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 Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 5:58 am
 ((Thank 'Littledragon131313' for the layout))
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 7:14 pm
Father and Son (NPCs)
((Warning lots of curse words ahead))
Parked out front of the police station the car that the two men had stolen from the wal mart parking lot now seat parked both doors opened wide. The wires, which were used in starting the car, still hung down ready to be used once more. As for the father and son, they were making their way up the blood stained stone steps for the front doors of the station.
The grounds out front of the police station were that of a true blood bath. Nearly every inch was stained in slowly drying blood with bodies laying strain here and there none of which moved now but there was no lack of zombies to be seen. Most of which where dressed in the uniforms of police officers and some in common cloths. The reason behind the father and son coming to this near death trap was the thought of easily taken loot.
They had planned to take some of the riot gear and load up on as many guns and ammo as they could fit into the car and try to escape the city. However having gotten here the son had already began to grow slightly fearful of the place which he had made clear to the father who had simple told him to suck it up and stop begin a child.
Moreover, here we find the two witless wonders as the son having been bullied by his father into opening the door. (Father) ”Go on son open the damn door already.” Raising the hunting rifle to his shoulder the heavyset man brought the barrel to line up with the door so to open fire on anything that may come out. As for the son who looked very uncomfortable about having to be the one to act as the seemingly bait turned to protest to his father once more he would just sigh and inch closer to the door taking the metal bar which was the door handle in hand he would pull the door open as he quickly moved back.
Time would seem to stand still as the two waited there the son doing his best to use the door as a shield and the father ready to fire into anything that came out of the dimly light opening. A moment longer and the father lowered his rifle. (Father) “Alright boy it seems safe come in get in there.” (Son) “Are you sure? I think I can hear them breathing just inside can’t we just go try some place else or maybe we can go find that girl with the truck again.” (Father) “Yeah son lets go find that b***h with the semi and her new friend that thought he knew everything and then we can have a party. Hell no now get your a** in there before I make you go in there.”
At this, the son pulled back tightly gripping the handle of the sub machine gun, which hung at his waist before stepping around the door and into the dim light of the station. As the son entered raising the gun so to hold it with both hands looking around it was in deed dark inside as the power to the city had been cut off all the light that remained was from that which came in through the now open door and the windows.
As the door had began to close behind him now that the son was no longer keeping it open the father giving a loud sigh of displeasure would reach up catching it to keep it open. (Father) “Damn it boy hurry up and find a flash light or something.” (Son) “Yes sir.” Moving further into the station keeping the gun at the ready the son went about searching for a flash light all the time growing more nervous as the faint moans of zombies could be heard from some where in the station.
((Sorry for the foul words if need be I’ll head back through and remove them or change them. Also yeah long post is long.))
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 9:45 pm
((Don't worry about cussing. My only concern is over cussing like "You ***** of a ***** you can suck my ***** and your mother is a *****" You get the idea.))
Onyx and Slate, their heads still in a blur, heard a faint talking amongst the quiet city except for the moans and groans of zombies. Onyx turned to Slate and they stared at eachother for a second before taking off in the same direction, moving like raptors; leaning forward with their hands to their sides as they ran on the balls of their feet, their claws clicking against the cement.
Slate couldn't help but feel the natural rush of hunting prey, which was usually dulled by his curiosity for the humans. Maybe it was something that had to do with the human that injected them with something.
The two ran up to the car, Onyx hissing at the still warm hood while Slate sniffed the interior. The white monster's head shot up and out from the inside of the car, letting out a sort of quick, low, growl at Onyx before motioning his head to the police station behind them. Onyx turned his head in that direction and let out a low, almost purr-like growl. The two quietly walked up to the police station, carelessly stepping on the corpses of humans in blue that was stained with red. Onyx spotted the human at the door first, slowing his pace until he was up to the first stone step before leaping. Letting out a high pitched screech, he opened his sharp teeth and aimed to close it around the back of the mans neck, his fingertips turning to claws in the man's shoulders, while the claws on his feet dug into his lower back, tackling him to the ground.
