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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Wed Apr 30, 2008 7:09 am

From being nervous and a bit scared, Sam got right out frightend, he froze for a second when he heard what everyone heard.

Run..Run...run... was all that shot through his head until he heard Roger's voice, making him snap out of it.

"Al...alright!" was all he could get out as he dashed after them, just following behind Roger, no idea where they were going. He held the shotgun in his hands as if it was his last life line.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Tue May 27, 2008 9:32 pm

Jeremy took the shotgun from the ninja kid and kicked open the doors to the hospital, trudging in and looking around at what looked like a warzone. He kept moving, he needed to find someone still alive, someone...anyone.

He wasn't even sure he saw it, maybe it was a trick of the eye, but he could have sworn he just saw someone dash across the hall in front of him. He took off, not even waiting for the other two. He turned the hall and saw the person vanish behind the stairwell door.

Someone...alive...

He rushed to the door, swinging it open and running inside and up the steps, glancing upwards, hearing the footsteps and trying to catch a glimpse of his quarry. The man got out on the third floor, Jeremy rushed to the door and swung it open and stared at the hall, dead silent. He walked cautiously forward, completely alert. He heard it, up ahead and to his right, the soft click of the door. He rushed to it, it was a medical supply closet and tried the handle.

Locked...damnit.

"Open the door! Damnit! You have till the count of three!" He shouted weakly. He got no response. "1....2....3!" He rose the shotgun in his good arm and aimed at the lock, pulling the trigger and blasting a hole in the door. He swung it open to see the man cowering in the far end.

"I need...your...help." Jeremy started, stepping forward. "I'm not one of them, don't worry."

"What...what do you want?" The man stammered nervously. Jeremy pointed to his shoulder and the man saw the wound. He got up and slowly stepped forward, his doctorly instincts kicking in.

"Thats...a tear in the Deltiod and Subscapularis! How did you-"

"Lets just say one of my friends got carried away with a grenade and I had a run in with some shrapnel." Jeremy started to sway again.

"You lost a lot of blood... come with me, you need help right now." The man stepped around Jeremy and started to pull him off through the hall.

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Raymond stayed behind the pillar, peeking out slowly to see it was a lady, and she looked to be pretty normal. He debated with himself for a moment before stepping out from behind the pillar and shadows and calling out to her.

"Hey! Are you....normal?" He called to her.
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Jack A T wrote:

Sweet.

So, as the TRUE Jack A T, not some meager poseur who needs a period in his name, I claim dominance of the battlefield.

Ahem.

"BLARG BLARG BLARG IMMUNE I KILLZ UR FACES BLARG BLARG."

Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Wed May 28, 2008 12:11 pm

Laura glared at Vincent. "Fine. Then tell me exactly how you plan on getting us out of this mess. Because looking at you, I have to say that I have little faith in your ability to mindlessly kill these...diseased people for hours and hours on end. And how do we know it's only here?" she asked, throwing her hands up. "What if it's the world that's been infected? Are we paying you to build us a fucking spaceship?"

Turning to Nathan, she asked, "Why did you hire him? What good could he possibly do?"

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Derica's eyes widened as she saw the approaching horde. Oh fuck, what now? All she could thing to do was to follow Mikhail and Olga out the back. She had never been particularly good with running, but it was something she was just going to have to improve on.

Taking the gun in her hand, she aimed back at the horde and pulled the trigger. She nearly screamed when she saw it hit them in the stomach. Its stomach acid would likely kill it within a half hour. She tried to shoot more, butf ound that she was somewhat squeamish about shooting (even if it was vital to survival) and kept her focus on running.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Thu May 29, 2008 9:37 pm

It was daylight, around 8 o'clock or so, and Madyson and Joshua were going to be late for another interview--an interview that they were dreading. This would be the dullest interview that they've done thus far. They were headed down to the subway in New Hope to meet with the subway's chief advisor, but they only had forty five minutes to the interview and it usually took an hour. Weirdly enough, they decided to take the subway down to New Hope, thinking that they would save time that way.

“Maddy, you've got everything? Bag, camera, water, walkie talkies--”

“Yeah yeah, smartass. Why did I end up having to carry everything?”

“Because I have all these questions lined up for our victim, Mr. Raymond Fakhiyyad...” Joshua said, while peering down at his notes.

“Did you really have to write over 200 questions?” she asked irritably. “This isn't a real major assignment.”

“Well, you know what our boss says, 'Treat every story like it's your last.'”

“Screw that shit. This interview won't even hit the top pages...” and with that, Madyson pouted and leaned up against the seat. Joshua just grinned at her, grabbed his pen which hid behind his ear, and started writing a list of things to do on his notepad.

An hour passed, and time seemed to stand still. The lights suddenly shut down in the subway and they were pulled to a stop. An announcement went over the intercom saying that there had been a power outage in the system, and that everyone would have to get out of the subway to use another source of transportation.

