Left 4 Dead RPG Chapter II: Exodus

[TatersAndTots]

(( Chapter two begins now! For anyone new, read below. For people who were in the last one, skip and post your characters. Make sure to upgrade their stats (primarily the inventory) in light of their recent adventures.

Some important Rping rules:

1) No god modding. You can't have your character come uninjured through a fight with a dozen zombies only using a .22 pistol.

2) No killing other players without their consent. Example: "We were being extracted when I got bored and kicked Jim out of the helicopter, then threw a pipe bomb down after him. His guts exploded all over me." Wrong.

3) PLEASE use realism. You can't just walk into a grocery store and just happen to find a missile launcher. Find stuff where you would find it in reality.

4) You are allowed to use makeshift weapons. For instance, instead of finding a missile launcher, say you made a few molotov cocktails, or a magnesium flaregun.

6) You can hold only 5 weapons.
1 melee
2 support (pistol or sub-machine gun)
1 primary (rifle, shotgun, machine gun, crossbow, bow, assault rifle, etc)
1 makeshift weapon (bottle rocket missile launcher, knife tied to pole, etc)
1 pair of knives (trench spike, hunting knife, butcher knife, shruikan, etc)
extra supplies (medkits, pain pills, ammunition)
or a set of grenades (pipe bombs, molotovs, military pineapple grenade).


BTW This uses the Left 4 Dead zombies. This is a good description of them:

"
The Infected

The Infected are Left 4 Dead's foe of the Survivors, and they are partly inspired by the infected from the 2002 film 28 Days Later. The Infected, as opposed to the slow, shuffling types associated with Night of the Living Dead or Half-Life, are fast and agile, creating quite a formidable foe. They will however go down with a well-placed gunshot, meaning they can be dealt with easily on their own, but in great numbers are difficult to handle. In addition, there are five mutated Infected who have their own special mutant abilities and are more powerful than the regular Infected.

The Boomer is a hugely obese Infected that can projectile vomit at The Survivors, blinding them and attracting swarms of nearby Infected to them. Boomers blow up when they die, spraying nearby Survivors with blood that also attracts the Infected. The Hunter is an agile Infected who can climb walls and jump over rooftops, similar to 28 Days Later Infected and Half-Life 2's Fast Zombie. Crouching for some time gives the Hunter access to a powerful pounce attack that pins a Survivor down until the Hunter is knocked off. The Smoker has a long, whip-like tongue that can strangle Survivors and drag them away from their team mates, similar to Half-Life's Barnacle, or Resident Evil's Licker. When in danger, it can leave a haze of black smoke, distorting the Survivors' vision. The Tank, a huge, muscular but noisy Infected, is capable of throwing large items - such as cars - or blocks of concrete. The Tank can take a large amount of damage before dying, but when played by a human player it must keep on the move not to become vulnerable. The Witch is the only mutant Infected that cannot be played by human players and does not appear in the game's easiest difficulty mode. They are normally passive and can be avoided by careful players, but flashlight beams, physical contact, and gunfire in their vicinity rouses them. Witches can strike a Survivor down in one hit and can take a large amount of damage. "


Other note: The infection has been going for abour 4 days, so plan accordingly. Do not start your story right when the infection starts. You can do a flashback, but dont actually START there. Otherwise, have fun.))

[TatersAndTots]

Name: Joseph Greegan

Age: 17

Height/Weight: 5'9"/160 lbs

Bio: Living in southern New Jersey at the time of the outbreak. Lives with his father and stepmother. Is very intelligent and loves to make people laugh. Has somehow avoided being a nerd and his liked by everyone. Doesn't have a girlfriend, but has his eye on a few girls.

Skills:

Intelligent
He knows many things almost randomly. He knows a lot about biology, and how to make smoke-bombs. He knows mathemeatics up to high-level algebra, and how often a can of SPAM is opened. Etc...

Good Vision
He has immesly acute night vision. He can see things in little to no darkness with ease.

Good hand-eye coordination
He is an avid gamer. He has very good hand-eye coordination as a result.

Emotionally detached
He had a horrible life up until he moved in with his dad. He came out of poverty and abuse emotionally detached. He doesn't seem to care when things get bad, and keeps a level head. He is the guy you want in a crisis. He also has problems showing his emotions, he usually hides them under his crazy/happy outside. He would have no problem throwing a child to the zombies if his group would benefit from it.

NEW

Survivor
A few days of learning about and fighting the infected have given Joe acute knowledge of the infected. He has questioned those around him as well, learning about the types he did not encounter. He has created ways of avoiding or killing all the types from what he knows.

Tough...er
The fight has given Joe the knowledge of what true pain and exhaustion feels like. The simple act of thinking "Well, this doesn't hurt as much as that one time..." has made Joe resistent to low grade pain and fatigue compared to when he was sitting in his hotel.

Equipment:
m14 rifle, iron sights; clips
m9 pistol 2x, ammunition
food/water
flak vest/ camo clothing
pistol belt 2x
combat knife 2x; knife sheath 2x

((Just post your characters please. I will tell you all when the story can start))

[thest3alth]

((I don't see the point of posting that all again, so I'll just say what's new:

Equipment:

M9 pistol
Mac10 SMG
Sawn off shotgun
Holster
Sharing supplies with a small group


Skills:

Resilient
After seeing the mess of the first infected crowd charging towards Michael, he is now able to identify how scary they are, and be prepared to face them again. He has also learned to aim for the head.



((Also, this chapter on my behalf will be more action packed, as the first one for me was just getting there. Also, guys PLEASE don't forget this is a zombie survival. Think how their screams and them running towards you will make you feel, they won't just be a badass and pull out an axe to go close range, and decapitate them. Think about their feelings and fears.

Also, please, no new RP'ers come into our group, our group is too big already, perhaps we can have two stories that meet up to each other in a new location, but at the moment I would like C2 to be two or three separate storylines.))

[Suitepee]

"Domin": (age- unknown)

Not much is known about the mysterious character known as "Domin" (which it prefers to be called),not even its gender or race.

A 7 foot giant of a human always cloaked in full black attire from black shoes to black hat,even the face is hidden by a Muslim-style shawl.
Domin doesn't know how to use guns and other such weapons,but is strangely enough the master of a gleaming red katana sword that Domin always keeps at hand.
Domin seems to have the natural ability of sneaking (or somehow getting) past hordes of zombies to then suddenly appear in another safehouse later. Nobody who has ever come into contact with Domin knows how it manages to do this,but nobody denies Domin's skills with the katana sword either.

Domin tends to survive alone,but is dependant on others for healing having no other items than the katana sword. A reliable enough survivor ally,but a most mysterious one you would not find if you searched a 1000 safehouses amidst this zombie-infected city.

Domin will tend to separate from you in-between safe locations,only then to appear in your next location. Domin however will not backstab you,but Domin mostly survives alone. Domin however seems to keep hanging around your particular party for some unknown reason; perhaps it trusts you in some way.

Domin speaks English. It's believed the katana sword is possibly his only remaining personal possession. Domin seems fairly emotionally detached to everything except the katana sword. Domin may or may not be somewhat insane.

Inventory:

1x katana sword. (and that's it)

Special abilities:

Master of the katana sword.
Seemingly can disappear (not magically) amidst a crowd of zombies,then re-appear later in your safehouse unharmed.
Keeps a calm head above the whole situation.

(P.S. Feel free to create an explaination as to how Domin gets past the zombie hordes unharmed!)

[Valic]

((You should probably give a summary of where we are in the story.))

Name: Jeff Selikson
Age: 26
Height: 5'11''
Occupation: Geographer

Bio: Born and Raised in Austin, TX, Jeff had a fulfilling childhood. Jeff started traveling the world at age 21 because of his curiosity of the Earth. His only live relative is his cousin, Dj, who traveled the world with him. Besides Dj, Jeff never had many companions due to his constant traveling, so he had always been a person who tended to keep to himself.

Skills:
-Knows how to use a rifle
-Pretty agile, he used to run track in High School
-Knows the land, after being a Geographer for 5 years, he's learned how to survive.(Includes minor medical experience)

Current Equipment:
-Barrett M82A1 Sniper Rifle
-Sharpened Metal Pole
-4 1/2" Hunting Knife
-Map of Manhattan

After Chapter One:

Jeff has learned after going a few days through this Hell that you must always stick with other survivors. Alone you are dead, together you can survive. He also decided that even if these Infected used to be living people such as himself, they are not anymore. Whatever trace of humanity that was inside them has left their bodies, now they are no more Human then a pile of bones.

[gurinthedark]

Name: Jason Vangrove

Age: 28

Height/Weight: 6"2/164Lbs

Bio: From Canada, in New York to meet a friend. He is a very athletic person and was in the police force for 5 years until he was fired for injuring a suspect in rage. He has a very bad temper but can control himself if he isn't threated or tempted. He always wields a pistol as he knows how dangerous the streets can get from previous experience.

Skills:

Climbing
Jason is a very good climber, he is able to push himself onto rooftops as long as he has a good grip.

Runner
Jason had to train very hard when becoming a cop, one of the things he had to be good at was chasing suspects on foot and running very fast.

Shooting and Aim

Jason enjoys the thrill of shooting, even if he isnt aiming at anyone. He went though tons of Target practice and prefers aim over power since every bullet counts.

Equipment:

Assault Rifle

[jdog667jkt]

((old stuff))
Name: David Jones
Age: 19
Height/Weight: 5'7" 166 lbs
Occupation: College dropout.

Bio: Lives in New York City, Upper East Side with his mom and his step-dad, Jason. His birth dad was killed when he was a baby during the first gulf war and he's never fully grown towards his step-father. During the first week of the infection it turns out that both he and his step-father are immune to the disease while his mom succumbed to the virus.

Skills
-Incredible agility. David used to be an aspiring gymnast before an accident in which he severly hurt his shoulder.

-Strength: due to his gymnastic background, David has lots of upper body strength and can easily support himself.

((new stuff))

Equipment:
-M16 rifle, 8 extra clips of ammo in a bandolier
-M1911 pistol, only 3 extra clips
-Golf club fashioned into a spear
-Is in an APC with a mounted machine gun

End of chapter 1:
David was in an APC with a bunch of other survivors kicking some zombie ass with a mounted machine gun

David has only had limited experience with the zombie's and doesn't know as much as the other's about their tendencies and the different types other than the giant one's ((tanks)) and the one's who can shoot out with their tongues ((don't know the name))

[Carnifex]

Name: William Findle
Age: 20
Height/Weight: 6"2/176Lbs
Occupation: Biochemist

Bio: William is born and raised in Richmond, Virginia, messing around with chemicals at a very young age. Burnt the left side of his face while doing experiments with acid.
He has always shown forms of highly intellectual skills, especially in chemistry.

Skills:

Creative
William is a very creative person, he can make all kinds of stuff like weapons and chemical substances.

Intelligent
Very intelligent, can come up with alot of ideas fast to get out of many situations.

Fearless
William has suffered severe trauma from the face burn, because of that, he no longer fears pain or death. This also gives him the ability to survive under extreme circumstances.

Equipment:
- Hunting Knife.
- 9mm Pistol with 1 clip.
- 2 Molotov Cocktails.

[Sunaj]

Name: Gerald Vryce
Occupation: Homeless
Height 5' 9"
Weight 170lbs
Age: 35
Appearance: Unshaven Dark hair Green eyes and dirty ((I stink))
Training:
High School Football star
Former Marine Gunsmith ((Makes/repairs small arms etc))
Network Engineer
Thief/bum


2 FN 5.7 (Pre homeless days) (http://www.remtek.com/arms/fn/57/index.htm)
1 M16a3 (Gotten off adead body)
1 Walking Stick
1 Old Steak knife
extra supplies (Webgear off of the same body I got the gun) 2 canteens 6 mag's compass flashlight guys wallet and his body armor) ( I abandon my shopping cart)

Updated:
Supplies, Ammo, explosives all gathered at the military way point. All stored in the stryker for the team.

1 Katana (Broken from use and duc taped back to usable)

Bio:

After a Drunk driver wrecks his life, Family and career Gerald turns to the streets and is in misery only his devotion and faith to God keeps him from putting a bullet in his own head. Even homeless he still looks after others and never hesitates in protecting someone. After years on the streeets he has turned into a rather crafty thief out of neccecity. While his own life is a shell he will do what he must to protect others. He was only average shot but exceled in hand to hand combat in the USMC. His true talents lie in being able to trouble shoot small arms set trap and navagate terrain. On the high tech end. If it has a wire and is on the net he owns it.

[TatersAndTots]

Place: Central Pennsylvania

Date: Zday +8

Specific place: Middle of nowhere road

The small convoy is camped in a small field surrounded by forests. The highway they were following is next to the field. The vehicles are arranged in a circles, with the ramps facing inwards. The group gets ready rest for the night. All the soldiers are within the circle. Most are making small fires and chatting, others are on top of the vehivles, acting as sentries. The sentries all have thermal/nightvision goggles, giving them a furturistic look.

((Start nao plz))

[Prox]

I'm going to rez my character. I stopped posting after he entered the big church building off somewhere after surviving a crash with a Tank that killed all his buddies and the Tank.

Name: Michael Sutherland (Mike, or Corporal Sutherland)

Age: 24

Height/Weight: 6'/184 Ibs

Bio: Corporal in the Canadian Forces, returned to America with American forces from overseas but was held there when the riots started. Growing up in Alberta, Canada Michael enlisted in the army when he was 19. Planning on marrying his girlfriend when he returned from war but lost contact when the outbreaks started. Brown hair and sharp hazel eyes mark him as hansom even though his face is hard as stone.

Skills:

Strength/Toughness
Going through hard military training and 4 years of battle field experience makes Michael into an iron tough and physically powerful man.

Marksman
Being a first class marksman in the Canadian Forces Michael is a dead eye with any weapon. He was recommended for sniper training but turned it down because he wanted to get up close and personal. Can operate and maintain any fire arm.

Leadership
Being a Corporal in an army Michael has basic to more than average leadership skills.

Basic Mechanics
Growing up in Alberta, Canada Michael spent his early life working on the rigs with his uncle and learning to fix up the family truck. Can hot wire a vehicle or operate heavy machinery.

Hand to hand combat
Trained to use his combat knife and his fists as deadly a weapons as a fire arm.

Basic First aid
Can perform CPR, apply morphine and bandage a wound.

Equipment: C7A1 Assault Rifle, Browning 9-MM Pistol, 2 C13 Grenades, Canadian Forces Combats, Flak Jacket, Broken Combat Radio, Combat Knife and Shoulder Flash Light. And 1 ammo pouch along with most of his combat pockets filled with clips.

[Valic]

Jeff was awakened by the sudden stop of the vehicle, he jerked up and grabbed his rifle as he thought they may be under attack, but from behind him a soldier set his hand on Jeff's shoulder. "Don't worry, we're stopping to rest for the night." the military soldier explained to him. With that Jeff stepped out of the armored car to see separate groups of survivors and soldiers alike chatting to each other, some have created fires for warmth.

Jeff tried to spot the group of survivors that he had come to know, but he came to no avail. He decided to head to the officers tent in some hopes to figure out where we were headed. When he reached the tent Jeff was greeted by a tall, African-American man. "Hello, my name is Lieutenant Aaron Theard, what can I do for you?". Jeff was a little startled by the officers tone, but he chose to ignore it. "My name is Jeffrey Selikson sir, I just wanted to have an idea on where we are headed.... sir". The tall man looked down to Jeff as if he were studying the survivor. "You will know soon enough, no go and get some rest, you'll need it." Knowing that Jeff wouldn't get anymore out of the man he did what Lieutenant had said, he went to rest.

