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Post by .Merios on Nov 20, 2008 0:12:24 GMT -5
This structure is a large 2 floor bank. The window glass, while numerous, is bullet proof. Outback there are a few armored trucks, none of which have keys. The money has all been looted from within and there is no possible way to get in short of blowing the doors to kingdom come. The roof, however, is still vulnerable but there's a dense population of zombies around the perimeter.
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Post by Lucas King on Mar 20, 2009 12:22:25 GMT -5
Title Of This Roleplay: The Death Of Private John Farquhar
Private John Farquhar was scoping the area of the Raccoon City Bank, he had his Colt M1A1 at aim, the Bank seemed to be empty, John continued to look around, but nothing seemed to be there, he lowered his gun, and looked at a few pieces of paperwork, he heard groaning behind him, and aimed his gun at who-ever it was. No-one was there, but then something grabbed him from behind, John pushed back, turned around and looked at the zombie behind him, he read the name-tag, "Bank Manager: Phil." John had dropped his Colt M1A1 when the zombie grabbed him, he pulls out his Desert Eagle and pulls the trigger whilst aiming at the zombie, no bullets. "S**t, outta ammo."
The zombie plunges at John, but John side-steps, and and delivers a kick to the zombies mid-section, but it had no affect, the zombie pushed John to the ground, leaped on top of him, and bit John in the neck, he continued to bite further into John's skin, as Farquhar screamed in pain, the zombie gets to far, and John slowly passes away, as his eyes close, the zombie continues to feast on him.
This is the end of Private John Farquhar
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Post by .Merios on Mar 29, 2009 15:30:11 GMT -5
Cameron made his way to the front of the bank, his pistol shouldered and aimed at shoulder-height with both hands, his flashlight illuminating the ground in front of him. As he turned at the steps in front, he quickly moved his left hand over his flashlight's lens, blocking the light being shined outward. His left pinky slowly moved down and clicked off the flashlight. He turned to the other two, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow with his free left fist.
"Looks like this won't be as easy as we thought.."He said, whispering.
He pointed his free left hand's index finger in front of him to the massive crowd in front of the bank, swarming the steps and banging on the reinforced windows like animals. The creatures had taken over the lawn and were around the entire building like moths to a flame. Inside was another story- it seems someone had locked the place up tight and got rid of anything still undead within, but there was a body in the corner that he couldn't quite make out.
"If we could just get in there, we'll be solid.."
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 30, 2009 20:39:20 GMT -5
By the time Arc had been paying attention to Josh's light, he had seen the many corpses all gathering around the entrance of the bank. There was so many of them in one spot, the sound and stench was insane. Keeping his hand over his face, and his gun trained on the crowd. But he dared not fired, it would attract the whole lot of them, and then each of the three would be completely screwed. It was pretty amazing, however, how all of those infected werent able to break into the bank. It would be the idea place to board up and wait out the infected. But, and he sounded crazy saying this, that wasnt Arcs goal here. Whispering back and fourth to Josh and Pheonix, he kept a very low tone, but made his point across.
"I think out best was in would be to get in top of the room... There gotta be a way inside from up there, right? Now, correct me if im wrong, but Josh, you look to be the lightest here. If we could get you up onto the roof, youd find a rope or something to let us up, right?" Arc knew this was a crazy idea, he could be safe up in the chopper, and even though it wasnt his job, he still knew that it felt like the right thing to do. Still keeping quiet as possible, he put away his gun, and then motioned to a clear side of the building, that seemed to be the lowest point. "...I mean, unless you have another plan..." Arc didnt mean the "Mr. Right" sounding tone, he was always open for a better idea, and from his expirences, there were -always- better ideas...
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Post by Phoenix Drake on Apr 1, 2009 14:04:39 GMT -5
Phoenix had seen these undead plenty, but he was not prepared for the incredible stench wafting over towards them. "Oh god..." Phoenix whispered as he turned sharply and covered his mouth. He hunched over, trying to keep himself together while listening to Arc and Josh talk about a plan in the background.
After he had regained enough power to turn back around he looked at Josh, waiting for his response. "I may have only been a comedian, but my upper body strength is decent. I could help somehow I suppose, seeing how I'm tagging along for the ride." It was at that moment he took a minute and thought about what he was even doing there in the first place. "Christ... I should have gotten out of this place the second I had the chance." Phoenix thought, absent mindedly fingering the trigger guard on his rifle.