Madyson borrowed a flashlight from another passenger for a brief moment to check out where they were on the map, and as it turns out they were right near the exit to New Hope. After handing the flashlight back, they all heard some weird noises coming from the other end of the hall, in the direction they were headed.

“The hell is that?” Joshua exclaimed, finally putting his notes away. They both shuddered as the noises got louder. Then they heard some screams—it didn't help that there was hardly any light. That, and Madyson gave their only other source of light away.

“This doesn't look good...” Madyson said, pulling on Joshua's arm. “We should get out of here.”

“Right. This looks bad.” They both started to head in the opposite direction, when all of the sudden something bit into Joshua's arm.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:12 pm

After Joshua pushed himself off the creature, Madyson grabbed Joshua's other hand and tried to race out of the subway station, but more of the zombies were on the other side. Without a second thought, the brown haired beauty took out her camera and started taking pictures of the zombies in the light. "This is worse than the damn holocaust."

"Hey, someone's bleeding here, Maddy," said Joshua.

"Oh yeah, you. Do you even think we're going to make it anyhow? Stop your whining."

And that's when they saw the chief adviser calling out to them, the one man that they had traveled here for.

"Yeah, we're normal, and no we definitely don't need your help right now! We're fine and dandy out here on our own," said Madyson.

"Yeah yeah, right after we take care of this little problem with a measly camera--"

"Excuse me? Measly?"

"--a red notebook, and a gun with ten rounds in it--" Joshua said as he grabbed a gun out of his jacket with his stronger hand. "--we'll start on the interview, alright?" And with that, he shot a bullet in one of the infected's foreheads.

((Sorry about posting twice, just trying to get this place active again.))
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Tue Jun 03, 2008 1:32 pm

(...what? Nevr have you even posted a char sheet?)
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Jack A T wrote:

Sweet.

So, as the TRUE Jack A T, not some meager poseur who needs a period in his name, I claim dominance of the battlefield.

Ahem.

"BLARG BLARG BLARG IMMUNE I KILLZ UR FACES BLARG BLARG."

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((Oh shi-We were supposed to? Damn, I thought this was like the other Outbreak RP I was in.

Deleting...))

Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Wed Jun 04, 2008 12:53 pm

Vincent was a little thrown back by the attitude of that woman, he had faced a lot of loud mouthed, brash assholes in the war, but never a woman like that, still, as before, her attitude did not made Vince lose his cool, she was obviously upset and had a good point, however, she was the very same reason he was now intrigued and interested in staying with that family, had it been another person he would have just simply turned away, even with that lab guy's offer.

"I'm afraid i am not skilled enough to do such feat miss Pierpoint, but one thing i can offer you is this... escape, escape from this place to a temporary safety outside the city at least, if it's true the whole world is infected then we are all fucked anyway, but if not... i assure you, with me you have more of a chance of living longer than beaing alone with two kids... and a untrained man..."

Vince stared at Nathan for a bit with an expressionless face, then faced the hot tempered woman again; "But whatever you decide i suggest you do it quickly, if you noticed those things are quite fast and were just a few squares away the last time i saw them..."
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Wed Jun 04, 2008 3:35 pm

((Can't remember where I was going with this, originally, but oh well. TIME FOR IMPROVISION!))

Mikhail was practically dragging Olga behind him, years of running from bullets had made him damn good at getting anywhere fast. He'd likely have yanked her arm out of socket if she hadn't of yelled in pain. He quickly stopped to see what was wrong, trying to speak quickly, knowing they couldn't hold still for long.

"What is it? We have to go, Olga!" He said anxiously.

"You're hurting me..." She responded timidly.

Mikhail frowned and sighed heavily.

"We have to go." He repeated, calmly.

The young woman looked up at him and forced a smile, but it was quickly removed by the horrible screams of the things that closed in on them. Mikhail pulled an AK47 out of his coat and turned to face the attackers.

"Keep running, all of you, get to the end of the road and wait for me there!" He shouted, beginning to unload round after round on the oncoming horde.
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The Demon King Age : 21 Joined : 14 Nov 2007 Posts : 258

Roger noticed when Derica took a shot at one of the infected. He didn't look back to see if she hit something, though from the look on her face it seemed she did. Call it whatever you want, but he tried to help her. Say something that might make fighting these things easier.

"If it helps . . . remember this. They aren't human anymore. And if you just can't shoot them, well, I'll . . . er . . . protect you."

It was kind of difficult to say that. Saying he'd protect her gave of one of those knight in shining armor vibes and he wasn't even sure if he could protect Derica. Or even if he'd choose to. His biggest concern was his own safety. Even if he had a soft spot for women, if it came down to her life or his would he sacrifice her? He'd already considered the idea of using someone as a meet shield when he met Sam. It's not like he knew the woman.

