The Zombie RPG - IC Season Thread

[Catman_prb]

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

Unfortunately yeah, it was wierd...i woke up and found someone in my house missing an arm and for some reason it just never clicked what was happening until i'd thrown myself out of the window. My dad is gonna kill me for that.

I wouldnt be too bothered mate.....chances are he's dead.

Thomas looked in shock at Jack. How could he say that? His family were survivors. He didnt want to believe it. Jack quickly realised how insensitive he'd come across.

Dude..Im sorry....I.......

There was silence as Jack tried to rummage for an apology.Thomas turned and faced the window. He gazed out as he thought about his family. He was determined more now than ever to find his sister.

The truck continued down the road for a further 20 minutes before Jack pulled up to the curb.

Here you are buddy boy....listen im sure your sister is fine.Just take care in there dude...id hate to have to smash your skull in too.

He gave a smile as Thomas jumped out of the passenger seat. His hands were already starting to sweat as he faced the derelict looking building. He reached over to his bag and took one of the clubs out of it. He clutched onto it like it was the only thing precious to him in the world,his knuckles were white from the grip.

He made his way into the school grounds. A stench of flesh rose from the floor as he made his way tip toeing past all the bodies laying there. He daredn't touch any of them incase they were just laying dormant. His heart was pounding before he even reached the main door. Sweat formed on his forehead and started to run down the back of his neck too. He stood at the front door and pushed it slightly. It gave a soft creak as it swung open.

Thomas nearly threw up from the smell and sight he saw in the main reception area. Teachers and students lying in ruin,lims missing or torso's ripped open. This was the worst sight ever. He glanced briefly at the bodies,telling himself in his mind that none of them were Sophie. At this point he was right.

Bang Bang

Thomas spun around to see the front door shut quickly behind him. Damn wind. Hottest day but still a through draft to scare the crap out of him. He'd seen the films though so he shouldve expected that. Although his mind was elsewhere in here...it was on his sister, and the horrors he was standing over.

Another sound got his attention coming from a little deeper into the school. A slow dragging sound. He made his way slowly towards its point of origin. As he neared he found it coming from a class room. He peered slightly round the corner to see someone or something dragging the top half or their torso across the floor. Luckily it was facing the other way and so didnt notice Thomas slip past the doorway. He came to another room which looked like a staff room. Teacups and chairs littered the floor along with a large amount of blood. He walked in and noticed out of the corner of his eye, a shape slumped behind a chair. As he neared he spoke very softly so as to not startle anyone...or attract that thing in the other room.

Hello?

There was no response from the body but something else reacted. A muffled moan came from the cupboard at the back of the room. The doors were twitching as if ready to burst open. Thomas crept closer and with an outstretched arm, hooked the golf club around the handle and flipped the door open.

All of a sudden the school filled with an ear piercing scream. Thomas saw a woman fall out of the cupboard clutching something. Her hands were covering her face and shielding what looked like a body.

Thomas realised who it was.

Sophie!!!!!

His sister looked up to see the best thing she'd seen all day. Her eyes were red with crying.

Thomas.

She ran and hugged her big brother. A feeling of relief lifted off his shoulders as he wrapped his arms round her

Its ok im here now.

The teacher stood and looked at them both...She smiled but only briefly as a look of fear ran across her face.

Thomas saw this and spun round to find two zombies nearing them all. The teacher backed away to the wall behind the cupboard. She screamed as the figure slumped originally behind the chair had become animated and risen to its feet. They were surrounded. Thomas tried to find a way out but it was no good. He went to raise his club only for his arms to fall weak. He lost his grip and the club bounced out of reach. All he could do was back away. He'd come all this way for his sister but couldnt save her.

He hugged her and shut his eyes waiting for what could be the end.

Jack sat back in the truck. He'd probably been a bit harsh to the guy, but to be honest he didn't care. He'd just been raised like that. He watched as Thomas entered the school reception area.

A couple of seconds later a zombie stumbled in the door after him. Jack was tempted to go and help, but the survival instinct took over, and he stayed put. All the same his hands gripped tighted around a wrench he'd found in the back of the truck, and he fished out a chainsaw, among the items he'd found in the garage.

Then he heard the first scream. It was high-pitched, obviously a woman. Jack kicked the door of the truck open, and ran up the path to the school. If there was a female survivor, he was there.