[Carnifex]

William is sitting at a small campfire he got going, all alone. trying to forget about what happened the last few days. He thinks about his family. Shivers go down his spine when he realizes everyone he knows has passed away, or has gone missing.

William looks over at the armored cars and sees someone stepping out of one of the vehicles that just pulled up. From the looks of it, he is firmly holding some sort of rifle. "Damn it, we have to do something !", William shouts. No one really seems to be responding.

William decides to clean up his handgun and sharpen his knife. They might come in handy.
He grabs his backpack and carefully grabs the gun, knife, and a piece of cloth. He still has two of his strongest Molotov Cocktails with him. He grins when he looks at the campfire, and winks at his precious bottles.
After cleaning up, William feels exhausted, so he lays down and rests his eyes for a bit, still thinking about his friends and family.

[Huron]

Name: Adam Smith

Age: 16

Ht/Weight:6'1 180lbs

Bio: Raised in Illinois, moved to NY 4 months ago because of Dad's job. Was the star running back at his high school back in IL. Knows how to handle a pistol.

Skills:
Speed-
playing running back since the age of 10 has made Adam into one quick little bastard.

Team Work-
Playing on a football team for 6 years has made Adam into a good team leader and a good follower.

Shooting a Pistol-
Everytime Adam would visit his uncle's house in the county they would shoot his uncle's guns making him very accurate with pistols

Equipment-
Glock and M4 Rifle,

[Kuantek]

Name: Kal Broch
Age: 23
Height: 6'1''
Occupation: Graphic Designer / Programmer

Bio: Kal was born in Sacramento, CA. He was brought up to be athletic, but a geek. He played soccer since he was five and loved to free run with his pals in high school, and as such, has muscular legs, and a good amount of endurance. He owned a computer since he was 9, and constantly upgraded it himself to keep with the current technology ever since. The computer he constantly added too, and over the years has become somewhat of a mainframe for his life. He has several custom-built laptops that are constantly connected to it, and he leaves it on at all times. Growing up, his best friends were in Boy Scouts, and all three managed to become Eagle Scouts. As much as he flamed them for it, they brought him along to their camp-outs and activities. He is an incredible shot with a sniper rifle, for someone with no formal training, but barely decent with anything else. He has had a constant relationship with his girlfriend since they were both 16, but after the outbreak has lost contact with her. His main priorities are keeping his mainframe up, using a generator, and finding Tina.

Skills:
-Fair shot with Sniper Rifles
-High endurance due to soccer
-Able to maneuver moderate obstacles with ease
-Is able to access his mainframe... sometimes. (Conditions aren't what they used to be. Connection and power are not always guaranteed)

Current Equipment:
-Modified Ruger 10/22 Sniper Rifle
-Kitchen Knife
-Picture of Tina
-Custom Laptop

[Kuantek]

((sorry for the double post, but since I have time I want to get my bio and intro into the story done, and i wanted them seperate...))

"Hey, what is so funny?" Kal was asked, as he was crackin up laughing while lounging back, looking at his laptop.
"Sorry..." he said, wiping a tear from his eye, and suppressing a chuckle,"Harold and Kumar is hilarious."
"Well keep it down, others are trying to sleep." The soldier said as he went back to his bunk in the shelter. Grudgingly, Kal severed his connection to Consequence, and in doing so, lost the connection to the movie.

Kal was very tired of staying in shelters. He would much have preferred to stay in Sacramento, near to his baby, his computer, "Consequence". He hated the crappy networks he had to traverse to get a connection back to it. But alas, he had to get to New York. As far as he knew, she was there. And that's where it started. If he was gonna find her, he had to get there.

[TatersAndTots]

Joe rests with his rifle on his chest. He lounges in front of a fire with John and Erin. Erin sleeps against Joe. They had gotten close over the past five days. Joe has a blissful smile on his face as John does what he always does: He talks to other soldiers. People are milling around, but Joe doesn't care. Right now, nothing is trying to kill him, no one is dying, no one is fleeing widly firing weapons.

Joe concentrates on checking the backs of his eyelids in a world that is as close to heaven as it gets.

[Sunaj]

Before bedding down. Vryce checks all of thier little groups weapons and makes sure that all his clips are loaded and easy to access. He also takes the time to pdo routine maintiance on th Stryker's M2 reloading and cleaning it. He then eats and falls asleep .

[Sunaj]

(( I didn't start this thread so please excuse me if I am out of line. But when did this become City of Hero's? Did any of our super hero's read any of the last post before dawning their cape's? I can only speak for my self but don't you guys think that you are a little out of place for this story?)) :bang:

[thest3alth]

((Yes, it's spam.))

The group of them had gotten away from that group of horrifying, subhuman, undead crowd, and Michael had started that thing in the eyes as it ran towards him, determined to kill him, no matter what. These things had had their logic ripped away from them when they had lost their real life, and Michael now knew how to blot them out. The rest of the military had pulled out of the tunnel, and they were all in the van. They were in the hands of the army now, and were following them deeper into the city. Overhead towered the already dirty skyscrapers, as they remained not dead, but dorment structures. A giant without a soul. A car without a driver. A dog without an owner. They were simply husks of what was once a great civilisation. Michael silently prayed there was still a country free of infection. He tilted his head back, and entered another light sleep. He knew these occasions would be rare, so he took advantage of it.

[Valic]

Jeff's head suddenly jerked up, he had fallen asleep on top of a APC while assuming the position of a sentry. There was a noise far into the darkness of the night, a terrifying noise. It sounded like a scream. Jeff didn't know what exactly made the noise, but it sounded human. He switched on the nightvision and peered through the rifles scope. At first it looked to be a deserted highway, but then he found the source of the noise. It was a young woman, probably in her mid teens, running frantically. She was running from a group of Infected.

Jeff panicked, what could he do? If he alerted everybody it would just cause even more of the bastards to charge over here, and there was probably very many more. He could explain it to them and quietly they could rescue her, but there was just no time. He looked through the scope and saw her trip and twist her ankle, she was limping now. There was only one option, he had to go rescue her, and quickly. Jeff leaped off of the APC and sprinted into her direction. "I shouldn't be doing this", he thought to himself, but he couldn't resist. She reminded him of her, the woman he once loved.

[Kuantek]

Kal decided a long time ago that his life was very valuable. He was a very important person, and he would see to it that he would live to see another day. As such, his favorite position in a battle was surrounded by lots of people with better skills using a weapon than himself. That isn't to say he doesn't hold his own; his shots rarely miss their mark, yet remarkably few get a killing blow.

The group of stragglers he found himself with today was quite disappointing. Several of them were holding small arms, only one a larger caliber than Kal's own 22. So far, the day seemed easy-going. The party was a ways past the city of Wichita. He had never really been good with the lay of the land, so they could easily have been in Missouri and he wouldn't have known it.

So far, the only infected seen were through scopes and binoculars heading in directions that weren't towards them. And surprisingly few at that. Kal wasn't complacent though, everyone knew the days that looked good, by far turned to the worst.

[TatersAndTots]

(( I didn't start this thread so please excuse me if I am out of line. But when did this become City of Hero's? Did any of our super hero's read any of the last post before dawning their cape's? I can only speak for my self but don't you guys think that you are a little out of place for this story?)) :bang:

(( i kinda agree guys. I know that this is a hero-type story, with above-average people with above average intelligence, endurance, mechanical skill... but we are not gods. We are human. I dont wanna see a geopgrapher with a 50-cal sniper rifle.

http://www.cooleremail.net/users/cheric/RetailEmails_041807$Barrels_xArea_2_Imag e.jpg <=== will break your arm without training. Too many skills make this rp turn into a god-mode killing spree. PLease try to use more realism!

just copy n paste the url cause it doesnt wanna become a link...))

[Kuantek]

(( i kinda agree guys. I know that this is a hero-type story, with above-average people with above average intelligence, endurance, mechanical skill... but we are not gods. We are human. I dont wanna see a geopgrapher with a 50-cal sniper rifle.

http://www.cooleremail.net/users/cheric/RetailEmails_041807$Barrels_xArea_2_Imag e.jpg <=== will break your arm without training. Too many skills make this rp turn into a god-mode killing spree. PLease try to use more realism!

just copy n paste the url cause it doesnt wanna become a link...))

((I'm not sure what you guys expect, so if mine seems a little too out there, just let me know. Though it should be pretty realistic, as I basically made it directly after myself. I <3 my ruger. :) ))

[thest3alth]

((I'm not sure what you guys expect, so if mine seems a little too out there, just let me know. Though it should be pretty realistic, as I basically made it directly after myself. I <3 my ruger. :) ))

((You kinda didn't introduce you and your team very well. How many? Names? Location? It would be ideal to say now so that it's not confusing later on. Also, I would like to know why you got there, how and what each person is best at.

Maybe I nitpick too much... =/))

[Kuantek]

((You kinda didn't introduce you and your team very well. How many? Names? Location? It would be ideal to say now so that it's not confusing later on. Also, I would like to know why you got there, how and what each person is best at.

Maybe I nitpick too much... =/))

((The people don't matter. They are just there. I am just making my way to the East Coast traveling with whoever happens to be there simply so as not to be alone. That was the implication.))

[Sunaj]

Vryce hears someone moving around on the top of the Stryker in a hurried manner. He grabs his gear in anticipation of action.

Upon getting out sid ehe sees Jeff coming down from the top. "What up Jeff? Whats going on?"

[Carnifex]

William suddenly awakes, "I must have fallen asleep", he moans. He awakened because he thought he heared a loud scream.
He sees someone getting out of one of the cars, talking to someone up top. The man on top seems to be looking at the highway, through his scoped rifle.

William grabs his 9mm pistol, one of the molotovs and a lighter from his backpack and starts running towards the armored car. "What was that !? Are they coming !?", he shouts.

[thest3alth]

Michael was awoken by a sudden brake and Chester.
"Looks like something is going on." Michael sat up. "Someone just came out the APC." Without realising, Michael slid open the door of the van, he left a second for his surroundings to set in. It was an icy night. A sudden sound jerked his attention to his right. A scream, a few shots, and more, screams, this time zombie screams.
"Someone's in trouble!" Chester shouted.
"Wake up!" Russell nudged everyone. People jumped out of the van.

"I can't see squat.", Emily stated the obvious.
"Keith, use your scope.", Keith's scope had night vision on it. He was using a PSG1.
"Infected, lots of them, running after a woman."

[StingDJ9]

Name: Dan Perry
Age: 17
Height: 6'4 Weight: 170 lbs
Occupation: High School Student

Bio:
Dan was born in NY and was the nice guy who liked everyone. He had lots of friends and no real enemies. He loves soccer, loves school, and loves videogames. He knows a thing or two about guns, but his closest experience with a gun was with a paintball gun. Dan was on his way home from soccer practice when God knows what happened. He is just regaining consciousness and he can't seem to remember much.

Skills:
Fit - Dan is in great shape due to soccer.
Smart- Those straight A's and the History Channel pay off...
Independent - Knows how to do things and knows where to get things. Can keep his cool.

Equipment:
-Cleats
-Soccer bag (contains bottled water x 3 and clothes)

(sorry for comin into the story so late, but this looks like fun..i'll make my guy fit :P)

[StingDJ9]

((and sorry for the double post ><))

Dan jerked his head up, his eyes blurry and stinging. He winced at the sharp pain in the top of his head. His head was matted with stale blood, and his temples throbbed with pain. Dan just realized that he was sitting in his car and had somehow managed to go off the road and land in a sea of bushes that seemed to cloak his car. His throat was like sandpaper, so he took out a water bottle and downed it instantly.

It was dark outside and unsettlingly silent. Dan tried to start the car, but in vain, since the engine was destroyed. He remembered...a thing...had appeared in front of his car, and he swerved to avoid it. But he also remembered that thunk of flesh on metal as he hit whatever it was. His thoughts were interrupted by a piercing scream...a woman's scream, followed by gunshots, and then the scariest sound he ever heard...but he knew not what made that noise.

Dan unbuckled his seatbelt, took his bag, and got out of the car. Whatever he hit wasn't there anymore. He had no idea where he was, and against all his better instincts, started walking towards the gunfire.

[TatersAndTots]

"Joe! Get up!" John said. He gives Joe a friendly kick in the ribs for good measure. "*snort* WHA! who wha where... I'm up! I'm up! What's goin on?" Joe yells out. He notices Erin is gone. At the same time, he notices why he got kicked. Joe has an m1014 shotgun with a grip on the front. Joe's eyes widen and he grabs his m14, not further modified with a flashlight from his bag, convieniently duct-taped to his barrel. He flicks it on and removes the safeties to all his weapons. All around the camp, distant screams can be heard. The Strykers are being driven closer to make a shield for everyone. Everyone is armed and readying for the attack.

"Wait... why the hell aren't we leaving?!" Joe says as he follows John, who is running in the direction of one stretch of the highway. He sees Erin line up with a soldier and one of the other survivors, this one a Chinese man, looks about late-thirties, with an Uzi. She smiles to him as he goes by. John leads him to one of the Humvees. Joe get in and two Humvees speed off towards the highway. Finally John chooses to answer Joe. "One of the sentries saw a woman out there getting chased. A few of of our group ran off, were gonna help em."

((http://www.gamerstats.de/cmsquad1statsintern/html/cod4_m1014-grip.jpg <=== m1014))

[Sunaj]

"Lets go Jeff you two run" Vryce yells as Jeff scoops the injured girl into his arms. Vryce lays cover fire dropping several of the pursuing beast. Vryce hears commotion at the camp and several vehicles starting. "Thank God!!" he yells "Head to the hummer Jeff!!!" While running he is steady firing but 2 of the beast are closing fast. Since Vryce knows he is weak with a rifle he releases it . (not dropping due to the sling) And pulls out one of the few memories from when life mattered to him. He draws both of his 5.7 pistols. Immediately stopping and dropping the closes zombies only to have another lunge at him from the side. It knocks him down.

[Valic]

Some luck had come to Jeff, it seems that some people heard him get off of the APC and went to see what was up, that meant he didn't have to take them on alone. Surly if he did he would have perished. Vryce was right behind him, he made a good companion. We came in and released hell on the mob of infected. The woman who was obviously in complete shock stood there udderly confused. Vryce, who was obviously the faster runner, ran in and shot at the oncoming infected. Jeff put three rounds into the mob and dropped two of them. Then something jammed, his gun started to heat up and it wouldn't fire. His gun had jammed. "Come here!" Jeff yelled to the girl as he grabbed her arm to help her run.

"Shit! Vryce, help me out here!" Jeff then threw down his Sniper rifle and pulled pulled out the metal pole that was strapped to his back. He turned and bashed the nearest creature's face inward, then went back to the girl and ran like hell. He heard Vryce yell at him, something about heading to the hummer. But then something caught his eye, it was a man coming from the opposite direction. "Over Here!" Jeff yelled at the man.

((Edited))

[Sunaj]

((LOL Valic and I were posting at the same time guys...It happens)))


((I have submited to have the post fixed. You can only edit for 30 minutes after posting))

((This is our change to it))



Vryce and Jeff get to the girl and unleash hell on the beast. After dropping several of them the two men each switch to pistols and take the woman's arms over thier heads and carry her toward the approaching hummer. Dropping severl more infected along the way.

[StingDJ9]

Dan was running now, from what, he didn't know, but he just kept running. The road finally met up with a larger highway and he saw what looked like a military camp further down the road. However, he turned around and saw two armed men carrying a woman and firing behind them at creatures he could not see.

