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[earini]

Lucas was thrown back into a sitting position as the van started moving. He heard the question about the docks and replied, "The docks sound fine to me. I mean, I don't think anybody has any better ideas, do they?"

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

Gary jumped into the back of the truck just as it began to pull away. For a moment he panted, still pumped with adrenaline, but then it faded, and his head fell into his hands. "Shit..." he muttered, "Shit." But that was all the emotion he had time for.
"Hey Titus, looks like they're heading for the docks, God knows why everyone thought that'd be a good idea...and, Thanks. He would have got me."

[Pastinator]

(uh, copaman, what truck? I'm gonna asume you'll be in the car that harvey's in)

Harvey managed to get all the other's who wern't in the van inside the car in record speed. Slamming his foot on the accelerator he sped off, following the van.

[Cheshire Fox]

"Sick! The others are right behind us! We should have a clear shot to the docks, right? We ought to approach with caution and talk to the others before we actually get on the boat. Who know's who might be on that thing.

[Paladin58]

(OOC: Damnit! I had a very good post ready, too. And, like I said, 'tis a truck, always has, always will be. I'll PM you my post, just to show you what you're missing. )

"Whoa! Wait up, Harvey!" said Titus, before jumping onto the side of the bed of the truck, while it sped away.

Edited by Nology5890, 08 December 2006 - 03:15 AM.

[Bernie]

"...Wow, it's a good thing I got away in that van..."

Bern said this in a sarcastic tone, as the van sped away.

"You damn bastards!"

Bern ran forward after the van, hoping to catch up to it, or at least hitch a ride in truck.

[Paladin58]

As the truck was speeding away, Titus stuck his arm out, to help stragglers on. Much to his surprise, when he grabbed Bernie, and tried to pull him up, his shoulder dislocated with a loud pop.

"Agh! Bernie, get up here or I swear I will feed you to the shamblers!" yelled Titus, in pain for the first time since this whole ordeal began. He was able to bring Bernie onto the side of the truck bed before he had to let go from the pain of even trying to hoist him up.

[Pastinator]

Harvey helped Bernie get up, helping him inside the van.

"Ok, where we going, just following Yuri? Anybody missing?"

Edited by Pastinator, 09 December 2006 - 12:29 PM.

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

Gary glanced around. "Doesn't look like it. Christ, it's a bit of a squeeze in here, I think i'll stay leaning out of the window," he commented, as he did so. He figured that shooting a few more undead would be a good way to let loose the anger contained in his trigger finger over Niall's death.

[Bernie]

"Tum ti tum, a'shootin' some creatures..."

Bern grinned. Having been brought into the truck, he began to once again fire at the shamblers.

"Tum ti tum, kickin' some ass..."

[Paladin58]

Titus opened the window to the cab of the truck. "Err... Hey, Harv, take the lead from the van. You know where the harbor is, right? You can plow shamblers out of our path with the plow on front," said Titus, while cradling his right arm. He put his Benelli on the side of the truck bed, and while propping it up, he began to fire it into the sea of shamblers.

"Yo, new guy, what's your name... Ah, Ryn. Help me pop my shoulder in. I can't keep this thing level without my right arm."

Edited by Nology5890, 11 December 2006 - 10:33 PM.

[Bernie]

Bern's eyes slowly shifted over to Titus' right arm, then back to the shamblers, before quickly darting to Titus' arm again.

"...I think I'm gonna see those noodles soon..."

[Cheshire Fox]

OOC: So, I'm in the van with Yuri, Jones, Thomas, and Lucas, correct? And what ever happened to those two NPC's at the Hospital? Did they get dead?

Darkman leaned out his side of the van and attempted to knock down some shamblers. After wasting a clip, he thought better of it and sat back, muttering to himself about his atrocious accuracy.

"So, how long 'til the docks?" Darkman asked, more to break the silence than out of actual curiosity. He felt extremely awkward and out of place. The only people he sort of knew were Bernie and Titus. Now he was in a van with an intimidating European who didn't seem to like him very much, a really sketchy driver, and a man he had just punched in the face.

[Pastinator]

(OOC: Fuck 'em, they wern't advancing the storyline, the girl was in case blaat wanted to join, because she showed some interest, but hasn't replied so boom. And correct)

Edited by Pastinator, 11 December 2006 - 10:51 PM.

[Blodo]

The van was still moving and everyone else was still quiet. Yuri was a bit irritated but still didn't bother to turn his head to speak. He just looked at Jones and let his look on the face talk for him.

- "Ye, ye, don't even say anything.." - Jones said as the van sped up even more.

[Copaman]

"Right then, a dislocated shoulder hm? No problemo."

The AK rang out five times before Ryn put it down to re-locate the shoulder of the man next to him. His medical experiance was minimal, but was good enough to help the guy with the bad shoulder. The shoulder re-entered with a sickening pop, one that sounded more fluidic than the original pop.

"Now, where are we headed to, if I may ask?" Ryn inquired to the rest of the group.

[Bernie]

Hearing the pop, Bern leaned over and puked. Whatever those noodles had looked like, they were simply mush and yellow liquid now.

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

"Aoarh!! What the hell is that?!" Gary exclaimed, seeing the short stream of bile and ex-lunch issuing from the back of the van. "God... this has been the most graphic few days of my entire life..."

[Paladin58]

(OOC: He's not in the van. He's in the back of the truck. )

"Damn! Thanks new guy. If you'd like to know where we're headed, we're planning to overtake a tanker filled with enough weapons to supply to a small country for its army. And guess what we're going to do with all that precious weaponry?" asked Titus rhetorically, with a grin on his face. He then turned and started to fire upon the shambler-sea again, able to hold the Benelli with both hands.

[Blodo]

A hard turn on Jones' behalf, and the van entered a broken down fence gate. Passing a tanker truck, it stopped right next to some fuel pipes connected to a overly large ship.
- "And right about your fucking time, too." - Yuri amused himself.
- "Why don't you shut up already?" - was Jones's answer. Yuri only smirked and laughed after hearing that remark.
- "Ok, out of the van, pigs. There's the tanker. Now we have to use that nifty bridge to get onto it." - he said while pointing to a small cranky steel bridge about 20m above them, coming out a sort of terminal tower. Yuri just took his pistol, three clips and started moving towards it.