He ran through a reception are full of rotting corpses and dead students, and down the corridor. He saw what appeared to be the staff-room door open and ducked inside. What he saw momentarily shook him. A pretty young girl, only a few years younger than Jack, and quite obviously Thomas' sister, clutched to Thomas, and a cowering woman.

"Tommy!" he shouted. Thomas looked at him bewildered.

He sighed and leapt forwards with the wrench, knocking the nearest zombie in the head, and breaking the circle. They turned on Jack. Bollocks, he thought. He looked up at Jack.

"Catch!" he shouted throwing the chainsaw over the top of the zombies to him. Jack held the wrench behind his shoulder, as if playing baseball.

"Batter up," he grinned.

 

[Nightwing]

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

Thomas felt a huge relief as Jack came bursting through the doors.The zombies turned their attention to the new feast that had tried to surprise them. The first zombie fell as a wench smashed through his skull.

Batter up

Jack hurled a chainsaw in Thomas' direction but he was too frozen to the spot and didnt want to let go of Sophie either. The chainsaw rolled across the floor

What the hell are you doin?

Jack swung from left to right with the wrench connected with the second zombies temple. A crack could be heard as its head was almost ripped clean off its shoulders.

Pick the friggin 'saw up and hack that lil' bast'rd.I aint doin all the work here

The third zombie seemed to understand what had ben said and made its way back towards the three unarmed survivors. The teacher stood up and pushed her way behind Thomas. The zombie leapt forward only to fall short about 3 or 4 inches due to the large chunk of wrench sticking into its spinal column.

Yur a friggin wuss dude.That thing was gonna eat ya....never mind.Come on

Sophie looked at Thomas in disappointment..how could he have saved her? He couldnt even react when a zombie tried to attack her. She saw herself being safer with Jack. She ran up and grabbed his hand.

What the?oh great...now i got a leech on my hands

Thomas followed with the teacher behind...his head hung down to the floor as they all made their way back to the truck...Jack making sure he grabbed the 'saw before they left.

 

[Catman_prb]

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

Thomas felt a huge relief as Jack came bursting through the doors.The zombies turned their attention to the new feast that had tried to surprise them. The first zombie fell as a wench smashed through his skull.

Batter up

Jack hurled a chainsaw in Thomas' direction but he was too frozen to the spot and didnt want to let go of Sophie either. The chainsaw rolled across the floor

What the hell are you doin?

Jack swung from left to right with the wrench connected with the second zombies temple. A crack could be heard as its head was almost ripped clean off its shoulders.

Pick the friggin 'saw up and hack that lil' bast'rd.I aint doin all the work here

The third zombie seemed to understand what had ben said and made its way back towards the three unarmed survivors. The teacher stood up and pushed her way behind Thomas. The zombie leapt forward only to fall short about 3 or 4 inches due to the large chunk of wrench sticking into its spinal column.

Yur a friggin wuss dude.That thing was gonna eat ya....never mind.Come on

Sophie looked at Thomas in disappointment..how could he have saved her? He couldnt even react when a zombie tried to attack her. She saw herself being safer with Jack. She ran up and grabbed his hand.

What the?oh great...now i got a leech on my hands

Thomas followed with the teacher behind...his head hung down to the floor as they all made their way back to the truck...Jack making sure he grabbed the 'saw before they left.

Jack started up the truck, and skid off the front of the school field. He looked at Thomas.

"Tommy, pass me a beer man, they're in the back seat," he said, nodding backwards with his head. The little girl, Sophie her name was, was curled up close, between Thomas and Jack. Jack looked at the attractive young teacher.

"So...how you doin'?" he said grinning. She smiled back. Hey, maybe the end of civilisation wasn't that bad anyway.

 

[Nightwing]

Jack started up the truck, and skid off the front of the school field. He looked at Thomas.

"Tommy, pass me a beer man, they're in the back seat," he said, nodding backwards with his head. The little girl, Sophie her name was, was curled up close, between Thomas and Jack. Jack looked at the attractive young teacher.

"So...how you doin'?" he said grinning. She smiled back. Hey, maybe the end of civilisation wasn't that bad anyway.

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

Thomas handed the beer to Jack and watched his feeble attempts to flirt with someone whilst looking through the rear view mirror.