"Over Here!" one of the men called to him. Dan was about 20 yards away and started sprinting towards them to try and help out.

"What the hell is going....." Dan's sentence was cut short as he was tackled to the ground by some...Thing. The Thing had a tongue that was easily taller than Dan. He was pinned down as he looked up at the beast. The scent of putrid flesh filled his nose. This is it, Dan thought...

[Carnifex]

William runs towards the two men shooting their way through the monsters. In the back he sees a young man getting trapped by one of them.
He clips off the safety on his pistol and starts shooting at the beast.
After unloading his clip, the beast seems to be severely damaged by the pistol fire, but does not seem to be reacting at all.
"Shit!" He yells. "I need some help over here! I'm out of ammo!"

William decides it's time to light his molotov. He carefully lits the cloth sticking out with his lighter and throws the molotov at the zombies heading their way. A huge sea of fire appears and lights the surroundings. The zombies shriek and scream as they burn.

[Kuantek]

((C-C-C-Combo Breaker, and just for reference, something like the ruger i'm using:
Rifle (http://www.scottp.net/wp-content/images/Ruger-10-22-1.jpg), bolt action, 12 round clip))

It was just before sundown when the little group Kal was with started looking for a defensible place to stay for the night. They were in a small town that had no name as far as Kal was concerned, as there was no sign for him to read. The largest building seemed to be the shell of some kind of factory; it had obviously been burned. They decided that would be the safest place due to the high roof that they told Kal to ascend.

Just as Kal's luck would have it, there used to be a ladder. He had to settle for not being on the roof, but instead positioned himself on what used to be a high indoor catwalk. Now it was a high outdoor catwalk that ended in a tangle of metal about 10 feet from where he sat. Looking through his scope, he got about 30 degrees into a sweep when he saw them coming. "Ahh sh-"

[Valic]

Jeff felt an intense heat splash across his backside, and then he smelled the most sinister odor he had ever smelled. It was the smell of burning flesh. He turned to see a flaming mess of bodies, some of which were still alive. Jeff saw the newest addition to survivors escape the inferno, that was good news. The more survivors, the better chance for survival. That's when Jeff noticed something moving on the highway above, it was a dark figure that looked as if it was wearing a dark, hooded jacket.

Since the hood was on, Jeff guessed it may have been a survivor. "Vryce, keep running to safety. I'll be right back" Jeff told to his companion. With that Jeff headed toward the highway edge and looked for the person. There he was, Jeff had spotted him leaning over the edge. "Hey! Head north until you see a convoy of soldiers. It's safe there." But as he yelled this to the hooded figure, he noticed something was astray. The shadowed man stared into his eyes and Jeff immediately knew what was wrong. That was no survivor, it was a-

Jeff got no further, before he knew it the hooded creature was on top of him.

((Hint Hint (http://left4dead411.com/infected/hunter/)))

[StingDJ9]

The Thing on top of Dan was now thoroughly burned, and it managed to protect him from the worst of the flames. He pushed it off of him and grabbed his bag. He had to give that man with the Molotov a hug...but that had to wait. Dan rolled to his feet and brushed at his singed skin. He noticed one of the men near the girl yelling at something above him. Dan looked up and saw a man..or was it a Thing? in a black hooded sweatshirt. He remembered that sweatshirt...whatever he hit with his car was wearing that sweatshirt. "Oh shit..." Dan grunted.

The hooded creature exploded off the highway and tackled the man, immobilizing him. Dan sprinted at the creature, scared as hell, and leapt off the ground in a dropkick. He planted his cleats into the side of the creature, knocking him off of the man. "KILL THIS FUCKER!" Dan screamed in a frenzy of fear and adrenaline.

[Huron]

Adam jerks awake and reaches for his M4 as he hears gunshots and screams. He rubs his eyes and asks a guy next to him "Hey whats going on?." "A sentry saw a group of infected chasing a woman, and some people went to go help." the man says. Adam sees two people he recognizes as Joe and John running for a humvee, obviously on there way to help. Adam quickly jumps and sprints after them. They reach the humvee a little before him and start to drive away. Adam yells "Hey wait for me! The humvee comes to a stop and Adam is helped on by Joe. "Thanks, now lets go kill some of those bitches." and smiles at the two men.

[Sunaj]

After reaching the hummer. Vryce helps the lady in. The yells to John. "Go that way Jeff is there and I think 2 or 3 more." He then jumps out and runs in the direct ion Jeff went because he see him and the guy he was going to help fighting.

Vryce was in a full sprint. The moon was bright and the lights from the hummer were on the figures. He was able to see Jeff. And something fighting. Jeff was rolling to keep from being bitten so shooting the creature was not an option. Vryce let out a howl which started both of them. When they froze he took the butt of the rifle and planted it with all the force he had into the temple of the thing.

The momentium carried him and now body of the creature on towards the road. Vryce was so focused on saving his fried that he didnt notice he was falling. And pavement was not forgiving him.

When his head hit the pavement ...............................

[thest3alth]

Michael looked to the left in shock, as two men tried to attack several creatures in close range. One was managing to roll around stopping it from biting him, but the other one was pushed back by one and fell onto the concrete. Michael ran as fast as he could towards them, primarily the one fallen over. They had dropped down from the highway above, and more were in sight to the right, but the rest of his group seemed to be dealing with them. Michael was in shooting distance now, but he didn't want to injure the man further.

When he got there, he wondered for a second what to do, but then he saw the Hunter go for a bite, and Michael caved his face in, from the temple. It had already taken a hit from there earlier. It rolled off in a mixture of confusion, anger and hunger. It stumbled as it tried to get up and fell back even further. Michael then pulled out his sawn off shotgun from his sling and pointed.
"Hey!" Michael got it's attention. It was about to leap. Michael pulled the trigger, and it was instantly down, a shot to the face.

Now there was the other one. Michael didn't notice the man shouting for help. He ran towards him with a smile - a little evil - on his face, but then several other hunters dropped down in front of him, 5 footsteps away.

[Carnifex]

William knows he is in trouble now, he has no more ammo left in his pistol, and his other molotov is back at the camp. He tries to stay close to the others, but he can't do anything without a weapon.
"I will be right back!"
William starts running as fast as he can, while avoiding the monsters, back to the camp.

He runs past the car that had pulled up. "Is everyone alright?"

[TatersAndTots]

"Shit man! The infected are comin from all sides! We gotta get outta here!" Joe replies. He draws his m14 and fires into the crowd as he runs fowards to help in the mosh pit forming ahead. The one soldier in the car with him following, lighting up the horde with an m16. Joe makes it to a clear area,near the front and near the forest when he hears a roar. One of anger and frustration. He looks towards the forest in time to see the soldier fly toward him as the trees beside him explode. Three tree trunk are smashed. The Tank gomes out and sees Joe. Joe goes bug-eyed and starts shooting. He hits it a few times but it makes it to Joe with a welcoming swing for Joe's head. Joe ducks and dives to its left, towards the oncoming horde. He sees something important; the dead soldier has a pineapple grenade on his vest! Joe grabs it just as the chest of the corpse crumbles under an over-head smash by the Tank. Joe is dimly aware of others shooting at the Tank, but it wont die before it kills him. How the hell can I use this without getting blown up?! Joe thinks in that kind of time-slowing-down awareness you get went it is life or death. He smiles and draws a knife as he scrambles upwards, backpedaling another swipe. He then ducks another head-level swing. Seeing his chance, he sticks the blade between the bar and the actually "pineapple" of the grenade. He jams the knife in the side if the Tank, which holds the grenade to the Tank. The Tank nearly smashes Joe's hand as he pulls the pin on the grenade. Joe smiles before he is hit by the Tank full-on and rolls down into a ditch. He doesn't here the explosion. Fragements pulp the Tank's side as well as a large group of infected on the exposed side of the grenade.

Joe sits dumbfounded until he can see clearly again and he scurries along the ditch towards the camp.

[Valic]

This was way too much commotion, at least half of the city's infected population had to have heard all of this. And now they're on their way here. He should have just let the girl die, all Jeff had really done was lengthen the truth. That they were all going to die. With that his fears had come to reality, while getting up from being attacked by that hooded infected Jeff saw what haunted his dreams. A Tank emerged from the forest. At first Jeff was in shock at the size of that monster, the only other time he had seen such a beast was on the 2nt day of the infection. And then it had almost killed him.

Jeff snapped back into reality, he looked over to see Vryce face-forward on the concrete in a pool of blood. He was pretty badly wounded, but not dead... yet. He had to get to him to a medic before he bleed to death. Jeff started to run toward Vryce when he heard an explosion behind him, it was the tank's torso bursting open. That was good, another one of those bastards was dead. Jeff then ran to Vryce and tried to see if he could wake him, "Vryce, wake up! We've got to move." Jeff stood there for a second awaiting an answer...

[StingDJ9]

Dan got to his feet after the hooded Thing had been dealt with. He saw the man it had attacked had gotten up as well and seemed to be unharmed. The man was looking at his fallen comrade and called out "Vryce, wake up! We've got to move."
The fallen man, Vryce his name seemed to be, was clearly in no state to respond, but his friend seemed to be staring at Vryce in a state of extreme hope, wanting for Vryce to be O.K.

Dan gripped the standing man and said with urgency, "He's in bad shape. Let's lift him up and get him out of here. I'm Dan. Which way is your camp my friend?"

[Valic]

Jeff heard the newcomer come over, "He's in bad shape. Let's lift him up and get him out of here. I'm Dan. Which way is your camp my friend?" The man explained. Jeff eyed him for a second, searching for bite marks. He didn't want an near-infected person with him, but thankfully the man was unbitten. "My names Jeff, and camp's that way." The geographer stated while pointing North, toward the camp. Jeff glanced back toward Vryce, who was still unmoving. "But your right, we should get him back to camp. Although, I doubt its in any better shape than us."

With that Jeff hoisted Vryce onto his shoulder, giving one of the unconscious mans arms to Dan. Jeff then noticed the eerie silence, other that a lone sobbing noise from one of the soldiers. He looked back to see why everybody was in complete silence, there was a massive horde of those abominations rampaging strait toward them.

[gurinthedark]

(Kill off Jason please)

[Valic]

((What, why?))

[StingDJ9]

Dan carried the injured Vryce with Jeff and started walking in the direction that Jeff pointed towards. Dan looked around and noticed that everone had a weapon of some sort...everyone except him that is. Suddenly, he felt Jeff stop and saw him looking back, his mouth slightly agape. But Jeff's eyes revealed his inner fear at the sight just ahead of him. Dan followed Jeff's stare, and when he saw the crowd of creatures charging towards them, he knew his facial expression was identical to Jeff's. "Wha...what are those things?" Dan stammered.

[Sunaj]

"whaaaaa the helll" Vryce wakes with throbbing head and blood in his face and Jeff and some other guy helping him back to camp. He thinks what happened is this my blood? "Jeff your safe......What hit me dude"

"WHere the hell did all these come from. We hav egot to get the hell away from the city fast or we are gonna die"

[Valic]

"RUN! EVERYBODY RUN TO THE CONVOY!" Jeff shouted at the top of his lungs. They had to get out of here and fast, there was no way they could fight off such an army. He heard Vryce waking up, that was good. "Vryce, we have got to move now!" Jeff exclaimed to the bloodied man. With that everybody started toward the convoy, running as fast as they possibly could. Jeff looked back at the scattered array of survivors and soldiers running from the wave of Infected, then he saw a familiar face. It was Jason, the first member of the group Jeff had met. He was trailing behind. That's when Jeff witnessed something so horrible that he almost couldn't bear to watch. One of the Infected jumped from the crowd and landed on top of Jason, he screamed at the other people escaping for help. None of them responded, they were too concerned with their own lives.

"Jason! Dammit, we have to go back!" Jeff shouted desperately at his two companions. Unfortunately he already knew the answer, there was no going back. He turned his head toward Jason to see him trying his best to fight off the oncoming horde, but it was to no avail. He dropped two of the monsters when one of them tackled him and bit a large chunk out of his arm. He screamed in agony, but was muffled when four more of the beasts jumped onto his body. "Damn, there's no time for mourning. We have to move." The geographer thought to himself as he turned back and started to sprint. "Rest in peace Jason..."

[StingDJ9]

Dan watched in horror as the man was feasted upon by the army of blood-hungry zombies that kept barreling towards him and his companions. Vryce was able to support himself and started out on a sprint towards the convoy. "Jason! Dammit, we have to go back!" Jeff screamed. But he realized the futility of his intentions, and like the rest of the group, turned and began sprinting towards the convoy.

The only person behind Dan, and closest to the monsters, ably took care of a few of the hooded creatures with a sawn off shotgun, then turned and started following the rest the group, reloading his weapon. Dan started running as well, and on the way, scooped up a sharp of deadly glass. This could come in handy... he thought as the humvee that had gone off with the woman reappeared and started picking up members of the group to help them escape faster. He saw Vryce and Jeff being helped on board when he heard a low, bellowing scream coming from the trees...

[Kuantek]

Kal was too busy fighting infected of his own to have noticed a slight brightening of the horizon way off in the distance. There were several dozen commons, which were taken care of fairly easily. The real problems were the tanks. He had fired several clips at them before realizing the low caliber .22's were bouncing off their hides. Well, fuck my ass and call me Sally. Kal should have been used to this by now.

With not much close quarters experience to speak of, and a very fond attitude towards his personal health, he has had to rely on others to kill things that get near him. But most of them were trained soldiers, with large weapons. The largest weapon here was a shotgun, and no soldiers. As of yet, he had no need to use the kitchen knife he brought from his house, other than cutting string or some such.

Realizing his rifle was of no use, he pulled out his picture of Tina. I'm coming, baby... He stuffed the picture back into his jacket with his left hand, while simultaneously pulling the knife from his belt with the other. With a yell, he leaped from the second story catwalk.

[Carnifex]

William arrives at the camp and grabs his backpack. He runs back but when he leaves the camp he sees everyone coming his way.
"What are you doi-"
Before he could finish his sentance he sees why. The horde of monsters is right behind them!

William looks at his backpack and opens it. He takes out his last molotov, lits the cloth and throws it at the horde. "Take that!"
This one is even more powerful than the other he threw before. The sea of flames sets alot of monsters on fire and it seems to have caused a jam. The monsters are stuck, for now. At least it will give them enough time to arrive back at the camp safely.

William helps two men carrying a wounded back to camp. "What are we going to do now?"

[Valic]

Jeff sees the another survivors throw a Moltav into the crowd of Infected, that was good, it slowed them down. When we arrive the person who threw the Moltav asks us, "What are we going to do now?" That was a question Jeff didn't really know the answer for. "First of all we need to get Vryce some medical attention." Jeff started toward a nearby APC. "After we get the hell out of here, there's more of those things coming."

[Sunaj]

Vryce was alert, awake, bloody but functional. He was well into the camp when heard the soldiers yelling for every one to get in the strykers and button them up. Joe and the others were already there and getting the stryker under way. Vryce turned and saw Jeff and the new guy heading toward him.Joe must have been at the controls of the .50 cal on tier Stryker. It opened up on the horde and cut them to pieces as they tried maneuver thru the flames. "Thanks" said Vryce to Jeff and the new survivor. And he headed up the ramp int the stryker.

[Carnifex]

"No problem !"

The name is William, nice to meet you !", he says, While hopping into the vehicle.
He then looks through the window at the horde of monsters being ripped apart by the gunner on top.
"Time to go !"

[thest3alth]

((People seem to be kinda ignoring me, is anyone reading my story? I was right next to a load of infected, and I guess I'm still there...))

