten louder. They must be alerted to his presence. Manuel took off into a dead sprint looking for the switch. He found it, Manuel flipped the switch. Seconds after that the power came on. Manuel dropped to the floor, his wound must've re-opened. "Good luck you guys! I don't know if I will be back." Manuel said as the moans of the zombies got closer.
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Jan 27, 2011 1:06:36 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 27, 2011 1:06:36 GMT -5
Catching the bottle of morphene was no easy task, he almost dropped it. Arcs right arm had been shaking the whole time, it was hard to keep his breathing calm. Grabbing a baggy from behind the counter, he opened it up, grabbing a diabetic needle. Twisting off the top, he squeezed out the medicine that was inside of it already, and then stuck it inside the glass bottle, feeling up the needle to a full pump. After he did this, Arc jammed it inside of his bicep, and just pushed all of the contents inside. When the pressure had been released, he mistakenly crushed the empty bottle in his left hand, dropping the shards to the ground.
Letting both arms fall limp at his sides, Arc stood up straight, and then closed his eyes. He controlled his breathing, letting the morphene take effect as quickly as possible. It was obvious to Preston at this point that the man had been some sort of junkie with a serious anger issue, but the way Arc spoke out next would hopefully give him a better outlook on the situation. "I know this is hard for you to believe, but I dont need to tell you theres something wrong with me. I promise, I wont turn into one of them. I dont know whats going on, me and my partner were attacked shortly after the outbreak, and I woke up like this. It changed me. Probably would have killed you if you didnt get that morphene, I couldnt move on my own, I just want to end your life..."
Arc spoke out, his breathing calming down to a normal pace now, but it was evident he was very, very drugged. The pain of the bullets inside his side came back, but once the morphene kicked in fully, he couldnt feel them anymore. "...We need to go to the emergency room, I have to get these bullets out, otherwise itll get worse and the pain will come back. Once that does, its over, I might not be able to control myself..." Arc knew he was a monster, but he didnt want Preston to think of him that way. If he could get to the emergency room, and get those bullet out, he could make it up to him somehow. "...I know you wanna find your parent, I wanna help. Please, just get me to the fourth floor, im still human. Just trying to survive though this, like you and your friend Manuel."
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Jan 27, 2011 1:22:48 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 27, 2011 1:22:48 GMT -5
Preston nodded anf took of sown the hallway. What Arcian had said touched him, he wasn't at all scared of him. He protected him and Manuel, Preston was thankful for it. He moved further down the hallway with his revovler tightly gripped. He got to a door and slowly opened it. A zombie pressed his weight on the door and fell on Preston. He placed his arm under the zombies neck bracing it. The zombie was wildly snapping it's teeth at him. Preston freed his pistol and placed it one the zombies temple. He pulle the trigger and the infected's brains exploded out of it's skull. Blood showered on Preston's face. He rolled the zombie off himself and scrambled to his feet. Preston franctically wiped the blood of his face and looked back to Arcian. "The stair well is right through the doors." He said
[Arcian and Preston are on the Fourth Floor]
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Jul 1, 2011 10:08:21 GMT -5
Post by germankid on Jul 1, 2011 10:08:21 GMT -5
(THIS IS A PRELUDE RP SCENE.)
Hans ran through the streets outside Raccoon City Hospital, He ducked behide a RCPD Cruiser and aimed at a zombie with his AUG, He fired some shots off at the zombie and approached the zombie, kicking its body. He continued walking to the front doors, a group of zombies was approaching him, He slowly walked in to the doors and turned to the right of him, and saw a control panel. Hans grabbed the control panel and tried to open, it slid open with no diffucity, he pulled the lever inside down, and the shutters went down, barricading the door. He walked to a nearby elevator and went up in to it.
(Hans is now on Level 4, in the cafeteria.)
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Mar 1, 2014 7:48:02 GMT -5
Post by Reaper on Mar 1, 2014 7:48:02 GMT -5
(July, Nova, and Jonathan enter)
Nova had moved past July as they reached the hospital. At the moment she couldn’t smell, see, or hear anything so she moved on up the stairs to the doors that lead into the lobby. She knew that they wouldn’t be able to stay here to long, but she hoped it would be long enough to help July with what she wanted. Not to mention she wanted to find the truth out about this man, and then there was July. She wanted to find a way to get July out of the room long enough so she could talk to him. It wasn’t the fact that July was a kid; in fact July had proven herself more than an adult could have at times like this. Nova didn’t know how much July knew about what was going on outside, or what Nova was. She was the first human to ever see her ears with the exception of her keeper before he left her to die. She was just scared that July would leave her if she found out the truth about her.