Hey Jack...any chance you could help me with something?

Sure buddy boy...what is it?

If I die will you promise me youll look after Sophie?

You aint gonna die dude.... Jack was already regretting picking this guy up in the first place

Just promise me...I froze back there and I reckon that kinda thing will happen again

Thomas dont be silly.It wasnt your fault...

Yeah listen to the little un dude....itll come to ya....and when it does...ooo weee are me and you gonna have some fun bashin in skulls and stuff...i tell you dude its heaps of fun....and to answer your question....no I cant promise, cos your gonna look after her.

Thomas looked at Jack as he drove, swiggin his beer and giving a cheeky wink into the rear view at the teacher every now and then.

Thomas turned to look at the teacher. Her eyes were closed and she sat with her arms folded, swaying to the motion of the truck

I think shes asleep

Jack looked in the mirror and then turned his head to check.

Wow they made you brits so smart huh? Never wouldve guessed the obvious there my man.I thought she was havin a bath.

They all turned and focused on the road.

 

[Catman_prb]

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

Thomas handed the beer to Jack and watched his feeble attempts to flirt with someone whilst looking through the rear view mirror.

Hey Jack...any chance you could help me with something?

Sure buddy boy...what is it?

If I die will you promise me youll look after Sophie?

You aint gonna die dude.... Jack was already regretting picking this guy up in the first place

Just promise me...I froze back there and I reckon that kinda thing will happen again

Thomas dont be silly.It wasnt your fault...

Yeah listen to the little un dude....itll come to ya....and when it does...ooo weee are me and you gonna have some fun bashin in skulls and stuff...i tell you dude its heaps of fun....and to answer your question....no I cant promise, cos your gonna look after her.

Thomas looked at Jack as he drove, swiggin his beer and giving a cheeky wink into the rear view at the teacher every now and then.

Thomas turned to look at the teacher. Her eyes were closed and she sat with her arms folded, swaying to the motion of the truck

I think shes asleep

Jack looked in the mirror and then turned his head to check.

Wow they made you brits so smart huh? Never wouldve guessed the obvious there my man.I thought she was havin a bath.

They all turned and focused on the road.

"Tommy, you know how to drive right?"

"Sure, i guess," Thomas said nervously.

"Right then," he said, letting go of the wheel, and diving over the back of the seat. Thomas grabbed the wheel, in a mad dash. Jack siddled up close to the teacher.

"Well hello there," he said softly. The teacher opened her eyes just enough to show the whites.
"What's a pretty thing like you doing in an apocalypse like this?" he said. She groaned slightly. Just like... Jack prodded her. Her eyes opened, and they were fully white.
"Aaaw hell no!" he shouted pulling himself over the top of the seat. The Brit nd his sister screamed, Thomas slamming the breaks.

"How in god's name is slowing down gonna help us edjit?!" he shouted, as other zombies started banging on the windows. Jack pulled Thomas out of the wheel, and drove over a zombie as he made his escape. Thomas seemed to relax.

"What the hell?!? There's a zombie in the damned car man. Kill the SOB," he shouted putting the wrench in his hand. He seemed hesitant.

"For your ****ing sister man! To protect her!" he screamed. Then Thomas brought the wrench around in an arc, taking the teachers head clean off. Jack breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well bang goes the love interest," he said. Then he turned to Sophie. "soo honey, how old are you?"

 

[Nightwing]

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

So honey...how old are you?

Thomas looked up....blood dripping from the wrench. Jack saw the look in his eye

Ok dude chill....dont start going all rambo on me now you've killed someone.

That wasnt a person.That was one of them

What ever you say dude. Theyre all zombies but that one just happened to save your sister not less than 20 minutes ago....

Jack rolled over another two zombies. One of which bounced off the bonnet leaving an arm behind

Dude...did you see that? Its friggin arms still ont he car...hang on.

He spun the car 90 degrees around a bend at full speed.The arm slid off as Jack laughed.

Thomas looked at his sister who seemed to be laughing too.

What's so funny?

Well think about it. Were in the worst possible situation right?

I guess. Why?

Well do you not feel kinda lucky?concsidering your still alive and not dropping limbs all over the place? I mean if that was me i'd be pretty damn p****d if i got hit by a truck and my arm came off..

