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[Copaman]

"Do ya know what? I might actually know how to get this going. Hey, Darkman, come help me out with the bridge. There might be zombies onboard, and even perhaps living hostiles."

Ryn started to run towards the ((Assuming we're up front...)) stern of the ship, observing a large tower with windows, and several communication instruments on the roof. That looks like a good place to start. Thank god I play simulation Video Games...

[Pastinator]

Harvey ran up, covering everybody who wasn't on the ship with his shotgun, not to close, didn't want the shot to hit them, but close enough to scare some nearby enemies.

(OOC: Nobody describe what weapons we actually encounter, i'm gonna let blodo describe the actual encounters on this ship as he seems to have a story line planned, but i'll tell you what ther is.)

[Cheshire Fox]

Darkman reluctantly turned and ran up the gangplank onto the ship. It made a metallic clanging noise which Darkman was sure had alerted anyone on board of their presence already. He stepped up alongside Ryn.

"See anyone up there?" Darkman strained his eyes at the tower. He reached back for his rifle, grudgingly admitting to himself that they should probably let Lucas snipe anyone up there out.

[Paladin58]

"Okay, time to go! You still with me, Bern? This is gonna be a bumpy ride!" said Titus, whipping around to face the bridge, ready to run. As he got into a sprinter's stance, he knew the creatures were right on him. That was his starting gun. He exploded from the spot he was standing only seconds before, already halfway across the bridge. If he had been a sprinter on his track team in high school, he would have broken all the records, or so they say. Having Bernie on his shoulder didn't matter much, all that meant was that his feet made a bigger impact on the ground. But, then again, he wasn't on solid ground, he was on a rusted-out footbridge spanning a good fifty feet of nothingness, the bottom of this chasm filled with ocean. The bridge started to give way.

"Oh, shit! Hold on Bern, I've gotta jump!" yelled Titus in a burst, as he neared the end of the bridge, already rusted and falling away from the piston-like thrusts of his feet. He jumped.

(OOC: Damn you Skul. I had my post all built up like it was a bridge of wood, and you ruined it! )

Edited by Nology5890, 17 December 2006 - 09:55 PM.

[Bernie]

"Ooooh, so I'm not dead, I'm just about to die now?"

Bern smirked, trying to ignore the stinging pain on his wrist, and the itching feeling all over his body. "Shit, am I becoming one of them...oh god, no, stay calm..." Bern closed his eyes, blood slowly dripping from his wrist to Titus' back.

[Blodo]

Jones saw Ryn trying to get up the ladder to the bridge.
- "Hey!" - he shouted as he ran over to him.
- "I've been up there already, and - as unusual as it sounds - the door is bolted shut. We're gonna have to find another way in... Where is Yuri by the way? He'd know."

Just as Jones finished the sentence, Yuri stepped in from the nearby door, holding the cloth in his left hand.
- "How much ammo you all got? Cause.. I got pistols for auxiliaries."

Yuri seemed troubled but not as much as it would give him totally away. For the first time however, he genuinely was different. As if he actually cared about something..
I sure do hope they won't realise quickly that the ship is already cleaned out.. - was one of his thoughts. He hoped that he wouldn't be pinned about this soon, his plans needed to go into effect..


((OOC: It would help if you all wouldn't overdo it on the ammo now, I'm gonna be counting bullets. TBH this part is gonna be more about the mystery yet to be unraveled and a bit of a horror movie feeling, so we can try and step away from the constant shooting and explosives for a bit. There will be a lot less zombies on the ship and I mean a LOT less. Like in the single digits. The story should interest you all enough though.))

[Cheshire Fox]

Darkman looked down at the handguns being offered and immediately recognized the one that looked like the Desert Eagle to be a Jericho. He dropped the clip out of it.

That makes three, including the one in the pistol, Darkman realized with a jolt. At least I still have ammo for the - Darkman suddenly looked back at the van, now turned on its side and swarming with undead. Not even the comical site of the shamblers midlessly wandering off the docks or the sprinters leaping at the boat and smacking loudly into its sides could cheer him up. Oh, shit. I left the clips in the car.

"Can we get ot the guns? I'm low on ammo. A Jericho clip only holds 12 rounds."

[Blodo]

- "Well.. First we gotta get inside. Let's get the others together."
No panic will help me now. There are more important things at stake. - Yuri thought. And indeed there were. Jones seemed to follow bearing no problem, almost as if he already knew. Then again he probably didn't, but that wasn't what he was concerned about in the first place. They both knew however that things were gonna get awry soon. For everyone.

[Paladin58]

"Doc, I need you to start taking care of Bernie. He's acting a little strange. He may have been bitten," said Titus to Thomas, dusting himself off after that display of finesse he had just shown only minutes ago. Ready to check out the ship and explore its holds, seeing what all goodies they had on board, Titus went over to where Yuri was.

"Shall we start checking this place out? I'd like to know what we have in store for us before we shove off."

[Blodo]

- "Sure. Anybody else wants a pistol? Four left."
Yuri thrown the cloth on the deck and started walking slowly towards the door he came out of, unsafetying his own Beretta, and changing his posture to a more defensive one. As he made the first step forward, he turned to Titus and looked at him. After a moment of looking, Yuri made sure:
- "Unsafety your gun."

[Cheshire Fox]

Overhearing Titus, Darkman looked back at Bernie with horror.

Oh for fuck's sake, not him too! Darkman moved up from Ryn's side next to Yuri, gun held in front of his face, scanning the area.