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Post by .Merios on Apr 1, 2009 15:43:15 GMT -5
Cameron nodded and slowly made his way around the zombies, making his way down the street and to the side of the building. He quickly hunched behind a car to avoid being spotted by a passing shambler and then continued once the coast was clear. He heard what the other man had said, and he could use his help in getting them both in once he's inside, so this first part was up to Cameron. The alleyway was right in front of him and the alleyway was partly made up of the west wall of the bank itself, which meant this would be easier than he thought to scale. He stood up slowly but then felt a tugging sensation on his left ankle. Before he managed to move, something had it's hand around his shoe tightly and pulled him to his knees.
Cameron looked down at his pistol and couldn't risk making any more sound than he had to. He pulled forward and slipped out of his leather loafer, letting the zombie snap back with just his shoe. As the zombie put the heel of the shoe in his mouth, Cameron pressed his right ring finger down onto a pad of his palm, sending a wireless signal to a mechanism within his shoe. Within moments, a long blade pierced through the back of the zombie's head, sending a streak of gore into the air and spraying on the ground below.
He sighed, relieved that the creature's death didn't cause a disturbance. Cameron reached for the shoe and grasped the toe with his left hand and wiggled the heel of the shoe out of the zombie's mouth, letting the jaw smack closed. He slid into his shoe once more as the blade sunk back into the heel. He stood up once more and headed to the alleyway, hunching down and walking heel-to-toe to make sure he didn't make a sound. He stepped in to the alleyway, disappearing into the shadows as a wall of bodies covered his entrance.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Apr 1, 2009 23:10:12 GMT -5
[That was ace!]
Arc had always tried to learn more about people, but not by simply asking questions. He awlays tried learn by listening, and picking out the little details. From what he gathered, Pheonix was a Comedian, or at least back before the outbreak. But he seemed to have a serious side to him, for when the work needs to get done without any complaints. But Josh, on the other hand, was pretty mysterious. He always kept his gun in that case of his, seemingly. It seemed very professional, almost like he was a passifist when it came to fireing that gun. But the way he fired at the BOW back in the Apartment Complex made him think. Before thinking too hard about it, Arc saw Josh dissapear in the allyway, as he moved toward his location, motioning Pheonix to follow their path.
Arc met up with Josh, and saw the burtal corpse on the ground, not questioning how he was taken care of. After a fe slow minuits of sneaking everyone past the undead, the show was about to begin. Arc crouched his back against the wall, and then motioned for Pheonix to do the same. Together, their hands were extended inward, low enough for Josh to stand up on. As he did this, both Arc and Pheonix quietly counted down from three while the lighter man got ready for the jump. A perfect execution, as he was flung high up the wall, and grabbed onto the ledge. Quickly pulling himself up, all went quiet as he slipped out of view. Arc stood straight, and leaned against the wall, grinning in thanks for the cooperation of his partner, and wiating for Josh to complete the plan.
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Post by Scripsi.Scriptum.Fabula on Apr 3, 2009 22:32:36 GMT -5
Stirring from her tight ball she had been sleeping in, Roxanne jolted awake as the sound of footsteps reached her ears. She was unaware of anything else, her hands lightly shaking as she feared it was another one of the undead on the roof. Earlier that day she had scrambled up a lead pipe on the side of the building, only to have her weight break it after she had clambered up. She was greeted by a group of unfriendly undead men, throwing a grenade at them and blowing open a hole in the door leading into the bank. Roxy had killed the last one with her knife before curling up into a ball to fall asleep. Now she was wide awake and frightened, counting four grenades left of the twelve she had begun her journey with. She knew throwing one would create a scene, but she was scared to think of fighting a zombie hand-to-hand.
Roxanne quickly sat up and crouched low in the shadows of the blown-open door, feeling nauseous from the smell of burnt and decaying flesh. Her red eyes widened as she saw him, knowing he was coherent with his thoughts just from the way he walked. She was tempted to make another companion for the hard journey, but she was afraid of being tossed aside. Roxy forced herself to calm down, silently slipping out of the shadows and into more, so she was tot he man's right side now. "S'cuse me, sir...? You wouldn't happen to be tryin' to get in, would ya? I'm sorry, I thought it'd be best if I had kept the doors locked... and I guess I just fell asleep while on watch," she whispered softly, taking her hood off and stepping out of the shadows with her arms spread open. Roxanne was trying to show that she was unharmed and unarmed against him, nothing to be concerned about fighting.