Jack just continued laughing,it was very sadistic but reasurring in another way. How often would they get to laugh in this situation. Thomas looked behind him to see the headless body of the teacher still in the back.

Yeah i know what your thinking.

Jack slammed on. Thomas jumped out of the passenger seat and dragged the body off the back. Jack scanned the area for zombies. He could see them silhouetted on the hill top. He saw someone making a run for it away from them.

Look alive dude another survivor.

They all waited and watched as the male out ran the hordes only to trip. He screamed in pain. It looked to Thomas as if he had broken his ankle. It didnt matter. It took less than a minute for the horde to be on top of him. His skin was ripped from the bones as he lay on the ground, still screaming. Thomas covered Sophies eyes and tried to cover his own.

Ok i think this part of the guided tour is over....shall we leave now?

Jack started up the truck and they made their way into town..

Next stop....The Mall

 

[Spike_x1]

Kincaid takes a deep breath and says, "Okay hold on for a sec."

He pulls out a thin peice of copper wire, unfolds it and hands it to Peirce.

He says, "All-right this thing should pick the lock. Hold onto it until I call for it. Picking the lock is not going to be an issue. The issue might be if the store has an alarm. A silent alarm we can deal with the cops ain't gonna come here. If it's one of those blasting ones...we're screwed. We might as well shoot each other."

Kincaid pulls out two flares and says, "As soon as I throw these things haul it all the way to the store."

He lights them up and throws them. Kincaid says, "GO!"

The two race to the medical store and notice the zombies heading to the flares.

They reach the store. Kincaid holds his hand out and says, "Wire! Great they got an alarm."

He starts to mumble, "Don't look at the zombies, work the lock, work the lock."

He looks up at Peirce and says, "Got it! Hold your breath!"

Kincaid opens the door and says, "All's quiet get in there!"

The two men dive in the room and close the door.

He says, "All-right lets get moving."

As the two men quietly creeped through the small dark part of the mall, a single zombie stealthily shuffled along, just around a corner several meters in front of them. In the silent and unlit confined space, as the men walked forward and past the corner, the undead creature's teeth were almost sunk into the back of Pierce's neck when a heavy wrench shattered the zombie's skull.

The two men immediately spun and looked at the newcomer, focusing their sight, in the dark, at the smirking man in front of them, holding a bloody wrench and with eyes shining in amusement. "Ta-da," said Ben plainly.

 

[wiegeabo]

Inside the store, Spenser and I quietly make our way towards the medical supplies. That's when I feel hot breath on the back of my neck.

"HOLY-!!!" By the time I spin around, the zombies skull explodes.

"-****?"

"Ta-da!"

Spenser and I look at each other. "Um..." I say, barely able to hear my voice over the pounding in my chest. "Hi...Um...Who the hell are you?"

 

[Spike_x1]

Ben spun the wrench skillfully like a baton in his fingers and studied the other two men for a brief moment, his eyes pausing for just a second on Spenser before meeting Pierce's gaze.

"The name's Benjamin." He tossed the wrench to his left hand and reached out with his now empty right hand in greeting. "Pleased to meetcha!"

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Inside the store, Spenser and I quietly make our way towards the medical supplies. That's when I feel hot breath on the back of my neck.

"HOLY-!!!" By the time I spin around, the zombies skull explodes.

"-****?"

"Ta-da!"

Spenser and I look at each other. "Um..." I say, barely able to hear my voice over the pounding in my chest. "Hi...Um...Who the hell are you?"

Ben spun the wrench skillfully like a baton in his fingers and studied the other two men for a brief moment, his eyes pausing for just a second on Spenser before meeting Pierce's gaze.

"The name's Benjamin." He tossed the wrench to his left hand and reached out with his now empty right hand in greeting. "Pleased to meetcha!"

Spenser shakes hands tenatively with Benjamin and says, "Spenser. He's Peirce and right now we have to get some of these medical supplies to a wounded teen. Then we got a couple humans here who might be trapped somewhere in this joint."

Spenser begins gathering the supplies.

I know that guy I knw him from someone where but...oh HELL! What is he doing here?

 

[wiegeabo]

Spenser shakes hands tenatively with Benjamin and says, "Spenser. He's Peirce and right now we have to get some of these medical supplies to a wounded teen. Then we got a couple humans here who might be trapped somewhere in this joint."

