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Post by Purple4Stephen on Feb 13, 2009 13:14:28 GMT -5
OCC:Sorry for late response.Whell yeah it was a bit interesting in this role play it would be good to have more people in it...As long as the old ones dont leave...
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Post by karis on Feb 16, 2009 9:33:21 GMT -5
Many gunshots were heard as Karis sneaked about the school's hallways. He was sent to find some document...or something like that. Regarding a horrid monster no doubt. Karis hurried towards the loud noises of glass breaking and moaning of the undead. He was near. Karis started running, jumping over any bodies left by the survivors.
Karis whipped around a corner to see a bunch of zombies overwhelming a few survivors. '' Ah, hell. '' Karis took out his pistol and started shooting hitting, heads, legs, or torsos. He managed to get some of the crowd's attention, as some dragged themselves at Karis. '' Not quite what I had in mind... ''
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+Kross+
Zombie Hunter
C-Box agression syndrome
10%
Posts: 148
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Post by +Kross+ on Feb 17, 2009 17:18:51 GMT -5
OOC: sorry Ive been away I'm back now
IC: The glass shattered as the zombiefied crows broke the glass of the window as a shard of glass from the newly broken window stabbed kross in the left shoulder. kross let out a loud primial scream as it pierced his shoulder blade cleaving his muscle in half rendering his arm utterly useless without medical care
" @##$!!!!!!!"
When kross screamed he alerted the zombies in the room that was barricaded off and they broke threw it as he ran past it Kross ran with the man wrapped around him as the door to the barricaded door burst open zombies pouring out of it like cockroaches pervadeing out into the hall way separating the group as the crows fanned out to look for they're new meal
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Feb 18, 2009 16:29:01 GMT -5
OC:I think we have been in this hallway long enoygh time to change the situation a bit.
IC:As the zombies brake trough the barricades John quickly takes out his gun and starts shooting at them without wasting one bullet.
After a few shots his gun runs out of bullets remembering that was his only clip he starts moving backwards while looking at the horde going for the group...Suddenly he bumps on some steel door.
John turns around and looks trough a small window that was on these doors.He notices stairs heading down probably to a basement.The doors seem to be locked.
"Hey guys help me brake open these doors we got to get the hell out of here!"
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Post by JazzBuddah on Feb 19, 2009 1:37:50 GMT -5
Nigel ducked as a new arival appeared on scene. It was just after he had arrived that the birds had broken through the windows. Staying low, he opened up the small red door in the wall and pulled out a fire extinguisher. Acting fast he moved over to the others and started to spray the extinguisher in the air knocking down a bunch of the birds.
As Nigel continued to spray the birds he looked back at the steel doors. "Don't look at me. If I could break down doors I would have done this mission myself along time ago." Thats when he noticed through the mist he was causing a dead man in a grey jumpsuit laying on the ground. On his waist was a keyring. "Janitor!" He cried out dropping the extinguisher and grabbing the keys. He then went straight for the door and began looking over the keys. It was dark and with all the comotion it was hard to think but after a few moments he found the basement keys. He instantly unlocked the door and pushed it open. "C-mon, hurry up!" He called out to them.
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Post by karis on Feb 19, 2009 3:53:46 GMT -5
Karis fired a full clip at the birds and ran towards the door where everyone was going. Karis swung his pistol around while he reached into his jacket pocket for a new clip. He did this while the brown haired person next to him opened the door. I guess we are all after the same thing. I'll help these guys out then.
Karis reloaded his gun and pointed it towards the birds and zombies. '' Come on, everyone through! '' After waiting a moment, Karis cautiously enter through the doors.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Feb 19, 2009 15:11:49 GMT -5
John notices that one of his comrade has fallen into trouble. "Hold on im coming" John grabs a big peace of glass on the floor and stabs one zombie that was realy close to Kross and pushes the zombie away making two zombies behind it fall down all together. "Come on lets get out of here" John helps Kross get up and lets him go first head first to the doors and John just startes at the horde of zombies that keep entering the hallway few seconds pass and John quickly folows Kross.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Feb 20, 2009 18:45:29 GMT -5
OOC: deleted all of the OOC posts so we can re-gain our bearings. next post must not include a "OOC" unless there character does something
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Post by JazzBuddah on Feb 27, 2009 19:24:12 GMT -5
is anyone still posting in this game?
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Feb 27, 2009 22:38:16 GMT -5
OC:Im still waiting for somebody to do something.
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Post by Mikey on Mar 1, 2009 5:27:45 GMT -5
The only sounds that could be heard in the deep basement of the university were the clinking of the keys from a keyboard hooked to a high speed computer. The man sitting at it, a blonde and pale man wearing black gear from head to toe, pounded out on the keys with a vengance, trying to find what he was here for. He had looked through the files for some time, bypassing the security measures with relative ease thanks to a small bug the NADAS R&D boys had given him on a USB drive. He was free to look at anything he wanted, but it was proving tedious.
In fact, it was just ****ing him off. And to top it all off, he could hear the gunfire above.
NADAS had gotten wind of some kind of activites going on here that were less than savory and sent him in, alone, to try and find out what they were. So far, he couldnt find anything to tell them that this wasnt just a regular ol' university where the worse thing that could be found on the computer was a huge database of porn. In fact, he couldnt even find anything like that.
