Zombie Survival; Nowhere to hide...

[Sonicfangirl11]

Name: Mark Vendek      Health: Cut on left shoulder      Status: Worried

Inventory: Desert Eagle (32/128 rounds), butcher knife, flare

Location: NYC, near Empire State Building

I run past some crashed and burning cars on Fifth Avenue as the State Building begins to crumble behind me. My jacket gets caught on a car door and I rip the jacket off, brushing my cut. I draw a breath as a sharp, strong pain travels up my arm.
I look back at the building as see zombies pouring out of it. I fire a few rounds from my Desert Eagle at them. Suddenly, the top of the Empire State Building creaks and snaps off. I watch as the tip falls 102 stories, then hits the ground, squashing several zombies.
The others climb over the wreckage and continue pursuing me. I run faster until I reach a small helipad, complete with helicopter. The side is slightly squashed, but I get in and hide in the back. I wait, Desert Eagle aimed at the doorway, as I hear a clattering of feet outside. My heart speeds up and becomes almost as loud as the State Building crumbling nearby. Sweat beads on my forehead.
I wait for what was either several minutes or hours. Then I slowly move into the roosterpit and look outside. Half the Empire state building is lying over the ground in areas, and deep footprints indicate that the horde of zombies ran off somewhere west. I wipe the sweat off my forehead, get out of the chopper and run off towards the State Building.

I don't know how a desert eagle can have 32 shots in one clip.
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[Lugnut]

Lordfeline, you made it indoors fyi.
I will write an official journal entry from Karans pov tomorrow, approximately after about ten hours in-rp have passed.

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Lugnut, you know senseless PMs are senseless.

I'm not allowed to reply, because I was disabled for PMing.

1: I shall survive.

2: I do have skype.

[Shortcut]

Military uses hydrogen bomb, boom. all dead.

[Lugnut]

Military uses hydrogen bomb, boom. all dead.

I see you like to take shortcuts.

[Altered]

I don't know how a desert eagle can have 32 shots in one clip.

Custom magazine

[Sonicfangirl11]

Custom magazine

I hope you don't mean extended when you say custom. Because that would STILL be unrealistic. (Then again, this entire thing is unrealistic)

[Altered]

I hope you don't mean extended when you say custom. Because that would STILL be unrealistic.

I mean extended and other than looking funny I'm sure it'd work

(Then again, this entire thing is unrealistic)

lol, this is all perfectly plausable

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Military uses hydrogen bomb, boom. all dead.

You be hatin'.

So we be undoin' your actions.

[Altered]

You be hatin'.

So we be undoin' your actions.

Hey friend
Stop acting like you're an admin.
You can't do anything to other players.

Now I'm going to undo your actions :)

[LeeroyBlockhead]

Hey friend
Stop acting like you're an admin.
You can't do anything to other players.

Now I'm going to undo your actions :)

Actually, he just loving dropped a HYDROGEN BOMB on everyone.

Someone has to take charge and undo that action. Its not like I'm
being the admin. I'm only trying to make sure this RP keeps going.

[Lugnut]

Alternately
We could do business as usual

[Shadowed999]

And you could ignore him like a regular person.

[BobSevenSevens]

Name: Bob   Health: Alright    Status: Driving
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums w/speed reloader with 6/120 shells, 2 knives, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, first-aid kit, Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 4 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Driving to Fort Ticonderoga, NY

I let Flemming take over driving. I go to look at our new recruit, the girl. She looks OK, except for her bleeding wounds, which I patch up using half of my medkit. I wait for her to wake up as Flemming announces, "Alright, 5 minutes to Ft. Ticonderoga."

Suddenly, I see a store that looks non-ransacked. I tell Flemming to stop the car, and go inside.

It turns out that looters have turned the place into a store. I see guns, food, knives, and weapons on the wall.

"What do you want?" One of the looters says.

"A medkit." I reply. "I'll trade you my knife." I hold up my knife.

"Alright, it's a deal," he says, handing me a big medkit. I look inside and note that it's one of those "field surgery" medkits that has a stuffload of stuff inside. I stick the rest of my small medkit inside it, hop back in the car, and we continue driving.


Name: Bob   Health: Alright    Status: Sitting in car
Inventory: Dual .44 Magnums w/speed reloader with 6/120 shells, a knife, Katana sword, Backpack, hand-crank radio/flashlight, Big medkit (11 uses left), Binoculars, rations, radio transmitter stuff, 4 Twinkies, crop seeds
Location: Driving to Fort Ticonderoga, NY

[PowerDag]

Name: "Silence"
Health: ???
Status: ???
Inventory: Halberd?
Location: Driving to OSHU
A motorcycle drives through the streets at a seemingly impossible speed.
The figure driving it, the very same seen at Birch Lake, heads toward OSHU.

Someone at the door of the compound struggles to get in using what looks like coffee.
Strange.
This man would later refer to him as "Silence".

Silence pulls up to the OSHU compound and unmounts his motorcycle.

???: Who're you?
Silence: I'm not ready to reveal that yet. Just call me "Silence" in the meantime.
Willy: Hi. I'm Willy.
Silence: Hello, William.
Willy: I'm trying to get inside this hospital.
Silence: Well, you aren't going to do it that way.

Silence holds his hand up to a scanner. It accepts his fingerprint scan and the door opens.

Willy: Uhh...okay. That's kind of strange.
Silence: Some of my friends used to work here. One of them coded my fingerprints in.
Willy: It sounds so coincidental.
Silence: Yeah, but I'm always the kind of guy that seems to have everything at the right time.
Willy: That's just creepy.

Both go inside.