Spenser begins gathering the supplies.

I know that guy I knw him from someone where but...oh HELL! What is he doing here?

"Yeah so...since you're not a zombie...care to give us a hand? I you'll help carry all the supplies we'll need I can help Spenser keep the zombies at bay while we find those who are trapped and get back to our friends."

 

[MST3K 4ever]

"Yeah so...since you're not a zombie...care to give us a hand? I you'll help carry all the supplies we'll need I can help Spenser keep the zombies at bay while we find those who are trapped and get back to our friends."

Kincaid looks at Pierce and says, "All-right with me, but one question do either one of you two now how to apply this stuff to Jacob? I do, but now matter we better get moving time's a waistin'."

He continues gathering some supplies and puts them in a duffle bag.

Time's a waistin' should be a hint to Ben that I know his secret too...and chances are likely he knows me...inspite of plastic surgery. So what? He keeps to his side of the street I'll stay on mine. Ohteriwse I'll do waht I should've done in 2002.

 

[wiegeabo]

Kincaid looks at Pierce and says, "All-right with me, but one question do either one of you two now how to apply this stuff to Jacob? I do, but now matter we better get moving time's a waistin'."

He continues gathering some supplies and puts them in a duffle bag.

Time's a waistin' should be a hint to Ben that I know his secret too...and chances are likely he knows me...inspite of plastic surgery. So what? He keeps to his side of the street I'll stay on mine. Ohteriwse I'll do waht I should've done in 2002.

"Already forgot I'm a doctor?"I try joking to lighten the mood. I'm already filling bags with medical supplies that Jacob needs, as well as anything else we may need in the future that's easy to carry. I toss my filled bag to Ben. "Catch." Then I grab another from behind the counter and start filling it.

"So, we get back to Jacob, I'll stay with him, and you guys get the others trapped in the mall. Sound like a plan?" I top off the second bag and toss it to Ben as well. I consider grabbing a third, but it would just bog Ben down and probably make enough noise to attract the zombies. "Start filling any empty pockets with anything you can carry. I have a felling we'll need every little bit."

 

[Spike_x1]

Spenser shakes hands tenatively with Benjamin and says, "Spenser. He's Peirce and right now we have to get some of these medical supplies to a wounded teen. Then we got a couple humans here who might be trapped somewhere in this joint."

Spenser begins gathering the supplies.

I know that guy I knw him from someone where but...oh HELL! What is he doing here?

"Spenser, eh? Sure," said Ben offhandedly as he winked before turning his attention back to Pierce.

"Already forgot I'm a doctor?"I try joking to lighten the mood. I'm already filling bags with medical supplies that Jacob needs, as well as anything else we may need in the future that's easy to carry. I toss my filled bag to Ben. "Catch." Then I grab another from behind the counter and start filling it.

"So, we get back to Jacob, I'll stay with him, and you guys get the others trapped in the mall. Sound like a plan?" I top off the second bag and toss it to Ben as well. I consider grabbing a third, but it would just bog Ben down and probably make enough noise to attract the zombies. "Start filling any empty pockets with anything you can carry. I have a felling we'll need every little bit."

"I live to serve," replied Ben with a smirk as he grabbed the bags that he was given and stuffed any extra kibble into his pockets.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

"Already forgot I'm a doctor?"I try joking to lighten the mood. I'm already filling bags with medical supplies that Jacob needs, as well as anything else we may need in the future that's easy to carry. I toss my filled bag to Ben. "Catch." Then I grab another from behind the counter and start filling it.

"So, we get back to Jacob, I'll stay with him, and you guys get the others trapped in the mall. Sound like a plan?" I top off the second bag and toss it to Ben as well. I consider grabbing a third, but it would just bog Ben down and probably make enough noise to attract the zombies. "Start filling any empty pockets with anything you can carry. I have a felling we'll need every little bit."

Kincaid shakes his head slightly and says, "Yeah sorry Pierce guess the stress is starting to show. I'll feel better once Jacob is out of the woods."

He looks at Ben and says, "Just so you know we got the commnication from the Radio Shack. Say we take the maintence tunnels to the back door and go from there."

 

[wiegeabo]

Kincaid shakes his head slightly and says, "Yeah sorry Pierce guess the stress is starting to show. I'll feel better once Jacob is out of the woods."