Slate let out a second screech as he rushed in after his partner as the door to the police station closed behind him, shrouding the interior of the building in darkness as the two predator's growls faded into nothing, leaving the building empty of noises except for the sounds of the undead, the uninjured human's breathing, and possible the dying man's as well, though Onyx was sure to be quick to finish the older human off quickly so he wouldn't alert the other to Slate's whereabouts.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 10:32 am
(Father and Son)
Standing at the doorway of the police station, which his rifle resting against his shoulder the heavyset man was not paying any attention to what was happening on the streets behind him. This caused his downfall as he heard the loud screech shortly followed by pain shooting throughout his body as he was forced to the ground. The rifle he held when sliding into the police station where it cluttered loudly as it hit the floor before coming to rest. As for the old man, he now lay silent under the weight of the large black creature.
With in the station the son who had been searching for a flash light spun round to where the entrance was only to see nothing. It was now pitch black causing the young mans heart to race with panic. (Son) “Dad? Hey dad are you alright?” Staying still the son listened for his fathers answer but he got no answer least not that of a human. As he was not sure what to do the son started backing up where he bumped into a large desk, which he quickly turned on opened fire. The sounds of gunfire rang out as the main office of the police station was lit up with short bursts of light from the muzzle of the sub machine gun.
After nearly emptying the clip on the defenseless desk the son stopped his breathing heavy and filled with terror at the unknown that surrounded him as his feet, he felt something, which he turned looking down. There on the floor he could just make out the shape of a flashlight, which he quickly grabbed up in his hands letting the gun swing down where it came to rest against his hip. Quickly he pressed the rubber button on the flashlight bring it to life now.
As the light came to life casting an orb of light upon a vending machine, which had, been badly damaged from what looked from where he stood to be gunshots. Now with the flashlight in hand the young man turned shining the light towards the entrance in which he had come in from. However, he could not see the doors from where he stood as the hall, which lead in, curved to the left from where he stood.
((Alright Little you can out right kill the son or you can have a bit of fun with him and play a game of cat and mouse which Slate could learn of fear and terror from the human. However, I leave it up to you on what you want to do with him.))
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 2:24 pm
The building was quiet for a few seconds before the sounds of bone crunching and a munching sound as Onyx pressed a claw down on the mans skull and back with extreme force as he ripped a chunk from the back of the mans neck, taking part of the spinal cord with it.
The small, little, glowing red dot shifted around on Slate's head in the darkness but he kept it from the humans view. Sounds of something being driven into a wall could be heard, coming about multiple times in rapid succession. Some rubble fell from the cealing in front of the son before a small string of saliva dropped on his head from the cealing, a small hissing coming from above him as well.
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Kari Knight rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 6:42 pm
1. Room to the left
2. Room to the right (Locked need key)
3. Room at the bottom
4. Ammo room (Damaged lock requiring forced opening)
5. Evidence room (Locked need key)
6. Chiefs office
7. Jail cells
8. Stays to fight
((Seeing as the son will be over come with terror at this point I thought I would leave it to the dice to choice where he goes.))
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 6:48 pm
((I kind of thought he would have the urge to look up to see where that string of spit that landed on his head came from.))
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 6:55 pm
Hearing the sounds of something begin driven with force into the wall with quick strikes the young man shined the light to where the sounds first came from but there was nothing only holes there. They did not look like bullet holes but he was not sure what they where and the sound it was coming closer to him even as he backed up. Then there was the rubble falling right in front of him the plaster landing with a loud thud or least it was loud to him.
As he stood there gripping the flashlight tightly which shock in his hand he felt something wet and slime drip down onto his head causing tears to well up at the corners of his eyes as he would slowly raise the flashlight to where the noise had stopped which was above him.
As the orb of light came up shining upon the pale white figure, which held fast to the ceiling right above him the small hiss, would not even be heard over the loud scrawl scream, which burst from his lungs. At the very sight of this thing, the young man turned almost falling to the floor as he took of running for the door, which was behind him. He did not even stop to look at the sign upon the door as he just stood there grabbing at the badly damaged doorknob.
Grabbing the knob with one hand and the flashlight in the other he fought with the knob, which would not turn, nor would the door open as he kicked it forcefully as well as pushing and pulling. The door simple held keeping him trapped for the moment there in the room with the strange new creature. His mind screaming at him to run to hide just to do something anything to get away from what he had seen.
((God Little could you be any more cruel to this young NPC I mean your eating his father and now your playing with him. I mean really….))
