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 Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 1:20 pm
After a few hours of studying the undead, Anoko left the basement and headed up to the main room of the fortress. He moved his way through the supplys and to a large stairwel leading to the next floor. Up the stairs was a large hallway, with doors flanking the sides of the hall. He went into the third door on the left, sit h was his living room.
The room was basically a large TV put on top of two end tables placed next to eachother. Their was also a large coffe table set out a few feet away, witch was covered with empty soda cans. Just behind that was a large couch that could seat around six people if they all squished together. Their was also a PS3 pluged into the TV, with the controlers sitting on the couch arm. Against the farthest wall from the door the was also a small fridge.
Anoko turned on the TV and the PS3. After selecting to play his game, Call Of Duty World At War, he grabbed the controler, a AW root beer from the fridge, sat down on the couch, and began playing Natzi Zombies Mode. "If only it could be that easy..." He mumbled under his breath.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 1:57 am
Jordon-wolf-demon Shane looked up hearing thudding and saw mark approaching with something in his hand,he sooner realized it was morphine and nodded and in turn handed Mark his shotgun and his M-16 "here take these they're empty right now...but I'm gonna have to scrounge for ammo later for now I gotta help carry Alex." He looked down at her and stroked her hair."hun we're gonna move you after I stablize you,everything'll be okay your gonna make it stay with me please listen to me voice Alex your gonna live do you hear me your gonna live." he said as he stabbed the syringe into the morphine and brought it in then stabbed it into her leg and injected her with it."how do you feel Alex? Can you feel me poking you?"he said as he poked her with the tip of the other needle. He looked at Rayde and smiled a bit."I think she'll make it I'll talk to you after we move her to a more secure location and I'll get my assistant,"he said now motioning to mark."to make sure she stays stable while I talk to you." (I thought we'd established the fact that morphine is a terrible idea for someone who has lost a lot of blood.) Nilla looked at Shane, wide-eyed, as if she had no idea he was addressing her. He was calling her "Alex". It was her real name, she was sure, but she was no longer familiar with it. In her mind, she was Nilla. Only Nilla. She'd had no idea who Alex was. She'd forgotten. She'd forgotten everything that made her who she was. As far as she was concerned, Alex no longer existed. For all she knew, Alex might never exist again. Nilla moaned in pain when Shane stabbed her with the syringe. Her moan died into a quiet murmur as her heart rate slowed and her blood pressure plummeted. She slipped into unconsciousness, a slight smile curving her bluish lips. She was happy to be free of the pain.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 8:28 pm
Charlie scaled down the stairs and flashed his light around. The basement was wide and had a leather couch and a entertainment system against the right wall. In the middle laid a pool table with only the 6,7, and 8 balls on it. On the opposite wall was something of a shrine on top of an old fashioned wood-burn fireplace. He walked over to the shrine and saw a custom Benelli Nova shotgun inside of a glass case. Ignoring the candles, pictures, and even three snowglobes he pushed the case the over the edge of the fire place and everything came down with it. The glass case broke and everything around it clattered and shattered with it. He picked up the shotgun and weighed it in his hands, perfect he said. He turned around scavenged the counter... there were no munitions for the shotgun. Even though he realized the gun couldnt shoot without any shells he kept it anyway, just because it looked cool. He held it up by the barrel at Mako. "I got dibbs." He said as he looked around..., Seeing as if there were no doors in the room, he jogged merrily up the stairs giving the dead old mans forehead a slap on the way up looking foward to the nights rest.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 8:38 pm
((fuuuuuuuu is my group completely dead >.<))
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 2:34 pm
((mark gave it to him okay...originally he wasn't going to use it but considering he is going to have to move her it would be best that she wasn't screaming.)) Shane sighed and shook his head and slapped her on her cheeks as he continued working,he nearly had her all patched up and as for her bleeding it was only trickling out now as he dug out some more pieces of shrapnel...the final pieces.he stitched her up and got some stimulant for her that would arouse her a bit injecting it into her chest so it would go to her heart faster.it wasn't the brightest idea but it's all he could do to get her from fading.he started to redress her so she was warm enough to retain body heat. NoLifeKing66 Jordon-wolf-demon Shane looked up hearing thudding and saw mark approaching with something in his hand,he sooner realized it was morphine and nodded and in turn handed Mark his shotgun and his M-16 "here take these they're empty right now...but I'm gonna have to scrounge for ammo later