He looks at Ben and says, "Just so you know we got the commnication from the Radio Shack. Say we take the maintence tunnels to the back door and go from there."

"There's maintenance tunnels? Well why didn't we just use them to begin with?" I close up the last pocket on my vest. I feel like I'm twice as big with all the stuff I crammed in my uniform. I check the ammo in my P-90. not full, but close.

"Ok. Let's say we get the hell out of here and get back to the others."

 

[MST3K 4ever]

"There's maintenance tunnels? Well why didn't we just use them to begin with?" I close up the last pocket on my vest. I feel like I'm twice as big with all the stuff I crammed in my uniform. I check the ammo in my P-90. not full, but close.

"Ok. Let's say we get the hell out of here and get back to the others."

Kincaid says, "The reasons are two-fold. 1) We needed to see what we were dealing with out in the open, to see if it was safe or where we were exactly in the mall. 2) None of us really knew where the tunnels led us or where they were exactly located. However..."

He pulls out a folded map from underneath the desk and taps it.

He says, "Now we have a very good idea."

Kincaid puts the map away and pulls out one of his 45's and chambers a round.

He says to Peirce, "Okay let's go to Radio Shack and see if we can find the survivors there."

Kincaid turns to Benjamin and says, "We can always use more help. You comin'?"

 

[Spike_x1]

Kincaid says, "The reasons are two-fold. 1) We needed to see what we were dealing with out in the open, to see if it was safe or where we were exactly in the mall. 2) None of us really knew where the tunnels led us or where they were exactly located. However..."

He pulls out a folded map from underneath the desk and taps it.

He says, "Now we have a very good idea."

Kincaid puts the map away and pulls out one of his 45's and chambers a round.

He says to Peirce, "Okay let's go to Radio Shack and see if we can find the survivors there."

Kincaid turns to Benjamin and says, "We can always use more help. You comin'?"

Ben smiled with a happy sparkle in his eyes as he hefted the bags he was carrying behind his shoulder and out of the way. "You bet your ass." The large wrench appeared once again in Ben's hand as he followed the others.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Ben smiled with a happy sparkle in his eyes as he hefted the bags he was carrying behind his shoulder and out of the way. "You bet your ass." The large wrench appeared once again in Ben's hand as he followed the others.

Quikcly Kincaid looks at the Map and says, "All-right let's head west for about 20 yards and that will put us right behind Radio-Shack."

He puts the map away and pulls out the 45 and says, "I'll take lead, Ben you got the back. Peirce you're in the middle. You're the doctor you need the most protection. You're one of the most valued resources of the group."

Kincaid sticks his head around the corner and says, "It's clear for the moment, move fast keep quiet."
The trio moves out to Radio-Shack.

 

[Death Incarnate]

~Matthew is a survivor. His convoy of vehicles was overrun when 2 of the uhaul trucks broke down and a bus overheated, then ran out of gas. All those problems cropping up at once was more than his group could handle. He himself took his red van and rammed into the zombies, attempting to save a few. He saved a girl whom he had grown fond of, only to find out the next day she had been bit, when she grew sickly and died. He knew what he had to do, and cut her head off without a moments notice. The next day, the vehicle broke down and he was on foot. Nearly overrun, he comes across a place, according to the signs is called Ravenholm. With only 3 quarts of water in nalgene bottles, his camelback half full, and his stomach empty he enters town. He reaches into his buttpack and pulls out his journal, attached by a thin rope so he wouldn't lose it if he dropped it. He starts to record his thoughts, saying them out loud as he goes, but keeping his voice quiet.~

(OOC: Alternate, listen to Journal. http://www.uploadhut.com/id88502/Journal.mp3)
"Entering Ravenholm: So far, its been a helluva week, with the loss of Francine and my entire group. I know I am suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, as I have suffered nightmares these past 2 days, related to the incidents. I need to find some kind of entertainment, as my will to continue is lessoning with each hour I find only zombies. Their moaning fills every waking hour, even when I think I have gotten away, they never leave me alone. Even now I look over the to do list for the day, and laugh at my boldness. One person attempting to do it all will fail miserably, but I must at least get enough for myself to survive. If I am one of the few, or the last of mankind I am not going to give up without a fight. I am going to start scanning the stations on my radio, and calling for survivors. If I am still alive this evening I will write about the events that happened today. I keep this journal so that one day, if someone were to wonder what happened, or how, they might be able to know secondhand."