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 7:31 pm
Slate dropped to the ground with a subtle thud, landing like a pale white cat on his hands and feet. He rose up to his full height and pursued the human at a slow pace. A wide, sharp-toothed grin was plastered on his face as the sniper-scope design that made up his eye stared at the back of the human's head.
Slate at his full height stood a good foot above the human. He lowered down so his head was level with the human who was struggling with the door nob and let out a purr.
((Well, I'm not known for my kindness to characters. ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 7:48 pm
As the purr came across his ears the young man stopped hitting the door and simple stood there crying and begging that the creature would leave him alone that it would just go away that it was all just a bad dream but he could feel everything and new it was real. With this the flashlight dropped from his hand where the landed with the thud and rocked back and forth before coming to rest casting half shadows from both him and Slate onto the vending machine and wall.
Coming to realize there was no were to run no where to hide the young man grabbed hold of the sub machine gun his finger pulling tightly around the trigger which caused the weapon to jerk to life and start firing off the remaining rounds. As the weapon burst forth with loud shots, the young man turned to face the creature, which was now upon him. The only thought on his mind was that of him praying that the gun would never run out of bullets and that the creature would just go away and leave him alone in the darkness.
Sadly as the barrel came right in line with the may body of Slate the gun only made a faint clicking sound as the clip was empty but the young man didn’t even hear it. His face covered with tears and snot his knees buckled and he dropped to him the gun now slipping from his grasp, as he would tilt forward to the floor.
((You know I thought about having the clip last for a moment longer just to see how you would handle having close range machine gun fire but I felt it was better this way after all he had already spent half a clip on a desk. So now its all up to you Little you can kill him or just leave me to the zombies his mind is gone at this point. ))
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 8:39 pm
The loud racket of the gun which faded into a clicking noise made Slate pause for a second and look at the human, his head tilting to the side slightly. Slate reached a hand out, his claws retracting into normal hands, and placed it on the human's shoulder, letting out a soft, nervous noise.
Onyx, who was tearing the carcas inside the hallway, lifted his head up and let out a growl, concerned at the noise of gunfire and fearing the worse.
Slate, hearing the noise his partner made, snapped back into his natural instincts, if you could call it natural. His other hand gripped the human's other shoulder, the claws returning and digging into his shoulders and drawing blood. Slate stood up to his full height and pulled the human up to his level violently, snarling as he did so. Slate opened his mouth inhumanly wide and pull his lips back to expose his sharp teeth, long tongue, breath caked with death, and a low hiss like growl. Slate tilted his head to the side and stroke. His bottom and top rows of teeth reaching to the teens ears. He rested his teeth there for a second before biting down with mighty force.
((Welcome to my imagination. =D Population: your lucky a**.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 4:26 pm
Aust sat in ArmorAlpha down the street from BPD station. His rifle sat on the passenger seat and he had one of his scoped Bull M-5's sitting on his lap. He waited to see if there was any Zombie activity. He looked like a teenager in a brand new hotrod, he was calm and unafrade. His vehicle was armored and most definatly Zombie proof. "It's almost time", he said to himself as he turned they key and the vehicle turned on.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 12:41 pm
X17, if forced into a situation where you are out numbered and out gunned, what is the proper course of action?
If the situation takes place in an urban area, mobilize towards alleys. Hug corners and suppress with blind fire. Utilize alleyways to flank and double back behind the assailants and fire only when the shot is guaranteed. Target the cranium where it meets the neck. If assailant is armored, target joints containing critical arteries. Ventilate the pelvis if possible. Use confusion to separate assailants, and double back again. If alerted assailants pursue, take cover and utilize explosives. If assailants flank, strafe to cover and target assailant with heaviest firepower.
If the situation takes place in a rural area, seek tall grass or wooded areas. Remain still and listen for movement. Fire at the region one foot below detected voice, and four feet seven inches above projected sound of footsteps. After firing, move one yard to the right and one yard back. Repeat this process. If incendiaries are available, lure assailants into dense foliage, withdraw, and ignite the central region. If central point is out of reach, ignite brush at the corners. Make sure to watch fire progression. Utilize suppressing fire and push assailants back into burning region. Corner them in the fire, targeting vulnerable knees and vital points.
In a situation where The Syndicate raises alert level to White, what is the proper course of action?
"...Isolate myself and acquire firepower. When approached by unknowns, lethal force is necessary."
