Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Name: Ash
Inventory: Nothing, so far.
Health: Sort of Okay, Well rested
Location: OSHU

So far I just woke. The shot to my foot was healed, but there was a small bit of damage to the tissue, meaning if I put too much pressure if I run, I'll end up limping around, and get shot in the face, probably. I headed to Karan, "So, Karan. Have you found any barrels for any guns lying around? I'm going to need one to repair a rifle I found earlier." I asked. Hope they have. If not I'm going to be stuck with a pistol for probably the duration of the apocalypse.

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[Lugnut]

Name: Karan Sjet    Health:  Perfect     Status: Distraught
Inventory: Doctor stuff
Location: Portland Oregon
I hate to say this, but we needed the weapons those troops had. We're all short on guns and people... Ash came up to me and asked about supplies to repair his gun. We don't have extra supply, much less what he was looking for. We need more people. I hear foot steps... who the forget is that?
Name: Karan Sjet    Health:  Perfect     Status: Confused
Inventory: Doctor stuff
Location: Portland Oregon

Karan put the diary in his pocket and stepped carefully around the corner of the stairwell, looking up.

Name: Troy Rogers. Health: Toothache. Status: Lost
Inventory: Standard issue military sniper, 68 bullets
Location: Portland Oregon

I don't know where everyone went. I took a short nap, and I wake up to find half of everyone here is utterly gone. I'm looking for Karan and I find him in the farthest place from the lobby with Ash.
He tells me my crew just left about an hour ago. I would go after them, but I  don't think I would survive alone. I guess I'm stuck here...

Name: Troy Rogers Health: Toothache Status: Resigned to his fate.
Inventory: Military sniper, 68 bullets.
Location: Portland Oregon

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Name: Ash

Inventory: Dufflebag

Location: OSHU Roof

Health: Okay

I headed up to the rooftop, finding a compatible pipe-- well, I think its a pipe, for the G3. Good. I pulled out the G3 after a few, and then managed to tighten it on. I slid in the clip and roostered the G3. I headed over to the roof. The G3 was more silent than loud, apparently. I managed to set off a shot, and kill a zombie with a blast to the head. I grasped the handguard of it, and picked up my dufflebag, sliding it over my shoulder, and headed down. I found, and said 'Hey,' to Troy, and waited, not to interrupt, but there was something I had to let Karan know. I slid the G3 onto my back, using a spare strap from the dufflebag, wrapped around the stock, and a bit of the barrel. It was a loving wonder I could've found the compatible barrel.

Name: Ash

Inventory: Repaired G3 Rifle, 19 shots left for the G3.

Location: OSHU Roof

Health: Okay

[Altered]

Learn to RP and I won't kill of your character.

hahaowow
that's breaking the rules; you must first ask them if it's ok to kill them
what a hypocritical "admin"

also lol it seems like i'm admin now

HAHAHAHAH
yeah right
inactive admin =/= automaticly makes you the admin

[Watcher In The Myst]

I know it doesn't. I said that because it seems like the admin isn't doing anything and I'm contributing the most, and kind of moderating it.
aka
i have extremely long posts for a roleplay thread
i'm using completely proper grammar other then in OOC posts like this
and i'm making sure that bad RPers aren't hindering us

[Lugnut]

Karan stood up slowly, as if he were tired, realizing that no one had removed Duncans body from quarantine yet.
Down all the stairs he goes, Troy following after.
Reaching quarantine, he reaches for the door opener, but checks the Windows before entering only to find Duncan standing in the middle of the room, looking lost.

I know it doesn't. I said that because it seems like the admin isn't doing anything
Lol, there are no admins in this thread dumbass. No one can boot or ban you from the topic.

 and I'm contributing the most,
I dont think so.

and kind of moderating it.
K

aka
i have extremely long posts for a roleplay thread
So do I, I believe I have the most rp posts in this thread.

i'm using completely proper grammar other then in OOC posts like this
So do I.

and i'm making sure that bad RPers aren't hindering us
By killing them off thus removing the only active players from play.

[Watcher In The Myst]

Duncan is DEAD. He has a bullet square in his forehead. You cannot survive that.

[Lugnut]

Exactly. He's perfectly dead

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Exactly. He's perfectly dead

Let me go grab the gun.

I'll end the undead misery.

[Lugnut]

"Troy, get over there."
Karan indicates a spot where he is in line with the door and Duncan.
Karan opens the door.
With surprising speed, Duncan lunges for Karan. Karan, expecting such, jumps back when the door ppen, pulling a scalpel from his medics pack, although small, it IS still a knife.
Troy shoots Duncan in the head, causing him to collapse to the floor, truly dead.
"Ugh... This is a really bad development." Karan sighed, staring at the dead body.
"We need to move him ou-" Karan froze as noise came from the morgue above.