[Sunaj]

((I think we assumed you were running to the convoy with us))

[StingDJ9]

((i included you man! look at my last post -- "The only person behind Dan, and closest to the monsters, ably took care of a few of the hooded creatures with a sawn off shotgun, then turned and started following the rest the group, reloading his weapon."

that = you :) ))

Dan saw the bests behind him burst into flames. Must be that guy with the molotovs again, he thought. Thank God. Then a large caliber machine gun started tearing into the monsters, bullets whizzing just over his head as he sprinted to the vehicle. He saw Vryce, Jeff, and many other survivors getting into the APC, some of them shooting at the monsters through the port holes.

But then came another roar from the trees, this time followed by a small earthquake. The shock knocked Dan off balance and he skidded along the pavement at full speed, only 10 yards away from the APC. Shit, he thought. He looked at where the noise came from and saw something that stopped his heart. A giant creature launched a tree that just managed to miss the APC. It roared and uprooted another tree, this time holding it like a baseball bat - and it started running towards the APC. "Watch out!!!" Dan screamed to the people by the APC...

[Sunaj]

When Vryce heard "Watch out" he spun to see an huge beast with a tree coming towward the Stryker. It was slow thank God. He reached into the explosives he packed up from the first camp and grabbed a quarter stick of the C4, a blasting cap and det cord. Slapping them together real quick he ran back out with the det cord already lit hoping he had enough cord to get it to the monster but not so much that it allowed the monster to get to the Stryker. He throws it at the monster but due to the blood in his eyes and the wounds from the fal the C4 falls short and does not hit the monster. But luck was with the survivors the C4 blows up under the monster and launches it and the tree up into the air. Blood and debris falls everywhere near where the creature once was.

[thest3alth]

Michael was running to the convoy still, his team had taken out the zombies, he owned Keith his life. After dodging two Molotov's, several hunters and a monsterous amount of lead, Michael could touch the first APC.
"WE HAVE TO GO!" Michael heard in the distance, but realised it came from the man right ahead. Suddenly something, used to be a someone, came from out of the woods. It started charging towards one of the APCs. After absorbing a bucket load of lead, someone had some sence. Someone threw an explosive device, maybe a grenade or some C4 under it's legs. Flaps of skin rained down from the sky a second later.

Michael jumped into the van when it had already started moving slowly. The others would have to jump in quickly, as the convoy was still slowly moving. Machine gun fire echoed in the streets, as the APC's let off their fury. Probably every zombie in the city would of heard their presence. They needed someone else to go.

(I think we should head down south, or go off on a boat or something.

[Kuantek]

With a loud Umph!, Kal landed on the back of one of the three tanks, slicing 5 inches into the back of it's neck. It fell, twitching, as the knife embedded in its spine. As he tried to dislodge the knife to no avail, the tank that wasn't preoccupied with tearing his companions apart turned to Kal. Oh shit...

It charged him and sent him sprawling 15 feet. He ended up laying near the middle of the burned factory. As he struggled to get up and the tank readied to finish him, his hand felt the cold of metal. He glanced down and saw a tangle of metal ending in a sharp point. The tank was about 3 feet away when he rolled away and pulled the end of the metal up towards the tank. The spike tore through the beast's chest using its own momentum. As Kal jumped away from the spray of blood, it swiped at him in its death throes, but couldn't reach him or get free.

The others, seeing Kal's uncharacteristic bravery managed to kill the last tank. It took a minute for the one Kal had speared to die, but eventually it did. "We have to get out of here. Now." Kal said, collapsing, his mind not quite processing what just happened. His only thoughts were of her. He had to get to her. No matter who or what he had to kill along the way. But he wasn't sure his soul was ready for that.

His companions began milling about, putting bullets between the eyes of every corpse, infected or otherwise, there would be no more surprises today. As Kal turned towards the east, he saw a definite brightening for a moment very far off. We're screwed aren't we...

[StingDJ9]

The beast exploded into the air, showering debris and burnt flesh down upon the area. The man behind Dan sprinted up past him and onto the APC's that were slowly creeping away from the horde behind Dan. Dan got to his feet and ran to the APC's, getting there just as Vryce did. "Nice job," Dan commented, and took Jeff's hand into the relative shelter of the APC. Vryce got in last, eyeing the horde behind them.

Despite all of the damage the survivors had done, the horde seemed to be growing with every passing second. There were all kinds of flavors of monsters...one's with long tongues, the fast hooded ones, the big tank ones, and plenty of normal looking ones. What has happened to the world? Dan thought. I don't know, but i do know that i'm going to need something better than a sharp piece of glass to fight those things off... The APC's revved their engines and prepared to leave the combat zone...

[Valic]

Jeff helped the newcomer, Dan, into the APC. He looked out to see a still growing number of Infected charging toward them with unhuman rage. Jeff still couldn't figure out why these things desired to kill the people remaining uninfected, it was almost like they ran on pure rage. A type of human rabies. "Hey you." One of the soldiers said to Jeff, "Can you help me with this door?" Jeff stalled for a second, too caught up in his thoughts to formulate the question. "Oh, yeah sure" He finally replied to the soldier. With that they both grabbed the cold, steel door and gripped the handles. "On three we lift, ok?" the soldier said to Jeff. The geographer gave him a nod of approval. "One....Two....Thre-" The man was cut off by a ear-piercing scream, Jeff looked up toward the source when he noticed one of the infected, a very thin woman who looked like she hadn't eaten for weeks, was sprinting toward them with demonic speed.

This... this Witch leaped onto the APC Jeff was riding in. He heard a mix of fear and concern in the vehicle. The soldier had retreated from the door and grabbed a nearby rifle, leaving Jeff standing there. Before Jeff could join the huddled group a deathly hand latched onto Jeff's forearm, the geographer screamed in agony as it squeezed the very life out of his arm, and then it lunged him onto the APC's floor. It started to pull him from the armored car when one of the soldiers jumped onto Jeff, keeping him from being pulled into certain doom. "Everyone, Help! Grab my Legs!"

[StingDJ9]

Dan looked out of one of the portholes of the APC. There was a deafening scream, followed by a thud from the top of the APC. Then another scream - this time, a human scream. Dan turned and saw that it was Jeff, his arm being constricted by a filthy hand from above the APC. Jeff hit the floor hard as the thing knocked him down. The injured Vryce was the first one to react, throwing himself on his comrades legs. "Everyone, Help! Grab my Legs!" Jeff yelled in a panic. Then a man Dan did not know jumped as well, followed by a second unknown person. They were not going to let Jeff go.

The man who was helping Jeff with the door picked up a rifle and turned, taking time to aim, and then fired at the exposed parts of the demon, hitting it several times. But the demon persisted. Dan held the glass shard in his hand tightly, and he pounced on top of Jeff, embedding the shard into the hand that held Jeff. He heard the monster scream in pain from the wound, and he also heard Jeff scream as the shard that pierced the demon's hand also sliced Jeff's arm. He felt Jeff wriggling his arm free nonetheless...

[Kuantek]

It didn't take long for the four survivors to get ready and run. They all knew the noise they made would attract unwanted attention. After jogging almost two miles, Kal stopped turned around and looked through his scope. There were hundreds of infected, of every kind. They didn't seem to know which way to go though, so they were all splitting off, sprinting away in every direction.

How can they even have that much energy? A bunch were sprinting towards them, so he urged everyone to keep going. "We have to find a safehouse." So they ran.

After almost another mile, they reached the edge of town. Shit, he thought. The town came to an exact end, and he looked down the edge. Hey, what's that?" He asked, pointing at a... church, maybe at some point in the past. There was what used to be a tower, but now just ended a foot or so above the rest of the roof in a pile of rubble. But above the tower was basically a towel on a pole.

Looking back through his scope, the hundred or so infected were gaining on them, quick, but he didn't think they noticed them yet. Probably too stupid to look at footprints. He sprinted the 50 meters to the front and began banging on the heavy metal door.

[Sunaj]

As the Witch squealed and jerked up it exposed its head and face . Vryce took his pistol and fires three rounds into its head the first ripped thru the forehead the second was into the throat and the thirdpierced the bottom of the chin. He then heard Jeff screaming "You stabbed me!!!!!" Vryce then said didnt they tell you that you were ok and could get the infection after that thing got your throat? Joe can you guys radio the other Strykers for the Dr he might need another anti-venom. Dan hit the button and close the ramp" Vryce then rolls off of Jef's legs. And thinks we have got to get the hell up in the moutians away from these things. " You alrighhhh Jeffffffff"
Vryce passes out

[Valic]

((Sunaj, I'm kinda confused about your post. Why did you pass out?))

Jeff squirmed away from the door, gripping his injured arm. He frantically tried to wipe the blood away with his already bloodied shirt, some of that damn demon's blood may have mixed with his. And from what he had studied so far, a person gets the virus from blood, saliva, and basically any other bodily fluids. Jeff had also observed that it takes up to 2 hours for the infection to fully take over, so if he did have this virus or didn't, he would have to find out in the next two hours. Jeff looked down to see a .22 Pistol laying on the ground, "If I am infected I'll know, and I'd rather be dead than be one of those things." he thought to himself, Jeff grabbed the pistol, loaded it, and stored it in his pocket.

Jeff was then startled by Vryce when he suddenly passed out. "Wha- Whats wrong with him?" Jeff asked in a staggered voice, he was still shaken from almost being dragged to his death.

[StingDJ9]

((Valic, i'm not trying to kill you off or anything, i'm just trying to make things a bit more...interesting :) and i think i explain Sunaj's post in mine))

Dan sat down in a daze, his back against the wall of the APC. He had cut Jeff, and it seemed that that was no good thing at all. Jeff was frantically trying to clean his wound, keeping the tainted blood of the creature away from his cut. He saw Jeff pick up a pistol, load it, and put it away. That can't be good, Dan thought. What have i done? he wondered in sorrow and remorse. It seemed as if he had just given this man - a good man who watched out for his friends - a death sentence.

Jeff knelt by the unconsious Vryce. "Wha- Whats wrong with him?" Jeff asked, his voice mixed with fear and terror. Dan stared at nothing. "His head..." Dan started, his throat dry like sand. "He lost alot of blood..." he said, his voice full of regret from what he had done to Jeff. Dan buried his face in his hands out of despair. He can't die because of what i did...he just can't...

[Carnifex]

William saw it all happen, but it happened so quick he wasn't able to do anything. He sees Vryce, apparently that was his name, pass out. Nobody knows why.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine"

"You should be worried about yourself rather than your friend" he said to the man who had almost been dragged away by the witch.
"In the meantime, give me that pistol, it's more of use to me than it is to you at this point"

"I suggest we go now! before more of these creatures get here."

[Sunaj]

((I was returning to the head wound .... Thinking of a minor concussion . Where it is hard to stay awake. Also for note to the other guys. It was determined in the opening note some people were just immune to the virus and we have had one already poisoned and needed and anti-venom. So I wanted to make sure we stayed aware of it.))


After traveling south away from the city for about an hour Vryce wakes up. "Dang any one have something for a head ache?"

[thest3alth]

Michael had jumped into the Stryker as soon as he saw that witch jump in. From what he had gathered, there was a man called Vryce, he had passed out from a head wound. Dan seemed to have accidentally caused it, had was filled with sorrow, though no one blamed him. Also there was Jeff, who was a geographer, but those were the three main people he could remember. Michael hadn't said anything for hours, and he didn't have time to jump out of the Stryker and into the van again.

Vryce woke up about five minutes later. He looks dazzled and confused.
"Dang any one have something for a head ache?" He asked. No one answered, but Michael stood up.
"We came from a gas station in Boston, they had some medicine behind the counter. We have more in the van, but we were all given a small ration." Michael fumbled around in his pocket, and took out a small capsule with four pills in.
"Take two." Michael offered. "I'm Michael."

[Sunaj]

"Thanks" said Vryce the guy giving him the pills "I appreciate it" Vryce takes the pills and swallows them.

"Were you with he group in the van? Where was it you guys came from you look pretty well supplied?"

[thest3alth]

"Thanks, I appreciate it." Vryce replied. "Where are you guys from? You look well supplied." He continued.
"Boston, I was lucky enough to avoid any infected through the night, survivors from the north and gunshots could be heard. I ran down my road looking for my cousin, my parents had left me. I was found by those guys and had infected closing in, we ran to a gas station and decided what to do from there." Michael explained.
"'Boston', would of done." He chuckled.
"Heh."

After a lengthy pause, Michael spoke up.
"Hey, anyone know where we are?"

[Sunaj]

"Hey, anyone know where we are?" said Michael "Hmmmm that is good question but an even better one is where the hell is the Army leading us now? I think we need to hit some low population area and get some real rest" replied Vryce

[StingDJ9]

((thest3alth, i didn't cause Vryce's head wound, i sliced Jeff with a piece of glass that might have had infected blood on it, so i'm sad about that))

[thest3alth]

(Alright, I wish I could edit it :@)

[Sunaj]

(( Valic you better look out. You have been snatched up by the throat, poisoned, and stabbed. Next stop find your ass some body armor. LOL))

[Valic]

((Damn, your right. :C))

Jeff was talking to a medic that happened to be in the APC. "Hmm, it's a pretty deep wound, but your not experiencing any symptoms of the infection. I would guess you pulled your arm away fast enough to avoid any of the virus, but let's keep our eye on it shall we?" After explaining that to Jeff, the medic went over to a wounded soldier and started to treat him. Jeff looked around to Dan, who was obviously dreading the fact that he might have gotten Jeff infected. "Don't worry, the medic said I'll be just fine. You were just trying to save me from that creature." Jeff's words seemed to calm Dan quite a bit.

Returning to his original spot, Jeff decided to pull out his maps of the area. When he was with the soldiers during the first few days of infection one of them handed Jeff the maps and asked him to be their navigator. Jeff accepted the position, but it didn't last long considering they were attacked the next day. That brought his thoughts back to Dj, his cousin, who had been with him during that fateful assault. Jeff had assumed that Dj escaped with some of the soldiers, and knowing Dj, he was probably on his way to Austin. "I'll find him, I know Dj. Where ever he is, he's safe."

[Kuantek]

(( Out of curiosity, anything special with the woman? ))

After two pounds someone just on the other side of the door whispered, barely audibly, "SHHH, they will hear you, I'll open the door in a second..." Kal was about to yell at whoever it was when he started hearing loud bangs and clicks from the other side. Hot damn... He thought, admiring the preparedness of those on the inside. Another 10 seconds of clicks and bangs and the door swung open precariously. "Come in, come in. And be quick about it," a, scribe by the looks of him, was saying as he gestured them to hurry. They all hurried in, and the scribe closed the door and pressed a button near the door.

The sight was damn impressive. There were several automated locks, huge door-bars, and a hand lock that all fell into place. They must have raided several appliance and electronics stores to have found all of that. With a look back over his shoulder, and an itch to tinker with the toys he just saw, the scribe led them down a spiral staircase into darkness.

[StingDJ9]

"Don't worry, the medic said I'll be just fine. You were just trying to save me from that creature," Jeff said. Dan let out a huge sigh of relief. He was going to be ok. The beggining of a smile started to creep up on his face. So then i did save him! he thought. But still, that was too close...i almost cost him his life. A frown reappeared on Dan's face. He was still upset when he felt someone slide down next to him. He turned to see who the newcomer was. Dan saw that it was the woman that Jeff and Vryce saved.