"Fight for your life."
"Fight for my life..."
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He had been there for hours, draped under a thick black sheet to conceal him in the night. His rifle rested at attention just beside him, balanced in a makeshift tripod made of welded rebarb. He would have had the gun in his hands if they weren't already busy.
He glassed across the street below him, and even though it was dark the binoculars had a sense which he did not. They magnified the light of the moon and spread it over the image, providing Artemas with false illumination and the opportunity to see inside a land of shadows. Yet another reason why he was still alive, and so many others were not. A flashlight's nothing but a homing beacon if used in the city, the only light it provides ample enough to reveal the rows of rotted flesh flossed teeth eagerly charging you...
All they have to do is scratch open your skin, and their hands will push into your stomach. They'd play tug of war with your ribs before the pressure finally split your solar plexus, revealing the goldmine of organs and blood that they seek to extract.
The hair on the nape of his neck stood on end as he heard the sound of doom. A car. A goddamn car -- why would someone be so foolish? The engine alone was enough to draw attention, let alone driving. He watched two unknowns leave the car and approach the Police Department. A boy and a man -- the boy's father whether he wanted to be or not. They were poorly equipped. Most likely about to meet their dead end.
As the father went down with no resistance he knew and hate the fact that he was right. Every day another dead. Every day another joining the undead. The child reacted as any child would. Terror. Confusion. Artemas could feel his teeth grinding against one another. His fingers clenched tight to the binoculars. This was a familiar feeling. His humanity reaching out to grab him and bring him to death.
In his mind he saw a long dead child. Its brains were splayed across the floor in front of its body. He was holding the smoking gun.
It was that vision that moved him, for it sparked the regrets of a past life. By that point the child had fled into the Department. By that point Artemas was up, binoculars around his neck and his rifle in hand. Five seconds. Artemas was sliding down the fire escape leading from his rooftop post to the ground. Ten seconds. He hit the ground running, tearing out of the alley like a bat out of hell. Binoculars were back in hand. Twenty seconds.
Artemas' feet passed into the threshold of the Department. His binoculars were back at his eyes, gleaning light from every edge of the dark foyer. Thirty seconds.
Hallway. Hostile busy eating the father. By the time that Onyx would turn and see him, the binoculars' sling was twined between his supporting hand's fingers and UMBRO was level with its head. His finger pulled back on the trigger. The Syndicate coursed through every ounce of his hot blood.
At point blank range, it only took one round to end unlife. He wouldn't take that chance. Ten rounds was his choice, and they thundered from his rifle in a single second. As he opened fire his arms cranked down, countering the wild kick that was so customary with a rifle of UMBRO's power. Even then, The Syndicate had made the weapon as familiar to him as his arm.
He knew this creature's companion would hear the thunder, and it didn't phase him. The element of surprise was only needed for numbers of two or more. After this, there would be only one.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 6:35 pm
((:U Awesome post, man, but I can't let you kill Onyx off, at least not that quickly.))
Onyx bolted up as soon as he heard somebody running up the steps. He abandoned his 'meal' and clung to the wall just as a human busted into the police station and started firing off his gun. Onyx let out an ear splitting screach at the human before scaling the sealing further into the police department and the surrounding darkness. Onyx let out a loud alarming tone to Slate, who was already alert.
Slate turned his head away from his now dead prey, the human with a huge gaping hole in the middle of his head. Slate released the human's shoulders, the corpse clattering to the floor with a sickening splat as the brain fell out from the open skull, and ran to the nearest wall. He dug his claws into the wall and climbed up the wall as well to join his partner.
In the shadows the sound of a door being opened and after a moment slammed shut, the building becoming quiet except whatever noises the new human was making.
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 6:47 pm
(( burning_eyes um Bayne, That was kind of,um how should I put this, One sided? If you remember we tend to let others reply to our posts while starting to take actions, or at least ask them if you could kill the said character off before hand in a PM and wait for their reply.
Sorry if this pisses you off, but unless someone gives you permission to kill off an active character of theirs, it is going to piss people off by just running in and blazing without even counting what would happen while you were moving up let alone walking in.))
(( Shall we continue with Saito and Neon, LD ,or is it still going to be a while?))
((Sorry about that, I didn't know she already condoned it xp ))
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