She sighed a bit at a thought from the past. The one thing she hated as she was growing up was the pore excuse the adults used to get her out of the room when they wanted to talk about her. It never made for the best moments later either. She shook her head as she tugged on the edge of the hood. “July,” she said softly. “As far as I can tell the general vicinity is clear. Can I ask you to do something?” She paused for a minute before continuing. “Can I get you to go on ahead and find a good office and get what you need out. I need to talk to Mr. Clay for a moment in private?” She hoped that July would do as she asked, but wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t. Either way she would eventually find out. She didn’t know how much longer she could stay out of her feral state when she fights.
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Mar 5, 2014 3:02:57 GMT -5
Post by Escachick357 on Mar 5, 2014 3:02:57 GMT -5
(Okay, since there are only three people here and July is going to temporarily leave the group, I'm going to combine the two floors she's going into since it would be a waste of posts to make a small post here, make a post in the floor she will enter, then re-enter the lobby.)
July shrugged at the request. She didn't really mind leaving for a while. This would be her first time ransacking the hospital without the threat of being caught by the doctors, nurses, or security. She'd never been to a hospital before, but some of the other gang members had gone there when they were little kids. From what she was told, the doctor's offices and medicine closets were on the second floor. The best stuff would probably be over there, so that's where she wandered off to, climbing the stairs and avoiding the possibly broken elevator.
----SECOND FLOOR----
The second floor of the hospital was dead...sort of. So far, there weren't any living person wandering around, but there were certainly a couple of the zombies wandering around mindlessly. However, they hadn't really seen her with the exception with the hulking figure of a man that started walking towards her. She fired a quick bullet into the head and caught the attention of another man. He was also easily disposed of. There were three ladies on the floor, eating away at a body laying on the ground. They seemed to be more occupied with their meal than to worry about the walking one nearby and that's what July wanted them to be.
July quietly tiptoed down the hall and entered a messy room with files all over the place and a few bodies lying here and there. She examined the bodies but found no bites although something had attacked them since there was blood spattered on the bodies and the areas around them. What the hell happened here? As July wandered around the area, she examined the little closets. There wasn't much in there: mainly left over clothes, books, and a few bottles labeled with words like "hand sanitizer," "epinephrine," and "levetiracetam" none of which she could understand. Because she had no idea what they were for, she ignored them. By the time she got to a window, she noticed something she could understand.
Lying on the floor of the waiting room for doctors was a nametag with a name she was able to decipher "CADEN". Why was there a Caden member in a place like this and why had he or she not tried looking for her sisters and herself before it was too late. Was this "Caden" even related to her? Was it a last name or simply a first? She had to know, but she wasn't sure if he or she was alive or even if they were wandering the halls right now. She placed the tag in her pack for now. She could find out later when she got to a nearby computer with the help of Nova.
Then, she remembered the new clothes she had gotten from one of the shops in the uptown streets. It would be a good idea to at least change the pants so she wasn't walking around with a blood stain on her ass. However, just as she was getting ready to unbuckle her pants, she heard some disturbing giggling. She was not alone in this room and whoever was in with her was hiding somewhere.
July followed the source of the sound and behind a comfy-looking chair was a man in a bloodied white coat holding a knife. The knife was covered in dried blood and his skin was glistening with sweat. He was rocking back and forth without the knife cutting his skin. July felt that he was the cause of all the dead bodies in the room. He may be crazy, but maybe he could help her a little bit.
"Who is Caden? Where is he or she?" July commanded without aiming her gun at the man.
The man turned his head in her direction, his brown eyes wide. He continued laughing while saying in an intimidating voice, "Doctor Caden was sent away. I sent him away. The monsters got him. He should have stayed with me. Maria wanted to meet him." He waved the knife around. He stopped and asked, "Do you want to meet Maria?"
July shook her head and backed away from the man. As much as she hated her life right now, she did not want it to end by a crazy man with a knife. She at least wanted to get out of this damn city. Unfortunately, the man did not see it that way. He stood up and actually took a step towards her. He was serious. He wanted to kill her with the knife. Yeah, not going to happen.
July ran out of the room and found herself in the hallway. The ladies were no longer eating the body they had been at minutes earlier. Now, they lay on the ground, all three of them decapitated. Was someone else there and did something else take off their heads. She didn't care until she headed towards the stairs and heard a screeching noise. She turned her head and saw a strange frog-like monster with claws dripping with blood...and it did not look like it was going to help her, especially as it took a step towards her. As she was going to run in the opposite direction towards the room with the crazy man, Mr. Knife came out and started swinging "Maria."
Though July had promised to give Nova and Jonathan some time to speak, she had no choice but to head in the direction of the lobby. She could easily shoot the man with a bullet, but she was already running a little bit low and she had a feeling that it would take her the hell of a lot of bullets to take down the frog. Screw it. She ran down the stairs in the direction of the lobby.
----JULY HAS REENTERED THE LOBBY----
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