She looked about the same age as Dan, and despite all of the grime and blood enveloping her, Dan could tell that she was a very pretty girl. "My name is Julia," she said, smiling. "I'm Dan...you thirsty?" he replied. She nodded, and Dan reached into his bag, which he somehow still had with him, and handed her one of his last two water bottles. She opened it up and drank greedily, flashing her white teeth in a smile after she finished. Jeff, Vryce, and another man, Micheal, he thought his name was, were looking over a few maps, trying to figure out where to go next.

"You look worried," Julia said. "I just want to let you know that you saved your friend's life just now," she whispered, placing her hand on Dan's. He smiled and blushed, surprised by the gesture. "Thanks," Dan said. "Where did you come from? How did you end up here?" Dan asked. Julia looked down. Dan could see the sorrow in her face, the tears forming in her eyes. She had obviously lost a lot of people close to her. Then Dan's thoughts strayed to his own friends and family...what had happened to them? He was interrupted by the men at the map, who looked like they figured out where to go...

[Kuantek]

"And that's when I said, 'Look, he doesn't have legs anyway.'" A rusty sort of laughter, as if from those who have forgotten how, swept over the group, but died quickly, like a flickering flame struggling on a windy day. Kal had been cracking jokes and playing with his laptop all night. He had been watching movies and talking, but it didn't take long for the connection to become too lossy, so he focused on talking. Anything to keep his mind off what happened and her.

He finished talking with a grizzled old man, probably a vet from some war, and went to the spiral staircase and glanced up it. As usual, nothing but black. As of late, he had strange thoughts. He had always thought that his life was his most valuable possession. Behind Tina and Consequence of course. He would do anything for either of his babies.

He walked around the circular room, running his fingers along the wall. It had been a long time since he had enough time to just feel, to just think. But now, every time he stopped to think, his thoughts would just wander back to the feel of the knife in his hand. The dying screams of the infected he killed with his own two hands. He never felt like this when using his rifle. That was distant, clean. He didn't think he could ever use the knife again.

As he was walking, he found a pile of leather scraps at his feet. Nothing like God screwing with me, eh? he thought to himself as he picked up a piece and wrapped the knife in it. As he stuffed it in his inner jacket pocket, he walked back over to the little fire and the circle of people around it. "I think it's time we leave."

[Carnifex]

William was totally unaware of what was going on in the stryker, he was listening to the sound of the engine and thinking about the last few days.
"The name is William, for those of you wondering"
He pauses, and then continues to talk after he gets everyone their attention.
"Does any of you have any ammunition for my gun here? It's the only defensive piece of weaponry I have left since that last fight"
William eyes everyone in the stryker waiting for a response.

[TatersAndTots]

"Umm... guys? GUYS?!? Again! Oh my god what the fuck barbecue sauce!" Joe says as the Strykers leave. He makes it to a humvee as they pull away. This one was abandoned when the retreat started. He hops in and rapidly accelerates as the infected charge. "Mother fuckin bastards... SECOND time they ditch me... im seriosly gonna cut someone when i catch up... goddamn how much gas does this thing got... aww I am gonna kill John when I get there... Erin owes me BIG..." Joe says these and similiar phrases as he tries to catch up.

((Damn again? :bang: You guys dont like Joe do ya? I couldn't get on my comp for two days...))

[Sunaj]

"Umm... guys? GUYS?!? Again! Oh my god what the fuck barbecue sauce!" Joe says as the Strykers leave. He makes it to a humvee as they pull away. This one was abandoned when the retreat started. He hops in and rapidly accelerates as the infected charge. "Mother fuckin bastards... SECOND time they ditch me... im seriosly gonna cut someone when i catch up... goddamn how much gas does this thing got... aww I am gonna kill John when I get there... Erin owes me BIG..." Joe says these and similiar phrases as he tries to catch up.

((Damn again? :bang: You guys dont like Joe do ya? I couldn't get on my comp for two days...))

(( We put you in teh Stryker lol you gunned down the massas and saved us and Jonh is driving the Stryker I assume Erinis in there becase she never left))

[Sunaj]

"William catch" Vryce throws him 3 boxes of ammo for his 9mm.

"By the way guys all this stuff over here is what I got from the first base camp. There is food water ammo Oh here is am M16 for you William and get some ammo also. There are clips and web gear here too. Joe has a lot of stuff over there in another pile as well. I do caution you with the explosives please don't mess with it if you don't know how"

Vryce then walks over too Jeff and the medic who are talking to the others on the radio. "Jeff where are we heading?"

[Carnifex]

William catches 1 box and the other 2 drop on the floor. "Yeah, thanks, I guess", and he laughs out loud.

"Don't tell me about explosives, I know how to handle them, hah!"
William grabs some explosives, wires and metal pieces and starts putting it all together.

"Jeff where are we heading?" says Vryce. "Yeah, I'm wondering that myself too"

[Sunaj]

((The explosives are Claymore's and C4))

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claymore_mine

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C4_charge

[Carnifex]

((The explosives are Claymore's and C4))

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claymore_mine

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C4_charge

((I can still be putting/strapping them together, can't I ? ;) ))

[Sunaj]

(( Not really wise to. Claymore are Anti-personnel shape charges. Like what you are making. The C4 you would use like dynamite if you had too but other wise you can shape it for precise explosions. If you took 2 sticks of C4 and small steel plates it would destroy the plate and make some shrapnel but the explosion would be HUGE and not really effective. When I blew up the tank with it i used 1/4 stick with blasting cap and det cord. It was over kill. But I wanted to make sure it was gone))

[Carnifex]

(( Not really wise to. Claymore are Anti-personnel shape charges. Like what you are making. The C4 you would use like dynamite if you had too but other wise you can shape it for precise explosions. If you took 2 sticks of C4 and small steel plates it would destroy the plate and make some shrapnel but the explosion would be HUGE and not really effective. When I blew up the tank with it i used 1/4 stick with blasting cap and det cord. It was over kill. But I wanted to make sure it was gone))

((hmm, can't change it now, I will just be grabbing some c4 then.))

[Sunaj]

((hmm, can't change it now, I will just be grabbing some c4 then.))

((LOL It would be a big big BANG though))

[StingDJ9]

Vryce tossed the ammo to the man named William, and then he turned back to Jeff. "Hey, the guy up there, Vryce, said that they have food on this APC. You want me to see if I can find something for us?" Dan asked Julia. She nodded, wiping the tears from her face. "Thanks Dan," she said smiling. "I appreciate it." He held her hand and replied, "It's nothing," returning her smile. I know we just met, but I really like this girl, Dan thought.

Dan got up and walked over to the men by the radio. Jeff seemed to be preoccupied talking to somebody on the other end, so Dan approached Vryce. "Hey Vryce, you said there was food around here? The girl we rescued, Julia her name is, is hungry, and now that I think about it, so am I. What can you spare?" Dan paused for a second, thinking about his piece of glass. "Also," he continued, "are there any weapons that I could use? Nothing big, maybe a Beretta or a 9mm. I've never shot a real gun, but I think i can figure it out. I've got a decent shot with a paintball gun. A knife of some kind would be nice too...so I can get rid of that damn piece of glass, but I'll take whatever I can get so that I can fight those...things."

[Sunaj]

"Sure the water and MRE's are here and if you need weapon. Joe and I have severl where we picked them up. I dont remember what he has but here"

Vryce steps back over to the stuff and hand 2 of the remaining M16's to Dan. Then he shows Dan and Julia how to load and fire them.

"You need to get some ammo over there near the food and web gear to put it in but ill leave you two to do that on your own"

[thest3alth]

Michael saw they seemed to be running out of food, water and some weapons.
"Hey, where are we? Would it hurt to stop for supplies?"

[Sunaj]

"You are right Michael. We only have a few cases of MRE's and water" Vryce turns and ask Jeff "How far till the next town? I think we need to get another set of wheels that can carry gas generator etc. And this think has to be getting low on fuel"

[thest3alth]

"Besides, I need a better weapon." Michael was a bit jealous. The Sawn Off and Mac10 were good to a point, but they were too inaccurate and the recoil was a bit pushy.

[Sunaj]

"LOL you guys never listen. Here" Vryce tosses him one of the last 3 M16's he had scrounged. "You know how to operate it? and get some ammo and stuff over here"

[thest3alth]

"Thanks. I guess I was away a bit." He catches the M16 in the air by it's barrel. This was perfect for longer ranges. He examines it. It seemed to be in perfect working order.
"How are we for ammo though?"

[Sunaj]

"its over there near the web gear"...((ammo pouches canteens etc is web gear)) Vryce says.

[Valic]

Jeff finally looked up, he was too caught up in thought to notice Vryce and someone else talking to him. "How far till the next town?" Vryce asked as if a little annoyed, Jeff hadn't been paying attention to him after all. "Oh, well the nearest town would be Altoona. It's pretty well populated so there will be a good amount of supplies, but," Jeff stalled for a second, "but there will most defiantly be more Infected there as well."

Jeff saw the concern in their faces, but so far it seemed to be the only way. They needed food, water, and gas. Jeff tried to think of a way to think of some good news to tell them, suddenly he thought of something that brightened his own hopes. "Maybe there's more survivors there, possibly even a military outpost." Jeff had thought about that for awhile, what if it had only been the Eastern side of the country? Maybe the military had set up a barrier and were airlifting survivors to safety. But Jeff had convinced himself to not hold his breath...

[Dajesse]

((Finds an rocket launcher and kills everyone who has posted on this topic.))

[TatersAndTots]

*Cuts Dajesse*

((whoa... totally missed that...))

Joe looks blankly around for the whole conversation. He has been passed out for a while. He, for the moment, has no memory of the fight with the Tank. Suddenly, he shakes his head and remembers. "Whoa... total blackout there..." he mumbles. He sees Erin next to him. She looks concerned. "Are you okay? You were passed out and I didn't want to wake you. You looked really bad when you got back."

"Don't worry! Im fine now! Now umm... what have we been talking about?"

((I ninja-ed that last post! It was a dream sequence bitches! :ninja::ninja::ninja: k...? :ninja::ninja::ninja:))

[Kuantek]

((This is where I post the most, so I changed my sig to reflect the rp ;)))

After being shut down, hard, Kal resigned himself to his thoughts. He didn't understand. Most of them had no reasons to live beyond simply surviving. Without thoughts of her motivating him, he was pretty sure he would have just chilled in Sac, near Consequence.

He always felt like a nerd when he thought of her name. His friends used to rag on him all the time, "You named your computer? What a dweeb." But he didn't care. She was his prized possession. But he hadn't really found a good use for her on this trip. He had lots of stuff on her, like games and movies. His laptop didn't even have a hard drive. He just loaded the OS onto a flash memory chip and hardwired it in. Everything he could do on his laptop came from Consequence. Probably should have thought about that before the "zombie invasion".

He snapped out of his reverie as the scribe who had opened the door for them was asking him, in hushed tones, "Why do you need to leave so bad?" Kal answered, "My girlfriend was in New York. I have to find her."
"But it's been so long, how do you know she is still alive?"
"I just know. Believe me, I know how doubtful it is, but I need to find her."
"Well, I need to leave too, and I'm going in that general direction. The name is Matt."

(( [Bio for Matt:

Name: Matt Vaughn
Age: 30
Height: 5'10"
Occupation: Scribe

Bio: Unknown

Skills: Unknown

Equipment: Unknown]

I know, very mysterious, but that's how I want him to be for now, but he has some surprises up his sleeves. Literally. ))

[spike47]

((Name: Carl

Age: 17

Height/Weight: 5'8"/140 lbs

Bio: At the time of the outbreak Carl was living in a small town near Tampa, Florida. When the outbreak reaches the town Carl rushes home to find his whole family infected. He manages to finds his smaller brother (age 5) hiding in the shed. He drives off in his dad's red pickup truck until he reaches a safe area in which he is rescued by a helicopter. However, an unexpected event causes the helicopter to crash which instantly kills his brother and leaves him knocked out.

Skills:
(none)

Equipment:
Knife
M16
Grenades
Binoculars
First Aid Kit )))

Carl begins to walk cuatiously around. He can still feel his back hurting after the crash with a few cuts and bumps on his head. He still feels dizzy so at certain times he takes a break fearing that he will collapse out in the open. He carries his M16 strapped around his chest from the helicopter along with his First Aid kit with the knife placed on his belt. The rest didn't mean much.

((can I join somebody's story or something?))))))

[StingDJ9]

"Now you want to hold it loosely in your hands," Vryce explained. "Just line up the sights, pull the trigger, and the gun will do the rest. Also, make sure you cock a bullet into the chamber before you start firing." Vryce smiled at them and nodded his approval. "Thanks Vryce," Dan said gratefully. "It wasn't what I was expecting, but I think we can manage." Vryce turned and walked away, and Dan saw him hand another M16 to Micheal.

Dan and Julia walked over to the gear Vryce pointed out. Julia looked pale, holding the heavy M16, and dreading the thought of actually firing it. Dan sifted through the pile of gear, grabbing 2 full canteens, 2 MRE's, a pair of slings for the rifles, some extra ammo, and a vest that had many pockets on it for storing gear. He handed Julia a canteen and a MRE, but she still looked upset. "What's wrong?" Dan asked. "I don't think that i will be able to handle this gun...I'm...I'm scared. I know I need something to protect myself, but..." she trailed off. Dan stepped over to her and put an arm around her. "It's ok, you don't have to take it. We'll find you something more managable." Dan went back to the gear and found a loaded Beretta 9mm pistol in a holster that apparently nobody noticed. He handed the gun and holster to Julia, along with a few extra clips. She smiled and said, "This is much better...I think this won't be too bad. Thanks Dan," she said, hugging him. "How about we go and eat now? I'm starving" Dan said. They both sat down, opened up the MRE's and tore into the food.

It seemed that Jeff had picked a location to go to, and that the group was in agreement in going there. Dan didn't care. He was tired, scared, overwhelmed - but he felt as if everything was going to be fine. Silence overtook the inside of the APC as they drove down the road in thought. But not for long...

"Heads up!" the sentry on the .50 cal called out. "I see something up ahead..."

[Kuantek]

((can I join somebody's story or something?))))))

((You can join my storyline, im pretty lonely, just go ahead and find your way into my story))

[StingDJ9]

((lame! i was totally gunna make us come across his fallen heli...but whatever :P ))

[Kuantek]

Kal and Matt left the safehouse early in the morning, right as the sun broke the horizon. They kept close watch and moved slowly to avoid attention from any infected. They only saw a couple though, and after about an hour of moving away from the town through the woods, they saw no more signs of infection, so began to walk a little easier.

They talked quietly amongst each other, though Matt didn't seem to delve much into his past, so neither did Kal. They just talked about surface level stuff, from before the infection. They weren't walking for long when in the distance they saw a helicopter flying relatively towards them from the southeast. "Hey, maybe we can hitch a ride." Kal said, and began looking for something to signal with, as it would be overhead within ten minutes.

As Kal was looking for stuff, he glanced up to make sure it was still coming and saw a flying tree, an entire fucking tree, smash into the tail of the helicopter. "Oh fuck that!" Kal said, and started to turn around when Matt grabbed his shoulder and said, "We have to go see if we can help, no one else is around."

"Fuck them, what about that thing that threw the tree! I love my life, and that seems a quick way to end it."
"If you turn around you will only make it take longer to find her. Besides, I figure I can take it..."

Kal was at a loss for words. Matt seemed pretty nonthreatening in just his robes. As Kal was about to ask, Matt flashed a downright evil grin and Kal caught a flash of silver from both sleeves out of the corner of his eye. The flash barely lingered for half a second, but before Kal could ask, Matt took off running in the direction of the downed helicopter. Kal could only follow. What the fuck?