~Matthew moves swiftly and silently, attempting to work his way through the shadows, avoiding the zombies as much as possible. He will spend the greater part of the evening looking for grocery stores to hit up for supplies, and looking for an army navy store, as he needs a fresh pair of BDU's. His current ones are soaked in gore, hoping that the strength of the decaying flesh would overpower his own scent. Masking his scent is key(he thinks) as well as staying out of their vision, to survive long enough to get fresh supplies. If he can find a pawn shop, or a gun store, he will attempt to find himself a gun cleaning kit. He has not fired a shot the entire time he has been on the run. He has kept the gun clean, but has not used a kit, merely used an old rag and gunoil with a pen. His machete, however has seen some use, and his throwing knife was nearly lost during his last skirmish when it got lodged in the zombies ribcage. He was lucky to pull it out before 2 more shamblers(so called after his favorite zombie game"Zombie Master" a HL2 mod.) came upon him.~

 

[Catman_prb]

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

So honey...how old are you?

Thomas looked up....blood dripping from the wrench. Jack saw the look in his eye

Ok dude chill....dont start going all rambo on me now you've killed someone.

That wasnt a person.That was one of them

What ever you say dude. Theyre all zombies but that one just happened to save your sister not less than 20 minutes ago....

Jack rolled over another two zombies. One of which bounced off the bonnet leaving an arm behind

Dude...did you see that? Its friggin arms still ont he car...hang on.

He spun the car 90 degrees around a bend at full speed.The arm slid off as Jack laughed.

Thomas looked at his sister who seemed to be laughing too.

What's so funny?

Well think about it. Were in the worst possible situation right?

I guess. Why?

Well do you not feel kinda lucky?concsidering your still alive and not dropping limbs all over the place? I mean if that was me i'd be pretty damn p****d if i got hit by a truck and my arm came off..

Jack just continued laughing,it was very sadistic but reasurring in another way. How often would they get to laugh in this situation. Thomas looked behind him to see the headless body of the teacher still in the back.

Yeah i know what your thinking.

Jack slammed on. Thomas jumped out of the passenger seat and dragged the body off the back. Jack scanned the area for zombies. He could see them silhouetted on the hill top. He saw someone making a run for it away from them.

Look alive dude another survivor.

They all waited and watched as the male out ran the hordes only to trip. He screamed in pain. It looked to Thomas as if he had broken his ankle. It didnt matter. It took less than a minute for the horde to be on top of him. His skin was ripped from the bones as he lay on the ground, still screaming. Thomas covered Sophies eyes and tried to cover his own.

Ok i think this part of the guided tour is over....shall we leave now?

Jack started up the truck and they made their way into town..

Next stop....The Mall

Jack swerved the truck around, and pulled up on the carpark of the mall. He jumped out of the truck, and grabbed his backpack, holding onto the chainsaw, as Thomas jumped out with the bloody wrench. The little girl Sophie, Sophie?, followed him and scuttled over to Jack. Jesus Christ, did he have to look after everyone?

"So what, we head in-oh ****," Jack said. A horde of zombies was making its was across to them. They could try and run to the mall, but he was gonna bet that they'd get ripped to shreads first. He turned round, blocking the little girls view, and looking significantly at Thomas.

"Hey, Tommy, i dont think there's anyone here. Shall we head over to the Radio Shack? You never know?"

 

[Cyrusbales]

Approved, knock yourself out hombre!

 

[Death Incarnate]

~Sticking close to the shadows, and moving only when he didn't feel the hair standing on the back of his neck, he made his way towards a mall he could see in the distance. Just as he was about to pull out his machete in preperation from the run, suddenly a figure came out of a doorway and tottered towards him. It groaned loudly, and suddenly a dozen, now two, now three turned to look at what had made the sound. Now he was in trouble.~

"****!"