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Name: Ash

Status: Spooked, a bit.

Inventory: G3, 19 shots.

Location: OSHU Quarantine. (Well, near).

"stuff. This one isn't turning out well." I said, pulling the G3 off of my back. I had put my dufflebag down beside the bed I used. I flipped the mag, and sent it in, roostering back the G3. "When its coming from a morgue, in a zombie apocalypse, A load of bitches just rose."

[BobSevenSevens]

Name: Bob   Health: Fine    Status: Looking around
Inventory:.44 Magnum w/speed reloader with 6/50 shells, 3 knives, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, first-aid kit, Binoculars, boat key
Location: Flying over I-87, on the way to Ausable, NY

Finally, we've made it to Ausable. I tell the pilot to go to Birch Lake, the lake where I have a cabin. Suddemly, a red light goes on on the pilot's console.

"Crap, we're almost out of gas," the pilot says. "I'm going to have to land."

We land about 5 miles from Birch Lake. As we start walking, the pilot grabs some extra rations from the chopper, gives them to us, and draws his M9. We start walking to Birch Lake.

Note: Since we're in a low-population area, there aren't that many zombies.

Name: Bob   Health: Fine    Status: Walking, Fine
Inventory:.44 Magnum w/speed reloader with 6/50 shells, 3 knives, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, first-aid kit, Binoculars, boat key, rations
Location: 5 Miles from Birch Lake, Upstate NY

[Pupsikeks]

Name: Josh Uston
Health: 46 (Bleeding, hungry, thirsty, exhausted
Status: Lying on the ground between some wreckage of a helicopter
Inventory: Empty bottle (0,5 l), sunglasses, keys for our house, 6.50$
Location: Berlin, near the Reichstag

Two weeks it was just fine, and then the pilot mutaded into a zombie.
I sat up and looked around.
Nobody was alive except a zombie who was eating something.
Carefully I looked for something to drink, or a medi-kit.
Suddenly I heard a loud noise out of a smashed building to the side of the street. A man jumped out of a broken window, a shotgun in his hand and two infected behind him.
He tried to reach a car right in front of him, but the zombies overwhelmed him.
I could hear him scream until the zombies silenced him.

Quickly I looked around for shelter, and I decided to hide in a truck, which was relatively intact.

Name: Josh Uston
Health: 45 (Bleeding, hungry, thirsty, exhausted
Status: Hiding in a broken truck to avoid zombie hordes
Inventory: Empty bottle (0,5 l), sunglasses, keys for our house, 6.50$,
Location: A broken truck in Berlin.

Let's imagine characters all over the world...

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Name: Ash

Inventory: G3, 20 shots.

Location: OSHU

Status: About to loving say 'Bollocks'.

I kept a look down the hall. Limp.. limp.. moan.. stuff. So apparently zombies did rise in the morgue. I fired off several rounds, taking it down. Another few came to the sound of gunshots. I continued to fire, picking them off with working at my accuracy, aiming for the head and or chest. "Bollocks! I'm out!" I said, out of ammo. I pulled out the metal rod, which was yet normally always on my back. I smashed down a zombie's skull. That'd have to be the last.

Name: Ash

Inventory: G3, 0 shots.

Location: OSHU

Status: Just said bollocks.

[Fireboy]

Name: Alex
Health: Scrapes and cuts from plants.
Status: Relaxed
Inventory: Knife
Location: Helicopter with Bob and Jason

According to Bob, we were to head to his cabin at Birch Lake. But the helicopter ran out of gas 5 miles away. We grab some stuff and start walking. Three miles later I decide to talk.

"Sure is quiet huh?" Alex says trying to break the silence.

"Yeah, I love it here and there isn't much people so there shouldn't be that many zombies." Bob says.

Suddenly, a rustle comes from a bush
"Wait, do you hear that?" Jason whispers.

"Must be a rabbit." Alex says.

"Why not try to get it?" Bob replies.

I sneak over to the bush, and stand still. Suddenly I see movement and stab the bush with my knife. I hit something. It was a large rabbit. I ran back happily with it in my hand, because I didn't have a bag.

"Sweet! Now we can save our food!." Bob says.

"Looks like you'll have to carry it..." Jason chuckles.

"Aw, stuff..." Alex says as he and the other two begin to walk the remaining two miles.

Name: Alex
Health: Scrapes and cuts from plants and bush. Not major.
Status: Walking to cabin
Inventory: Knife, rations, rabbit
Location: 2 miles from Birch Lake.