for now I gotta help carry Alex." He looked down at her and stroked her hair."hun we're gonna move you after I stablize you,everything'll be okay your gonna make it stay with me please listen to me voice Alex your gonna live do you hear me your gonna live." he said as he stabbed the syringe into the morphine and brought it in then stabbed it into her leg and injected her with it."how do you feel Alex? Can you feel me poking you?"he said as he poked her with the tip of the other needle. He looked at Rayde and smiled a bit."I think she'll make it I'll talk to you after we move her to a more secure location and I'll get my assistant,"he said now motioning to mark."to make sure she stays stable while I talk to you." (I thought we'd established the fact that morphine is a terrible idea for someone who has lost a lot of blood.) Nilla looked at Shane, wide-eyed, as if she had no idea he was addressing her. He was calling her "Alex". It was her real name, she was sure, but she was no longer familiar with it. In her mind, she was Nilla. Only Nilla. She'd had no idea who Alex was. She'd forgotten. She'd forgotten everything that made her who she was. As far as she was concerned, Alex no longer existed. For all she knew, Alex might never exist again. Nilla moaned in pain when Shane stabbed her with the syringe. Her moan died into a quiet murmur as her heart rate slowed and her blood pressure plummeted. She slipped into unconsciousness, a slight smile curving her bluish lips. She was happy to be free of the pain.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 2:38 pm
Mako checked the corners of the basement finding nothing around,until he checked a small doorway, then he heard a crash. Mako sprinted back to Charlie, gun raised before he relized Charlie had caused the noise. "You can have the gun," Mako said, reaching behind his back to the black pouch he had found. "But I get the ammo." He said, smileing kiddishly he tossed the bag of 15 shots to Charlie. He then followed him upstairs.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 12:32 pm
(Sorry I've been gone guys!)
As the wind blew through her hair, Rayde could feel the weight of the terrible day on her as she lit one of her last remaining cigarettes and slowly stood up treading very gently on her broken leg. The blood was begining to seep through the bandages again but nothing so as to alarm her. Nilla was more important at the moment. "Hey hun, stay with us. I know that it is nice and the loss of pain makes it easy to sleep but don't, trust me. It ain't worth it." Rayde had caught her second wind and was starting to regain some of her wits. She could feel herself detach a bit as she slowly took a drag of the cigarette. It helped her deal with the chaos. "Shane, what do you need help with."
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 1:04 pm
(about time you all decided to come back ;D)
Mark nodded silently to Shane, "whatever you need help doing let me know". That said he moved to stand ready already wishing they were at the shelter. It was sturdy and seemed safe enough but he only wanted to be there for as long as necessary, though that could mean months if the injury's were anything to go by. Glancing at the wounded group Mark cringed inwardly. Not long ago they had all been full of life, both laughing and crying openly. Now they appeared sunken in and devoid of hope. Mark hoped it would change after everyone had a good rest and some time to recoup. More than that he wished he'd taken a medic class so he could further help Shane more than just to move things around. With a quiet sigh Mark realized he'd let his mind wander away from him, something that could be deadly in their current situation. Glancing around Mark looked to see if he had missed anything in his brief absence. Shane still worked frantically trying to keep Nilla alive, Rayde had a pained look on her face but he could not tell if it was her leg or the want to do something for Nilla too. Stepping lightly Mark readied himself to aid however he could.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 1:32 pm
((finally biggrin your back rayde your back n_n I kinda ******** up our situation in the wasteland though sweatdrop ))
Shane looked up at Rayde.''I aint strong enough to lift her on my own and then again it isn`t about strength its about whether we want her to remain whole.''he said whispering the last part as he grabbed Nilla`s arms and motioned for rayde to grab her legs. ''Mark lead us to the spot you found and keep any zombies off us...they'll be drawn to the smell'' he said in a bit of frustration,he was on the verge of a mental breakdown and he had a fatally wounded girl laying infront of him expecting help from a woman with a broken leg and asking someone who was practically a little kid to guard them,this was a bad,bad situation indeed. he pulled his wits together shakingly and brought himself back to the physical world.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 2:04 pm
After about an hour of playing, Anoko paused the game and looked out the window. About seven zombies were outside, pushing themselves agaisnt the fence. "Dammit..." Anoko mumbled, "They fallowed us home"
Anoko moved down into the main room were most supplies were kept. He grabed a few boxes of ammunition for his hunting rifle and went back upstairs. He loaded his rifle and aimed out the window, staring down his scope.