[thest3alth]

((Do you guys really think we should find more people to defend? We already have enough people, and I think more is a bit overkill. We should find something interesting there though, like a crazed scientist trying to find a cure...))

[Kuantek]

(( If you weren't talking to me, just ignore me. But, my plan was to not be anywhere near you guys, I was gonna have my own separate story for a while, though I've been referencing events that you guys have been doing, like the explosions way in the distance, etc. I was gonna grab him for my storyline, and eventually meet up with you guys, but I was planning on it being way later. If that's alright. I took that idea from one of the first posts in the thread. And according to him, he is the only one left.))

[spike47]

(( Alright but I must warn you I'm not sure in what setting we are in))

As Carl advanced around the empty steets his dizziness began to increase and every step was harder to take than the last. He walked up to an empty alley between two buildlings that seemed abandoned. He crouched down and leaned on the bricked building to his right. He felt like he was going to faint, he began to shake his head to avoid it but the pain was overwhelming. He titled his head up and as his eyes closed when he saw the image.

He was holding his brother close to him until something crashed the helicopter. The impact crushed the tail boom causing the helicopter to spin out of control. Carl felt as if his life was spinning in circles as if he were on one of the rollercoasters that he use to ride just to make his brother company. Only this rollercoaster was out of control and heading right towards the streets of Hell. The airborne engine sliced through the roof of an old warehouse and came to a stop at the far end of the entrance. Carl layed on the floor helpless. He felt like somebody had stuck forks all around his head. His vision was limited but he managed to spot the co-pilot who was taking off his seatbelt. He didn't seem to care much about the rest of the victims. He muttered a few words and rushed out the door stumbling into a few cans. Carl managed to stand up and began to look for his brother immediately. Unfortunately, he found him...and saw him in a way he thought he would never see him.

((I'm new to this so I'll read up on what you guys have been doing before joining, if you want to you can just add me somehow but otherwise it will take 1 or 2 more posts.))

[thest3alth]

((Your fine, AND HOLY CRAP! That post I made saying we don't need more people was late, like 12 hours late, wtf. I made it when people were suggesting stopping to resupply and finding more military, Wow.))

[Kuantek]

(( Lol, gogo forumfall. Where I figure we are right now is somewhere in Missouri or Illinois, somewhere in the woods-ish. ))

Kal easily caught up to Matt, as he had set a reasonably moderate pace. As it was, they reached the crash site in about a half hour. The came out of the woods into a small factory town. There was a large plume of smoke coming from the northeast corner of the town.

As the quietly made their way towards the smoke, Kal observed his surroundings. The buildings had been abandoned for a long while. Longer than the infection, much longer. It was a ghost town, and it gave Kal the creeps. At least other cities had signs that people, at least, used to live there. That explosion was huge. Why are there no infected? And where is the thing that threw the tree?

He softly voiced his thoughts to Matt as they rounded a corner, and the words died in his mouth. The Helicopter had crashed into some kind of factory. But it wasn't the tangle of metal in the building, or the building itself, for that matter, that had shocked Kal. What shocked him was the twelve foot... Thing, that stood with its back towards them, dismantling the building quite easily. Oh fuck this.

[Valic]

"Heads up!" Jeff broke his glare from the maps. "I see something up ahead," the gunner said in a mournful tone. Jeff quickly rolled up the maps and stored them in his backpack. He heard a large amount of commotion forming in the small armored car, a lot of it was fear. Jeff looked over to see a pale, yet quite beautiful, girl, apparently the one Vryce and him saved earlier, trying her hardest to load a Beretta 9mm pistol. Dan imminently went to her side to help her, and then Jeff saw the connection between them. He found it hard to believe that in such gruesome times, people can still find love.

"Oh shit! Infected, lots of them coming our way!" the gunner screamed to the bulk of people in the vehicle. About 5 seconds later Jeff heard a barrage of gunshots whiz out of the 50 cal. One of the military officers stepped onto a crate, shadowing the men and women in the APC. "Everybody Listen up! You all need to calm down and sit, there's nothing you can do from inside this Stryker to the infected." Most of the commotion settled down, until someone yelled, "What if those things get in here? We'd be completely trapped!" After that the commotion rose again, the officer looked quite annoyed. "Now now, this is 12 inches of titanium steel and we're driving at 80mph, there's no way those things will ev-" He was cut off by a loud roar, and then... then the vehicle flipped.

[spike47]

After the horrible flashback Carl feels alot better. The death of his entire family still haunts him but he wants to focus on what's important now. He slowly makes his way towards the edge of the building and begins to look around. "Oh shit, I don't even know how to use this thing". He knew now that he wasn't thinking straight, a mistake like this is unforgiving. He looked at his M16 and as he tried to hold it up he felt his index finger push down on the trigger. The gun fired immediately leting out a loud sound the likes of which you would expect from such a large rifle. "Oh shit I'm dead" Carl mumbled as he glanced around to spot any of the undead. He began to hear a loud noise coming from the factory which was only a few blocks away. So he sprinted cautiously as fast as possible towards the sound yet he kept in mind that if he saw any of the infected he would turn back and run twice as fast.

"What the hell is that?" Carl stood in awe of the immense figure which was only a few yards away.

(( helicopter that crashed would've looked something like this http://www.flickr.com/photos/67958423@N00/390239361/ just for fun and the factory maybe like this:Click (http://www.flickr.com/photos/petervanallen/393458671/) :)))

[thest3alth]

"Oh shit! Infected, coming our way! Stay calm, they can't get us through twelve in-" Shouted the gunner down. A moment of a second later, Michael found himself defying gravity. The vehicle had flipped, and he hit his head on something. He briefly thought about the van behind them, before passing out.

(Sorry it couldn't be longer, I have to get off the PC now. If we abandon the vehicles, be sure to take Michael and the people in the van behind us. Thanks.))

[spike47]

((So let me get this straight, basically we have about 2 stories going on. Carl is about to encounter Kal and Matt/// Micheal, Jeff and some other people are in a car that just flipped over. Just wanna be clear on what's going on)))

[Carnifex]

((spike, you are correct as far as I know, and it's not really a car, it's a stryker (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stryker)))

William was just about to load his pistol and M16, when all of a sudden the gunner on top shouted "Oh shit! Infected, lots of them coming our way!".
William argued with the officer coming down, saying to shut up and sit down.
"What if those things get in here? We'd be completely trapped!"

At the very moment the officer tried to explain, the vehicle got flipped over and everyone went 'flying' through the vehicle.
A few people passed out from bumping their heads against the steel inside of the stryker but William stayed conscious.
"What the heck was that! We have to get out of this vehicle!"

William grabbed all the remaining c4 and wiring, and started rigging everything together like crazy.

[StingDJ9]

Dan was sitting next to Julia, and then he was suspended in the air next to her. Then, he was on the other side of the APC, upside down, and on top of somebody. He looked down and saw that it was Micheal, and that he was unconscious. Shit, Dan thought. He looked around and saw somebody frantically wiring explosives together. Jeff was getting up slowly on the other end of the APC, grabbing his weapon, and surveying the scene. Vryce sat up, holding his head in his arms, and Dan could see Julia kneeling next to him, trying to help. She's ok, he thought, allowing a smile to spread across his face. But a pair of terrifying roars obliterated the smile, replacing it with an expression of fear.

The APC was completely upside down, and the .50 cal had snapped off of the APC. The only way out was through the main door. By the looks of it, most people were OK - conscious at least. A few people, like Micheal, were unconcious, and Dan thought he could see someone with an injured arm. Then Dan looked down and saw that his white shirt was crimson. The pain in his side hit him like a hammer. He hadn't realized that he was injured until he saw that he was. He rolled onto his back and lifted up his shirt, revealing a gash on the left side of his body. He clenced his teeth and clutched his side, fighting with the pain and losing. He felt somebody push down on the wound and he let out a cry of pain. It was Jeff. "I need some help over here!" he shouted. "Im trying to stop the bleeding Dan," he said. "Just try and relax..."

[Valic]

Dan had lost a plentiful amount of blood, but nothing fatal. He heard the officer screaming in agony, the last Jeff had seen of him was his neck bending in a manner no human could accomplish. Jeff turned back to Dan, who was momentarily suspended in shock. "I'm trying to stop the bleeding Dan, just try to relax." Jeff said in the most calming mood he could make at the moment. "Everybody get out! The tank's coming back!" Jeff heard what he thought to be Vryce, but it was hard to tell. "Dan, hold still, I'm gonna carry you out of here," Jeff said to the injured man. Suddenaly the pale-faced Julia came to Dan's side, "I'll help." With that they pushed through a crowd of frantic people only to face a new nightmare, one they've mournfully gotten used to.

[StingDJ9]

"Everybody get out! The tank's coming back!" somebody ordered. "Dan, hold still, I'm gonna carry you out of here," Jeff said. Dan saw Julia rush to help him. Jeff and Julia slung Dan over their shoulders and supported him out of the APC.

The survivors had put their injured on one side of the APC, forming a rough semi-circle around them, weapons at the ready. Micheal, the officer, and a few others were up against the APC, and Jeff and Julia put Dan down, his back resting against the side of the APC. "OK Dan, hold your rifle in your hands and try to stay alert. We'll take care of this," Jeff said reassuringly. Jeff then turned to Julia, saying "Stay here and make sure he stays awake. Don't be afraid to fire your weapon if things go bad." She nodded, and Jeff leapt away to confer with the other survivors.

The rifle in Dan's hands kept getting heavier, and his eyelids started to slide closed. "Dan? Stay with me...you can't go to sleep...stay awake...for me..please" Dan heard Julia whisper, fear choking her voice. For her... he thought, and instantly he began to feel the life return to him. He heard two roars, one from the left, and one from the right, and they both sounded identical to the big thing that threw the tree before. Then he heard something which made his heart stop - a metallic "clunk" sound above him as something jumped onto the top of the APC...and then, gunfire...

[spike47]

Carl approached the immense figure aiming with is M16. When he got closer he noticed what seemed to be two survivors standing several feet away near the remains of the helicopter. Carl was torn between two decisions. Should he shoot and distract the Tank's attention or should he run back as far as possible. He was no hero and at times like this it wasn't a good idea to act like one. Shit I'm going to die Carl mumbled as he ran towards a damaged brick wall that was half his size. He put his back to the wall that pinched his back and grabbed one of his four grenades. He pulled the pin, stood up, and threw the explosive as if he was playing for his little league baseball team. He covered his ears with his dusty hands and crouched down further. The sound of the explosion was loud and clear and it hurt his ear drums. Carl lifted himself up to take a peek at the result but something took his attention. He heard lots of gunfire coming from his right direction along with a roar that echoed through the empty streets.

((If Kuantek doesn't show up I'll just say that I ran away towards your direction guys))

[Kuantek]

(( I'm heeeerreee at laaasst! But I'm not sure where all this gunfire is coming from. I have a ruger bolt-action. And Matt... Well, he's Matt. ))

"Well, at least we know someone survived." Kal whispered when he heard a single gunshot from the west. He saw the thing turn to look in that direction, but quickly resumed tearing into the building. Kal began to inch around to the right when suddenly he saw a flicker of movement behind a brick wall, and then a small object lobbed over it. Oh fuck me, Kal thought as he quickly dove right back to where he had started.

It seemed to shrug it off, though of free flowing blood there was plenty, and began a slow, almost leisurely, walk to where the other survivor was. Kal immediately and in a single, graceful motion: knelt, flipped the rifle off his back into his hands, sighted for the back of its head, and fired. If it noticed at all, there was no sign. Well then...

Kal reloaded the chamber and sighted, looking for a relatively weak spot, when a blur crossed his vision. He glanced over his scope to see Matt, running, throw two daggers into its back. Where the hell did those come from? Matt took a running leap onto its back, managing to push both daggers all the way into it with the force of his landing. Kal blinked and there was a dagger in each hand again, slicing for the throat.

Matt made four deep gashes, then jabbed each blade into the side of its neck, embedding all the way to the hilt. He then jumped off its back, rolled and stood facing it with, yet again, a dagger in each hand, as if waiting. What the hell did I get into with this guy?

[Sunaj]

"Ok we are in it deep guy's.....I have a plan. Jeff help me witht he door the manual crank is right there. I am going to daisy chain these claymores together. and make a semi circl facing out when you open the door. Only lift it about a foot. Once I place them let it back down easy then we will blast them. That should give us room to get out. Some body get on the radio and tell the others to get out from behid us and clear a path to another stryker. What do you guys think?"

Vryce puts on all his gear and starts the connections with the claymores.

[TatersAndTots]

((Aren't we outta the Stryker already?))

Joe looks around. Except for bruising and a small gash on his forehead, Joe is unharmed. Joe sees blood in the driving compartment. Please no... he thinks. Erin was visiting John when the Tank attacked. He sees them both slumped in the seats. Joe examines both of them. Both smashed their skulls. Dead.

Dead... dead... dead... seems to repeat in his head as he sits down and stares. His friends are dead. The girl he loved is dead.

gone... dead...

Their driver, the only one who can drive the Stryker is dead.

no escape... dead... dead...

Ammo is low, food is low, gas is low...

Dead...

They are doomed.

Dead...

Joe feels an effect that can only be described as a snap in his brain. Even with his emotionless self, there were superficial emotions. Now it is all gone. All he feels is an indescribable anger. Aimed at nothing and everything at the same time. There is no reason that Joe can find in the haze. His face goes blank as he grabs ammo and supplies, suddenly indifferent to all that is happening. He runs out of the APC. Joe steps over the wounded man with the care he gives to a piece of furniture. The girl that they rescued tries to stop him, but he scowls and rams the gun-butt into her temple and her scream is cut short as goes down. Joe doesn't know whether he killed the woman; he hit her extremly hard. But either way, Joe doesn't care. All he knows is that horrible displaced anger. Joe swears everything has a barely-noticable red tint as he leaves the APC at a run.

Joe darts into an alleyway, oblivious to the raging battle around him. He fires his m14 with as much care as everything else to clear his path out of there.

[Sunaj]

Vryce had not even gotten the first claymore connected when Joe comes screaming by and dives out of the small opening Jeff had made. He was screaming "Dead Dead Dead" Vryce looks at Jeff "What the hell?" Vryce looks around "We cant charge off after him and risk the others. Close me out after you hear the explosion open up and find cover." Vryce sldes out and places a claymore the door shuts. He triggers it and clears an area behind the stryker. He then spin to the front and places another one. running back he blows it as well.

[StingDJ9]

((sunaj, we are totally out of the Stryker already :P in my post i say we get out and form up on the side of it...maybe you can be placing claymores on the outside of the rough semicircle we formed? ))

[Sunaj]

(( Iwas interpreting that as a lets do thing...... The dooors on the stryker are big and heavy and if i remember right they are a ramp style. So poping them real quick wont be easy. But since Jeff cranked it open by hand it would have given a small opening. That is how I thought Joe got out....... The I followed to clear the way in hopes of saving him.))

[StingDJ9]

(( so ur post is before mine happened? is that what you trying to say? you open door -> joe runs out -> you clear door -> we all go outside(like in my post) ? ))

[Sunaj]

((yea))

[StingDJ9]

((alright, i gotcha...this is confusing :P ))

[Sunaj]

((The next post needs to be everyone getting out))

[Carnifex]

(( I'm afraid I have to leave the story, I can't RP much the coming days, so this will be my final post here for a while. ))

William storms out of the stryker and searches for the nearest spot with medium cover.
"Take cover, explosions incoming!"

