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 Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:24 pm
Jack was shocked at the familiar voice he heard. "Well, well, the crazy a** b*****d who's killing the immune" Jack said. SUddenly, he felt a sharp pain his his leg, a familiar one that he had "enjoyed" many times before. "You son of a b***h" He fell to his knees, his left leg bleeding. "I see you've found weapons... you seem to forget I have some!" HE quickl;y spun around firing a shot the man with his revolver.
((You get do decided whether it hits or misses. Anyway, what is that kicking back thing?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:25 pm
( It's my own little side role play. You guys can make them too :3 You SHOULD. )
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:29 pm
 Morgan;
The Mean, Little Bounty Hunter
Unfortunately, Morgan didn't return the smile. She simply stared with her usual, blank look. Dark eyes scanned the dead infected before searching the downed man.
"Are you hurt badly?" she questioned, with only the faintest of southern accents, "Can you see clearly? Can you move?" She waved a hand before his face, "Can you even hear me?"
One, thin brow rose. She straightened up, weight shifting onto one hip. Her hand set on her hip, a perfect picture of punky attitude.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:33 pm
 (( Seems like a great idea to me! :'D ))
She nodded hastily, not needing any more convincing to retreat from the pitiful scene. Though his words made her eyes widen and her head jerk to stare up at him questioningly.
"Talk to them...?"
Was it possible? With everything she learned, the line between human and infected blurred. Were they monsters? Or were they lepers? And what did that make her, the carrier in limbo?
Upon hearing a snarl behind her, she leapt towards the door, cursing herself for turning her back on an infected in the first place. Her heart was pounding as if in her throat, but she thought she heard a gunshot before she reached the door.
"What was that...?!"
Should she stop to see what was going on? Her instincts were screaming at her to run, and frankly, she had never been the bravest girl in the world...
She continued out the door, cursing her own uselessness for the second time in just a few minutes. Today was clearly not her day.
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Saffron the Scientist Crew
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-x Assassin Keet x- Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:44 pm
((I don't think the boy would live with anymore bullet holes in him xD))
Ralph grin widened. So he was remebered by this little group now was he? How sweet. Not that it changed anything at all. They would still all die by his hands. When the man fell down, ralph knew immediatly the next action would be to draw a weapon. It was instinct. And so, he had begun to throw himself out of teh way of danger as soon as his thought was registered. Though the shot did graze his cheek ever so slightly.
"Dang boy, you nicked my pretty face!" He yelled as he rolled himself behind some shelves. Picking himself up he began running toward the counter. These goddam people were getting on his nerves. Why were they so bloody lucky ever time he tried to kill one of them. He slid to the counter, hiding behind it. Bringing his pistol up to his cheek he rose up slowly, peering over the top of the counter edge. "Now, you're just delayin' the inevitable now. Stop playin' and let me end this charade you got goin', send ya on in peace." He said. As he searched the shelves with his pistol for any sign of the man that had managed to prevent his downfall once again. And leave a pretty mark to boot.
 -=Nel=-
Nel watched with a cold stare, still growling as she watched the survivors turn and walk away. She did take note of the fact that the young man had mentioned someone to 'talk to' them. She frowned. Could it possibly be that other Hunter she had met briefly right after she had found Sable? It was highly unlikely in her eyes.
She flinched when she heard gunshot from somewhere near the back. Crouching low over Sable she scanned around, trying in vain to see where it was coming from. It was no use, there were too many shelves blocking her vision. Though, her eyes had caught what seemed to be a janitors closet a little bit from them. It would have to do. If there were guns being wielded and Sable was still so badly hurt, there was no chance she was just going to sit there and hope he just walked casually by. That kind of luck didn't work twice.
She lowered Sable down again a second before she slipped one arm back underneath his head and the other under his knees. Nel heaved with all her little strength and lifted him. She wavered there, feeling the strain on her left arm re-open the earlier gashes the dog had made. It hurt but she ignored it. Taking slow step after slow step toward the little closet.
By the time she had reached it only a few minutes had passed, though it seemed like a month to Nel. She lay Sable down, using dusters and cloths for a pillow and shut the door. Her eyes worked better in the dark anyway. Her brow was covered in sweat and she wavered. Looking at her arm, she saw it had begun to bleed again. No matter, a quick rest and all would be better. She slumped down the wall beside Sable and passed out within seconds.
((Hope its alright to move him. If not just say and I'll edit that :3 And I don't know why my post keeps going wierd. The text should be all one size :S
Edit! Fixed it! I understand now :3 Thank thee.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:50 pm
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Dante Miro
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"Stop talking, and we have no problem." ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Dante's smile faded when the woman didn't return the smile, and he felt some tension in the air before she asked him anything. The tension was mostly from him, seeing that she wasn't very friendly at all. Just as he was about to question her, himself, she started asking him questions, one after one. He watched her until she stepped back, and then prepared his retort.
Dante spoke, with somewhat of a French accent he picked up from living in France for so long. "First off, than you for helping me miss. Now to answer your questions. Let's see..." Dante lifted his arms up and dropped them back down, then stood up, shakily at first, but he caught himself from falling. "As you and I could see, I am not too hurt. My vision is coming back from the blurry mess it was, and seeing that I answered your questions, I can in fact hear you." This girl had an attitude, and Dante was fine with it, but just found that she was somewhat full of herself. She seemed okay though, especially since she just helped him, although she would be hard to get used to. At least she didn't talk too much though. ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Inventory: First Aid Kit, Father's Hunting Rifle, Food, Ammo, Axe"But of course, you will keep talking (Ellis)..."