When he heard the door open and the gunfire and moans and groans of the undead get louder, he decided his time was out. He'd just have to tell them there was nothing to be found and volunteer to come back with someone who was better with computers than him to dig up what they thought was here. He'd catch some hell for it, but nothing bad. And of course, self preservation came first.
He stood up and snatched up his rifle, that had been leaning against the desk and slipped his pistol, that had been not an inch from his hand and the keyboard, back into its holster. He slung the strap of his weapon over his neck and pressed the stock to his shoulder. He pressed a button on a small box attached to his side that connected to his throat mic, one that had been modified to send a signal the impossible distance of here to NADAS HQ, and spoke.
"It's Daniel. I aint finding di*k on these computers." He said matter-o-factly. "I hear gunfire and a lot of walkers. I'm bugging out." He reported.
"Are the survivors hostile?" A voice he couldnt quite place to an identity said through a small ear bud in his right ear.
"Hell if I know, but I dont plan on sticking around to find out." He said.
"Nagative. Find them and assist them if they need it." The voice said.
"Confirmed." He said to the voice and switched off the signal. "Son of a bi*ch..." He muttered, raising the weapon and sweeping the room for the third time in 15 minutes as he went toward the sounds, finding that they came from the top of a stairwell. He aimed up with his x3 ACOG scope and looked at who was in his sights. It was a fairly familier face, one he had seen once or twice around New Haven. It was Nigel.
"Down!" He yelled out in a voice plently loud enough to be heard over the distance before making the only safe shot he could, smashing a 6.5 Grendel round through the forehead of a zombie who was closing in on Nigel as he stood in the doorway.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 1, 2009 19:33:23 GMT -5
Nigel looked up as he laid face down on the floor. He coughed as dirt entered his nostrals. He looked behind him at the fallen zombie. Daniel had made his shot dead on. He had heard about him. High ranking NADAS agent of NADAS XI. It was good to have a well trained opperative with them. "It's a pleasure Daniel. I'm Nigel Windgates the third, professor and ambassador of New Haven." He then got up and suted himself up. "I had requested backup, it's good to see NADAS came through." He then loked back.
"I think we may have lost some of our party in the hallways." He said as he awaited the others. Soon two of his team showed up. "This is John {Purple} and Kross (Kross}. They responded to the ad we put on the net. After the global outbreak our agents have been spread all about lowering the available manpower." He then looked at Dan's computer setup and shook his head.
"You won't get anything on the network. Some 0 agents already checked, the professor most likely stored his documents on a personal computer in his office. According to the map we have these tunnles should lead to the east side of the building where his office is in the science department. We couldn't make it up top. The infestation is overwhelming."
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Post by Mikey on Mar 1, 2009 22:18:55 GMT -5
Daniel stood silent for a few moments, looking at Nigel like he was crazy. He finally spoke with a tone of amazement in his voice.
"NADAS is advertising membership on the internet?" Seriously? He would never have thought they would get so desperate for manpower that they would do something as public as that. But then again, times were tough. As it was, they had sent him here alone. God only knew where George and Kristie were. He missed their bickering sometimes...
"And what do you mean I wont find anything on the computers? Intelligence told me to look on these things. Even gave me this thing to break through the security." He said, showing Nigel the flash drive. "Are you saying they sent me on a wild goose chase when I could have been going through the real sh*t two hours ago?" Daniel asked, almost bewildered that he had been led in the wrong direction. That didnt happen often. NADAS more often gave little to no intelligence than bad intelligence.
"Screw it, lets just get to his office. Can I see the map?" He asked, grabbing it when it was offered and looking it over for a moment. His photographic memory memorized every room, from its number and position to what it was called and what it held. After about nine seconds, he handed the map back and looked up at the door. "That's not gonna hold for long." He said, and took what looked like a rectangle off of his back. It was, in fact, an antipersonel mine known as a Claymore. He retracted the balance stand from the bottom and set it at the bottom of the stairs, aiming it up them. With the push of a button, two beams shot forth from it and hit the walls.
The point of them were that they created a third, invisible line. When broken, the mine was tripped. And the way it was pointed, it would send its force and shrapenal at whatever was unlucky enough to trip it, through that poor bas*ard, probably through the second one, and shred the third. The force would continue, knock them down probably, and generally cause a sort of hell that would be utter confusion for a zombie.
"All right, come on." He said, shouldering his rifle once again.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 2, 2009 0:15:38 GMT -5
"No, not a wild goose chase. I knew the professor in my previous life before joining the organisation. He had a personal laptop where he kept all of his information. It would be foolish to put information like that on an open network of computers." He then reloaded his luger. "We'll still need those toys to break into his computer is my guess. If it's issued by Umbrella it probably has an amazing security encryption" He then looked at the bomb. "Are we sure that's completely nessisary? We don't want the cieling falling down over our heads." Nigel then pointed ahead. "Our largest danger lies around the next turn. There is a fallout shelter. Im sure its full of suprises."
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Mar 2, 2009 13:14:11 GMT -5
OC:Ok while you guys make those wall long posts il keep it short lol.
While the others are making strategies John sits down on one of the chairs in the room and changes his bandage. "Seems like the wound has already started healing" John takes some pain killers and a fresh bandage from the small first aid kit he brought with him. "Ok guys i dont know about you but before we do anything else we need to restock on supplies and ammo.Especialy ammo.Kendos gun shop is not far from here i will go and grab some ammo and guns.But i cant go alone with this leg of mine.So whos gona go with me?"
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