William waits for everyone to get cover or at least lie down and then throws his crafted C4 clusters at the hordes of zombies and sets them off at the same time.
Blood and limbs start raining from the skies.
"There are too many!"
William jumps up and starts shooting his M16. He has never shot with a rifle before so he is far from accure.

William walks forward while reloading his rifle and right when he is done reloading, he is smacked down to the ground by some zombies. He doesn't make a sound while he gets bitten time after time. He keeps firing his rifle until he finally dies from his wounds.

[Sunaj]

"Run down the ally guys take Michael with you.!!!! I am going to blast the hell out of them" Vryce runs to the edge and sticks out all the claymores left in the open satchel in an arc around the entrance to the ally. After the last person is in. "Fire in the hole" BOOM one on the right Boom One on the left few seconds later Boom right Boom left.

As waves of the infected keep coming Vryce keeps poping the claymore's till 10 have been fired. each time he would setup trip wired claymores as he moved back. Setting only 5 of them due to the extra work to get the trip wire set.

The rest of the party had knocked down a door and dashed into a building. Smoke was thick and Vryce could not find the door. he was now so deep in the ally that he could not get out.

What were the solders doing that were in the convoy with our survivors? Where was Joe? He saw William get eaten alive. Would he be next?

How many of the party were still alive? Then he sees another tank come int the ally it trips the first mine. BOOOOOOOOOOM the echo was hard and hurt his head. But the tank and several smaller beast were gone.

[spike47]

After Carl had thrown his grenade he did not dare to look back but when he heard the loud and clear footsteps he was forced to take a peek. He saw the huge deformed thing approaching him. His heart started to pound even faster, he leaned his M16 on his thigh in order to reach for another grenade. Out of nowhere a man comes running behind the Tank and attacks him with daggers. Carl begins to take steps backwards with his rifle still raised staring at the final moments of the undead giant. "What world am I living in" ,Carl questions in his head.

[Kuantek]

Kal shook himself visibly as it turned around to attack Matt. It took one step and fell at his feet. Somehow Matt hadn't gotten any blood on his robes, and he casually walked over to the man standing behind the brick wall, and as Kal moved to follow, said "Hello there. Got here just in time I see..."

Fuck this shit.

((Just for reference, all thoughts that appear in italics are Kal's. I'm using limited third-person.))

[spike47]

Carl was still suprised by the scene. He finally stood up and spoke, " I was expecting a more explosive approach but I guess that did the job". Carl painted a clear image in his mind about who these men were. One of them actually looked lke a survivor, another one of us. The one with the robe looked out of place but he usually doesn't find many strange people strange to begin with. Either way he reached out his hand and introduced himself, " The name's Carl".

[Valic]

((Decided to add some person to person conflict, spice up the story))

Jeff ran after Joe, "That fucker, he almost killed that girl. A completely innocent girl." After Joe slammed Julia's right temple in Dan screamed with what voice he had left as he ran to her side. Jeff had given Dan and the now unconscious Julia to one of the soldiers Jeff had come to know, his name was Mason. After that Jeff sprinted toward the direction Joe ran, for not only the random act of brute violence he had just inflicted on an innocent woman, but also for his safety. He may be a bastard, he may be a horrible person to be around, but he was still human. And that's all we had left, our humanity.

Jeff ran by what was left of William, it was a shame. Jeff hadn't known Will very well, but it was still hard to see him mangled like that. Jeff ran into a small ally after hearing gunshots, apparently Joe's. Jeff finally spotted the bastard firing rounds into thin air. The geographer charged Joe from behind and tackled him, kicking away his M14. He was frantically hitting at Jeff completely out of rage, Jeff punched him once in the face. "Dammit man! Get a hold of your self!" Joe's constant pounding ceased for a moment. "Did you even think of what you did to that innocent girl? You could have killed her!" Jeff yelled at Joe with anger. Jeff rose from on top of Joe and turned, "Your no better than those things out there." Jeff pointed a finger at the faint figures outside the ally. With that he noticed some of them headed in their direction...

[Kuantek]

Kal took his hand and said, "The name's Kal, what happened to the heli? Did you find any survivors?" Matt glanced at his hand then looked Carl right in the face and said, "You were on that helicopter. Your brother and everyone on it died. Except you. What makes you special?"

Kal looked at Matt surprised. He had never talked like that before. He was usually very friendly. Where did the daggers come from? Kal glanced back at the thing, then back at Matt. And where did they go? They were no longer embedded in it.

Kal wanted answers, but he heard crunching from an alley behind him. As he quickly turned, pulling his rifle down and aiming, a dagger whirled by his head and embedded in the eye of a common. Beyond the shock of a close call, it didn't affect Kal. He put a shot directly between the eyes of another common and started sprinting in the opposite direction while reloading the chamber. He figured Matt could take care of himself, and if this guy was smart, he was shooting or following. As soon as the chamber was loaded, he turned, knelt, aimed, and fired.

[StingDJ9]

The pain was tearing into Dan - into his side, and into his heart. He needed stitches and some antiseptics, but that was just a flesh wound. The stupid kid delt Dan a blow that was greater than any pain he could experience - he had hit Julia. Dan let out a blood chilling howl, wanting to do something, but unable to. Why? Dan thought. She hadn't done anything wrong...how could he hit her?!? Jeff pulled her over to Dan and asked another soldier, Mason, to watch over them.

"I'll handle this," Jeff said. Dan could tell that he was upset as well, that he also had some sort of connection to this girl. Maybe he had a daughter... Dan thought. Jeff turned and sprinted to find the raging kid. Dan sat beside Julia, resting her head in his lap, trying to see how bad the damage was. She had a gash on her temple, but no sign of brusing. Good, Dan thought. Maybe he just clipped her and she won't have any brain damage. Dan saw the monsters overrun William and dismantle him, and he cringed at the site. Vryce was nearby, commanding the defense, setting up explosives, and shouting orders to other survivors. The man, Mason, was expertly gunning down monsters left and right, protecting the injured around him. But Dan didn't care about any of this. He thought he heard a van rolling up, remembered something about being in a convoy, but he really didn't care. He could have been imagining it. His world was this girl laying in his lap - and she was in trouble.

[thest3alth]

Michael awoke with a high pitched noise in his head, but the overwhelming sound of gunshots soon stopped that. A man was standing next to him, slaughtering commons and turning around within half a second. Michael felt drunk, his head was banging, his vision blurry, his body numb. He took his hands and wrapped them around his temples. The high pitched noise was still there, but he could make out a quiet voice.
"Come on!" Michael felt dizzy.
"Get up!" The voice was getting louder. Suddenly a huge explosion echoed down an ally way to his left.
"I SAID GET UP!" The man was practically spitting in his face. Michael trudged up.
"Take your time!" He said, sarcastically. Michaels M16 was still in his sling, on his chest. He picked it up, and bought the sights to his eyes.
"Where are the others?!"

((Can someone answer that question? I don't know where you are.))

[StingDJ9]

((Since u were injured, that's Mason that helped u up. Dan and Julia are right close to you. William is dead. Joe and Jeff ran down some alleyway. Vryce is nearby defending with other survivors. We are in/around a building/bunch of alleyways. At least thats what i think. Just a sort of synopsis at this point, make sure we all on the same page.))

[thest3alth]

((We should all rally up in a building.))

[Sunaj]

((Good recap I know we are close to each other I was hoping you guys would have ducked for cover. Someone get creative and get us back in the same building.Joe and Jeff can be in the same alley as me. The Dan or Michael can describe the building. ))


Vryce turns to run but where? He then sees Joe and Jeff fighting in the alley. He runs to them. "Jeff get his arm and lets go or we are dead!" Vryce grabs Joe's left arm and Jeff his right the both apply pressure and twist them behind Joe so he is unable to break free.


"Here lets go......" BOOOOOOOOM another claymore is tripped looking down the alley it must have been a boomer that tripped the bomb. There was huge fire ball bellowing up and the remains of more infected scattered thru the alley.



"GET IN NOW!!" Vryce yells as Joe fights back. Joe sticks his leg up to the door way as to block it and Vryce kicks his other out from under him leaving Joe hanging in the air in pain from where the men hold his arms. "AHHHHHH" screams Joe but it snaps him back to reality. "OK OK ill go just dont break my arm."

After they enter the door. Jeff locks it and Vryce and Jeff bind Joes hands "This is temporary Joe for our safety"


Vryce then wires the door with 1/2 stick of C4. "Run lets go" The team hears another BOOOOOOM "There is only 1 more trap out there so we have got to go."

[thest3alth]

After dropping a number of zombies, and even killing a hunter in mid air, a thing Michael noticed was the Stryker - it was upside down.
"The others have gone their separate ways. Someone punched that woman, or something, now she is knocked out. They all ran down an ally way. The zombies that get past us try and run that ally, but there are explosives there, so we are effectively cut off." Michael strained to hear over the gunfire.
"Thanks, by the way." Michael said, still dropping zombies. If needs be, he would switch to his sawn off if they get close.
"For what?" The soldier turned around, and stopped shooting for a second. He quickly turned back.
"Not forgetting about us."
"It's fine. We need everyone we can get." Michael had also noticed the line of unconscious people sitting next to to the APC.

Suddenly, a vehicle screeched up from behind. It was that van again! Before it had stopped, Michaels saviours rushed out, and set up defensive positions around the van, covering a 360 degree angle. Russell jumped out the passenger seat, then proceeding to run towards them, his Desert Eagle in his hand, with a knife in the other one.
"We need to get out of here!" Russell started, covering in between Michael and the soldier.
"Where?!"
"I've got no damn idea, but every infected had been alerted within a mile radius. The numbers are just going to increase." Around him, members of his team grabbed a person from next to the APC. Everyone had someone slung on their shoulders, except Michael.
"It's your job to cover us. We can't get down the ally, it's mined." Russell stopped and looked around.
"There! Russell pointed to a SevenEleven."
"Back to square one..." Muttered Emily.

[TatersAndTots]

((Aren't we outta the Stryker already?))

Joe looks around. Except for bruising and a small gash on his forehead, Joe is unharmed. Joe sees blood in the driving compartment. Please no... he thinks. Erin was visiting John when the Tank attacked. He sees them both slumped in the seats. Joe examines both of them. Both smashed their skulls. Dead.

Dead... dead... dead... seems to repeat in his head as he sits down and stares. His friends are dead. The girl he loved is dead.

gone... dead...

Their driver, the only one who can drive the Stryker is dead.

no escape... dead... dead...

Ammo is low, food is low, gas is low...

Dead...

They are doomed.

Dead...

Joe feels an effect that can only be described as a snap in his brain. Even with his emotionless self, there were superficial emotions. Now it is all gone. All he feels is an indescribable anger. Aimed at nothing and everything at the same time. There is no reason that Joe can find in the haze. His face goes blank as he grabs ammo and supplies, suddenly indifferent to all that is happening. He runs out of the APC. Joe steps over the wounded man with the care he gives to a piece of furniture. The girl that they rescued tries to stop him, but he scowls and rams the gun-butt into her temple and her scream is cut short as goes down. Joe doesn't know whether he killed the woman; he hit her extremly hard. But either way, Joe doesn't care. All he knows is that horrible displaced anger. Joe swears everything has a barely-noticable red tint as he leaves the APC at a run.

Joe darts into an alleyway, oblivious to the raging battle around him. He fires his m14 with as much care as everything else to clear his path out of there.

((wtf READ THE BOLD PARTS IN THE LAST PARAGRAPH!!!!!! Joe is not a raving maniac. He is completely emotionless on the ourside, with a seething displaced hatred on the inside. I had a whole story point ready there, i wanted a villian character. We all been workin together for so long so how bout some intelligent enemies? huh!? What ever, i dont really mind waht ya did, it made sense for what you thought Joe was behaving like but please READ COMPLETLY posts to make sure you get all the important info!! Can we please restart a bit?))

Joe runs down an alleyway, firing methodically. He doesn'y notice Jeff running behind, quickly catching up.

[Sunaj]

(( I just thought you had flipped out. Think I am going to die off. The story and thread have gotten very confusing.))

Vryce jumps up after Joe but as he does he grabbed by a boomer and a few other infected. With just a pistol handy he fire into the boomer and the explosion engulfs him and the other infected in flames. blowing him 50 feet away. into a mob of infected which rip him to bits.

((Good luck and God Bless))

[spike47]

Carl had no time answer random questions especially when you are geting chased by undead people. He began to shoot wildly at them, but when he noticed that the numbers were increasing he began to sprint faster than ever. He finally catched up to Kal, turned around, and pulled the trigger. Strangely, there was no loud gunfire coming out of the M16, only a "click" "click", Carl did not know how to use a rifle, he only knew how to pull the trigger. He saw that Kal was busy and Matt wasn't useing guns. An idea suddenly popped out in his head, he pulled out his knife and then took out 2 of his 3 remaining grenades and starts to calculate a few things.

[Valic]

((Taters, my character jumped you because you almost killed the girl. It's, in my opinion, a reasonable reaction to chase you. But with Sunaj locking you up and all, that was a little far-fetched. Lets just restart after my post about us fighting. I'll repost my last entry and we'll go from there.))

Jeff ran after Joe, "That fucker, he almost killed that girl. A completely innocent girl." After Joe slammed Julia's right temple in Dan screamed with what voice he had left as he ran to her side. Jeff had given Dan and the, now unconscious, Julia to one of the soldiers Jeff had come to know, his name was Mason. After that Jeff sprinted toward the direction Joe ran, for not only the random act of brute violence he had just inflicted on an innocent woman, but also for his safety. He may be a bastard, he may be a horrible person to be around, but he was still human. And that's all we had left, our humanity.

Jeff ran by what was left of William, it was a shame. Jeff hadn't known Will very well, but it was still hard to see him mangled like that. Jeff ran into a small ally after hearing gunshots, apparently Joe's. Jeff finally spotted the bastard firing rounds into thin air. The geographer charged Joe from behind and tackled him, kicking away his M14. He was frantically hitting at Jeff completely out of rage, Jeff punched him once in the face. "Dammit man! Get a hold of your self!" Joe's constant pounding ceased for a moment. "Did you even think of what you did to that innocent girl? You could have killed her!" Jeff yelled at Joe with anger. Jeff rose from on top of Joe and turned, "Your no better than those things out there." Jeff pointed a finger at the faint figures of the Infected outside the ally. With that he noticed some of them headed in their direction...

[StingDJ9]

((and i guess i'll repost my thing, since its connected to Valic's post. Sunaj don't die! Read my post and you can still be alive defending!!! xD and the car rolling up can be thest3alth's van. And tater, i'm writing this story from my character's piont of view - so basically, if you knocked out a girl without an apparent reason (we don't know of your loss yet), then it makes sense to see you as a raging kid :P ))

The pain was tearing into Dan - into his side, and into his heart. He needed stitches and some antiseptics, but that was just a flesh wound. The stupid kid delt Dan a blow that was greater than any pain he could experience - he had hit Julia. Dan let out a blood chilling howl, wanting to do something, but unable to. Why? Dan thought. She hadn't done anything wrong...how could he hit her?!? Jeff pulled her over to Dan and asked another soldier, Mason, to watch over them.

"I'll handle this," Jeff said. Dan could tell that he was upset as well, that he also had some sort of connection to this girl. Maybe he had a daughter... Dan thought. Jeff turned and sprinted to find the raging kid. Dan sat beside Julia, resting her head in his lap, trying to see how bad the damage was. She had a gash on her temple, but no sign of brusing. Good, Dan thought. Maybe he just clipped her and she won't have any brain damage. Dan saw the monsters overrun William and dismantle him, and he cringed at the site. Vryce was nearby, commanding the defense, setting up explosives, and shouting orders to other survivors. The man, Mason, was expertly gunning down monsters left and right, protecting the injured around him. But Dan didn't care about any of this. He thought he heard a van rolling up, remembered something about being in a convoy, but he really didn't care. He could have been imagining it. His world was this girl laying in his lap - and she was in trouble.