~He quickly drew his machete in his right hand, grabbing his throwing knife out with his left, and adopted an offensive stance. Raising both weapons over his head, as he started to think quick to plan an escape route. Noticing a large opening between groups, he made a beeline towards an alley. A zombie came in from his left, and he sliced at it with his right hand, his left throwing his knife towards the alley, where 2 more zombies came slowly towards him. The zombies head fell in half, split between the eyes, but the machete refused to be pulled out. He kicks the body hard in the chest, propelling it back into the group of zombies coming up behind him as he reaches up with his left hand. He moves another few steps foreward, bringing his left hand up to rip the dagger out of the zombies right eyesocket. It didn't want to move. He kicked at the head, placing a foot on its forehead, and pulled as strong as he could, it would not budge. Not wanting to die over something so trivial, he drew his handgun and shot the other zombie in the head, that was blocking his path to the alley. He then ran full tilt into the alley, turning right rapidly, coming face to face with more than a dozen zombies already heading towards him. He then turns right, noticing that he is trapped in this T-intersection. Looking around rapidly, he notices a fire escape, and sheathes his machete, holstering his pistol. Then he leaps, grasping the ladder firmly with both hands. His hands burn with the pain of lifting him and his pack, and he slowly inches his hands upward, feeling zombies attempting to grab his feet. He lifts his legs up and kicks hard, having done a pull up only once in his life, and not well. Now is not the time to find out you can't do pullups! He pulls himself up, and loops his arms around the first rung, and reaches for the second one, bringing his legs up, and onto the wall, to help him push up onto the ladder. Once he gets his foot onto the ladder it was just a simple matter of climbing to the top, and scaling up the outside fire-escape stairs. He reaches the top of the building, only to notice movement down in town. He sees hundreds, mabye even thousands of zombies, apparently chasing a vehicle through town. Taking a chance, he starts rapidly changing frequencies on his radio, each time giving about 10 seconds for reply. He starts on 110, and keeps going till he covers all bands on the radio. He grabs his water, and an MRE and eats. He knows quite well that at this point, any false moves may be his death, so he must wait and hope for rescue, or chance running between the zombies. Something he hopes not to have to do, considering their great numbers.~

 

[Death Incarnate]

~He watches the vehicle stop at the mall and zombies move in. He immediately starts yelling into the FM radio, worried that they don't see them!~

"Watch out! There are lots of em right behind you! I wouldn't try to go to the mall, thats a heavily visited place! Get out of there!"

~He then starts to describe where he is, and his predicament. Then switches radio channels to the AM band, and tries again. He then patiently awaits a reply, his radio on scan, so if anyone transmits on any station he is likely to hear it, except in the HF band.~

 

[Nightwing]

Jack swerved the truck around, and pulled up on the carpark of the mall. He jumped out of the truck, and grabbed his backpack, holding onto the chainsaw, as Thomas jumped out with the bloody wrench. The little girl Sophie, Sophie?, followed him and scuttled over to Jack. Jesus Christ, did he have to look after everyone?

"So what, we head in-oh ****," Jack said. A horde of zombies was making its was across to them. They could try and run to the mall, but he was gonna bet that they'd get ripped to shreads first. He turned round, blocking the little girls view, and looking significantly at Thomas.

"Hey, Tommy, i dont think there's anyone here. Shall we head over to the Radio Shack? You never know?"

[IC - Thomas Mullaney]

'I think you might be onto something there. I got chased by a security guard at my house'

Sophie looked at Thomas, tears filling her eyes. Thomas could see what was wrong with her.

'Oh don't worry, Mum and Dad weren't there'

Sophie hugged Thomas. She knew he knew what she was thinking. Thats why she felt safe with him.

Jack turned to see the horde nearing.

'Hey as much as I love these family reunions blah blah blah...but those behind us arent groupies. They flesh eating Z-dudes. And they will eat both of you. No doubt. Now get in the FRIGGIN TRUCK!'

Jack grabs Thomas and literally launches him into the truck. He then quickly helps Sophie in and jumps in the drivers seat. The horde get within reach of the rear of the truck before they are engulfed in dust and exhaust fumes from the now departing truck.

'Dude dont ever cut things that fine again. Hows about you rummage through that bag of yours and see what weapons we can use incase this chainsaw runs out.'

They head towards the radio shack as Thomas looks through his bag of golf clubs and bats.

Silence falls on them again as Sophie falls asleep leaning against Jack.

He looks at her...was he getting attached to the annoying squirt using him as a comfort? Or was it just gas?