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Post by .Merios on Apr 3, 2009 22:44:52 GMT -5
After discovering the burnt and destroyed door leading down into the bank, his mind raced, wondering what in the world could have caused such destruction- for all he knew, zombies had learned how to use rocket launchers. He shook his head of such foolish thoughts and stepped down the stairs past the broken door and into a dark room, barely lit from a streetlight outside shining in and reflecting off of several object, creating a dreary, eerie ambiance once connecting with the sorrowful moans from the undead outside. He took one step forward before he felt the presence of someone else- could someone be there? Before he could finish his thought, he heard someone speaking from directly beside him. Instinctively he brought his left hand up and jumped back to face the person, lifting his silenced Px4 .45 up to meet the hooded stranger's glare, the red light from the pistol barrel's underbelly finding and settling itself somewhere on the face beneath the hood.
As soon as he noticed it was a civilian, he let out a sigh of relief and moved his gun back upwards, the laser light switching off and the hammer sliding back down to it's rested position on the cradle. He dropped his right hand, which now had the pistol in it, to his side.
"Bloody.. 'The hell do you think you're doing? Sneaking up on people like that.."
He let out a small chuckle.
"'Yeh, I was trying to get in.. Was tha' you who made the whole back there?"
He listened for her reply as he made his way into the lobby, walking to the western wing of the bank and looking to the service door that lead to the outside as well as the dumpster. There was a keypad on it, but it seemed it had been destroyed in the chaos. He sighed and walked to it, pressing a few buttons but failing to make any difference. He backed up a few feet and lifted his pistol with his right hand a few feet above the door knob, where the locking mechanism was. He moved his left arm horizontally in front of his face to shield from any debris as he squeezed the trigger twice.
Two bullets silently smacked into the frame, sending a small whistle sound into the air as they connected, echoing a loud TING throughout the bank. He moved forward and tugged on the door handle, pulling the door ajar slightly. He peeked out, noticing the two men he was with previously were about ten yards down the wall. He whistled for them quietly.
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Post by Phoenix Drake on Apr 5, 2009 0:53:43 GMT -5
Phoenix glanced at Arc, noticing how military-like he looked. He thought that after all of this going on, the military would be more relaxed and dispersed and Arc could relax.
"If you don't mind me asking," Drake whispered and he nudged in close to his new found ally, "When we were back at the Apartments, you were going to say something and got cut off midsentence. Paid I think it was. What was that about?" Phoenix had a way of getting too nosy and hastily threw in "If you don't mind me asking of course.""
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Apr 5, 2009 16:08:43 GMT -5
Arc waited for Josh in the allyway, leaning back to the paralelle wall to see if he could get a better veiw of the rooftop, but never could. Shaking his head as he looked both ways onto the streets, searching for any infected that would make there way and get them in a bad position. What was taking him so long? There must be some rope or something to pulled them up, there was no way both of them could get up without it, somebody would be left behind. When Pheonix asked about earlier, Arc really hoped that he would have forgotten about that, but just turning his head wouldnt be very professional of him. It would have to come out some time, right?
Arc turned to Pheonix, and then spoke, not in a loud voice, but in a below normal tone. "I used to work for Umbrella, the UBCS to be exact. But, they betrayed the team, and left us to die in the first outbreak... It then became my job to make sure nobody else would become a victim of Umbrella. When things cooled down, everyone had forgotten about us, everyone who worked for the UBCS were now unemployed, for obvious reasons... Now I see this outbreak just the same as back in 1998, only I dont know anything about why this is happening over again. Im not affiliated with Umbrella anymore, so I have to learn the hard way..." Arc turned away, and then looked back up to the roof, if worse came to worse, he would get Pheonix up before himself.
But surely enough, Arc heard a whistle from Josh, and then spun around to see him poking out from a side door. He grinned, and then turned to Pheonix, motioning for him to go first. As he jogged for the door and went inside, Arc scoped the side of the bank, making sure they were still in cover. After he was sure it was safe, he went in himself, and then shut the door quietly behind him, looking for someting to block it shut. Without even paying attention to how he got the door open, Arc jolted his eyes back and fourth, trying to find something to move infront of the door. "Pheonix, come help me find some to get this door sealed shut. There gotta be something we can use..."