[TatersAndTots]

Just a little outburst... nothing more... Joe thinks to himself. He slowly and methodically draws his pistol and places it in Jeff's temple. Joe pulls out Jeff's pistol and throws it a few feet in front. Joe keeps the pistol pointed at Jeff, still saying nothing after his freak out, and picks up his m14. Joe points the rifle at Jeff, at his knees actually. "I'm pretty sure getting mauled is a worse way to die, so I'll make sure to cripple you instead of killing you if you try anything..." He says, the total lack of emotion in his voice is frightening compared to the fury of a few seconds ago. Joe steps backwards and runs around a corner.

He eventually ends up at an abandoned warehouse and seals himself in. He runs to a room all the way in the back, some office, and sits in a chair. he starts to... think.

((Are we sure we want to continue? A lot of peaople are leaving, but I dont want to be the bastard and just close the rp out of nowhere. Don't worry though, i got a lot more rps ready to go if ya wanna stop. Ill make sure it gets less confusing!!))

[StingDJ9]

((i dont wanna stop xD))

[spike47]

((Hey there is still me and kuatek))

[TatersAndTots]

((lol then POST!!))

[Valic]

Jeff, on his knees because of a cheap move on Joe's part, watched as Joe ran off into the distance, "Damn that bastard, he'll never survive alone." Jeff thought to himself as he stood up once Joe was out of sight. "It's better with him gone," Jeff quietly said to himself. He had decided to forget about Joe, he wasn't worth the trouble he caused. Jeff then realized how far he had actually chased Joe, he had no idea where he was. Jeff whispered a curse, how foolish had he was to not pay mind to where he was going? Now he was separated from the group, or at least what was left of it. He had to find them, there was no hope for surviving on his own. The geographer grabbed the pistol Joe disarmed him of and searched for signs of his friends.

After about five minutes of searching the area, he found a building with a pole going up the side. After practicing Parkour with Dj in High School, he had learned how to make use of your surroundings. Jeff gripped the rusty pipe and heaved himself up. He hitched up the pipe for about 30 seconds until he finally reached the top, there he used upper body strength to crawl over the edge. Jeff let out a exhausted sigh, "It was a lot easier in high school," Jeff mumbled to himself with a chuckle. He looked around the rooftop, searching for anything useful... nothing. After the failed search, he jogged over to the direction he had presumed he came from. Once he reached the edge, he cringed at how destroyed the city really was; there were fires and overturned cars spread across the town, along with very many bodies. Then something caught his eye, it was a large group of infected surrounding something, it was their flipped APC. It was surrounded by many dead bodies, most were already infected, but some were very human. The only problem was the fact that there was absolutely no sign of his friends, except the ones strewn across the concrete.

[TatersAndTots]

Joe stares at the wall, lost in thought

They're dead...

If they weren't in that spot in the convoy... they'd by alive!

Joe jerks up in a sudden revelation.

We were put there for saftey because... because... because there were so many of us!!

If there was only three of use... we would have been put anywhere!!

They came with me... and filled the Stryker...

If they werent there, we wouldn't have been in that spot...

And we wouldn't have been attacked...

and THEY WOULD STILL BE ALIVE!!

It's them... they cause Erin and John to die... It's their fault...

their fault...

Joe begins to shake. He starts laughing wildly. He knew why they died!! It was the others!! THEY KILLED ERIN AND JOHN!! Well... i have to avenge my friends! he thinks, plans already forming in his mind.

((Yay! Insane man reasoning!! Who cares if it makes no sense, he's crazy!))

[darkgift222]

Name: James
Age: 24
Occupation: Marine

Bio: Born and Raised in Nitro, West Virginia, James had not liked his childhood. James had been wanting to see his girlfriend that had moved away to go to a College to be a nurse. He had been in the Marine's for 6 years, and he just got out.

Skills:
-Knows how to use a gun
-Knows alot about computers
-Knows what to do in a zombie attack

Current Equipment:
-Sharpened Sword
-M9 Beretta
-M40A1 Sniper Rifle
-MPT-9S Submachine gun
-hunting knife

[TatersAndTots]

((Please no more srry dude!! Just pay attention and join teh next rp that gets made! this rp is confusing as it is...))

[StingDJ9]

((let the man play! if sunaj is leaving, then its ok...he can be one of the survivors that are all together in the building with the injured survivors! ya! here i'll add him))

Jeff was gone, chasing that kid somewhere. Julia was stirring around in Dan's arms, so he thought she would be ok. The pain in his side dulled alittle, the bleeding having stopped. He put his back against a wall, lifting his rifle - it was heavy, but managable. He had no idea how he had been able to hold onto it through all of the chaos. He put Julia down and saw that she still had her pistol. That's good, Dan thought.

They were in some sort of pawn shop, a small building with a heavy steel front door, a hidden back door, and two windows on either side of the front door. Dan looked at some of the things under the counter and came across a viscious looking combat knife, and a small six shot revolver, loaded. These could come in handy, he thought as he strapped them onto his vest.

Dan surveyed the area and saw that the soldier, Mason, was firing out of one of the windows with a rifle, and he could see Vryce rigging up the front door with some kind of explosive. Behind the counter was another soldier in camoflauge fatigues. He was propping up a long bolt-action sniper rifle on the counter and effectively taking out monsters outside. "Toss me some ammo, James!" Mason cried out to the sniper. The man tossed him a fresh magazine that was lying on the counter, and then continued to wreck havoc with the rifle.

Outside, the monsters hadn't reached the store yet, since they were slowed by explosive traps and claymores that Vryce managed to set - but they were coming. "OK," Vryce started, "we hold out here for Jeff and Joe as long as we can, but if they don't make it, or if we start getting overrun, I blow the front door and we make a run for it out the back. Got it?" The small group nodded and hoped that their two lost companions would find a way back, and fast. William was dead, Dan finally understood, the shock from before now gone, and he could see that Micheal was not with them as well. I hope he is OK, Dan thought. Dan rested his M16 on a small table, looked through the sites, and fired. The recoil took him by surprise, knocking him back a few steps and bruising his shoulder. I can do this, he thought, and got back into his firing position. He fired, this time, managing to take out a monster with a three shot burst to its chest. Julia was awake at his feet now, alittle disoriented, but seemingly OK. Now if only Jeff came back now so we could get the hell out of here, he thought solemnely...

[Kuantek]

((Skipping time a little due to spike not posting))

Kal groggily opened his eyes. What the hell? The last thing he remembered was shooting commons down an alleyway. He looked at who was carrying him. It was Matt.

Kal slightly rolled, out of Matt's arms, and landing all wobbly. Matt steadied him, and Kal looked up. "What happened to me?"
"The helicopter exploded again, there must have been an intact fuel tank. You were launched back and hit a wall. Carl here is a pretty good shot, he kept 'em off of you long enough for me to get to you."
"Speaking of you getting to me. Who the hell are you? What kind of shenanigans are you pulling?"
"Ask no questions. I'll tell you no lies."

He is gonna eat me isn't he...

[thest3alth]

(( Just pretend I've done all the stuff I've posted, and ran into a 7-11. I'll meet you all there ;) ))

[spike47]

((ummm do you think it's time to unite everyone?)))

As Carl walked beside Kal and Matt he felt that his heart was still beating rapidly. He had never felt so much fear in his life. He glanced at Matt and asked "so what's the plan?". Everyone had a plan, somewhere to go, someone to look for, or a place where many survivors were settled. Carl had no plan, his family was dead. When he was younger he would always look out for his brother although he felt like his brother took care of him. When everything else was falling apart in high school Carl's day was completely transformed once he saw his brother. He was the only person Carl trusted and the closest friend. Images started to pop up in his head of his brother's body curled up in the warehouse floor. He felt guilty as always and tightened the hold on his rifle in anger.
"I'll see you soon" Carl thought, guessing that his brother is looking at him from above.

[TatersAndTots]

Joe keeps smiling, but stops laughing as he hears the doors open. he hears many footsteps and a muffled conversation. "...Where is she... think there is sanother person in here... you here his laugh?... yea, must be crazy..." Joe suddenly stops and loses all emotion once again. By now, Joe could easily be bipolar, or have two personalities in one. Joe slinks out of the room and draws a pistol and knife. Joe hears a sudden crash and sees a woman, around thirty, knock over some barrels.

A scream is heard, feminine. The group, a woman and two men, rush over. They see the second women with both a knife at her throat and a gun in her spine walking out into the open area out of the offices. Joe is still blank.

"Looking for her? Why?"

They are probably bandits or raiders. They all have the same thin dirty look. The girl has a pistol, what kind Joe cannot tell. The others have an uzi and a pump-shotgun.

"She has something we need."

"Such as..."

"Money. Some clothes. A pussy. You know..." The man smiles, showing yellow teeth. Joe suddenly smiles back. The bandits look confused at his sudden emotion.

The keep looking as Joe lifts the pistol and shoots one man, the man with the shotgun. The others gape as he fires at the other man, both headshots. The female bandit sees the inside of Joe's barrel quite nicely as he slits the runaway's throat. She falls, gurgling and bleeding, but Joe steps right over her and talks to the remaining bandit. "You got a leader?"

"Yea, guessin you want me to drop my gun?" she says. Joe nods. "They were useless dead beats anyway... not worth the food... names Jesse by the way. We could use a scoundrel like you."

They both smile again and shake hands. Joe hands her the gun back and they loot the three bodies for anything useful. They both leave the warehouse at a fast walk, eyes open for any infected.

(( I usually am an nice character, but bein insane is kinda fun!))

[Valic]

"I should really take a break," Jeff commented to himself while climbing up yet another wall. He was getting very close to the APC, although what exactly he was going to do once he got there was still an enigma to him. He had no idea where the group had went, or even if they were still alive. Also the entire area was surrounded by "commons" as they were called. Jeff swiftly turned around to the sound of two gunshots, it was in the area of where Joe ran off in. But in the dead silence that haunted this city, any sound could be heard from miles away. Jeff decided to ignore those gunshots. After all, they couldn't be the only survivors in this town.

Jeff suddenly reached a corner of a large building, he peered onto the other side. It was their burning APC. "Good, now I just have to find where Vryce and the rest headed off to," he thought to himself in an excited way. The only problem was that the place was crawling with Infected of all types. One of them caught his eye, it was a very obese thing with tumors budging out of him in many places. "That's something I better avoid," Jeff thought to himself with a face of concern. Then with one glace he found out where his companions were staying, it was what looked like a pawn shop, a small building, but useful.

After many moments of thinking how to get into the building without disturbing the Infected he noticed something very helpful. Many of the buildings were attached through ventilation shafts, including the one he was leaning on. Jeff pried open the lit to the shaft and climbed in, it was dark and cramped, but it was the only way. After about 20 minutes of crawling through various tunnels he heard faint voices below him. He reached one of the lids to find his friends holed up inside a small room. "3, 2, 1... Go!" At go he kicked open the lid, fell to the floor and heard yelps pf fright. He got to a standing position to find everybody pointing guns at him, for he did look like an infected. "Hey..."

Their guns lowered.

[thest3alth]

((So we're not meeting in that gas station...?

Also, that post was 12 hours late AGAIN.))

[Valic]

((I dunno, I think we're in a Pawn shop. Also, I won't be able to post this weekend, so just kinda make my guy go along with the story.))

[StingDJ9]

((the st3alth, the way i was thinking was that my little group (Vryce, Mason, Dan, Julia, James, Jeff) were gunna leave the pawn shop and run through the streets and then find you and your group at the 7-eleven and meet up...))

[spike47]

((I'll be gone for the weekend, just roleplay me along just nothing extreme :)))

[Valic]

((Yeah, I thought Sting's idea was what we were doing, but whatever you chose is okay. Also it turns out I will be able to post this weekend.))

[Valic]

((Ok, this RP is officially dead. But I don't want it to die in vain. Here we go, last post.))

Hello, my name is Jeffrey Scott Selikson. With me are Dan Perry, Julia Bowen, Servicemen Mason Gutarrez and James Gordon. This is my written record of our last moments during the Infection.


-Entry #1, 12/5/08

Here we are, a small group of survivors trying to hold out in a dying world. We are low on ammunition, food, and water. The Infected get closer each day to getting in to the store, there is no way out. The damn creatures started getting smart, they tried to come in through the vents.

-Entry #2, 12/6/08

They managed to get poor James, we had to shoot him ourselves because he started to turn into one of them. That night Mason shot himself while we slept, apparently he couldn't stand turning into one of those things. We put them both in makeshift coffins, hopefully to rest forever.

-Entry #3, 12/7/08

At night you can hear the screams, the horrible screams that haunt the night. I've come to the conclusion that whatever these things used to be, they aren't anymore. Something has entered their bodies, something has made them into these abominations. Getting off of that subject, we are getting increasingly cold. Without heating or fire, we are giving in to frostbite. I have noticed two of my fingers are growing increasingly blue, but that should be the least of my problems.

-Entry #4, 12/8/08

We have officially ran out of food, without it we really can't survive for much longer. Also, I heard gunshots outside this mourning. Hopefully it's the military, but deep inside I know it's not. It's just more people, just like us, trying to survive. Dan and Julia seem to have accepted their fates, they are constantly in each others arms waiting for death.

-Entry #5, 12/9/08

I woke to Dan sobbing around 2 A.M next to Julia's cold, lifeless body. They found some wine and pain pills, they were going to kill themselves together. But it seems Dan couldn't do it, but Julia could. We sat there for five hours staring at Julia's cardboard coffin, not speaking a word.

-Entry #6, 12/10/08

Dan and I talked it over, we decided that unless we got some food we would ultimately starve to death. However we could not find a way to get food other than jumping into the monstrous crowd outside, which has become worse than the burning Hells themselves. We came to the conclusion that starving was a far better death than becoming what we have come to fear the most.

-Entry #7, 12/11/08

It finally happened, my worse nightmares came to reality. The dammed infected broke the barrier and swarmed in. Dan and I had no time to react, I immediately reached for the 2x4 under my mat and ran to Dan. He was closest to the door and all of the bastards focused on him, I tried to beat them off of him, but it was to no use. He was dead before I even got to him. I ran to the roof of the building that we never dared to go, due to the chance of infected getting in. I already locked the door and tried to barricade it, but it doesn't really matter. I can hear them banging on the door, they'll get in any moment now. I have a large gash in my right arm anyway, one of the fuckers bit me. I know sooner or later I'm gonna turn into one of them. But I came prepared for this, I have with me a 6 shot revolver with one bullet, and only one bullet.


To any who happen to come across this journal, know that we were ordinary people. Ordinary people who have come this far in trying to survive the inevitable.

P.S, If anyone finds this tell my cousin, my best friend, my brother Doyle Jerry Lanceheart that his brother, Jeffrey Selikson, never for one moment stopped thinking about him. I love you Dj.

[thest3alth]

((Wow, that was a deep ending, well done.))

[TatersAndTots]

((gg man... /cry))

[StingDJ9]

valic, i love you. that was awesome. xD

now tater, go make a new rp

[Valic]

Seriously, I'd go for another RP.

[thest3alth]

I'm up for it.

[TatersAndTots]

((ROFL i already did! :D look for Shadow Worlds RP))