"Do you know if there are medical supplies on this ship? Bernie may have got bit. We've got to cut off the limb, I know from the doctors at the hospital that's the only way to stop the infection. We have to bandage it off quick if we do."

For some reason, Darkman felt deeply uneasy. He hadn't felt this way when he was standing on a catwalk surrounded by shamblers. He hadn't felt this way stuck in a dark exhibit with a cannabalistic curator. He hadn't felt it watching a woman screaming as her 4 year child ripped out her intestines. But now, here on this ship, which should have been a sign of security, Johnny Darkman was scared.

OOC: I'm assuming the medical supplied from the hospital are now where my M1 clips are.

Edited by Darkskul, 18 December 2006 - 12:03 AM.

[Paladin58]

"Cutting it off won't help, we tried that with Niall... Well, of course, it took us several hours to return with the medicines that time, and we couldn't even test it on him... this time, we may have a chance."

Titus walked over to Thomas, and pulled the duffle off his back. Inside were lots of items that you don't find at the normal grocery store.

[Cheshire Fox]

"Not bad at all" Darkman said leaning slowly over to look inside. "It's just what we -" He suddenly swung a well aimed blow at Bernie's temple.

If it turns out there's morphine it there, I'm really gonna regret this..

[Bernie]

"Waitt, w-..."

Bern couldn't finish the sentence, being knocked out by the blow.

[Pastinator]

Harvey looked at Bern and saw something strange happening. He seemed to be convulsing on the floor, still knocked out. As he watched the body writhed, legs and arms striking out, clanging on the metal floor. Moving closer Harvey prodded him with his shotgun. At this point Bern's eyes opened, his hand's reaching, grabbing for the shotgun. it was the first creature he had ever seen with a sign of intelligence, however smalll. Firing his shotgun the creature took a shot directly to the kidney. Without flinching Harvey fired a second, but the creature learnt from last time. It tried to move, but being primarily human, could nbot do anything a human couldn't, what was interesting was that it recognized and feared pain. Firing three more shot's, pumping the shotgun quickly, without flinching, Harvey blew away his stomach, destroying the lung's and heart. The fat had stopped the first shot's from dmaaging, but not the others and now the thing was dead.

* * *

Little beknownst to him the cause of the intelligence was Bern being unconcious at the time of the turn. This meant that the part of the brain that dealt with regentarative sleep was already engaged. The REM movements had been amplified, and reactions had been increased.

* * *

Harvey checked his shotgun. Three shells left. He pulled out his pistol and checked that. Eight. He pulled out his truncheon and made a few test swings. Fine.

"Ok Yuri, you seem to know what's going on, where are we going?"

[Bernie]

Bern lay lifeless on the ground, his mind thinking he was still alive. He had no idea what had actually just happened. Simply that he'd never wake up. Blood poured out from the gun wounds, as Bern's expression was one of fear. In Bern's mind, only one word floated around in his head, before it all vanished. "Kelly..."

[Blodo]

((OOC: So what is Bernie leaving or something?))

Yuri looked down on the poor fat guy. A second later he just snapped out of it and barked:
- "Let's go inside."

The lights seemed dimmer this time, as Yuri walked through the familiar corridor.
Wait.. I don't remember this blood here before..
Then something heavy fell down on the floor somewhere near the nearby junction. Yuri walked closer, slowly.. to see a vent shaft opened, it's hatch down on the floor. The shaft was rather high for a human to crawl into and the vent hatches usually don't fall off by themselves. Yuri's nervousness quickly passed as he got his grip. He turned to the others all cowering near the entrance.
- "Ok, you pussies.. The coast is clear."

[Pastinator]

Harvey followed Yuri, into the corridor.

"What was that noise i heard just now?"

(OOC:Soz for shit post, and he's gonna be making a new char soon anyways.)

[Cheshire Fox]

OOC:I have a little plan to make things a little more crazy if you don't mind...

"Look, does this really seem like that good an idea? We're losing people fast. The corriders are a bit narrow, we don't know how many people are in here. Living or...living again." Darkman said, as he walked into the narrow corrider. He had a distinctly uneasy feeling. Something slammed down onto the deck behind him. As Darkman turned around and stared into the dead, decomposing eyes, everything seemed to freeze, as if in order to let his thoughts work themselves out properly.

If it could jump high enough that it could get onto the boat, it's even faster than the rest. It's too fast. I won't be able to get it with the trench spike. To close for the Garand. Jericho? In the holster. Oh god, it's charging. What do I - the door! Darkman lunged forwards and slammed the door. The flesheater outside smashed into it witha loud clang. Darkman stood as if in shock for a second.

"Oh my god, we're trapped."

Edited by Darkskul, 18 December 2006 - 11:10 PM.

[Paladin58]

"Oh, bullshit. Let me see that bastard, I'll take care of him," said Titus, ready to pull another heroic stunt, no matter how crappy it was. As he opened the bulkhead door, the abnormally large creature was still stunned from hitting the bulkhead face first. As it came to, Titus rifle-butted it with his Benelli. All he achieved was a slight recoil from the thing, with a seriously pissed-off expression on its face. As it swung for him, he slammed the bulkhead door closed, and heard cracking of undead bone.

"Keep moving. We're not going out that way. Now!" yelled Titus, hearing it slamming against the bulkhead door very loudly, trying to break through, and, slowly but surely, succeeding. As was the evidence of the door making creaking sounds and denting in the middle.