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Post by Scripsi.Scriptum.Fabula on Apr 11, 2009 9:42:35 GMT -5
Roxanne's sensitive red eyes squinted at the red beam from the underbelly of the gun, letting out her held breath in relief that she was in one piece. She blinked a few times to rid herself of the spots dancing before her eyes. Once she could see clearly she stepped forward more, both more visible and friendlier for the newcomer into the bank.
"S-Sorry... I had to, y'know? Make sure you were clean... I didn't want to get the diamond blade all bloodied up to find out it was another human... That woulda been hell and a half to clean up, both the blade and the body. At least I let you know I was here..."
She flushed light pink, feeling embarrassed for startling the man when she had wanted to observe him before approaching him. Blinking as he chuckled and went to open the door for someone else, Roxy followed closely behind.
"I'm glad you finally got in then... Oh, you noticed? Those bloody zombies are everywhere, there was a 'hole swarm of 'em on the roof when I got up here... Blew them all to bits with one of my grenades, but I've only got four left now."
Roxanne sighed as he whistled for his companions, she could faintly feel the presence of two more people's eyes searching the darkness. She still stood behind the newcomer, keeping her distance and watching him curiously. Her eyes widened as the two men got inside the building, her nerves buzzing warily as she watched them close the doors. Roxy heard the one ask the other what they could use to block the door, looking around the room as her eyes fell on a heavy oak desk, one that could easily be pushed unto its' side.
"Well, men... That desk over there looks plenty heavy 'nough to push in front of there, it would just need to be on it's side..."
Ignoring that neither of the other men that had entered noticed her, Roxanne strolled over to the desk she had mentioned and placed her hand on it as a marker of sorts.
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Post by .Merios on Apr 11, 2009 14:26:06 GMT -5
Cameron listened to the voices talking and acknowledged them separately, then moving to the desk the girl was motioning to. He nodded to her and stepped to the side of it, sliding his pistol back into it's holster on his side and clasping the leather straps together, holding it in place. He bent down and grasped the bottom of it. He wrapped his fingers around the bottom and lifted it up vertically slowly, then faster. He grunted as he lifted it and put it on it's side, pointing upward. He then walked to the other side facing the door they were attempting to block and pulled it downward, grasping it as it began to fall, letting it down slowly. Surprisingly, the desk wasn't all that heavy- it was just awkward. He set it down and just now realized all the sound he made with the items still on the top.
He heard faint moans that were starting to get louder and louder. He sighed and moved to the other side, pushing his back against it, shoving it little by little in front of the damaged door, shutting it just as the sounds of pounding echoed throughout the bank.
"Well, that should hold.."
Cameron looked around at everyone- the darkness was making him a little suspicious. He reached back down to his side and grasp for his pistol and he pulled it up, lifting it and aiming it forward, clicking on the flashlight attached to the bottom of the barrel, illuminating the area around them faintly.
"Lets do a sweep, just to make sure nothing followed us inside."
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Post by Phoenix Drake on Apr 11, 2009 14:32:02 GMT -5
Phoenix trailed behind Arc, less tense now that Josh had gotten in safe, but the relaxation quickly dissolved as he saw the girl. He felt comfortable with the men, but having someone else that looked so frail compared to the other two made him uneasy. It wasn't that he was sexist, just in the presence of two military men, she seemed like a porcelain doll.
Never-the-less, Phoenix rested the SCAR his shoulder with the strap and extended his hand. "Phoenix Drake,"[/b] He spoke clearly, hesitating for a moment then thrusting in "Nice to meet you."[/i] A warm, but slightly dishonest smile crept across his face as he picked the rifle back up.
Seeing the desk he nodded to Arc, "Would that help in any sorts Arc?"[/i]
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Apr 13, 2009 7:33:21 GMT -5
(Sorry, but im really at a loss of words to post with... Were kinda just all here, not doing anything )Arc saw Josh lift the desk himself, and would help, but he would just get in the way by going on the other side. After the barricade was set, he knew it would hold very well. Getting the same idea, he knew that they should scan the bank for any hostiles, just to be on the safe side. If they were going to, it would be good to get that done before they started to chat about making a plan, one that would suit everybody. Looking as Josh get to work, Arc looked at Pheonix. "Stick next to me, unless you feel confident in staying here. Were gonna split up, and search for anything useful, alright?" Then turning to the female, Arc spoke out in a clever tone. "Hey, chika... Might wanna stick with one of us, unless you know how to shoot..." Arc winked, and then readied his SMG, stepping toward the opposite side of the bank as Josh, waiting for Pheonix and the female to make a move.
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