The zombies saw Anoko and began almost throwing themselves agaisnt the chain-link fence. "Die..." Anoko mumbled as he pulled the trigger, aiming for a zombie that was about to attemp again to knock the fence over. The zombie toppled over and hit the ground when the bullet entered it's brain. Anoko reapeated this with the others. "Lets hope more don't show up..." He mumbled and sat back down to play his game, but left his rifle sitting beside him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 8:39 pm
Eric suddenly threw himself over the couch and landed beside Anoko,his face was lit up with excitement. "Your place is pretty cool,much better then my safe-house" He said simply,but his eyes were glued to the TV screen. "Nazi Zombies,eh? Kinda ironic if you ask me," He watched Anoko play the game, "you know,you'd be surprised how many people still play online despite the whole Zombie Apocalypse thing...". Eric stole a glance outside the window and saw the zombies, "you sure that fence will hold?" he didn't look to worried about it,but it still bothered him slightly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 11:27 pm
-turns on walkie talkie-"Nooo Jackie, Help Ed.""I'm trying. Wth is he doing?""Jackie give me cover!" -jumps of roof to get to radio and turns it on- "Hello anyone near Irvine? We need a vehicle and an extra finger. If you can please respon.... Oh God Noooo....."
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 2:43 am
Rayde grimaced as Shane motioned for her to grab Nilla's legs. She could barely support her own weight let alone another persons. The only reason she was able to stand and walk a little bit at all was by force of will and even that was tough. Rayde looked at Shane and asked, " why don't we make a litter to move her? It's quick and less dangerous to move her and... I don't have to lift her. I'm barely walking as it is, I can't hold her weight and mine." Looking at Nilla she added, "Not that you're fat hun," Back to Shane, "It's too easy to make just let me get one of the shirts out of my assault pack and Hey Mark, you were Army right? you got any of your old Army issue tops as a spare? We can use those to make a litter to move her safely and quickly." Rayde took a slow drag from her cigarette and looked at Nilla, "Don't worry Nilla, we'll get you out of here," Rayde told her with a smile, "Told you everything's gonna be alright." Rayde hobbled her way painfully over to Shane and asked him quietly, "You didn't drop my assault pack in the sewers, did you?"
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 6:33 am
"of course I didn't."he said handing her the assault pack and kept stimulating Nilla with different stimulants.he had to think but he had to act at the same time,either way there may not be a chance of the girl's survival.but he had to try his hardest and he was."your gonna make it Nilla stay with me,stay with me listen to my voice."
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 10:34 am
Nodding Mark quickly put down his pack and rummaged through it to find a few old tops. A couple had a hole or two but they'd work for what was needed. Handing them to Rayde he Ran off to the tree line to hack a few sturdy branches down. Bringing them back to the others Mark began the process of lashing them together. He'd done this before in one of his many tours, though it was usually under fire at those times.....
Mark ducked his head down as yet another bullet whipped over his head. Turning to his partner he half yelled to get some cover fire up. Checking his own weapon he swore. That last barrage had put a hole in the side of his M203 grenade launcher. The M16 was fine but no more heavy firepower. Hastily Mark tore the launcher off and threw it down, they needed to move. "Lets go I'll cover you!" Tossing his gun to a friend and catching his M60 Mark set the bi-pod on a long dead tree stump and opened fire.
With a start Mark looked up, aware that yet again he'd let his mind wander. Looking back down the litter was finished and with a few testing tugs Mark set it down next to Nilla. Putting his backpack on Mark said half to himself "We need to move" With a start he realized he'd spoken out loud. "Damn I need a nap" he said with a frown.
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