Roger was extremely reluctant to let Mikhail do what hewas about to do. The guy could die and clearly he was a heavy hitter pulling out an AK like that. Keeping Mikhail alive would definitely be in the groups favor. Of course as far as Roger knew, he was the only person other than Mikhail who had experience shooting. This made him feel important to the survival of the rest of the group. He honestly couldn't say if such a responsibility was a good thing or a bad thing. He just ran to the end of the road, using a wrecked car as a kind of cover. As he waited he kept his eyes peeled for any other groups of infected. Hopefully Mikhail wouldn't be one of them when he showed up. If he showed up.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Fri Jun 06, 2008 2:32 am

Sam kept running as fast as he could, not really noticing much of the others, not when the woman had turned to shoot the infected or even when the other guy pulled out a AK47, not really hearing what the man said.

He was almost filled with panic, just thinking to go forward, until he actually noticed Roger taking cover behind a wrecked car, almost throwing himself behind it as well, Sam tried to calm down, the adrenalin was kicking through his body.

Please don't let them know where we are...please I don't want to die... was the thoughts that over and over again repeated in his head.
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Fri Jun 06, 2008 8:21 pm

Derica's head turned to the one man, Roger (she was fairly sure that was his name...) at what he had just said. He'll...protect me? The sweetness of the gesture left a light dusting of color along her cheeks, but she simply nodded. If the man knew how to shoot, then that was going to be great.

Mikhail and Olga were already running ahead. Mikhail had just pulled out a rather nasty looking gun, so Derica just pulled Roger out of the way of it as she let her own gun fall into her purse, forgotten for the time being. "Don't get shot," she panted as they ran. "Stay out of Mikhail's line of fire. He's not going to spare you if you get in his way."

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Laura took a deep breath to try and relax herself. Maybe it was just the situation that was getting her stressed. OF COURSE IT'S THE FUCKING SITUATION THAT'S GETTING YOU STRESSED, IT'S SOMETHING OUT OF A FUCKING HORROR MOVIE! She tookk another reeeally deep breath. Not like she could even be mad at Nate. He was just doing what he thought wuld protect their family the most. And it was one of the reasons she still loved him.

"Okay," she exhaled. "Alright, you can stay. I'm Laura," she said, extending her hand. "How much are we gonna have to pay you for this, then?"
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Subject: Re: Outbreak ((Open RP)) Fri Jun 06, 2008 9:27 pm

Olga was reluctant to leave Mikhail, but she knew it was best to just get the hell out of there.

There was no arguing with Ярость.

She ran with the others ducking behind the same car as another man. She frantically looked about, making sure no more of them were near. She felt her heart race, and she could feel the coolness of her tears as they ran down her face.

She hadn't even realized she was crying.

((Meanwhile.))

It was appearant this was a losing battle, there were just too damn many of them. By the time he'd gotten through his second clip, there were just too many on him. Mikhail dropped the rifle and reached into his coat, pulling out a vicious looking knife, and charging right into the crowd.
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The Demon King Age : 21 Joined : 14 Nov 2007 Posts : 258

"Even after I made him laugh? Heh, and here I thought I made a friend."

When the others reached the same car as Roger, he let out a brief sigh of relief. They weren't being instantly swarmed so Mikhail was successful in distracting them. Giving them a brief moment of rest. Now they had to wait and see if he survived. During this wait, he noticed Olga was crying. This was infinitely more awkward than him saying he'd protect Derica. What the hell was he supposed to say to help now? If he let her stay sad only bad things could happen.

"Your friend. He looked like a tough bastard. I doubt he'll go down easy. Focus on surviving, miss. If he wants anything, I'm sure it's for you to get out alive. No matter what, make sure you don't let him down."

Now in all honesty, he didn't think what he said sounded good. Giving inspirational talks weren't his forte. Maybe it'd strengthen her resolve. Maybe it'd just piss her off. But for now he was gonna focus on survival. Now he was going to try his hand at giving orders.

"Sam, I need you to watch the rear like in the mansion. Make sure nothing hits us from behind. Ladies, I'm gonna recommend you help Sam watch the rear. If you're confident in your ability to shoot, then you can help me. But only if you're good. I doubt our friend would appreciate it if we ended up shooting him instead of a pursuing abomination. I have ammo in my duffel bag. Should be plenty for all of us. And remember, these things aren't human anymore. Injuries don't stop them. Try your best to hit the heart or the brain. It'll drop them the fastest and the less ammo you have to use the better."

Positioning himself to cover Mikhail should he come running down the street alive and well, Roger menally chuckled. Something he considered saying, though decided not to because he doubted the'd find it as funny as he would. Saying something like if they screw up he'll shoot them himself.
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