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Kill it dead Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:08 pm
  ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Keith was somewhat confused when all the infected around him and Harper were suddenly dead. Took him a moment to realize Nick had done it. He glanced over his shoulder with a grin, as if that was enough to thank him. So are we goin?" he asked rather dumbly.
"Uhm....what about the Hunters inside? One looks messed up pretty bad and the other seems upset." Harper pointed out. Nobody seemed to realize what was wrong. But Harper seemed to know. He couldn't very well do anything about it though. He was stuck in a rusty shopping cart with a screwed up lower half. "I think its a male and female. The male is hurt badly beyond what simple bandaging can do. And they don't seem hostile."
Nick listened to all that Harper was saying in silence. His expression seemed blank, seeming like he didn't really care. However, he turned and headed back into the shop, slinging his shotgun over his shoulder as he did. Once inside, he pushed the female Hunter aside a little, not caring what she was currently trying to do. He pulled the small pack of health items he had managed to scrounge up from his back, turning to the wounded Hunter. Ah hell, he couldn't do it. He didn't have an ounce of caring in him for those infected things. He left the pack on the floor and stood, heading toward the door. "Ellis! Get over here, I need you for a sec."
Sable only groaned a little. Trying to open his eyes and see who was speaking. But even though he managed that, he had to blink a few times to bring them to focus. He wondered if he was dying. It felt like it.[ooc; thought i should let you know, Kill, your checker things in your post should be shortened a little]
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:16 pm
((Was that a she didn't manage to move him then Hunter?))
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-x Assassin Keet x- Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:20 pm
Lily wondered where everyone went, having spaced out again. She finally came back, finding herself completely alone. "H-Hello?"She managed to squeak out, obviously frightened by her spacing out. "Okay, calm down...."She started looking around, finding a trail of footprints, trying to follow them. "Where did they all go...they left me here?..."She wondered, obviously puzzled. "Maybe they thought I was fine back here..." She found herself getting more and more lost, unable to find any more foot prints as she looked around.
She sighed, stopping and trying to find her bearings again, spotting some sort of store, hearing several shots, growling and more noise from inside. It was some distance away, probably the amount of several city blocks, but she ran for it, her long legs taking her to the entrance quickly enough. She made sure she was silent as she approached, trying to take count of how many people were around.
((HEY, SORRY FOR THE GENERALITIES, I'm back, can someone PM me with whats going on please? I'm a little bit lost. Also if you killed Lily or JIMMEH off, please tell me now(I don't think you did, I read everything, but like I said I'm a little bit lost and out of it). ouo So how is everyone?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:24 pm
[ooc; not sure what you mean Kita...an sorry for the ooc in thread Peace]
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:45 pm
((Alright, thoguht now I have a walking problem))
Jack pulled the drill up in his unarmed hand. "Remember, I promised I would make your face look better" He took a breath, quickly, and then yelled "Hey Ellis, that jack a** who tried to scalp you is back!" He then started pointing his gun around.
((Sorry, distracted and short of words. Anyway, if we do ever kill that one guy, can I do it with the drill?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 7:33 pm
Morgan;
The Mean, Little Bounty Hunter
She was quiet as he spoke, simply nodding along as she observed. It wasn't so much that she was a b***h, though that was also a factor, she was severely wary. And looking tough tended to help her cause.
Then again, he seemed like a nice guy.
"Don't worry about it," she offered instead of the traditional 'You're welcome.' She fished around her messenger bag for a cold pack, snapping it like a glow stick so that chemicals would react and it would began to cool.
"This should help soreness," she said, offering it out to him and motioning to what she assumed was a sore area on him.
With that, she shifted the rifle strap on her shoulder and began to back up. She glanced back behind her to make sure she wouldn't walk into anything, before looking ahead again.
"Be more careful next time," she offered, turning around on the heel of her shoe.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 7:41 pm
Ellis;
The Childish Mechanic
Ellis looked up, slightly confused as he heard his name from two directions. In just an instant, the Hunter couple was the last thing on his mind. He started off in the general direction of the voices, noticing something along the way.
The Uzi sat in the middle of the road, not seeming to be attached to anyone like the AK-47 had been. Still, he was careful as he scooped it up, checking it for ammunition before starting to head towards Nick and Jack.
He glanced back to see if Elf was coming, but didn't go back to try and further coax her.
Nick was the first one he came across. "What's up?" he questioned, seeming to be hurried. Who knew what Jack was into, maybe another Smoker with that guy's luck. And Nick didn't seem to be in a dire situation.
"I'll be right back," he said after a pause, finally putting two and two together with Jack's words. So the crazy guy was back. Jack probably needed help, then.
"Comin', man," he called, readying the Uzi for the crazy son-a-b***h. At the very thought of him, his arm felt sore.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 7:51 pm
Meanwhile, Curtis was busy chopping skulls with his ax. The common infected around him dropped like flies. He thought he heard his name being used, but dismissed it as madness and continued chopping away. Curtis even chopped the bodies long after they were dead. The Hunter took out all his rage on them, the virus only heightening his movements. He couldn't stop, wouldn't stop! If he kept going like this, he'd chop somebody sane up or become a target for a sniper!
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